#pugoata

[chaoticevilspacewitch]

I really wish I could read Anchor again for the first time. It's just so quintessentially Yang & Blake. Thinking about them makes me cry a little bit.

[marilliaarts]

@pugoata ´s new fanfic "Tideline"  is so good!😭 Y'all really need to check it out if you haven't already!! I fell in love instantly 🥰 I can’t wait for more.<33

[flappy-dragon53]

Sometimes I am just astonished by fanfic writers. One the the writers I follow on ao3 has a fic that’s 212,000 words long. That longer than the deathly hallows. That is literally insane. They don’t get paid for this. They don’t get famous. They straight up sit down and be like: I’m going to write a full length novel for nothing but kudos and comments. Fanfic writers are amazing and insane.

[lucytara]

when u successfully get ur friends into ur current obsession

[saigamiproject]

Starry sky over the Solitas desert  My humble tribute art to the grand finale of Gunslinger, capturing this small but beautiful moment from the last chapter. <3 (Spoilers??)  Huge congrats to you @pugoata for this epic and massive story! It's been quite an emotional journey and I loved every minute of it! <3 Also thank you for including this scene. ;) <3  Check out Gunslinger and her other fics, you won't regret it: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20365291/chapters/48293716  

[bumblebyficrecs]

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

Rating: Mature

Summary:  Blake Belladonna was bad luck. At least, this was Adam’s excuse when their crops began to fail. She was a curse, he liked to say. She began to dread each moment spent alone with him, and how quickly his eyes would flash with anger. Blake wasn’t a superstitious woman, but after a while, it was hard not to feel like she was cursed. Maybe he had a point.

But curses weren’t the only superstition in their village. One night, Blake heard a sweet song echoing through the valley. Blake had never heard of a banshee before, but she couldn’t believe that such a beautiful song could be an omen of death. There had to be more to it than that. So it was refreshing, to meet someone who agreed with her.

“You know,” Yang remarked, tilting her head thoughtfully. “You almost make me want to sing.”

[thecousinsdangereux]

over the wide skies up above (and the earth below).... please say you have a morsel, a crumb...

The next chapter for this is...… not at all written, but has been started! lol For you, Margaret, I will share: 

“Weiss Schnee formally invites you to her annual Vernal Equinox Celebration,” Ruby announces, with a low bow that nearly tips her over. “And asks that you use the included RSVP card to denote your attendance post — posthastenedly.” 

 “This is — ” Blake searches for a word that isn’t insulting. It takes three full seconds and she still falls short. “ — Weird.” 

“Super weird,” Ruby agrees, straightening up like one of those inflatable tube-men often found in used car lots. “But I’m glad you’ll be there! I know we haven’t really met because I only saw you that one time you were at the apartment and I was running late for my digital culture class and —  ” Ruby’s eyes, startlingly silver in color, go wide. “Wait, oh! Should I have re-introduced myself? I’m Yang’s sister, Weiss’s friend, their other roommate; take your pick, I’ve got more!” 

“No, I — ” Blake can’t help her laugh; there’s a world of difference between the two sisters, but the ability to instantly charm is something they share (though they go about it in radically different ways). “I remember you, Ruby. Yang talks about you pretty often.”

[sunnyteea]

you tagged my GIRLFRIEND??? just so I COULDN'T??? YOU'RE SUCH AN ASSHOLE, ENJOY THIS HATEMAIL YOU JERK

oh my god.... hatemail from the margaret patagonia??? i really made it you guys