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[not-poignant]

Daily excerpt from today's writing, chapter 78 of A Stain that Won't Dissolve:

They were halfway down the mountain steps when Alex exhaled hard, already out of breath. ‘Fuck this mountain,’ he said. ‘My knees are killing me,’ Sebastian said. ‘You old fucking man,’ Alex groused. ‘How are you going to be useful at all with your dick if you can’t even get some thrusting action behind those- Hey! No! No tickling!’ Sebastian had an infectious, gleeful light in his eyes, even as they both held their hands up in an immediate truce. Sebastian had tried to tickle Alex, Alex had tried to return the favour, and now they were at a stand-off. When Sebastian laughed, plumes of steam followed into the night sky. ‘You don’t have to worry about how well I can fuck, trust me,’ Sebastian said. ‘Although, yeah, maybe I need to get more steps into my fitness regimen.’ ‘“Fitness regimen,”’ Alex mocked, and then jogged down the next ten steps just to prove he could, while Sebastian took them slower, and scowled as Alex waited for him to catch up. ‘Should just make you fucking ride me,’ Sebastian muttered. Alex’s cheeks were warm from more than the workout, and as they finally reached the path through the cemetery, Alex pressed his cool palms to them. ‘We have to stop talking about this now, so the ghosts of my grandparents don’t hear about our sex life.’ ‘They’re not hanging out here,’ Sebastian said incredulously. ‘Just in case!’ Alex said. ‘How’s it gonna feel when I die, and I see them? And Grandma Evelyn knows way too much about you and me?’

[suis0u]

After a while of standing there, aimlessly, he walked towards the back of the house, the garden that he knew waited beyond a second, more formal living room. He heard Hank get up and follow him, wondered if Hank thought he was escaping. But Hank’s footsteps were slow, and Connor ended up standing barefoot in a large circle of green grass, with a rusting swing set in one corner, circled by the new strains of roses that didn’t die of fungal rot in the face of constant rains and sticky humidity.

It wasn’t their season, but one was still gamely flowering, the blossoms cheerful and pale pink. The sky above was clear for once, and Connor looked up at it, breathing in air that still felt wet somehow. The land giving up its water as vapour.

He didn’t turn to see if Hank watched him. He stood and looked at everything alive, and almost laughed, because this was so much nicer than his apartment. It was even nicer than the house he’d grown up in. He was dizzy and sore, his knees still hurt, he couldn’t get Hank’s voice out of his head:

‘You humans are so fucking fragile.’

Maybe that was true. But Connor hadn’t gone to an organisation to get his memories wiped out of his head. Not at any point in his life. He drank too much, did stupid things, but never that. So their fragility was shared, just different.

Someone else would have better judgement about it all, but Connor wasn’t someone else, and that closed the door on it.

He startled when his phone buzzed in his pocket, and drew it out, feeling queasy at the thought that it might be Zlatko.

No. His father. The name Richard Perkins came up in his phone.

He answered, feeling abruptly shaky. He pressed the phone to his ear, and before he could speak:

‘Connor, where the fuck are you?’

Finally finished my third illustration for “Eversion” by thespectaclesofthor @ AO3. It’s inspired by the end-scene from the the 10th chapter.

[capillata]

looking good for a weekend update re: The Beast that Chose Its Own Bridle but a word of warning, it really is just like 6k of Murtagh getting absolutely served by two friends for abandoning Felix in the middle of intense subdrop. 

That’s it, that’s the chapter. It turns out one of my favourite things to write atm is ‘you fucked up oh god you fucked up look at it, you took a perfectly good wizard and gave it anxiety’

(not that felix was ever mentally sound but look i)

[thermie]

Eversion, a playlist by Māra Alksne on Spotify

A vague playlist for thespectaclesofthor's Eversion on ao3 - a Detroit: Become Androit fic that you should go read if you're into gratuitious whump and humiliation. Uhh, don't judge my preferences. // Will probs be updated as the fic updates!

I don’t know who still even is alive on tumblr, but hey, I made an Eversion playlist! @not-poignant :3

[susanneoh]

Detroit: Become human  - Reverse AU

Scene from thespectaclesofthor‘s fanfiction -> Eversion <-

Connors father assigns  RK800, aka Hank, to Conner without his consent and he immediately wants to get rid of him.

[melon-cloudy-blog]

Everyone carries a child in them... even if they don’t want to admit it.

thespectaclesofthor, The Wind That Cuts the Night

[not-poignant]

Stardew Valley - 81/81 (END) - A Stain that Won’t Dissolve - Alex/Sebastian

Title: A Stain that Won’t Dissolve Rating: Explicit Pairing: Alex/Sebastian Tags: Hurt/comfort, aged-up characters (mid 20s), minor character death, angst, injury, grief, miscommunication, bullying, enemies to lovers, dubious consent, internalised homophobia, closeted character, past child abuse, dyslexia, antagonist farmer, unrequited love, pining, acceptance, top!Sebastian, bottom!Alex, power dynamics, happy ending.

Summary: Alex hates Sebastian – which is great because Sebastian more than returns the favour – and what starts out as revenge fantasy turns into unironic lust, which evolves into unrequited love. Alex gets a job, Sebastian marries the farmer, and both of them lose almost everything before finding each other again. A story of two mutual bullies who learn how to messily grow up.

A Stain that Won’t Dissolve - Chapter 81 - I'm A Heart

In which Alex’s life continues, Farmer Martingale asks if they can talk, he thinks about the past, and contemplates the possibility of marriage.

[not-poignant]

Baldur’s Gate 3 - 41/? - Palmarosa - Astarion/Raphael

Title: Palmarosa Rating: Explicit Pairing: Astarion/Raphael Tags: (Check AO3 for the full list) Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Deals with a devil, Contracted sexual slavery, Bad BDSM etiquette, PTSD, Communication issues, Flashbacks, Trauma recovery and Retraumatisation, Dark and disturbing themes, Blood consumption, Minor character death, Canon typical violence, Dominance/submission, Top Raphael, Bottom Astarion etc.

Summary: (Set post-game / end-game) The love of Astarion’s life has disappeared to go live in the daylight with the druids, and Astarion is stuck in the darkness once more, yearning for sunlight with every fibre of his being, while bitterly reflecting on all the things that were denied to him in the end - love, sunlight, the option to kill thousands of people and become a near-god…

Raphael knows Astarion’s desperate, and comes to him with not one, but two horrid contract offers that Astarion loathes and dreads in equal measure - but the prize at the end of both are too good to turn down, and he’s become too cynical to care about how much of a good idea it is to give his body to a devil for a month or two, because really, comparatively, how bad could it be?

Palmarosa (Baldur’s Gate 3) - Raphael/Astarion - 41 - Tender Mayhem

In which Raphael’s menu items continue to appear, and Astarion is forced to comment on everything happening, revealing more about his own proclivities in the bedroom, exposing raw nerves, revealing truths that extend back not just months or years, but centuries.