In-Search-of

In other news, I’ve (basically) finished a draft of a WIP which at one point was called The Blueprint, and then I discovered it was about something slightly different, and it’s now called Undiscovered Country.

I’m going to need a little time to clean up the first chapter, but come August 29th, I’m posting the first chapter, and then hopefully, another chapter every week. Seven chapters, probably will come in around 50,000 words in total?

The premise of the fic: Yuuri wakes up in Victor’s room the night after the Grand Prix final, only to discover that last night, while drunk, he told Victor that there was a method to getting him in bed.

What is that method? Yuuri doesn’t remember, but Victor apparently is Very Excited about doing everything that Yuuri suggested, and is Yuuri going to say no?

Not today, apparently.

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This is a fic about phone sex, Yuuri’s anxiety, phone sex, Victor’s depression, phone sex, and LOTS OF FLUFF (and phone sex) to make up for the anxiety and depression. Since this is mostly prewritten, I’m going to tag specific stuff when I post, so please read the tags if you’re worried. I don’t think there’s anything in there that isn’t in canon, but some of it does get a little more specific.

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When I’ve stabilized stuff in the first chapter, maybe sometime this weekend, would people be interested in doing the WIP game where you guess words and if you guess right, I tell you the full sentence? Or do we not do that for fics that haven’t started?

nevermindigotnothin  asked:

troy and gabriella

👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌there👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit

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I am sad because I know I will be too busy for the next month to take the dogs to noseworks.

I will do it at home still

Work on Thistle’s enthusiasm for scent (very much humouring me) and Thyme’s destruction-while-indicating (disqualified!)

but still

am sad

a moment.

The Sparks had returned. No damage, no wounds. Aid was provided and she did her errands as she was asked. She returned to the goblin in Tanaris and made the deal, giving him a slight benefit for her sudden departure the moment she was called to the shores of Desolace. As she clamored off the gangplank, her eyes searched the port for a moment before sighing. 

“How lon’ has it been? Where are ya?” She whispered to no one in particular, stepping onto the soil of her mother’s port as the workers finished the touches before the grand opening to the traffic’d waters around them. It was a wise decision, so much had happened over the past several months. It was time that her mother made something of her own and stopped giving her all to those who never gave anything in return. 

She gave a soft snort, kicking the muddied soil with her boots. “Why coul’n’ it have been in tah deser’?” She retorted to herself, glancing up as the rain trickled down around them. It never stopped, she was almost positive of that. It was not unusual, storms almost seemed to follow her mother, chasing her as if she were the one that created them in the first place. Lazy and almost haphazard steps brought her to the apothecary where her mother remained constantly, always working, always covered in gods knows what. She set a medium sized leather bag upon the work station in the middle of the shop and grinned. “Sooo…” She lingered, rocking back and forth upon her heels and toes. 

“Stop doing that, you know I can’t stand when you fidget so much. You remind me of a parasite.” She hissed, never once glancing up towards Joie. “Yah, yah. I go’ ya. Ya gunna le’ me take off fer a few days? I nee’ ta see him.” She nearly whined, leaning heavily upon the table before picking up a vial of liquid. 

“Fine, if he wishes to see you, if not.. return back, there is still a lot of work to do.” The Queen responded softly, snatching the vial from her daughter and pulling the cork with her teeth. Garnet hues glanced up at the painted blond, expectantly. Joie raised her hands in defense and turned on her heel, “Yah, I know, go befer ya change ya min’.”

[ soft mentions: @wolf-queen @intoxication-wra @captainduvide @sublime-debauchery ]

luciemiddleford  asked:

So this' gonna sound weird, but, I was rewatching some of the songs from Barbie "The Princess and the Pauper", realised Annelise's secret love and most trusted friend has a cravat... JUST EVERYTHING ABOUT "TO BE A PRINCESS", and... I just got "now THIS is the Riren/Ereri AU I need". Like... just watch the Lyrics video of the "To be a Princess" song. And "Free". Please I beg you.

Oh my that sounds so good, I’m in need for more Ereri/Riren aus, gimme more 

But first, links?

anonymous asked:

Can you help me remember the name of a game? What I remember about it is that it's a horror game about a young black haired boy who is about 10-years old (or 11) and there's an older guy who says some creepy stuff to him and it takes you some time to find out who he is

Hot damn I have no idea what that game is.

Does anyone here know what this game might be?