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Mairon in Valinor
Artwork by @drawulan, commissioned by me
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alwachart · 26 days
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iingezo · 6 months
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Archfey Pact adopt A to @star-of-flame-eternal !
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theguffbin · 8 months
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I did the thing
the horrible wretched thing
it breathes out of spite for god and smells of diseased moss and I hope it brings nothing but suffering and eight crazy nights bon appetit dork @akanemnon
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rexwrendraws · 1 year
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nothing is immune to hob's charms, not even morpheus' supposed cool exterior (sorta based on a textpost :] )
EDIT I FORGOT HOB'S GREY HAIRS IM SORRYYYYY
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twyllodrus · 10 months
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The Witcher – 3.01 Shaerrawedd / Wiedźmin – 1.07 Dolina Kwiatów
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"witches are EVIL they steal men's SEMEN" nadja you eat people
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sailorsenshigifs · 1 year
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themoonid · 8 months
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I played with the ideas I had in my head about order and I thought… many years of life, a lot of free time, have you ever tasted human blood out of curiosity? And that's where this drawing came from.
My style changes as much as I change my clothes guys, but I think this is definitely the latest style on them… I'm still not convinced by Nari though.
I'm tired of not uploading much, I'll get my batteries, I love these brothers and I want to draw them more.
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lyselkatzfandomluvs · 5 months
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Wáng YiZhou 王翌舟
Wb update 12.08.2023
Looks like someone finally remembered their logins for their account. I've missed his cryptic posts and dimples!
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silvermoon424 · 7 months
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The Mercury Harp, Mars Arrow, and Leaves of Oak as seen in the Eternal movies
(Venus's weapon, the Love Whip, doesn't appear until the second movie and @setteidreams only has settei from the first movie)
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kittyflufi123 · 8 days
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🇱🇷:I"M BACK WITH ARCANE ORDER ARTS!!!! >:3
🇧🇷: ESTOU DE VOLTA COM ARTS DA ORDEM ARCANA >:3
🇱🇷:LOOK HOW CUTE THEY AREEE!! :3
🇧🇷: OLHA COMO SÃO FOFINHOS!! :3
🇱🇷:I would like to share these masterpieces with my friends so... be privileged U3U
🇧🇷: eu gostaria de partilhar estas obras primas com meus amiguinhos então.. sejam privilegiados U3U
@dreamcrow @falling-hand-in-unlovable-hand @arcane-nari @foursidecity @fionamybeloved @generalallxsanjishipper i love you all >:3 Be happy and a happy afternoon
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duplicitywrites · 2 months
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an outtake from the eternal flame, where i was fiddling with the idea that harry is a hot commodity at hogwarts and tom is Simply Not Having It
After Talbot Higgs lands in the infirmary, the third Quidditch ‘accident’ in the past two months, Harry finally puts the pieces together and asks Tom to meet him after dinner. Tom goes willingly, a spring in his step. They settle in the small sitting room in Harry's quarters. “Higgs is in the Hospital Wing,” Harry says. “He says someone threw him off the tower, and he doesn’t remember how he got up there.” Tom says nothing, waiting for the rest. If Harry won't accuse him outright, they have nothing to say to each other. Harry rubs at his face. “Is there something wrong? Something upsetting you? Please, talk to me.” “Nothing,” Tom says in a flat monotone, “except perhaps some people who don't seem to be capable of keeping their vile thoughts to themselves.” Harry pales. “Did they—has anyone been—” His hands go white-knuckled against the armrests. “Did they hurt you?” “No,” Tom says, answering honestly without thinking. Then he considers the question and adds on, “Why would you even think that?” Relief flickers across Harry’s face. “Then what is it?” Tom shrugs, keeping the motion casual. “I don't like how some of them look at you. Or talk about you. It's inappropriate, and—” Harry’s brows pull together. “Tom, what are you talking about?” "You don’t know what they were saying,” Tom says, keeping his voice low. “What they were thinking—” He breaks off, disgusted. “I know exactly what they were thinking,” he says. “I know that they were thinking about how they could get their hands on you.” Because that’s what he wants, too. He’s not going to let anyone else kiss Harry. Any time Harry wants to be kissed, he can come to Tom, and Tom will oblige. Harry’s face contorts, and Tom knows that he’s deeply upset. Tom doesn’t know why Harry is so upset. Surely he can see that Tom is only trying to help. “You're going to put them all in the Hospital Wing because you don't like the way they look at me? I really doubt that Higgs is—” “No one will find out,” Tom interjects gently. As if they'd ever trace all of this back to a second-year student. The idea is laughable. “This isn't just about being caught,” Harry says, faint. “It's about—about being a good person. They don't deserve being hurt, Tom." He draws in a large, shuddering breath. “I promise you, no one else is going to touch me. Do you really think—think that some student would—” Some student might. Tom might.
