the thing to end all things

u know those kids that would always “smoke” those smarties candies? yeah that’s ace but as a 20 year-old 

Lightning knew something was…off before she‘d even opened her eyes, or had even completely woken up. She couldn’t say what it was, exactly, but everything just felt….not right.

And then it hit her: she was lying on a mattress.

Her eyes immediately shot open and she sat up so quickly, it was a wonder she didn’t give herself whiplash. She glanced around the room, heart pounding as it quickly dawned on her that she recognized absolutely nothing about where she was.

But besides being unfamiliar, even the furniture and décor just looked strange in a way that she couldn’t quite describe. It looked like it wasn’t Cocoon-made at all, nor did it have the weird qualities associated with something from Pulse. Even the sheets that were twisted around her legs felt weird.

Instinctively, she looked around for her gunblade, but it was nowhere to be seen. In fact, there was nothing in her immediate view that suggested anything here belong to a solider – no weapons, no gloves or boots, no pouches for ammo…nothing.

Even so, she knew she couldn’t just sit here and wait for something to ambush her.

Lightning slowly crawled out of the bed – which she just now noticed was enormous, unlike her much more reasonable mattress back on Bodhum – and tiptoed across the room to press her ear to the door. She could hear something – or someone – moving around, so she immediately made the decision to check it out, despite being completely unarmed.

As soon as she opened the door, it was instantly made clear that she was in a house…but whose house, she couldn’t really say. There were photos on the wall, but she didn’t want to stop to look at them. They seemed almost blurry, anyway; like the images were at the corner of her eyes and would vanish if she tried to look.

No matter. Her priority right now was to find out the source of that noise…


She heard running water and the sound of dishes clinking. With a frown, she peeked through the open doorway, her heart pounding so hard she almost felt lightheaded.

There was someone – a man? - standing at the sink doing the dishes. Her hackles immediately went up since she didn’t recognize him, but the more she stared, the more it dawned on her that there was something…familiar about him.

It couldn’t be! This person was almost a head taller than her, so how…?

She must have made a noise, because the man suddenly turned around, his slight confusion quickly melting into a little smile.

There was absolutely no mistaking it.

“Hope…?” she croaked out, actually needing to take a step back. What the hell was going on here?!

“Good morning, Light.” He didn’t seem deterred by her confusion – or maybe he just didn’t notice – and quickly crossed the room, his arms easily wrapping around her like he’d done this a thousand times. “I was wondering when you’d get up. You slept pretty late…at least for you,” he added teasingly.

“I…” She brought her hands up to his chest, intending on pushing him away, but something stopped her. “What’s going on? Are you actually Hope?” She had to struggle to keep her voice level. “Where am I…?”

“Shhh.” He pulled her a bit closer, one hand moving to cradle the back of her head. “It’s okay, Light. You’ll get there.”

“Get where?!”

“You’ll see. I know we can make it happen. We can all make miracles, Light.”

At this, she finally pushed him away, her eyes wide. “What are you talking about?!”

“You know.”

Before she could say anything else, there was a blinding flash of light that blocked everything out.

When she was finally able to open her eyes, they were no longer Cie'th.

It might have been a glimpse of the future, or it could’ve been a new Focus. She didn’t know how, when, or if that future shown to her would come to pass. None of it made any sense and there was little chance of her ever getting an explanation.

All Lightning could do was exchange a glance with Hope and move forward to do what needed to be done, wondering if the answers would ever greet them.

anonymous asked:

Once TWtCtN is finished, do you think you'll write more Alex/Elliot stories? I, for one, would love to see Alex grow and learn more about what he likes. And I want to see his reactions as Elliot works his way through that chest lol.

I’d like to anon, but I don’t think I will, and that’s mostly because my sort of mental backlog of stories what I want to work on looks like this:

* Gwyn/Augus porn oneshot collection
* Right now I’m only writing one The Ice Plague chapter a month, I need to clear out at least two stories to up that.
* Possible Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji fic
* Cold Red Light for Dragon Age: Inquisition (Bull/Cullen)
* Gwyn/Vane AU
* Little Star or Hunter’s story, the next book in the Perth Shifters range.
* Bull/Cullen lion pet!play series for Puzzle series.
* The Demon series that will be the official serial follow up to the Fae Tales series.

