#silentwalrus1

[caitbird]

Fic cover I made for snipers solve 99% of all problems, by @silentwalrus1. Read it on ao3 here!

[raspberrybody]

pastel fried shrimp

trying real hard to nibble @silentwalrus1 's style.

[yesand87]

Good Romance

Inspired by Silentwalrus1

just fanart things

if i can’t full-ass environments i can at least half-ass these two

Bucky slid the patio door shut with his elbow, a near-empty bowl of fruit salad still in his hands.

"Well, that's everything," he said, as he placed in on the counter alongside the rest of the leftovers.

Steve looked up from the deviled eggs he was transferring into tupperware. One glance told him what he could have already guessed; Bucky was exhausted.

Steve quickly tossed the rest of the eggs into the container and snapped it shut.

"How'd ya feel about going to a matinee to celebrate a successful house warming?" he asked with forced ease. Pulling open a drawer, he tossed a roll of saran wrap to Bucky, and kept the tin foil for himself.

"Isn't the /celebration/ supposed to be the celebration?" Bucky asked while covering the pasta salad. "And when'd you get so lazy about putting up food?"

Steve gave Bucky an earnest smile. "Just excited to spend time alone with my best guy s'all." He gestured to the sealed containers. "Why don't you get changed and I'll put this stuff away, okay?"

Bucky nodded and left. He could tell Steve was up to something, but he couldn't tell if it was a good-something or a stupid-something.

He had just finished getting dressed when Steve came into the bedroom.

"Wow," Steve beamed. "You look amazing."

Bucky slapped his side. "Shut up, Stevie. I'm just wearing a t-shirt and jeans." He shrugged, "It's nothin special."

Whatever he was expecting, it wasn't for Steve to shove him onto the bed.

Shocked into stillness, Bucky gazed up at Steve, who hovered just above him.

"Hey Buck?" Steve whispered.

"Yeah Stevie?"

"I know you don't like talking about it, but I'm really proud of you. That was all of our friends in one place; friends who all happen to be very loud people."

Bucky was ready to shrug off the praise, but Steve moved his hand to gently cup Bucky's face, guiding his eyes back to Steve's.

"You did good, Buck."

As soon as Steve said those words, Bucky felt all the tension drain from his body.

"Yeah?" He smiled hesitantly.

"Yeah, sweetheart." Steve rubbed their noses together. "You're always good for me."

As Steve leaned in for a kiss, Bucky wrapped his legs around his husband's torso, reveling in the feeling of so much contact between their bodies.

Things were good. Things felt like the hazy afternoon sun that made you want to take a cat nap. Things felt like going to your garden, only to find your seeds sprouted overnight. Things felt like every daydream he had as a kid about what love would feel like, except now he knew it was possible.

"God, I love you, Steve."

Steve laid his head on Bucky's chest, taking in its warmth, listening to Bucky's heartbeat.

"I love you too, pal"

[earlgraytay]

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

So I’ve been reading this Harry Potter/Fullmetal Alchemist crossover fic.

If you are remotely interested in crossover fic- particularly plot-heavy cynical-but-not-grimdark crossover fic that’s as focused on the worlds colliding as it is on the characters colliding- then you should pick this one up if you get the chance. 

[marvelouslemon]

Reading snipers solve 99% of all problems by silentwalrus has reignited my love for FMA i forgot how much i love everyone  while simultaneously punching the harry potter plot holes to shred. I die every time the names go through the translation stone. “gin ee”. I think I’m in love 

based on chap 66 author’s note: “al: my brother thinks he’s the one lurking protectively behind me holding a big hammer but in fact it is i standing behind him and i am the biggest hammer of all”

The green color was chosen randomly, but it fits unexpectedly well???? coughcough slytherin also this is my way of declaring my love to Al and silentwalrus1

[dayportart]

A scene inspired by @gracelesso & @silentwalrus1 ‘s fma fanfic ‘quid pro quo’ over on ao3. I have a weakness for Roy Mustang, and vampires, so here we are. 

[birthdaytoast]

Seeing other artists with more skill and better artistic ability inspires me to try new things I wouldn’t have tried before

[inukagome15]

Okay, this is the last thing I threw together for @silentwalrus1′s magnificent fic snipers solve 99% of all problems, a lovely and hysterical HP and FMA crossover. Please do yourself a favor and read it.

Featured in Chapter 15:

“I spoke parcel mouth, slaughtered thirty chickens with my bare hands in an hour and opened the chamber of secrets,” Miss Redhead says, rolling her eyes. “That wasn’t exactly my normal eleven year old skillset.”