#true elision

[ceaselesslyhoping]

Can't believe True Elision has updated after all this time and I didn't even know about it till now. It's been years and it's still so good.

[deimosluna-blog]

7 lines from your WIP meme

tagging my goddamn self for some motivation. I only have one WIP that matters:

Flashback 1944:

It was Bucky’s turn at night watch, but Steve had noticed the bags under Bucky’s eyes that refused to go away. Had begun to fall familiar to the heavy way he’d been carrying himself and volunteered. Which of course, earned a heated glare that would shoot a regular man dead by the force of it. 

Bucky had told him, very loudly, to fuck off. Not giving a damn about public insubordination, and to give him some breathing room. That only made Steve dig his heels in harder, stick closer, until their combined bull-headedness led to them both sharing the night post.

“I’m gonna find us some place nice when we get outta this fucking hell Steve,” Bucky finally said after a long silence that went from tense to something familiar, that made Steve’s shoulders ease up. “East Greenwich, Manhattan…” Bucky had said. Dernier’s rotgut was in his gloved hands while he and Steve sat under a tree at camp. There was barely a sip left. Bucky had drank it all himself.

“You planning on marrying the queen?” Steve remarked and felt Bucky’s elbow dig into his side.

“M’serious. You, me and East Greenwich. You watch.” He took another swing and grimaced before handing it to Steve who drank it just because.

Steve finished it, not wanting to see Bucky drink any more and wiped his mouth, wincing after the burn. “Like we can afford it.”

Bucky gave him an unimpressed look. “You’re Captain America. And quit shittin’ on our dreams.”

“Right.”

“Five bucks says yer wrong.”

Steve chuckled lowly and knocked his knee to Bucky’s out of habit. “Whatever you say Buck.”

Tagging: @captainbeardburn @relenafanel  @delfeur @whtaft and whoever wants to share!

[deimosluna-blog]

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

Chapters: 2/3 Fandom: Captain America (Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Natasha Romanov, Clint Barton, various side characters, Original Characters, Peggy Carter Summary: "I know you don’t believe in fate, but I’ve got to tell you that shaking your hand that first time felt like the end refrain of some grand cosmic blueprint. I’m not trying to say we were always leading up to this. Except I can’t shake the feeling that we were."

Part 2 is up! Hallelujah.  

[deimosluna-blog]

that hollow and dead feeling when you remember that one fic that was never completed and will forever haunt you

[light-kun]

Raito-kun suffers from an obsessive compulsive disorder comparable only to old spinsters and passive homosexuals.

L Lawliet, True Elision

[light-kun]

I'm really glad you asked, actually. Because, you see, since I always wanted to be a detective and you were my idol, I thought of having a huge black "L" done across my arse.

Light Yagami to L Lawliet, True Elision

[light-kun]

He'd lived greatness...he'd lived magnificence. Even if Kira's ideas were a lie, in the end his life had been exceptional, hadn't it...?

True Elision

[light-kun]

People's lives are supposed to be interconnected. But they're not connected at all, Raito thought bitterly. Each person is just a speck, a glimmering presence in another's life. Each person one sees walking down the opposite side of the street is just a fleeting second of an hour in one's life. After that, it's all dust, and those two people shall never meet again. In every second of every minute of every hour, a person in your life – a potential soul mate – dies, and you never even get the chance to meet them.

True Elision