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#I finished this yesterday btw
emily-mooon · 9 months
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Stonathan Itakiss AU
Decided to make a moodboard for this au because I'm going to start writing for it soon and I might as well get the energy of it out there.
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katabay · 2 months
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listen. I know that thee ac2 ship is ezio/leonardo but please…consider…….ezio/machiavelli
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the Assassin’s Creed Brotherhood novelization, Oliver Bowden
⭐ places I’m at! bsky / pixiv / pillowfort /cohost / cara.app / tip jar!
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matutito · 11 months
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first kiss
this is a sorta redraw of a painting i did late january/early february, now deleted
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Ivy for the lovely @flowers-all-around-me for getting me Hardspace: Shipbreaker (best game ever!!)
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[ID: a digital drawing of Ivy Alexandria wearing an ornate red dress. Ivy is a white woman with red braided hair and shaved sides. She has some wires and computer parts on her exposed temple, and a blue brain-like organ is visible. She is sitting under a tree on a sunny day, reading a book in her lap. The sunlight dapples through the leaves of the tree onto the grass, her dress and face. She is wearing an old-fashioned red gown with puffy sleeves and silver embroidery of flowers. She is also wearing white summer shoes. The drawing has a peaceful and warm feeling. End ID]
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strangersynth · 11 months
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lucas sinclair; your heart or mine
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zexal-bunny20 · 2 months
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Happy Easter! With Bunny Angel Dust 🐰 and Wolf Alastor 🐺.
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berrydoodleoo · 2 months
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lord of house amicitia
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irlmagicalart · 1 month
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hello cassunzel nation.... is anyone here...
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sweetlywriting · 10 months
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Chishiya relationship headcanons <3
Gender neutral reader, no warnings
If you like to talk a lot he’s a very good listener, humming along and adding a comment when needed, and even if your not one for talking he likes the sound of your voice. It ensures him that you’re here with him, and not in any danger
If your not as advert to talking he’ll probably try to pry it out of you-you’re his partner, he wants to know your interests, values, viewpoints, dislikes, opinions, whatever it is he wants to know more about you. And in return, you’ll probably get to learn a little about him too
Always goes to games with you. He’s comfortable in the controlled environment of games and their straightforward rules, when you go with him there’s no chance of you dying. It’s just the easiest way to protect you, and one of his special ways of showing care
His affection is subtle, but it’s certainly there. Physically it might just be standing a little closer to you, or the occasional brush of shoulders. Mentally, though it’s seeking you out, taking your opinion into account, trying to encourage you when you’re down, letting you know about his past, making sure you eat before him, getting to be vulnerable with his words and telling you how much he truly cares <3
While he’s probably not one for pda, but I can definitely see him running a kiss along your knuckles when you’re panicking about a game, to remind you he’s there. A gentle hand your back when you’re falling behind the group and a rare smile that you reciprocate
He’s cool not cold, and won’t deny being with you, but won’t go out of his way to be flashy or flaunt your relationship
As a doctor if you ever get hurt he’ll 100% patch you up, though his hands shake at thought of his what could happen to you, he’ll blame it on not having done this in a long time, and make you forget with that suave smile
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starishsky · 9 months
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free day / the moon will sing
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thelonelyshore-if · 3 months
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update today c:
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osamusriceballs · 4 months
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The Accident - Part XVII
Atsumu x fem reader
Warnings: Making out
Words: 1,5 k
About: Back to Onigiri Miya &lt;3
Part I II -> Next Part
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"Finally. Took ya long enough."
Osamu rolls his eyes when you both enter the shop. You apologetically smile and wave while uttering a greeting. "Hey, Osamu. Sorry for being late." Atsumu grins widely, simply ignoring Osamu's comment while you both move to the counter, where Osamu is working. You notice that he looks a bit tired after moving closer, the bags under his eyes proof that he probably only slept a few hours before he had to open up the shop again. Yet, he still professionally forms Onigiri with his hands, everything looking as flawless and clean as the last time you had been there.