All up, it represents at least 700,000 words if I ever get there (my yearly output is somewhere around the 350k words per year, so that’s at least two years of solid writing not including other stories I want to write but have temporarily shelved like Sealstorm and the two Thor/Loki fics I’ve always wanted to write), so mostly I’m aware of how time poor I am as a writer. I’m not even going to think about how my health could impact this, heh.

I’m actually really satisfied with The Wind that Cuts the Night too. That story was only ever supposed to be about 1-3 chapters. Instead it developed a small plot, and kind of burst outside of itself, and so I sort of ended up doing way more both for myself (and for the fandom I guess) than I ever planned.

I’m not ruling out oneshots between those two in the future, in the same way I haven’t ruled out oneshots for Stuck on the Puzzle or other things, it’s just…the chance I’ll have the time to get around to it as much as I’d like to is slim.

The problem with writing across multiple fandoms, as well as working on an original serial and writing original novels in the background, I guess. But I like moving from pairing to pairing and project to project. And I’m definitely keeping Alex and Elliott’s character types in mind for an original novel idea I’m thinking about, so you may see longer ‘versions’ of them in the future.

But it might be three years from now when you’re thoroughly bored of my writing. :D


There was someone in my inbox talking about hair-down Kuroo and the first thing I thought was “it’s been a while since I’ve last made Bokuto feel gay over Kuroo’s hair hasn’t it”

literally every character this season: how does it feel to be on the sidelines, victor? how is it to watch your long-time rivals perform from the audience? how do you feel about having your records broken? 

victor: could you take a picture of yuri and me with my phone?????


a good mm loving// ♡


My rendition of this fic by @destieldrabblesdaily.

You should also definitely click to have better quality.

When someone says they like anime yet the only one they can name is Naruto

Originally posted by bloody-inspired-shank

69/100 pictures of the BAEne of my existence, christopher robert evans.

I actually ended up REALLY liking these so I’m going to post them on their own.

k i loved Zootopia but can we maaaybe talk about the motherclucking designs in the Kung Fu Panda series, particularly the women? specifically tigress???

Like she totally reads as feminine and elegant but at the same time she’s completely buff and animal-shaped like the rest of the characters there aint a tiger titty or Fluff Cleavage™ in sight

And thats how the rest of the animals are treated too?! like the females and males of every species are pretty much shaped the same, besides the peacocks who obviously have males and females looking different. and then the third movie comes out and we’re treated to MEI MEI

she’s this crazy panda lady ribbon dancer who legit things she’s the hottest shit on planet earth and she is a total badass once she figures out how to use nunchucks. and like theres just so many beautiful and diverse designs for all these characters and I kinda feel like too many people praise this franchise just for its comedy when its got some killer artistry behind it as well. 

Top 20 Larry fics in 2016 over 100k by kudos on Ao3

* criteria; completed in 2016 and not part of a fic series

1. Soft Hands, Fast Feet, Can’t Lose by dolce_piccante for docilelou
2. California Sold by isthatyoularry
3. To Be Loved To Be In Love by Angel_Dust
4. Shake Me Down by AGreatPerhaps12
5. Nameless Night by green_feelings
6. wings to break your fall by karamelised
7. Hiding Place by alivingfire
8. Time Bomb by ThisSentimentalHeart
9. Fight For Me by Mie1412
10. Bloodline by banana_louis
11. Never Be by cherrystreet
12. And You’re My Ever After by NiamJenn1994
13. Luscious blood by Deidei
14. run away home by hattalove
15. Into the wild by Deidei
16. Lights Will Guide You Home by louisxharry1
17. Only You Can Be My Alpha by wubwubnparmaham
18. Fake It Till You Make It by thealmightyavocado
19. Dominus. by SS98
20. you are in love by wildestdreams

have you accepted Damon Albarn as your lord and savior?

because Humanz is a revelation.


- Why am I still alive?
- I don’t know.