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onward--upward · 8 months

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fic stats meme!

Rules: Give us the links to your fic with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and fic with the least words

tagged by the lovely @cowboy-buddie 💖

most hits:

steppin’ into fate (911 Fox)

911 hockey AU my most beloved!!

“What the hell is this?” Evan Buckley storms into the office without knocking, tossing his phone onto the desk.

“The LA Kings have signed forward Eddie Diaz (@EDiaz82) to a five year contract” it reads. Buck doesn’t need to see it to know. He’s stared at it long enough already. There’s a graphic of Eddie Diaz and his stupidly pretty face beneath it, in his old Dallas Stars green and white, mouth open as he skates the puck up the ice. He’d looked at the replies, all of the “omg”s and heart-eyes emojis and 280-character amateur analysis of Diaz’s skills. He’d scrolled until he’d hit the inevitable “so when are we trading buckley?” tweets, and then he’d stormed into Bobby’s office without thinking about it twice.

second most kudos:

stitch my soul (911 Fox)

buddie soulmate au, one of my most favourite fics i’ve ever written

Eddie Diaz has never really put much stock into the concept of "fate". But after his marriage falls apart, he swears that he's not going to go against the universe again. He's going to find his soulmate. He's going to find Evan.

But then he meets Buck, and all of his careful plans start coming apart at the seams.

third most comments:

this is worth forever to me (911 Fox)

“Oh, right,” Buck nods, punching in the digits on autopilot. “Thanks.”

“God,” Eddie mutters, “it’s like I’m your husband.” And Buck’s entire being freezes, for just a moment. The machine beeps at him, and all he can do is stare blankly at it for a moment before flushing and yanking his card out. “Or – wife?” Eddie muses. Buck isn’t even looking at him, but he knows exactly what face he makes. “No, I’m gonna go with husband.”

The cashier is watching them like they’re a particularly riveting television show. All Buck can think to say is, “You’re not hot enough to be my husband.” Lie. The biggest lie in the world.

fourth most bookmarks:

we’ve been here forever (here’s the frozen proof) (Red White&Royal Blue)

Objectively, I am aware that you – a stranger – cannot tell me my own sexuality any better than I can, however... Can you, please? Tell me? It’s 4am and I have been thinking about this for hours, and I can’t sleep.

Warmest regards,

ACD

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It’s four in the morning, and Alex Claremont-Diaz has managed to follow a research spiral straight down into a personal crisis. It isn’t the first time.

fifth fourth most words:

build my kingdom in the dark (Roswell New Mexico)

i’m still very fond of this one as well <3

Michael meets Alex Manes on a Tuesday.

After everything, after all their chaos and sex and pain and love, that detail sticks with him, for some reason. It’s a Tuesday night, their college-town bar is still packed, and Michael looks up from the beer he’d ordered with his shitty fake ID to find big brown eyes watching him from behind long lashes. A sharp impulse digs into his ribs, and Michael has always been a big fan of following impulses.

fic with least words:

and the sun shall rise again (Red White&Royal Blue)

god i wrote this one so long ago idk how i feel about it haha but it is very sweet

Very frequently Henry wakes up feeling as if he were in a dream.

i am so exhausted rn so idk who to even tag… @eusuntgratie @shitouttabuck @sibylsleaves if y’all want? 💖💖

#anyways this was fun yeehaw #tag memes #💖💖💖#my fic

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zephyrine-gale · 23 days

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somebody called argenti and boothill guns n roses and i think thats neat

#my art #honkai star rail #argenti #boothill #argenthill #i think is their ship name???#anyway i think space cowboy and space knight are a fun combo yeehaw #finding beauty in the grotesque... the inhuman....

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cherrytraveller · 8 months

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anyone know Juri Han from Streetfighter, specifically SF4 bc her outfit FUCKS severely so obviously i had to dress up my blorbo.

Twitter || Ko-fi || Instagram

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #future leo #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt movie #hamato leonardo #clip studio paint #digital art #digital sketch #fanart #digital illustration #travellerdraws #juri's pants were so cool to me #they still are #taekwondo is like one of my favorite martial arts to see #YEEHAW KICKING ATTACKS WOOOOO #anyway. juri's design is really cool and fun so leonardo come here

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bbgatile · 1 year

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we were meant for more than darkness

#transformers #idwtf #drift #deadlock #tf drift #tf deadlock #this was so fun to make i pulled an allnighter yeehaw #i havent sat down and made sth big and nice in one sitting in awhile AUGH i miss it #i fucking love drawing it was nice to make myself relax and take my time and put as much detail in as i could #anyway. deliberately hid any faction badges here; its about being the same person fundamentally #and having the same core values even if you express them in different and better ways now #deadlock and drift are not two separate characters and i think ppl forget that a lot #or they dont and they have very weird takes abt drift. its a slippery slope #ant art

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miilkybnn · 1 year

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i open clip studio paint and then BOOM cowboy Alfred F Jones

#milky art #my art #alfred f jones #aph america #hws america #hetalia #america hetalia #hetalia axis powers #hetalia world series #hetalia world stars #no character i gain interest in can escape my yeehaw ray #as a texan i just HAFTA guys #anyways enjoy some cowboy Alfred I had fun doing those colors in the first pic <3

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desceros · 3 months

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me: [looks at calendar, gets a wicked idea, looks into the camera] happy springtime, turtle fam! who's ready to celebrate the season?

...mating season, that is. hehe. [dodges the tomatoes]

so! i had the idea that it would be super fun to have a community-wide event where we all have a prompt and then everyone fills it in their own way.

...i then decided all the prompts i came up with were too good not to use, but also none of them were Good Enough to use exclusively, so i changed my mind and the prompt is now just MATING SEASON. with a few suggestions at the bottom of this post if you're looking for some.

since spring is coming upon us, i hereby invite everyone to join in the vernal festivities... which in turtle parlance, of course, means only one thing: write, draw, whatever your version of "mating season", then join me on march 1 to post it with the tag #TMNTSpringShellebration. we then shall browse the fine selection of our mutual artistic efforts, and basically just have a good time as a community.

here are the prompts i came up with as starters-slash-things-to-include if you're looking for a place to get started. feel free to use these at will, or use them to come up with something of your own:

“Please don’t make me explain this. It’s humiliating as is.”

Oops, Looks Like Mating Season Came A Week Early This Year

“…In all of my mating seasons, this has never happened before.”

“I told you not to come by! It’s mating season!”

Probably should have expected it to be different now that he’s not going through it alone.

Because of Shenanigans, you have to wait. Wait… Wait… ok now.

They’re not the right person for mating season… but they’re the one who’s here, so…

“Show me where it hurts."

so yeah! see you all on march 1 for the, uh, spring shellebration. party popper emoji

questions i imagine will be popping up and i hope will clear up here before my askbox swells beyond capacity under the cut to keep this post from being Way Too Long. also it's really not that serious it's just an excuse to write slash draw for everyone Please Don't Take This Thing Too Seriously It's Not That Serious:

"can i participate?" yes! it's literally just an invitation to do something. nothing fancier than that. no need to be following me or in my friend group or whatever.

"can i write (insert fic idea here)?" yep! so long as it's related to the idea of mating seasons, it flies. reader insert? hell yea. oc? hell yeah. solo turtle and his favorite pillow? go for it.

"can i draw (insert art idea here)?" yep! uh. i know tumblr has the cops watching for sin bin material, but you art people know how to deal with that. and if you don't, uh, ask the other art people. im just a feral cat in a trench coat

"how do i participate?" write/draw/collect songs for/whatever. then, on march 1, post it and tag it #TMNTSpringShellebration. also, for funsies, keep it hush hush what you're working on so we can all be super shocked when the day comes! except, y'know, that you're planning on joining in. totally do that.

"when do i post it?" march 1. whenever on that day. waves hands around in a vague gesture at time zones not mattering. seriously don't take this so seriously it's just me wanting to create cool shit with my friends with a little more structure to it

"does it have to be horny?" i mean. it's an event about mating season. so by definition it's going to be at least a little horny. but however you interpret it is cool. even if it's just. idk. leo sitting sweatily in a chair looking longingly at a glass of water bc he's thirstier than usual. be smart about things, people. i'm not your dad.

"which tmnt verse is this for?" whichever one you want it to be for!! rise! bayverse! 2007! your fan iteration! your friend's fan iteration! your mortal enemy's fan iteration! yes!

"will you be reblogging everything?" absolutely not, but this isn't an event About Me. i am incidental to the thing. it's about Us. coming together as a community. for horny turtles. puts my hands on your shoulders. do it for you. for your friends. for the community.

#text tag #feel free to reblog this around. it started out as a thing for turtle fam but we all agreed that it would be fun for The Community #anyway yeehaw let's spend all of february thinking about what to do and then the night of feb 29 doing it RAH #tmntspringshellebration

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astragatwo · 6 months

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#my art #fanart #dust an elysian tail #daet dust #daet fidget #no ahrah i dont feel like drawing weapons rip v_v #pretend he's under dust's cape idk #anyways hiiii i remembered this game existed and now i miss it again #wanted to play it again but i dont feel like pulling out my switch #a friend of mine introduced me to dust like 3 years ago and i had a lot of fun w it....#i miss dust and fidget :yeehaw:

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beesorcery · 1 month

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hello it's part 3 of 3 for my cool fun graphic design adventure!! part 1 and part 2 got too long. to recap i am recreating this t-shirt design but with the magic 8 ball songs instead of city names:

here is the current draft, updated through 3/27 (pittsburgh) (!!!!)

#aaaa!!!#tried doing image descriptions for this one #feel free to send me better ones though and i can update the alt text!! or just put them in the replies/reblogs lol #bees' graphic design adventure #only 7 more shows........ wowie #OH ALSO ppl have been expressing interest in getting this as an actual shirt which is!! cool!!#idk how to do that though!!#if anyone has recommendations for websites or something to do that please please send them or reply to this post or something #at the very least i'll make the file available at the end so ppl can print it on whatever they want #i was gonna make a poster #but yeah let me know if there's a good way to do that!!! it's really cool that people are enjoying this i am having a lot of fun doing it #fob #fall out boy #2ourdust #gonna update after nashville des moines and minneapolis so 3 left!!!#i have already changed it since posting this because i am a freak <3 and i cant leave good enough alone lol #also i now have all the fonts <3 for the cities anyway #not the states but i’ve only used the states a few times so far for like the parentheses or punctuation or whatever #so if i end up needing those ill go find them whatever #anywayyyy yeehaw see u all in like 4 days

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the-masked-artist05 · 2 months

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I sometimes had the urge to pat Nyx in the head also hugging them too, but I am short even though I'am in a average height.

(I wanna pat Tomas too but I am much sacred he'll possibly chase me with a weapon. As for Katherine I don't think she's ever going to allowed it soo-)

Anyways I gonna eat your art now :)

Lmaoo same but this did give an idea! Also- MY ART!!

Nyx:

Tomás:

Kathrine (+ a new character, "Clementine"):

#art #my art #digital art #cowboy #blood moon lagoon #oc #my oc #nyx evander #tomás torres #kathrine cawthorne #clementine <<???>>#western #wild west #comics #web comic #uhhh what other yeehaw tags are there??? idk #anyways backgrounds are fun and painful :'D

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storfulsten · 6 months

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my silly viera wol alt bc reasons uwu