Osamu finally looks up to you both when you reach him and suddenly raises his brows when he sees how tightly your hand is held by Atsumu's. His mouth opens slightly, as if to comment on it, but he closes it silently without saying anything before he diverts his attention back to the Onigiri in his hands, now with a small smile adorning his lips. Your face warms up and you mentally thank every deity for making Osamu the more tactful and considerate twin. You're quite certain that Atsumu would have commented on that, if he had been in Osamu's place. Such a tease.
You clear your throat and let go of Atsumu's hand, but his grip around yours is so tight that it doesn't make any visible difference. "Samu, I'm starvin'—could eat the whole menu today. Gimme that please." Atsumu points towards the filled plate in front of Osamu, who just groans as a response and rolls his eyes. "Yer only here for five seconds and I already wanna kick ya out."
You blink in surprise when Osamu simply pushes the plate towards Atsumu and then turns around to open the fridge. "I prepared somethin' for ya. Take it before I change my mind." He hands you another plate with dishes that you remember from the last time you had been there, and you hastily pull your hand out of Atsumu's death grip to take it. "That's—amazing! Thank you." Your stomach clenches at the sight of the food, and you become painfully aware of the fact that you haven't eaten anything since last night, and it's around 4 pm at this point.
"I'll make sure to tag ya in an Instagram post, Samu." Atsumu grins and places one hand at the small of your back to direct you towards a free table. "Here." He quickly places his plate on the table and moves back to the counter. "I'll get us something to drink." You smile and nod while you try to calm yourself down. Your heart starts beating faster when you think about what has just happened with him in his apartment. How he had kissed you and held you. How he was laying on top of you and grinding against you- so needily and desperate. How your hands had been buried into his hair, desperate for him to deepen the kiss—and he did.
But it all came to an end when you had moaned against his lips, the sound so breathless and lewd that your eyes shot open—and he pulled away with a curse. "God, y/n. I can't—we shouldn't—gosh, fuck. I want you so badly." You could see his clenched jaw, his flushed cheeks, and feel the hardness in his pants without a doubt. You knew he wants to go further- but the wetness between your legs was also evidence of how much you wanted him, and you were quite certain that he could feel your warmth and wetness through his pants at this point. But you knew it's not right. Not now, not so shortly after all that.
You had taken a deep breath and then untangled your legs around his body. "It's probably for the best if we stop right now." You smiled a bit strained, your body wanting nothing more but to stay here forever and let him have his way with you, but your mind told you to slow down. You didn't want to ruin this by starting something like this too soon. He had simply nodded but still leaned down to press a longing kiss against your lips. You had melted into the feeling of his lips against yours and reached out for him, only to have him grab your wrists a little clumsily while he pulled back from the kiss and pinned your hands to the bed. Your eyes widened at your vulnerable position under him—and a throb of need rushed through your body.
His eyebrows shot up and his lips curled into a smug grin at your reaction. "Oh? Ya like that? Seems like we're in for a good time then." You swore you could have exploded any second, especially if he kept looking at you like that, and you simply released a shallow huff at his words. "Yer really testin' me here, wifey." He closed his eyes for a second and then pulled back. "Imma take a quick shower and then we can grab somethin' to eat at Samu's. Is that alright with ya?" You had simply nodded, too flustered to form words, and he pecked your cheek one last time before he headed to the bathroom.
After that, you wobbly made it to the other bathroom, quickly washing your face and getting dressed again, trying to distract yourself from the fact that you were this close to giving in and begging him to sleep with you. You have never felt like this with someone else; Atsumu just elicits feelings and actions from your body that you would never have thought were possible. He's a great kisser, and judging from the way he had been grinding his hips against yours, you were quite certain that he will be equally as good in bed. Your face had heated up again at the thought of sleeping with him, and you had quickly grabbed your stuff and go back to the bedroom. You both quickly took your things and made your way towards Onigiri Miya, but not without making out heavily in the elevator.
