mooncoloredpeaches

• julia | lia • wherever my random brainrots will take me •

[mooncoloredpeaches]

the glimpse of us tiktok trend but for mav it just hits so much harder because when he looks into rooster’s eyes when he sees the rivalry between him and hangman he’s not only reminded of goose, but now of ice too. two of the people he loved the most.

‘cause sometimes i look in your eyes

and that’s where i find

a glimpse of us

[atlas-and-the-time]

The greater grief

[rwoh]

Concept: there's so much pushback against Zuko marrying someone from the Water Tribe (something about foreign interests idk) that he turns around and says "ok I'll find someone else"

He turns up the next day, and introduces his new suitor. "This is Wang Fire, respected veteran and citizen of the fire nation."

He produces all of the legal documents proving that Wang Fire is a citizen, and the council wants to argue that it's just Sokka in red with a beard, but they can't because whenever he shows up in blue, Zuko refers to him as "Ambassador Sokka."

[firelord-boomerang]

Maybe they take it a step further (and drive everyone a bit more crazy) Sokka says in a scandalous voice "How could I be married to Zuko when I'm already married to Lee from the Earth Kingdom? You know Lee? Everyone knows Lee with the Good Tea from the Teashop." When he shows proof, it's just a picture of Zuko wearing green holding a teapot.

And everyone just seethes.

[industrations]

Domestic lads

[industrations]

🎶our house is a very very very fine house🎵

[nothingtoseeherebyeexx]

it was indeed snake-y propaganda.

a bit quick but here’s the comic i was telling you about !!

i also had an alicissa fanart idea i can’t wait to start ;))

[falsekingfrancis]

For anyone who also cannot stop thinking about dead gay wizards

Here’s some fun and fresh facts for you

The Length of:

ATYD: 526,969 words

Choices: 624,187 words

Crimson Rivers: 720,011 words

The FUCKING Bible: 783,137 words

ALSO

50,000 words is about 200 pages

WHICH MEANS

The shortest of those works is

2000 FUCKING PAGES

We all need mental help

[nothingtoseeherebyeexx]

this was inspired by a @/avesinhogwarts tik tok she’s made like AGES ago

tbf, the real rizz lord is remus, followed by marlene and peter

in the end the “few days” turned out to be barely 24 hrs lol

[quynhorlose]

james potter & sirius black in crimson rivers by @mayzarbewithyou

[mirrorparody]

Harry: Yeah and this is my girlfriend, Ginny

Sirius: Isn’t she Ron’s little sister?

Harry: Yeah but-

Sirius: Youre dating your best friend little sibling? WHAT IS IT WITH YOU POTTERS?! YOU ARE JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER HARRY GODDAMNIT

Harry: What?

Sirius: *Staring up at the sky* ARE YOU HAPPY NOW JAMES? HES TAKING AFTER YOU! YOU LITTLE BROTHERFUCKER!

[aeteut]

crimson rivers sirius and regulus are very personal to me

By likeafunerall, and reposted with permission.

[shinidamachu]

Brazilians in Qatar challenging people to a dance off is the best thing that happened in the World Cup so far.

[24hrfrog]

Part 1? Sketch page following “Nothing Compares to You (Nothing, Nothing)” by StoriesofmyLife on ao3 (aka @victimofthemusic on here!) , getting back into drawing ice and mav 💚 nothin compares to them AHAHA

part 2

[kkumri]

nao’s birth pt 4: an honest heart 💙

[lexicrvg]

imagine this:

maverick, hangman and rooster just landed from their mission, everyone is cheering and there's a lot of people there but somehow rooster hears hangman screaming

"rooster, you big stud"

and everything falls silent, everyone is expecting something to happen so they can make sure they heard that correctly. maverick has a grin on his face.

"that's me, honey" rooster says, a little less loud since no one's talking anymore.

and for what feels like eternity, they both just stare at each other. grins on their faces and suddenly it feels like they're the only ones there, the hundreds of people already forgotten cause that moment is just theirs.

