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rocky's crew dying from radiation exposure, something humans go to great lengths to prevent and are very scared of and ryland's crew dying in their "sleep" with nobody watching, something eridians go to great lengths to prevent and are very scared of. cool book that is easy to read through your tears.
Where is that oneshot where Shen Yuan transmigrates into Ming Fan and post-abyss Huan Hua Luo Binghe is planning (their) wedding and SY!Ming Fan assumes that Binghe's planning another person's wedding please help me
https://archiveofourown.org/works/74207791
it’s probably this !
YES IT IS! THANK YOU😭🙏🙏🙏🙏
Where is that oneshot where Shen Yuan transmigrates into Ming Fan and post-abyss Huan Hua Luo Binghe is planning (their) wedding and SY!Ming Fan assumes that Binghe's planning another person's wedding please help me
https://archiveofourown.org/works/74207791
it’s probably this !
THE 4TH CHAPTER OF WING BONES TOUCHING IS UP!
Cherry Pie
While AO3 is down I will try to post some shorts to keep you fed.
Jason doesn’t mean to make a spectacle of himself.
Actually, that’s a lie.
Jason lives to make a spectacle of himself.
Tim realizes this the moment Jason kicks the door to the safehouse open with his boot, helmet tucked under one arm, leather jacket unzipped just enough to show a patch of chest hair peeking from his V-cut shirt. And the smirk that’s about to ruin Tim’s entire evening.
Roy whistles low from the couch. “You rehearsing that entrance, or—”
“Shut up, Harper.”
Tim is trying very hard to focus on the schematics glowing on his tablet.
Very hard.
Jason drops his helmet on the table. It rolls. He catches it without looking. Show-off.
“Mission went smooth,” Jason says, leaning back against the table, crossing his arms. The movement pulls his jacket tight across his chest.
Tim swallows.
Roy looks between them. Grins slowly. “Oh. Oh, this is gonna be fun.”
“Roy,” Tim says sharply.
Jason’s gaze slides to Tim. Slow. Intent. “What?”
It’s the what that does it.
All lazy confidence and challenge.
Tim hates that tone.
He loves that tone.
“You’re bleeding,” Tim says, because it’s safer than saying, Why do you look like that? Why do you always look like that?
Jason glances down at his side like he forgot. “It’s nothing.”
“Sit.”
That tone works on Jason. Always has.
Jason pushes off the table and drops into the chair in front of Tim, spreading his legs slightly as he leans back.
Tim refuses to notice.
He absolutely notices.
Roy stands up. “I’m gonna go… anywhere else.”
“Coward,” Jason mutters.
Tim grabs the med kit and kneels between Jason’s knees to get a better angle at the wound.
And that is when everything becomes a problem.
Jason looks down at him.
Tim is very aware of it.
“Personal space,” Tim mutters.
“You’re the one kneeling.”
Tim’s ears burn. “I am trying to stop you from bleeding out.”
Jason’s grin sharpens. “You’re my favorite medic, you know that?”
Tim rolls his eyes, but his hands are steady as he peels back the damaged fabric. It’s a graze. Dramatic, but shallow.
Jason flexes under his touch.
On purpose.
Tim presses gauze harder than necessary.
Jason hisses. “Sadist.”
“Idiot.”
Jason tilts his head, watching him. Watching the way Tim’s lashes lower. The way his mouth presses thin when he’s concentrating.
Jason’s voice drops just slightly. “You always get like this when you’re worried.”
“I’m not worried.”
“Yeah?” Jason reaches up and hooks a finger under Tim’s chin, tilting his face up.
Tim freezes.
Roy makes a choking sound from the hallway and then retreats completely.
Jason’s thumb brushes just barely along Tim’s jaw. “You look worried.”
Tim’s breath stutters. He hates that Jason can do this. Just stand there all swagger and heat and reckless charm and make Tim feel like the center of the universe.
Jason leans in closer.
Close enough that Tim can feel the warmth of his breath.
“Relax,” Jason murmurs. “I’m not going anywhere.”
Tim’s hands tighten in Jason’s jacket.
“You’re impossible,” Tim whispers.
Jason grins.
“Yeah,” he says. “But I’m your impossible.”
And Tim, traitor that he is, leans forward the last inch.
The kiss is quick. Hot. Sharp. All teeth and laughter and challenge.
Jason tastes like adrenaline and gunpowder and something sweet Tim can’t name.
When they pull apart, Jason’s grin is victorious.
“See?” he says. “Worth the entrance.”
Tim shoves him lightly in the chest.
Jason barely moves.
“Next time,” Tim says, trying to recover some dignity, “you wait for backup.”
Jason leans back again, smirk deepening. “Where’s the fun in that?”
Tim stands, shaking his head — but he can’t hide the smile.
Jason watches him walk away, eyes dragging down and back up again.
“Hey, Tim?”
Tim pauses at the doorway. “What.”
Jason winks.
“You’re my cherry pie.”
There is a beat of silence.
Then Tim throws a roll of gauze at his head.
Jason laughs, loud and unrestrained, the sound echoing through the safehouse like something reckless and alive.
And Tim, despite himself, laughs too.
Big day for clowns!!!! (Me)
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I wasn‘t truly happy with how the one from a few days looked so i completely changed it
Dog | Explicit | 3424 words
“Should call you the Ottawa Puppies,” says the Toronto centre, Svensson. As an insult it makes no sense, so Ilya ignores it, until he continues, “Hear Hollander keeps you on a short leash.” Ilya is the captain, so if anything, he should be holding the leash. In English, you can be singular or plural, but he knows what Svensson is trying to say. He is saying Ilya Rozanov, you are Hollander’s bitch. “Only sometimes,” Ilya replies, grinning. He wins the face off. OR: Ilya trains himself to be a very, very good guard dog for Shane.
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Heheh first time here. Really nice seeing sky cotl community here (´ω｀)
Standstill
https://archiveofourown.org/works/75604476
Summary:
In which an Ancient ruin is discovered near Turin, New York.
What do you mean is The Fic abandoned? Obviously not, it's my baby, I was just holding it. What do you mean is it dead? Look, I got it right here, it's still very much alive. What do you mean am I going to write any more it? I was just writing it! I barely set it down!
... What do you mean it's been five years?
pale imitiation
sorry i blacked out all of october i went to japan and encountered the yakuza and they robbed me in exchange for chiikawa merch
in the tags of the og post, i wrote that ive been busy doing comms. this is one i've recently done that i really like <3
I made my friend's skykid... again!
More doodles 🐴☝️
had to of sucked for chat when they realized they were called in by tommy and not schlatt