"Here ya go." Atsumu places two drinks on the table, and you get pulled out of your thoughts. You try to look calm and composed with a smile and thank him while he takes his seat, shortly admiring him in his simple, yet very attractive outfit. A white shirt and a pair of jeans—nothing special, but when Atsumu wears it, it just looks that appealing.
"Don't worry, these are alcohol-free. I'll stop drinking for a while for sure." He scratches the back of his head bashfully, and you laugh softly. "I figured so. But aren't you training like crazy now? Isn't it bad for you to drink anyway?"
A faint pink hue covers his cheeks at your words. "True that. I'm gonna stay away from alcohol for a long time." He shakes his head and then looks away. "Can't believe it's just a few more weeks till the Olympics. Time is running but- oh, let's start with the food already. Can't wait any longer, I'm sorry." He takes an Onigiri off his plate and eagerly digs in, and you're quick to join him, amused by his cute expression while he's chewing. He must have been starving for sure.
"I feel so much better already." He grins, and you nod while you eat a spoonful of your meal, enjoying the taste of fried rice. "Me too. I love Osamu's food." Atsumu nods and pretends to think for a second and then smugly grins. "Seems like yer fallin' for all the Miya's. We're a talented family after all."
"I'm not falling for all the Miyas!" You weakly protest, but the food could definitely make you consider Osamu as a possible partner. "Just kiddin'." He chuckles but suddenly yawns while he reaches for another Onigiri. "I'll drive ya home after that. I'm way too tired for anything more." He does look exhausted now. You don't know how he manages to even hold a proper conversation in his state, his eyes closing every few seconds before he almost violently pulls them open again.
"That's okay." You smile sympathetically and reach for your drink. He got your favorite, and you feel a sudden warmth running though your body at this realization. "I'm also exhausted after last night. But uhm..." You hesitantly fish for your phone and unlock it. "Do you maybe want to give me your new number?" You feel a faint blush creeping up your cheeks, but you're too afraid that you'll forget about it later- especially when he can barely keep his eyes open. "Oh? Sure." His eyes light up, and he quickly wipes his fingers on his tissue before he takes your phone. "Here ya go. I'll make sure to text ya every day."
"You don't have to text me every day." You snort but smile at the thought of always waking up to messages of Atsumu. "I will. Don't worry." Something about the way he says that makes you believe him, and break the intense eye contact when you take the phone with slightly shaky hands and look at the screen.
There it is, your new contact:
Husband
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yourthirdparent · 1 year
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thinking about how jason's death alone wasn't apollo's turning point in his arc about becoming better, but just jason himself. it was seeing jason being a person and not a hero and yet still choosing to sacrifice himself that made him care so much. he says he never particularly cared for jason aboard the argo ii, just another demigod, another hero to be sent off on a death quest if that was what the gods desired, and then goes on to say that jason in his school uniform is definitely worth noting. he never cares for jason until he sees jason being a normal person, being human. he sees this and then sees how casually jason talks about defending apollo to zeus in front of the council of the gods, how he says he should've tried harder, been better, like daring to defend apollo to his own father who is famously quite testy is just an everyday act of bravery and kindness, something he wouldn't question doing for a second. and if a mere mortal thinks of such a thing as an everyday act of kindness despite all the limitations his mortality places on him, then a god should do more, shouldn't they? if jason can be kind, apollo should be kinder.
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foxspritez · 7 months
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wips for now bc halloweekend took me out
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randompajamaalt · 28 days
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oh my god i just finished high noon over camelot and.. i am feeling things
i cant even
i cant even process all that
holy shit yall
johnny sims does NOT like happy endings
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di-girls-dem-sugar · 19 days
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Watching black sails as a caribbean person really puts things into perspective cause now i'll drive past kingston harbor and be awestruck at the dirty ass water bc omg there used to be pirate ships there. Port Royal used to be the wickedest city on earth and now people go there to planewatch bc the airport is on the way there. Theres a 300 year old fort that protected the city from a spanish invasion right beside the cement factory. I keep going that is NOT Nassau because there are mountains in the background of some scenes but in reality the bahamas is so flat you could throw a tennis ball over the country's highest point and catch it on the other side.
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