#very messy tablet doodle could be better but eh it's something lol #anyways ye this is my edgy bunboi alt whom I like very much #it's about the vibes #I guess #if you don't get the vibes then congratulations I envy you I wish I wasn't so hung up on them tbh geez #ye he's silly af but I'm just having fun so lol #and really he doesn't look all that silly ingame I'm just projecting nonsense quite a lot I guess ha #his hair is actually black with purple details not all dark purple but I improvised and it ended up like that so eh #it works I suppose #he ninja'd his way up through hw danced through sb and is now reaping his way through shb and beyond yeehaw #shame his favorite facemask is bound to ninja only though bc the one he has to use as reaper is so clunky but eh it works #and there's always the bandana options for variety I guess ha #gonna continue through shb with this guy soon when I get the time #catboy's 'bout to ruin this poor bunman's life even more letsgooo #anyways enough random rambling sorry #enjoy or don't it's whatever #ffxiv viera #wol #idk if I should tag the finger flipping but eh let me know if I should I guess idk lol #I draw what I want #also unrelated but go stream DISDAIN on your platform of choice or don't I'm not your mom but either way yay music highly recommend yessir #anyways next artpost will be bombeep or at least fnf related in some way I swear to jeebus #fingers crossed something'll be doodled soon yeehaw

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astrxealis · 6 months

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if i do "?" in text i'm genuinely tilting my head like a dog if i do "!!" my eyes are sparkling and i am figuratively wagging my tail if i am IN ALL CAPS i'm screaming from the top of a mountain with all the power i can with love and the strength of RAGHHH within me

#⋯ ꒰ა starry thoughts ໒꒱ *·˚#sorry guys. i will not shut up.#honestly i really miss it here on tumblr SNIFFS ..... i say this sm tho but damn real/offline life has really been fun <33 #anyway. meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow me #very good day ty to those who greeted me anywhere or even just liked a post as a little hi hbd or just acknowledgement ya know arghhh arghhh #I'M SO TIRED NOW ACTUALLY i'm on 5 battery but watch me keep talking (writing) some more #i'm insane btw i went out w friends earlier this tuesday (love them sm) and then. they pitched in to buy me the origin of species bcs i've #been wanting the book LMFAO AS A BDAY GIFT IDK IT'S SO FUNNY TO ME BUT GENUINELY I'M SO HAPPY (NERD) <333 #and today i've talked a lot again w one best friend and another of my dearest friends and another too and idk fun day fr #okay i shut up now #that's a lie btw who knows when i will shut up #i might shut up now actually actually #actually i like rambling it's so fun teehee #BUT YEAH TY AGAIN ... genuinely makes me so happy i feel so giddy i was scared today would turn out bad and hey it isn't perfect but to me #it kinda is. in its own way. imperfectly perfect ^_^ <3 yeehaw!!

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gayestcowboy · 7 months

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i feel like when people learn to draw people in a stylized way (like “anime style” in middle school or any other imitation of a cartoon style) we spend so much time perfecting stylized faces and neck placement but so frequently just gloss over HOW the head and neck connect to each other, especially the neck. and that’s how we end up with basically no “anime style” or commonly-seen stylized art that depicts double chins or loose skin or any facial features that are extremely common.

it’s something i certainly never spent much time drawing until the past year or so. knowing how the head and neck connect is a really important skill when you’re trying to draw people, and it’s something i always struggled with until i started to focus more on drawing people’s necks differently rather than just their head and face shape. we as artists spend so much time trying to perfect the face, but the neck affects the face so much. the neck has so much character.

and, of course, the reason you never see people draw double chins is because they’re considered “ugly,” which is of course a result of a beauty standard based around thinness and a hatred for fat people. obviously not everyone’s neck looks the same, and stylized art doesn’t have to be as realistic as possible, but it’s frustrating to see so few depictions of double chins, especially when artists go out of their way to try and draw the rest of fat bodies as well as possible. i think there’s a discussion to be had about how a lot of artists online nowadays draw so many more diverse body types (which is wonderful!), but there’s still such little variation in neck shape, because the neck affects how the face looks.

this is a really long way of saying the neck is a really cool part of the body that i think we as artists don’t take enough advantage of!!

#yeehaws #idk where this came from but the thought popped into my head and i needed to type it out #anyways that’s my art advice #i’m currently very aware of how my head and neck connect from taking an alexander technique class lol #necks are fun draw more diverse necks #art advice

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grineerios · 5 months

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Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Warframe Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Original Tenno Character(s) (Warframe), Gauss (Warframe), Alad V Additional Tags: Harm to Children, Flashbacks, POV Alternating, Independent Warframe Summary:

After a near-death event catapults a young Tenno from the grasp of the Second Dream, Rufus and his Gauss warframe are forced to remember their pasts and come to terms with their current selves.

