so beautiful
Bud Illis x Glenn Poeff, Bud Illis-centric
(1,451 words) <t rating>
Summary:
Bud Illis always loved physical touch. It was an easy way to express affection for him so he often resorted to it.
And maybe it was because of the hours spent awake finally catching up to him or maybe because of the little voice in the back of his mind screaming about Glenn's touch repulsive nature but the moment Glenn melted into his arms, something in Bud broke.
.....
Or Glenn wakes up after getting injured so they hug and cuddle
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Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/63530425
jason: i think we should get a divorce
steph: what are you doing?
jason: just practicing
steph: why are you already planning your hypothetical divorce?
jason: i don't know. i'm getting old, i think i'm having a mid-life crisis
steph: you don't even have a girlfriend
jason: hypothetically divorce me
steph: okay, then i'm hypothetically taking half your assets
jason: well, you didn't sign the hypothetical prenup
jason, to duke: it's called a prenup, right?
duke: yeah, it's a prenup, and you DID hypothetically sign one
steph: who the fuck is this guy?
duke: i'm his hypothetical lawyer in this divorce case
steph: well, then, i'm taking the hypothetical kids
steph, to tim: right? we can get those, right?
tim: yes, we can definitely get the hypothetical kids, don't worry about it
jason: who the fuck is this hypothetical fucking idiot? a hella fucking nerd idiot
tim: wow, that is a lot of hypothetical insults. i need to keep these on for continuity because i look like the other lawyer
steph: this is MY hypothetical lawyer, and we have been hypothetically sleeping with each other
jason: how could you hypothetically do this to me?!
steph: because you hypothetically are an alcoholic!
I left the fandom about two years ago, I did not read the second part but here's my grain of sand (also: I'm not a native speaker, clearly):
Lee Soo hyuk and Choi Jung Soo saw the void that they left on his heart. The deep fissure in his soul that was formed when they died. They broke the promise and the price was almost too high.
Looking at this barely recognizable man that is tired to the bone and full of despair. Fighting with the savage ferocity of a wounded animal; protecting the things that he loves with blood and tears. They feel nothing but grief for the young man that was shy but share the love freely with soft smiles ten years ago.
They ask themselves if someday they can compensate kill the light in Kim Roksoo's eyes. His love still there, enough for everyone he meets but is visible when he gives it the pain and resignation. He loves with the knowledge of the power that is giving for breaking his heart over and over again.
His line of work was a dangerous one, being a bodyguard for high-profile clients
After a job where KRS was blinded in one eye, he took the compensation money and his savings and quit.
His idea was to buy a small, nice house in a town far from the city. But LSH and CJS convinced him that he should buy a couple of acres and make it a farm. Their argument was something about how he should keep himself busy with something to avoid getting into trouble.
Bullshit. If you ask him. But they made him promise that after a three-hour session of them yapping, he only managed to convince them to buy something smaller. There is still a lot of space for only one person (for now)
They made him promise that once they retire, he would give them a room at the farm. KRS sometimes wonders why they tend to ask obvious questions.
The land was acquired at a low price due to its condition: weeds everywhere, rocks, and a two-story old wooden house with leaks.
He wouldn't have bought it if it weren't for the fact that the previous owner had told him he had completely redone the plumbing and wiring a few years earlier.
The only thing Roksoo carried with him when he arrived at his new residence was a bag with clothes and another with his few precious belongings: books, a coffee machine that his coworkers gave him for his birthday, and his pillow.
The moment he set foot on his new property, Roksoo kind of regretted it all because of the work the property needed. He was aware of the condition of the house when he moved in, but for some reason he thought it would be easy. Never again.
He blames LSH and CJS for putting ideas in his head about moving to a farm; this wasn't his idea about living like a slacker. He could do nothing but sigh and enter the house.
The first step creaked as he walked on it; he avoided stepping on the second one, which was obviously rotten. The board on the third and final step creaked and broke. KRS cursed and fell into the hole. He had scratches all over his calf when he managed to get his leg out of the hole.
KRS wondered if he should have been less stingy when it came to shelling out money to buy the property. It's not like he couldn't afford it; he wasn't as rich as he would have liked to be, but he wasn't lacking either.
There was nothing he could do now, so he simply sighed again and opened the creaking door. A cloud of dust made him cough and step back.
KRS mentally thanks the previous owner, who was kind enough to leave him his old tools in the shed. He left his bags on the floor and went to look for a broom to clean the interior to make it minimally habitable for the night.
Sexy Ahjussy activities. Imagine a tall, buff, black-haired middle-aged man with an eye scar🗣️🗣️🗣️🔥🔥🦅🦅🦅
Cuties 💥💥
happy birthday to the boys everrrrrr
anyway here are some old sketches and doodles i cant finish bc theyre on my computer 😣😣
i like the idea that red hood is to crime alley what daredevil is to hell's kitchen in the dd comics. in the way that:
Jason: *in full red hood gear, walking through an alley* homeless man next to him: hey, todd. how's patrol? jason: *grinning under his helmet* i don't know if you need new glasses---or maybe a memory boost, jimmy---but the todd kid is dead. i, obviously, am not. homeless man: *snickers* yeah sure, sure, jason
Jason: *walking down the street in civvies* passerby: hey! hood! i have some info for you, drug deal goin' on 'round the docks jason: *raises brow* yeah? well, i ain't hood . . . but i'll take that info to him if ya want. he patrols near my apartment passerby: you keep tellin' yourself that, dude
batman: have you seen the criminal Red Hood? crime alley resident: *lighting a cigarette, making continual eye contact with batman* I'm blind. haven't seen anyone batman: *examines the woman* obviously not. you can see me just fine crime alley resident: ya ain't ever heard of selective vision impairment? it's totally a thing batman:
little girl: hey, hood. th' cops were lookin' fer ya jason: hmm. what did ya tell 'em? little girl: t' stick it where th' sun don't shine jason: *high-fives her* i'm going to buy you an entire toy store, kid
Before I even start reading and reviewing the book... I have to adress something:
I really love how it's worded, the way it's introducing the premise of the story; yes it's magic isekai fantasy with action and heroism, but most of all irony. This story is, in large part, a comedy built upon pure irony. And those words?
"sometimes the best heroes are the ones who resist the call"
It's the PERFECT way to describe Cale.
I felt kind of guilty for not doing anything for Choi Han and Choi Jung Soo on the eighth so I made this little comic as a compensation present for both of them. First time making a comic, pls go easy on me!
And what are you saying? Choi Jung Gun who?
Bonus
Currently rewriting a songfic that I made years ago about Cale and the Alcoholics™ (Bud, Cage, Taylor) partying
Is in Spanish but I can try write it in English, is not gonna be so good because I never took an English lesson in my life and a bot is helping me with the grammar lol
It just kills me when writers create franchises where like 95% of the speaking roles are male, then get morally offended that all of the popular ships are gay. It’s like, what did they expect?
Something healed inside me after seeing this
I am feeling so guilty about keeping drawing Cale in stead of actual work.
|19 y.o – She/Her| I need to practice my english. I chose writing about everything that came to my mind. If you saw a grammatical error, no, you didn't.
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