Hello knitters, cross-stitchers, embroiderers, and any other textile artists who see this!
Does anyone know of anywhere online that offers the ability for folks to meet up virtually with each other? I'm looking for an online version of like a sewing guild. It would be nice to meet people and share WIPs and tips and tricks, but also build relationships. I'm not talking about forums or FB groups (there are plenty of FB groups and god i hate FB) - I'm looking for something more real time like discord or some kind of video chat.
If you know of something that already exists, definitely let me know. If you don't know of anything...does this sound like something you would be interested in if I can find the motivation to start something?
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if every single part of anthrie's existance is removed, how can it be part of the main story?
OOC:
>:)
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me when i see unwitting bdsm blogs rb one of my posts that i made with tkl kink in mind after it breaches containment
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pls dear god let the dungeon meshi anime give me more laios x reader and laios x chilchuck works
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The Shade of It All
Listen.
Titania, Queen of the Fae, can't accept that Dream of the Endless never took her up on a second invitation to her bed.
(For once, Dream decided to be sensible about his lovelife, which was, as everyone knew, tended to be catastrophic. That has since been addressed, but we'll get to that in a little bit. Give us a moment.)
So the vain, capricious, very dangerous Queen is incensed when she hears that His Darkness, the King of All Night's Dreaming, has taken up with a human. An immortal human, mind you, but the insult absolutely cannot be borne! It was insupportable!
And for the love of the Puck, they were married? Bound in heart, mind and soul, so Dream claims, that the very Dreaming itself recognized Robert Gadling as mate to its King and Heart? Yeah, Titania was going to challenge that, because Dream had been married before and gods above and below only knew how that ended.
So she thinks she's going to get a free show out of this, right? Bring the Lord of Dreams low, expose him in his passions before the avid, greedy eyes of the entire Unseelie Court, witness losing himself in the carnal charms of his chosen mate. She'll take whatever petty vengeance she can get.
(Perhaps there was a little bit of deviltry here from Desire's direction, because they were quite annoyed at the want and need that was currently centered around their brother. It was enough to make them reach for the Endless equivalent of Brain Bleach.)
Except she doesn't count on Feral Chaos Gremlin Hob Gadling.
Feral Chaos Gremlin Hob Gadling, who honed his eloquence and gift for words in an age where literary giants like Christopher Marlowe (and Shakespeare) had lived and breathed and spun their out their stories and tales to inspire the dreams of men.
Feral Chaos Gremlin Hob Gadling, who was quite capable of reading one capricious, glamour-ridden Faerie Queen for filth, stripping away her carefully crafted illusions with every word, every truth, with the sharpest wit and caustic humor that sent the Unseelie Court and the denizens of the Dreaming rolling in the aisles.
"Lubricate, Your Royal Nibsiness," Matthew the Raven tells him, nudging a whimsically carved goblet of dreamwine in Hob's general direction.
Hob takes it without missing a beat of his scathing read on Titania's grooming and beauty routine, which had already stripped her faerie web gown to ragged shreds.
The shade of it all was so epic that it had cast a cooling effect over the Dreaming, which had been suffering a bit of a heat spell, mainly because His Darkness and the Prince Consort had been thoroughly enjoying their honeymoon before they were so rudely interrupted.
Dream could only smile, cat-content and he had put a very eloquent period on Hob's Epic Read of Reads by dipping his consort into a kiss that was somehow far more passionate and hotter than the lurid fantasies that Titania and her Court had hoped to see. Frankly, they were all blushing like virgin maids in the end.
Desire closed up the Threshold and sulked for a solid six months.
Titania holed up in her chambers and was not seen for another century.
-end-
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