#plus winter

[yooniestummy]

fall is seriously the best time of year 🍂

good weather, good vibes, good seasonal inspired sickfic content…

ugh i love it all sm.

[powertaco]

New perspective 2/3 A table for two, but leave space for a third

Winter and Ruby have a fun outing, and Winter makes a few…realizations as Weiss comes to her own conclusions.

Hopefully nothing can ruin the evening.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[aki-draws-things]

Listen, I dreamed it so why not putting the dream into words?

Hydra husbands+winter running from danger. Danger being bloody Pennywise. Because I'm terrified of clowns, I'm currently binge reading It, and since watching the films I've had my share of nightmares...

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"can I shoot it?"

"dunno Winter... Last time it stood right back up."

Brock peaked out of the bush they were all hiding in, one shand still pressed over Jack's mouth, afraid he would make any kind of noise and attract the... Thing. Jack, in the other hand squirmed next to him, his hands still grabbing Winter's tac suit, trembling like a leaf and definitely not looking like the fearsome SIC of strike. Not that they would blame him.

"maybe I didn't hit it properly."

"you shot It in the bloody head Winter. That's properly enough for me." jack squeaked, he honest to God let out a very low, pitched voice, his eyes still wide and scared.

"well, maybe this time I'll have more luck. Come on, we need to get back to the quinjet, let's lose this clown behind us."

Sweat was rolling down Jack's forehead, his breathe fast and heavy, never before they saw him that much scared, and they hated every second of it.

"you can't. - he mumbled, shaky hands finding his gear again, his voice almost trapped in the throat. - It can't be killed... It--"

He whined, closing his eyes tight and biting his lower lip. Winter aimed and fired with the rifle, the clown fell back, a bit comically perhaps, and Brock took the chance the drag jack back on his feet and start running toward the jet.

They didn't see it raise back on the large, silvery shoes, smile in a defermed mouth full of teeth and wobble fast, too fast, toward them.

"little kid, stupid kid... Jackie~~" he called, like honey. "Jackie, why don't you want to join us?"

[strangerrolls]

My world consists of 4-5 settings in the school year. Like for me to get outside that is so much work.

[meefling]

I haven't showered in literally a week. Hahahahaha whoops >____>;;;;