#ergh posted this to the wrong blog. anyways.#new chapter just dropped!#yeehaw it's alad time #enjoy my approximation for how much a gauss would cost #if none of you noticed- the price is actually in the original tennotober drawing !#it's written in corpus script #it was a pain in the ass to do but i had fun #operator rufus #gauss #warframe #warframe fanfiction #grineerios writing #All That You Are #ergh- edit: updated the chapter link #i'll get better at this lmao

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boxwinebaddie · 4 months

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Best driver in the CFPOM? :)

...so when you say 'good'...are we talking skill? or safety? Because...

if we're talking Skill:

kenny, 100%. hands down.

if it has wheels -- kenny can drive it. i feel like he's been driving since elementary school tbh. which leads me to my next point which is that kenny can drive super well...but its definitely not legal. there is No WAY he has a license like that man has no birth certificate. he def has a fake license tho and it is literally a knock off McLovin from super bad level of fake and just says McWhoremick with no first name smh. but its fine bc he can seduce his way out of any ticket ever. Slayed. ;)

but yeah no, he is ripping around the neighborhood like its GTA5, they are FLYING, kyle is having a panic attack the whole time because kenny is smoking a fat joint and yellin Look Guys No Hands! bras and panties flying all over the place from whoever was back there last, old moldy pizza slices, the hula girl on the dash is shaking ass, theres fuzzy purple dice hanging from the mirror, fake balls on the tail pipe...so much Insanity...all while ayesha erotica or the Cuntry ;) <3 playlist is blaring. tldr when kenny is driving, kyle and marjorine are not having fun but stan & cartman are having So much fun help

i feel like kenny drives a tiny little beat up red pick up truck that he fixed up himself ( hes a part time mechanic in peppermint...or thats his current job until they fire him...Soon probably ) so there is a driver seat, a front seat and a TINY cab in back which really should only have one...One!!! COUNT IT!!! ONE!! person in it but they manage to squeeze THREE people in wHICH SOMETIMES IS TWO PEOPLE AND CARTMAN AND SOMETIMES ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE IS ALSO TALL ASS KYLE WITH THE MASSIVE DOUBLE WIDE TRAILER BEST ASS IN CLASS so needless 2 say its a Tight Squeeze.

they also All used to fight for shot gun ( stan wants to aux, kyle has control issues/is claustrophobic and cartman is just an asshole he also cant drive bc driving is for Poor Ugly People ) EXCEPT marj who Never EVER fought for shotgun and always used to sit in the back with whoever just bc shes nice and kind so when they started dating kenny permanently made marjorines seat the passenger seat *Kenny Being A Bastard VC* I Got A Seat For You Right Here, Sweetheart ;) *fakes out pointing to face then pats the seat smh* and everyone is like ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS bc that perma put stan kyle and cartman in the back which is CHAOTIC and kenny is like hell yeah im serious!!! unless one of you is gonna start Blowing Me enjoy the back bitches!!! mwaaaah <3 Pain....oh my god. *kyle n cartman audacity*

which...stan is actually the most Chill back there, he is my relaxed king -- he also Never calls the front seat shot gun bc he HATES guns cute pacifist boy behavior -- and fights for the front way less tbh. which conflicted kyle because he just wants to sit next to stan and not cartman ( stan used to sit between them to prevent Homiecide )

but bc kenny is ripping around going a million miles per hour all the time kyle ends up in stans lap A LOT which...okay the first time he was like dude oh my god im So sorry and stan was like dont worry kp you can sit in my lap Any Time :) what are super best friends for? :*

uNAWARE OF HOW FKN INSANE THAT SOUNDED TO LITERALLY EVERYONE KYLE MADE SUCH A CRAZY SOUND HE WAS SO RED OH MY GOD KENNY MARJ AND CARTMAN ALL LOOKING AT EACH OTHER LIKE IS THIS REAL THIS IS NOT RESALSDKLHDS

like the way that stan did not know he was in love with kyle until Now but was constantly like u can sit in my lap and wear all my clothes and have anything you want from me kyle??? LIKE?? I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE STAN!!!! YOU FRUIT FUCKING SALAD!!! PUTTIN UR BEST GUY FRIEND IN UR LAP IN YOUR HOODIE PLAYIN W HIS HAIR WHISPERING SHIT INTO HIS EAR MAKING HIM BLUSH WITH THE FKN LITTLE HEART CHARM ON UR NOSE RING SHUT UPPPPP!!!!!

( also i forgot how much i luv pep!stans little emo boy Charm Bracelet Nose Ring for dramatic fruity bisexual disasters...he is so cute ily bb peppermint stan is the most babygirl ever....my son oh my gooood )

so needless to say stan just climbs in the back and does the hot boy Come Here ;) thing where he pats his lap for kyle to sit ( HELLO EXCUSE ME?? ) and it was Mostly a joke until they started dating and now everyone is like stan and kyle no funny business back there and cartman is like yeah watch it homos and but its okay they are Making Out they cant hear anyone smh <3 NASTY BOY BEHAVIOR WHEN THEYRE DATING ITS SO OBNOXIOUS I REALLY HATE THEM like they are attached at the lips/hips...but also...Good For Them omg.

iiiiii got more to say about everyone else Driving ( me crazy mostly ) but this got too long i had too much to say abt the truck and kenny so yes tldr as far as Good Driving goes...Kenny. but as far as legal? Abbbbbsooolutely Not, Babey! it is fun tho!!! yeehaw! Buckle Up <3

-uncle nina, gay and can't drive

#im actually so scared of driving its actually my one tru fear #BUT YEAH KENNYS YEEHAW OH SHIT HANDLE GETAWAY DRIVER GTA5 DRIVING IS SO ICONIC TO ME #ALL WHILE SOMETHING CRAZY IS PLAYING ON THE AUX #i do think they are Mostly in stan or kyles car tho for practicality they cant breathe in kens car...& its hotboxed to hell #its kyles usually bc stans car is a trash waste disaster zone & kyle DDs ( ok stan is more fun tho he is a Shit driver but kyle YELLS sm )#also no one can sit in the front in styles cars but them disrespectfully its not fair but they are in love im sorry #esp ky if any1 even tries 2 take the front seat in kyles car hes like get the hell out of the stan seat u stupid bitch??? fuck off and DIE #anyways <3 Hi Stan <3333 are u comfy do u need anything :3 #and stans like hiiiii kp im good tysm sbf <333 *winks at kyle sticks tongue out and flips off everyone* everyones like bro come ONNNNNNN #its so much worse when theyre dating kyle is like hiiii cute boyyyy and stans like hiiii Cuter boy like mom & dad will you stop being GROSS #LIKE EW OH MY GOD CHILL OUT #but yeah kenny can drive anything and that man b driivng everyone wild what can i say #that man always has a ticket for being Too Fine

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the-most-pathetic-edge-marquis · 1 year

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what if rosalie saved bella in port angeles? this idea has been gnawing on my brain since LITERALLY 2019, (inspired by this text post by @issheevenitalian) and i finally wrote it...

a terrible and glorious goddess

as always, for those who prefer to read on tumblr:

Headlights suddenly flew around the corner, the car almost hitting the stocky one, forcing him to jump back toward the sidewalk. I dove into the road — this car was going to stop, or have to hit me.

And at the last possible second, it did. The car—sleek, gleaming black and entirely unfamiliar—spun neatly, and skidded to a halt with tires inches from my toes. The passenger door flew open.

“Get in.”

For a moment, I froze, rooted to the asphalt. I knew that voice. Clear, mesmerizing—and unmistakably, furiously, ice-cold.