"take me to bed or lose me forever"

rooster can hear phoenix saying something like "holy jesus" and just knows she's trying not to laugh. maverick's grin has become a full smile and he looks so proud. everyone else's holding their breaths, waiting for roosters answer. they're both adrenaline high, and that's what rooster blames when he finally says

"lead the way home, honey"

and he does. jake runs and stops right in front of bradley, just long enough so he can steal a small kiss, take his hand and run away from the deck. the cheerings come back as they run, maverick yells "that's my boy!" and coyote swears he just saw phoenix handle bob some money.

[contrabandhothead]

awakened from my slumber for top gun: maverick as text posts

- none of the images or text posts belong to me

[natashatrace-deactivated2023020]

If Jake thinks about it too long, about being separated from this group he’s spent the better part of two months with, it makes his chest ache.

(Weighs down on his lungs so heavily that he has to fight for every inhale. Stings so deeply he has to press the heel of his hand into his ribs to stop the pain.)

So he makes a very conscious decision to not think about it.

//

He has orders to fly out in the morning to his next assignment. They all do. But tonight, they’re here on the beach, playing football by the light of the bonfire they’ve built and the patio lights of the Hard Deck, and if he doesn’t think about it —

if he doesn’t think about leaving, then the hole in his chest can’t swallow him up.

Phoenix comes to sit next to him on the sand, quietly watching with him as the next round of football starts, and Jake tries to watch anyone but Bradley.

He fails.

“You love him, don’t you,” Phoenix says, and she isn’t asking. She knows. Hell, Jake thinks she’s probably known it longer than he has, and that makes him uneasy.

He doesn’t know how she figured him out so fast.

Years ago, he would’ve deflected. Years ago, they weren’t anything real. Years ago, they’d fight and hook up and it didn’t matter because it wasn’t about knowing each other. Not really.

Bradley cheers at one of the catches Coyote makes, and his laughter carries across the beach easily despite the noise. Jake thinks he could pick him out of a crowd in seconds.

“Even if I do,” he finally answers, shrugging, “it wouldn’t matter. It ain’t worth it to fight for a long distance thing in this line of work.”

“… I heard you on the radio when his plane went down, Jake,” she says, voice oddly kind in a way that’s usually reserved for Bradley. “I’ve never heard you like that before.”

“What, angry? They weren’t gonna let me find him ‘til they knew about the F-14.”

“No,” Natasha replies. “You sounded - terrified.”

He swallows. Looks down at his hands in his lap. “I was. We all were. Thought we’d lost two of our best.”

“He’s more than just a pilot to you,” she says, scratching a hand over his back gently. It reminds him of their relationship in the academy, back before he and Rooster fought and she picked sides.

(He doesn’t blame her much. He’d have picked Rooster, too.)

Jake forces himself to watch as Bradley laughs with Mav about something, clearly planning some kind of trick play, and -

Christ.

“He’s everything, Nat,” Jake whispers, voice thick. “When the fuck did that happen?”

Again, she’s unfazed. Squeezes her hand over his shoulder.

“Tell him. You’ll be glad you did, Jake. Trust me.”

And he does trust her. So he tells him.

//

Telling him means finding out that he and Bradley have been given the same orders for their next assignment.

(Which Phoenix absolutely knew. Sneaky little devil. Jake adores her.)

“So, wouldn’t be long distance,” Bradley says, smiling a bit. “Might even be in the same bunks, Jake. You think we can handle that?”

Honestly? Jake doesn’t know. They’ve always been quick triggers with each other, ready to ignite and burn away everyone and everything in the path of their destruction.

But Bradley’s smiling at him, they’re boarding the same plane to the same destination, and every day of his foreseeable future will include this stubborn, smiling asshole of a man that makes Jake’s heart race.

He shakes his head fondly. “Guess I’d be willing to try if you are, Bradshaw.”

“Good,” he nods, picking up Jake’s bag along with his own. “Then let’s turn and burn, baby.”

“…. Rooster, you know this plane doesn’t do that.”

“Hangman, my god, it was a cool line. Official boyfriend rule number one: support my funny jokes.”

“Yes, dear.”