far from any road

Far From Any Road
The Handsome Family
Far From Any Road

From the dusty mesa her looming shadow grows

hidden in the branches of the poison creosote.

She twines her spines up slowly towards the boiling sun,

and when I touched her skin, my fingers ran with blood.


True Detective - Intro / Opening Song - Theme (The Handsome Family - Far…

The Handsome Family - Far From Any Road


The Handsome Family | Far From Any Road

Regret, New Mexico - A mix for a strange, slightly surreal desert town that boasts a host of curios and may or may not be haunted.

1. Mexico // That Handsome Devil  2. Far From Any Road // The Handsome Family //  3. Trouble is a Lonesome Town // Lee Hazlewood  4. People Are Strange // The Doors  5. Frank Sinatra // Cake  6. Things That Scare Me // Neko Case  7. When The Devil’s Loose // A.A. Bondy  8. Walkin’ After Midnight // Patsy Cline  9. We Are Born When We Die // Apollo Sunshine  10. Dark Was the Night // Kronos Quartet



The novel containing the second Shiratorizawa chapter just came out, as does my translation! Disclaimer, neither Japanese nor English are my native languages, I’m not super good at Japanese, but I did manage to read and understand this whole thing, so I think I give you the full story with this translation! Little things like Tendo and Ushijima’s endearing speaking quirks aren’t really translateable, but other than that! This is a really sweet story I hope all Shiratorizawa fans will enjoy.

Please buy the novel if you read this!


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Freedom Found and Lost
  • John Laurens x Reader
  • Hamiltime
  • Prompt: two people, running away from a blind arranged marriage, in which one is supposed to marry the other, meet in the roady coincidence and fall in love with each other.
  • Idea from @writing-prompt-s

A/N: I thought this would be a fun story idea so I decided I’d write it. I said you guys would probably see the angsty ending a mile away but I hopefully made it as painful as possible. But, until you reach the angst, it’s just a pile of fluff. So I hope you enjoy this, I hope it stabs you in the heart, and hope you won’t hate me too much once you finish it.

Word Count: 10,734
“What?” You asked in a shaky voice.

“We set up a marriage for you.” Your mom told you.

“Why?” You asked.

“Because you need a promising match and this man is just that.” Your mom explained.

“But…I don’t want to marry some man I’ve never met.” You argued.

“Well, you’ll be meeting him tomorrow.” Your father spoke up.

“Tomorrow?” You asked appalled. Both of your parents nodded. “I don’t want to marry someone that doesn’t know me. Or someone who I don’t know.”

“Y/N, it’s decided. Tomorrow you will meet this suitor and, in a few months, you will marry them.” Your father told you. His tone let you know that you weren’t getting out of this. So you just sighed and hung your head. You went to your room and made sure to slam the door with as much force as possible. You may accept this, but you didn’t (and wouldn’t) be happy about it.

You sighed as you looked out your window. You didn’t need a promising match. You’re family had acres of land, you were well off. You used to trek across your lands as a child so you knew it well. You knew just how much of it you had. You knew if you inherited it then you would never need to marry someone. But you knew your parents would never let you out of it.

“I never even wanted to get married anyway.” You grumbled to yourself. “Be a picture perfect wife who cooks and cleans and prances around in dresses just to make the husband look good. I want to be free to live my own life.” You looked down at your lands once more. “And maybe I can be.” You pondered. You could slip out the window right now and no one would know, you could walk off the land and be on your own. It wouldn’t be hard.

No. It would be hard. Disobeying your parents like that. However, if they failed to show you any respect, why did you have to show them any? So you grabbed a small bag and tossed some dresses in there. You slipped from the window. You ran across the fields and ducked into the surrounding woods.

“Excuse me?” John asked his father, a challenge in his voice.

“I arranged a marriage. She’s a fine girl and her family has plenty of land. Once you marry, you’ll be the successor.” His father explained.

“So this match was made to secure more land?” John challenged once more.

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Knocked Out (1/?)

Guess who got in her head about writing dialogue heavy fics, so she took a break by diving head first into the plot idea with language barriers?

Surprise, it’s me.

Consider this my attempt at a barbarian au. Not as worldbuilding heavy as a lot, since it’s much more fluff and getting to know each other and also being surrounded by your nosy friends kind of content, haha.

Shout out to @meridianbarony for the title. Cheesy but fitting haha.

Title: Knocked Out

Series: Transformers: Prime with the constructicons shoved right in there, and just a sprinkle of ideas pulled from tfidw

Pairing/Characters: Breakdown/Knockout, joined by Bulkhead and the Constructicons

Warnings: Robot injuries (nothing super gory), sexual jokes, language barriers, and fluff. Oh the fluff.

Fic Summary:

And so there Breakdown found himself, with an injured barbarian in his arms who turned those dazzling crimson optics towards him, and for a split second Breakdown felt as if it was his knees that were injured because boy did they feel weak.

Barbarian AU where the citymech unwittingly does the kidnapping.

Chapter Summary:

“Me? A kidnapped mate? Have you even seen me? It’d take a whole tribe of them to even carry me! Two if they decided to go for Bulk here!”

|Chapter 1|Chapter 2|Chapter 3|Chapter 4|Chapter 5|

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I Want To Paint Your Lips - Thirteen

Delirious pulled himself back inside and held onto the window as the car twisted left and right and right and left, winding deeper and deeper into the forest until they were sure they were far enough away from any pursuers. Evan pulled off onto a dirt road, easing off on the speed and allowing them to cruise alongside paddocks and acres of farmland, taking them off and away from main roads and areas where they’d likely be stumbled upon.

It took ten more minutes of convincing for Evan to hop over into the passenger seat with a heavy first aid kit and allow Delirious to take his spot and steer them further away from the compound. Neither of the spoke. Delirious just focussed on driving and the soft sounds of pain Evan emitted. He swallowed pain meds and shakily removed the bullet with tweezers.

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