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me, desperate, begging on my knees: please just have one coherent fucking thought
my absolute shit brain:
me, having been ignored for approximately .5 seconds:
Losing Time
a moodbaord for the @youhearstatic fic by the same name
happy one year to a great fic!
okay listen to me: they’re in love
[ID: Five drawings of Barry and Lup. Barry is a middle aged man with brown hair and pale skin. Lup is a tanned skinned elf woman with curly blonde hair. First drawing is Lup and Barry heavily asleep on each other. Second drawing is of Barry giving Lup a kiss on the forehead, they’re both wearing robes. Third drawing is of Lup sitting on Barry’s lap, her body outstretched on the arm chair he’s in. She sips something in a mug while he reads from a book titled” Necromancy for modern minds. Fourth image is of Lup and Barry walking side by side in modern clothing. Barry wears a read jacket and Lup wears a red cropped swear, both of which have the ipre badge. Fifth image is of Barry lowering Lup into a dramatic dip, she’s wearing a long red gown and red rose in her hair End ID.]
A love letter to Barry Bluejeans of sorts: part one of the whole campaign of The Adventure Zone: Balance (and then some) told from Barry’s point of view. This is their Stolen Century.
Chapter 45 - Moments
In Chapter 45: Barry and Lup prepare to move forward with their plan by gathering important moments with the people they care about.
“Your turn, babe,” she says with a wink, fire still crackling around them as her magic subsides. She’s sculpted a perfect blazing heart around them, not touching a single blade of grass or tree leaf or the two of them at all. “Why don’t you try that ‘olly olly oxen free’ thing?
Barry nods, takes a deep breath, and focuses on the feel of her hand in his after their duet, on that perfect, shining moment in the elevator together, and on the feeling of her eyes watching him right now. He spins up his magic from that, simply concentrating on “Stop” and when he looks around, everything has. Her magic has gone still, the flames frozen in place. Beyond the unmoving fiery heart, the world has also come to a standstill. The crackle of flames, the rustle of leaves, the call of birds, and thrum of insects - all of it has ceased.
“Holy shit, Barry.” Lup cancels her spell and they watch as it collapses slowly. She steps out of the space it had surrounded and reaches up to pull a leaf from a tree. It pulls loose without a fight but when she drops it, it hangs in the air until she takes it again. “That’s some bullet time effect there, babe.”
Returning to his side she pulls him into a kiss and the spell falters, time skittering forward again as his concentration shifts. And then he’s just kissing Lup, unaware of the world around them.
When they pull apart, she looks around and laughs. “Well, I’ve heard of a kiss stopping time, but I just started it again.”
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Students: hey can we park in the parking lots on this campus we already pay hundreds of thousands of dollars to live on? Universities: