Pannekoek’s A Press challenge videos are so fun. I love it when people turn something that appears simple on the surface into a puzzle to be solved, and I love it when people tell me deep dive details into a[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
This conversation about discord I’m having is SOOOOO indicative of the recent toxic trend of separating fandom into “providers” and consumers” rather than the old model of everyone being “community.” There is no meaningful distinction between the people who create[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“You’re drunk, Chris.” “And you aren’t?” “No.” Chris stared at Captain Wesker, in the dim, hazy light of the bar. There were a dozen empty beer bottles in front of them, but Chris couldn’t remember which were his, and which[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Crocodile wouldn’t have let anyone else in the world wash his hair but he was too tired to argue when Daz offered to do it for him on the ship as they sailed away from Marineford. “It hasn’t been washed[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“Hold still, please.” Ryuunosuke’s words were gentle but firm, like his grip on Barok’s hand as he wound the bandage. Barok had a sour looking pout on his face. He watched the bandage stain red, as the Japanese lawyer tended[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I : Holding hands under the table, or otherwise hidden from view II : Brushing their hair III : Offering them their jacket in the cold/rain IV : Comforting them after a shock V : Listening to their heartbeat VI[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It was a whole week after the school festival before Tomoko could finally corner her brother. Even with how busy she was with her movie and her friends—she’d kept hoping to steal a little of his time during the festival.[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Are we not all lost in the darkness? The blind leading the blind? The damned reaching out to uplift the damned? The thought crossed Rezo’s mind as he held Eris in his arms; knowing her by the curve of her[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Rezo praised his ability, but Zelgadis’ energy was drained like water wrung from a sponge. He’d collapsed during training, pushing himself hard. Refusing to stop even when every nerve in his body said to rest. He had to be stronger.[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…