But the panic still thundering through my veins was stronger than the misgivings. Shadows flickered as the hunters started to regroup—

I was in the car faster than my thoughts, door slamming behind me. The noise rattled into my jaw—I flinched—

The locks clicked down.

“It’s okay,” said Rosalie Hale. “It’s okay. I’m here. I have you.”

The engine snarled, and the car spun again, surging forward. For a second through the dashboard, I glimpsed pale, gaping faces as the men scattered.

Relief crashed through me, battering my lungs. I crumpled, gasping. Adrenaline screamed, clawing at my throat, left suddenly with nowhere to go—nowhere for the sick determination, the if I’m going, I’m taking someone with me—

My legs bounced furiously. I gritted my teeth, dragged them up to my chest and clung tight—go, go, go—my sneakers squeaked against leather, oh, I was leaving muddy footprints on the seat—

New panic seized my throat and squeezed. Remembering Rosalie’s eyes across the cafeteria. Pitch-black, ice-cold, hating me.

And I was alone with her—

I closed my eyes. My head throbbed in time with my heartbeat, the painful static in my fingertips. I pressed my forehead into my knees, trying to focus on just that. The grain of my jeans felt warm, scraping against my skin, which was probably a bad sign…

Something rustled, and then the heater clicked on. Warm air tumbled from the vent, ghosting across the back of my head and down my neck—I was shuddering, I realized, and I didn’t know how to stop.

“I’m sorry,” Rosalie said, “that I probably haven’t made the best impression before now.”

For a dizzy second, I considered laughing. That was definitely one way to put it.

“But you are safe with me, I promise you.”

“I—” I managed, before the words stuck on my dry tongue. I needed to say something, had to, the better part of me knew, because she did just save me from—my breath raced out of control again—

“Take your time,” she said, quietly—the ice in her voice was inexplicably, entirely gone. For a second, I was dizzy with the sound of it. Melodic, low-pitched and resonant into my bones. Beautiful. Barely even human…

“Would it be okay if I turned on some music?”

I managed to mumble something like a yes in response. Fabric rustled again, a button clicked. The speakers whirred for a second, and then soft blues started tumbling through the car. It was...nice.

Slow, turned down just quiet enough I couldn’t quite make out the crooned words. For a moment, I was back in my cramped kitchen in Phoenix, stirring the soup and laughing as Mom paused her carrot-chopping to exclaim I love this song! Spinning and sashaying, mock-conducting with the vegetable knife, as the tiny radio on our counter clicked and sputtered into a cascade of piano chords...

I swallowed, and found it in me to exhale.

Rosalie was doing the same, I realized as soon as I did, breathing a slow, easy rhythm. I let it guide me. Clung to the warmth of the music and the memories of home, matching my inhales and exhales to her steady ones…

The song faded to a finish, and in the moment of silence, I pushed myself back to sitting straight up.

We’d made it back to the main streets already somehow, streetlamps and the glow of storefronts flooding the car’s sleek interior with light. It limned the edges of my rescuer’s face, turned her spill of blonde hair to impossible, burning gold.

“Thank you,” I rasped.

“Of course.” Rosalie pulled her eyes off the road to look at me—softly. (They were gold now too, instead of black. Just like Edward, before…)

My shoulders dropped, and I realized belatedly I’d braced for a flinch, for the cold anger I couldn’t help remembering her with. But I couldn’t find even a hint of it. Even the slight, frustrated furrow of her eyebrows was human somehow—much more so than the stony cast they had every other time I’d looked at her.

“Did you drive yourself here?” she asked. Too late, I realized I was staring—ducked my head to let my hair tumble between us, and hide the warmth I could feel flooding my cheeks.

“No, um, I was here with Jessica and Angela.” Eyes bouncing desperately, anywhere but her, I caught sight of the clock in the dashboard, clicking up to 6:43. “Oh no, actually, they’re probably really worried, I was supposed to meet them for dinner—”

“Do you remember where?” The car eased to a stop at a red light. She glanced over again, and again I couldn’t help looking back—realized I was twisting my hair around my fingers, tugging it painfully tight, and crossed my arms instead.

“La Bella Italia?” It came out far squeakier than I’d meant it to. I dug my nails into my sides.

She just nodded.

“That’s not far from here.” She smiled, (barely, just a twitch of the right side of her lips, curving up around the small mole just above them, but my stomach still fluttered), then her face went stone-still. Like she was turning over her next words with all of her concentration. “Before we meet up with them...do you want to talk to the police?”

I…

Oh.

For a second, the moment echoed—the knowing, every intention as clear as if they were screaming them, my feet stumbling on the sidewalk, legs burning, breath fluttering, sweat cold in my fist—

My leg bounced again, faster, inches from slamming into the glovebox. Stop, I thought, but I didn’t know how—

“Do—do you think I should?”

It was a cheap question. I could picture all too easily the men, still prowling—except angry now. Someone else, walking alone, not thinking about where—

I dragged my gaze back to Rosalie, off my jumping leg. The light turned, washing green through the car, over her frozen-contemplative face.

“I understand if you don’t,” she said—slowly, every word weighed. “I know it can be difficult, and the police themselves are…hmm. Less than ideal. But to be completely honest, if you don’t want to be...involved, I will still take steps.”

“Take steps?” My voice cracked.

She glanced over, her eyes apologetic—but her lips pursed, some of the ice creeping back in.

“I’m sure Edward—” Her voice wavered slightly derisively on his name, and I was hit again with that bizarre urge to laugh—“has let slip enough for you to put together that we’re not exactly human.”

I bit my lip. This, even more than Edward’s questions or jokes about theories, felt…dangerous.

She was still talking.

“As a result, it would be…simple…for me to get them turned over to the police…or to handle them myself.”

I couldn’t help my shudder—even feeling her eyes on me, intense in an entirely different way than her anger.

“Bella. No one should have to experience something like what you just did. And I absolutely will not let them get away with it.”

“I—” Everything was stuck in my throat. Flashes—

Imagining the police station, the cold clinical lights and dry voices and impatience with the panic strangling me, the phone call to Charlie, his bristling rage—

Back on that sidewalk, listening to the rasp of footsteps—imagining someone else, without the luck, (was it luck?), of Rosalie and the flash of her headlights—

But I was imagining, too, what handle them meant. Remembering that deep, stomach-turning anger. My dreams, painted in red.

“I’m sorry,” Rosalie said suddenly. I looked back up. The furrow between her perfect eyebrows was deeper now, gaze locked on the road. “I didn’t mean to push. You don’t have to decide now.”

The car glided through a turn. She breathed—shallowly, oddly deliberate—and then her eyes were on me again.

“Even if you do decide you want to go to the police, it can wait until after we find your friends. I’d be happy to stay long enough to take you, and drive you home afterward.”

Her smile was cautious—maybe even a little sad—but some of the tension bled out of my shoulders anyway. Her lips curved even more in response.

The car purred along for a few minutes more, silent except for the tumble of the blues—no singer in this one, just a trombone thrumming a warm solo over the quiet piano…

“Is that them?”

The world spun back into resolution at the sound of Rosalie’s voice. A hazy spill of light and dark became window glass, the curb rushing up as she parked expertly—and on the other side of it, two figures. Jess was pacing and waving her arms, Angela leaned against a streetlamp, flipping a cell phone nervously between her hands.

“Yeah.” I glanced over at Rosalie Hale—cold, aloof, infamous, inhuman—

“Well, they do look worried,” was all she said. This time I did laugh, just a little. Her smile turned smug. “After you?”

#is this original content?#it is!#btw by 'i finally wrote it' i mean that i #cleaned up the grammar MINIMALLY on that draft from 2019 #so. you know. grain of salt etc #anyways #i don't write much (read: any) bella/rosalie but i do read a lot of it #and it's always fun #it's also always typically casting rosalie in edward's canon role?#like. bella's her singer. she saves bella from the van. bella has to sit next to her in a class.#and idk i really enjoy the concept that edward is still bella's introduction to the supernatural #but she falls in love with rosalie anyways #so. yeehaw i guess

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