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oh or a sheep gem
wool hair
fic title: death & dissolution?
"you're that loser who was with rindo," shoka says, before she can stop herself. for a second he doesn't respond, doesn't turn around, some kind of tension in his shoulders she can't really place. "hey. hey. i'm talking to you-"
fret turns around, wearing the brightest, fakest grin she's ever seen. there's a dead, dull look in his eyes that gives it all away. he's not even trying. she recoils. "oh, heya shokie! good to see a familiar face in here, right?"
she yanks him down by the scarf, gets in his face. he doesn't try to fight her; that awful grin slips right off his face, and he just looks at her blankly. "why are you here," she hisses. "what happened to him-"
"i," fret says. stops. "i'm sorry-"
shoka knows, suddenly, what he's going to say, how he's going to continue in that horrible, hollow voice and she doesn't want to know. can't take it. "shut up. shut the fuck up, actually, i don't wanna hear another word out of your dumb mouth. i bet he just realized how fake you were and left you for the noise-"
fret exhales, sharp. she ignores the picture that paints in her head. "shoka-"
"didn't i just tell you to shut up?" shoka lets go of his scarf and shoves him back, scowling. "actually listen this time, loser, if i ever see you again i'm going to finish off the job the ruinbringers started, ok? do i need to spell it out for you? e-r-a-s-e. now go. go!"
her voice breaks on the last syllable. she tugs her hood down low and watches his feet, watches him take a step back, watches him hesitate. she whips out her pin and finally, finally he runs, probably for the door but it only matters that it's away from her.
shoka's hands shake, when she takes out her phone. you better not be dead out there, she texts. her thumb hovers over send and then presses down on backspace. deletes it all.
i met one of your friends, she says instead, to a line that'll never work again. i'm not impressed!
ok but who are //your// top five shippable blb guys
this feels like a question i could get cancelled for this could be the beginning of the end right here
i think that while my elfcommie posting has made more ppl like isaac it’s also gotten in the way of all of us seeing that he totally pulls
cannonball sports. ppl aren’t doing enough w her in general but also she deserves gfs
beck whitney. i mean i could name probably 5 beck ships rn but like the people are so right about that
hops chen should be in a slightly unhealthy relationship and once the right person comes along i’ll make that shit happen
uhhhhhh ji-eun loubert. another guy that doesn’t get enough done w him and also he’s hot
pedro and gloria 26
26. kissing the top of their head
Pedro barely steps onto the field before Gloria’s crashing into his side, so fast he can’t even see her coming.
“Bug!” He squeezes xem back, almost as hard.
“I’m mad at you,” xe says, still muffled into his shirt.
“That’s okay,” he responds, rubbing xyr back, “I would be too, if I were you.”
10 11 and 20!
10. a fic about my team
As Long as I Can by spacetimetrash is a short and sweet fic about Morse reuniting with his old team in s24 when the Garages and Talkers end up at the Hall together and I just. emotion of Morse I miss him
11. a fic that wasn’t about my team but i read it anyway and fell in love
ok this is a long one but I love Cedar's The Ballad of Moody Cookbook which has some fun and fresh takes on the Tigers while still managing to make them feel familiar… sometimes you're Just Some Guy and somehow end up captaining a blaseball team that becomes your family and then you die. except a whole lot of other stuff happens along the way too. anyway I love this fic
20. a fic about a main character of blaseball
Answering by C. R. Beanstalk is THE Jessica Telephone fic imo. It covers her whole career and there's just some really cool and creative stuff going on here, I'm still not over the ending
hmmm. for the dash osmosis q. supernatural?
ok so i did watch like. maybe about a season of supernatural? less than a season? and i also watched the finale ep when it aired just for fun. but. here’s what i know. dean and sam have to kill monsters bc their terrible dad has to kill monsters. and bc their mom died on fire on the ceiling and so did sams gf. eventually castiel shows up and he’s a gay angel. dean says “sammy!” a lot when he’s stressed. i feel like smth happens where like. they kill the devil or smth but it’s only like season 8 out of 15 so they have to keep inventing worse guys than the devil? there’s a fanfiction episode . one time dean talks a woman thru flirting w a man bc she’s gay and doesn’t know how, but dean does for some reason? they end up coparenting a child who . idk i cant keep track js he god is he gods kid is he the devils kid idk. sometimes there are women, but not very often. castiel goes to superhell for being gay, obviously we all know that one. lots of flannel. and demons sometimes.
silvaire + green space
In Boston, after the second day of the season, Silvaire buys herself a plant.
It’s a bromeliad that blooms pink, and she keeps it on the coffee table in her new apartment, where she can see it on her way out the door every day. She calls it Luis. Talks to it as though it were Luis, because she’d be talking to Luis anyway, and it’s easier to have an object to talk at instead of thin air. Not that she’s bothered by the eccentricity - but some people are. She could even throw her voice to talk back, if she wanted, but she doesn’t, and so the bromeliad sits in its pot and says nothing.
It looks lonely, though - however much a plant can look lonely - and so halfway through the season Silvaire buys a rosemary plant for the kitchen. Names it Chorby, because she intends to eat whatever it can give her, and she thinks they’d find it funny. She finds a stumpy little cactus at the hardware store and brings it home, names it Tillman, lets it live on the coffee table next to Luis (but not too close). A pilea for her bedside table is next - that’s Josh - and then she runs out of dead people she personally knows and starts naming them after alive people she misses, which is how she ends up with Finn the peace lily, and Bertie the money tree, and Kennedy the snake plant, and, and, and.
“Are these from the Garden?” Jacob asks after helping her bring groceries up one day. Silvaire still isn’t sure what to make of him, but he helps, and he has kind eyes. Maybe that’s enough.
“No,” she says. She doesn’t know if she’d dare bring anything from the Garden here, or trust it to play nice with the other plants. She respects the Garden and what it does, but voluntarily allowing it into the space where she comes to be alone is a different thing entirely. “These are mine. These are for me.”
“Well, they look happy,” Jacob says, hefting a paper bag full to bursting onto the counter next to the rosemary plant.
“Hm,” Silvaire says. “I hope so.”
12, 13 and 23!
12. favorite character to write about this year?
ooooo that's a REALLY tough one hmmmmm.... maybe logan horseman or mike townsend but in actuality probably (sigh) tillman. it's just fun to write about a sad little bastard man
13. favorite writing song/artist/album of the year
blink these are all the hardest questions wtf. probably "my dear friend" by we bless this mess but nagomi-specific i owe my life to jake for this album
23. fics you wanted to write but didnt
MAN THERE ARE SO MANY. i still want to write more about mike and logan roommates. valentine's goodbye to pedro before getting vaulted. potentially some stephen king's it fanfic bc you helped manifest the brainworms. OH AND HOW COULD I FORGET THE FINAL ACT OF THE BLASEBALL MONOLOGUES ABOUT NAGOMI AND YORK I *WILL* FINISH IT SOMEDAY