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silverskye13 · 25 days
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(Sorry to send two messages in a row lol) but I was just thinking about how Wels is sun coded and Helsknight is fire coded and the parallels between a more celestial, beloved fire (the sun) that will keep itself burning for what seems to be eternity (at least longer than any mortal could live) and a fire created by someone else, whose only purpose is that of survival, desperately holding on to what it can to keep itself alive, which is thought about when it is needed and feared when it cannot be controlled…
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‘Death Dawns Not on Hearts Aflame’ screen print by Adrienne Rozzi // Poison Apple Printshop
3rd printing. Limited edition of 50, hand signed and numbered by the artist.
Available exclusively at PoisonApplePrintshop.com
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APRICITY: flame of eternal winter | KTH | TEASER
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apricity. (n) the warm of the sun during winter.
Pairing: deaf! partially blind! Taehyung x fem! Reader
Summary: It’s been 300 years since the world as we knew it, had ended. Man’s own creation had taken over society, forcing the people to go into hiding. At least those who were not deemed “worthy” of living in the machines’ perfect city.  Three hundred years of eternal coldness. Three hundred years of living in fear, with the threat of death at the corner. But even in that eternal winter, a flower bloomed in between the chaos. Or in which you escape your supposedly perfect life and find yourself in the arms of Kim Taehyung. A man whose soul was more beautiful than the stars above the sky. A forbidden love. A protected chaos. And a story that should have ended with a kiss rather than bitter tears. 
Warnings: angst, fluff, character death, heavy angst, dystopian! AU, artificial intelligence controls the world, futuristic! AU, death, blood, warm love, age gap, this story touches themes of physical disabilities as well as heavy discrimination, (more will be added with the entire story)
Word Count: 800 words (for the teaser)
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In many ways, in many forms existed love. 
In many stories, in many dreams there were feelings. 
A human attachment. A soft design of the human heart. 
You hummed to yourself as you sat down against the naked cherry tree. It was still beautifully mesmerising to you how people managed to live like this. Underground. Hiding from the machines that threatened to kill them if they were to step foot outside. You still wondered how people had adapted so quickly to living like this, always in the shadows of the eternal winter that had fallen over this world. 
You felt Taehyung’s presence next to you before he sat down, offering you a warm smile as he leaned back against the tree, his leg touching yours and you sighed at the simplicity of this happiness you were feeling. 
“You looked lonely.”
He spoke. His voice was deep and soothing you couldn’t help the calm smile that stretched over your lips. You turned to look at him, eyes meeting his own as you lost yourself in his dark galaxy and crystal ocean of secrets and desires. 
“I was thinking.”
He read your lips as you spoke. Wishing for nothing else to hear your voice over all the sounds that existed around him yet he was unaware of their nature. How he wished he could listen to you talk during dinner or softly humming to yourself as you cooked something for him. He wanted to listen to you read to him before going to sleep, he wanted to listen to the words you spoke, not just read them through the soft movement of your kissable lips. 
“You never told me how it was.”
Your head tilted and he continued, breaking eye contact as he looked beyond the vastness of the underground forest. 
“You never speak of your life up there, in the High Ground. I know nothing of your past.”
His eyes met yours once more in a dance of emotions you couldn’t grasp. His blue eye felt like an open window to his soul, the key to his hidden secrets even if the world wasn’t seen through that beautiful blue ocean of his. While his brown eye, dark in its own perfection. Sincere in its own gaze, awaited for you to speak so that he could read. Awaited your answer. Patiently. 
“It’s not something I’m proud of, nor something that joys me to remember.”
Taehyung grabbed your hand in his larger palm, a silent way of telling you it was alright. A silent way of saying he understood, at least to an extent. You squeezed his hand in quiet thankfulness. He knew it must not be easy to remember your prior life, your calculated and cold life. 
To some point, he knew. He understood why you were so closed-off with your past. The machines had taken control of the world. Discarding those who were “unworthy” of living in their “perfect paradise” or the High Ground as they called it. How ironic it had been for humanity to succumb to their own creation. 
But even in the end of the world, you gave Taehyung hope in a hopeless life. He gave you warmth in an icy existence. And together, you both completed each other in a way you never thought possible of actually existing. You lost yourself in his mesmerising eyes, the most beautiful pair of eyes you had ever seen were Taehyung’s to own. How dare the machines, the Governing Entity, disregard such beauty from being worthy of living? How dare a heartless robot dictate who was allowed to live? Why did a thing decide over a human's fate?
You had found such beauty in the Underground you never wanted to go back up there to a city that was mathematically perfect, with apparently perfect people that lived supposedly perfect lives. That kind of perfection was a raw illusion, the beauty you had found under those ideal houses was a rough beauty. A natural beauty you couldn’t even think of letting go. 
Taehyung has become your home, your safety, your paradise. He had welcomed you into his life with open arms when you were a stranger to his people, to his own heaven. But he allowed you to understand his way of living. He gave you a choice and you chose to stay by his side. 
Forever. 
Or at least, for as long as you two loved each other for he often says that love wins it all.
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A/N: Hi, darlings! Sooo this was highly inspired by IU's song "Love wins all" ft. Taehyung and, well this came out. I really hope you will like it and are excited to read this Tae dystopian! AU. 
This story will be exclusive for my Golden Darlings on Ko-Fi, here's the link if you are interested in supporting me with the Golden Membership, darlings!
January/26/2024
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