I'm Back On It, Decided To Do Smth Diff, Have Some Murderbot!!

I'm back on it, decided to do smth diff, have some murderbot!!

Day 15: SecUnit | Murderbot & Asshole Research Transport | ART

It happens sometimes. Things get loud. Too loud. I can't think or focus or do any-fucking-thing but watch as my performance reliability drops. Fast.

Usually, I'm able to slip away and Deal With It. This time is no different. Ratti gives me an odd look, but doesn't push. He's considerate like that.

I'm able to get back to my room, slide to the floor and push my head between my legs before ART says anything. I'd forgotten it was watching, which is absolutely idiotic because it's always watching.

There's a light pressure against my feed. When I don't immediately buck against it, it grows. Spreads and presses down like a weighted blanket. Some complicated twist of emotions shudders through me, though I don't have the want or bandwidth to parse it.

Thanks. I send out.

Art pings me back. Stupid.

Then, after a second,

Always.

Words: 145

I am a liar and a fraud SO SRY FOR MISSING YESTERDAY but i’ll make it up today, have some deadclaws from my post canon series 💛♥️

Day 2: Wade Wilson/ Logan | Worst Wolverine

“Sweetie-pie. Honeybadger.” Wade says, loudly, next to Logan’s ear.

He’s draped himself across his back, pushing his glasses askew as Logan clicks around on his laptop, nonplussed. Wade means to pluss him.

“It’s late.” Wade pouts. “And the bed is so cold without your hot, hot bod.”

It’s true, both physically and metaphorically. One of Wade’s hands snakes up Logan’s shirt to grab at his chest.

Logan grunts, slapping him away.

“Give me a minute, Wade. Gotta close out this filing.”

Nerd alert. Wade sighs, slumping.

“You’re such a square.”

Logan grins at the spreadsheet in front of him.

“You love it.” He reaches up to rest a warm hand against Wade’s cheek. Wade sighs, dreamy.

“Goddamn it, you got me.”

Word Count: 121

Guys…. Bad news…. School has started and I am veritably DROWNING in work bc as always I have bitten off more than I can chew. SO I’m going to put the 100 days on pause for now and update when/if I can from now to January (when grad school apps are due) and THEN when I hopefully have more time I’ll be able to start again. IM SO SORRY FOR EVERYONE WHO WAS ENJOYING I WAS HAVING SO MUCH FUN,,,, in the meantime if there’s anything you wanna see feel free to use my askbox :)

Little late, but I got it done!! Have some dincobb 🤠 (coming up with pairings is more difficult than I thought LMAO)

Day 5: Din Djarin/Cobb Vanth

Din's shoulder aches. He'd applied some emergency bacta once the vertigo had faded, but the pain persists. He stumbles from his speeder and drags his feet as he lurches into town, trying to ignore the searing in his shoulder.

It's late, the roads are empty, but he knows where he's going.

"Hmm. Mando?" Cobb Vanth is radiant in the moonlight, yawning and rumpled in a loose nightshirt. Din nods.

"Can I come in?" His voice is strained, even with the vocoder.

Cobb blinks, pauses, then roves his eyes over Din's armor.

"Course. Need anything?" He asks, eyeing the way Din favors his shoulder as he sidles through the doorway.

"No. Just- just you."

Words: 113

Life is so BUSY rn im losing it; anyway have some domestic todoiida

Day 9: Tenya Iida/Shoto Todoroki

"Tenya, have you seen my address book? I can't remember Mrs. Midoriya's street number."

Shoto is hunched over a stack of freshly handwritten wedding invitations, hands shaking a little. At first, Tenya was going to have them printed, but Shoto insisted. He wanted them to feel more personal. Now he just had to put them in envelopes.

Tenya hums from where he's chopping vegetables with calm efficiency. He wipes his hands and walks over, covering the pot on the stove.

"Your address book?" He asks, rounding the table, absentmindedly taking one of Shoto's hands and beginning to knead his aching palm.

"Oh, for the envelopes? I've already done them, here." He reaches into a drawer and pulls out a stack of neatly addressed envelopes. Shoto pulls his hands to his lips and presses a lingering kiss there.

"You didn't have to."

Tenya leans down to kiss his head, smiling.

"I know."

Words: 151

I keep doing these so late, but still on the day so ha ! This ones not romantic just a bit of riz feels 💚

Day 7: Riz Gukgak

“You’re not as smart as you think you are.”

It’s something Riz has started telling himself, when he feels like he’s getting too cocky. Too comfortable.

Overconfidence gets people hurt. People he cares about. No matter how many cases he solves, how many pieces he puts together, it’s never a sure thing. Nothing is ever true until he proves it. And he needs to remember that.

It’s not exactly a kind thing to be thinking about himself, but it’s pretty tame compared to some of the other thoughts he could choose to vocalize. And it helps. Or it will. In the long run.

Words: 103