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jasper-pagan-witch · 1 year
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The ultimate spell:
Just fucking talk to them.
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ksficrec · 1 month
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Run with the Hares (Hunt with the Hounds)
By: @brighteuphony
Link: Ao3
Words: 9k | E | tw: -- | Ongoing
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ANBU masks are passed down. Some are so notorious they never see the light of day, and some are better off staying buried. Kakashi finds himself faced with the past when the Hound is assigned to his guard detail.
🌸 I am so excited abt this fic!!! Brand spanking new, I am beta for it, and it's going to be so much fun!! tysm to brighteuphony for writing this and indulging with me hehehe, join us on this journey
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calciumdreams · 7 months
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fishy luv
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leovaldezdefender · 2 years
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happy birthday to annabeth chase’s wife
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I've been seeing many discussions over this and all of you are wrong. Here are the right answers.
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day 1015
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a tale told in 4 parts
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galaxgay · 7 months
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I cannot imagine what went through Crowley's head when he saw Aziraphale cry. Crowley essentially said "I don't love you- not that much" with that "No nightingales" line. A very offensively worded boundary.
I'm sure he expected some sort of heavenly-coded snarky retort because Aziraphale doesn't emote his own genuine emotions, he only repeats what he's been told, but no, Aziraphale simply shuts his mouth and cries. There is no heaven there, only Aziraphale's raw exposed greif. A rare thing- if its ever even happened before.
She didn't want to hurt him, he was just frustrated and desperate to set a boundary and make him see that it was heaven that was continually tearing them apart. So they snap, and kiss him- an apology, a plead, a "please open your eyes and meet me half way for once".
But damage has been dealt and in a moment of hurt, emotional self preservation, Aziraphale sputters out an "I forgive you." A wall has been redrawn. Heaven's influence has snapped back in place.
Aziraphale has "won". Crowley hit him with a devastating truth, and Aziraphale fired back with a tragic lie.
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fantastic-nonsense · 4 months
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if you're still doing the WIP meme, 👀?
Sure! I'm actually going to share one that I'm determined to finish by the end of the year (even if it probably won't get posted by then). I'm manifesting.
She inhaled. Be brave, Inej. Show him your spine. She straightened her back, looked him in the eye, and took the knife, weighing it in her hands. Marina, the caravan’s trick artist, had taught her how to throw knives to hit targets when she was nine years old. But it had been years since then, and she’d never worked with a blade this large or heavy. She tried flicking it up into the air anyway, smiling in satisfaction and relief when it flipped twice and sailed smoothly back into her palm. Kaz’s eyebrows raised minutely, his analytical gaze assessing her.  “Circus tricks aren’t much use here,” he said, but she heard a note of satisfied approval in his voice. “I still expect you to learn how to use it properly.” She suddenly felt bold. Bold like two weeks ago when she called out to him in the Menagerie. Bold like five minutes ago when she angrily asked him what else her job would entail. Bold enough to be Inej Ghafa again and not Heleen's Lynx. “Maybe I’ll use it on you,” she said, flicking her eyes from the blade’s lethally sharp edge to Kaz’s equally sharp eyes. He sighed, a twitch at the corner of his mouth. “If only you were that bloodthirsty.”
from the Sankt Petyr section of 'To Build a Legend'
send me a 👀 and i’ll post a snippet of art/writing that i never got around to finishing this year (r.i.p)
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casquecest · 4 days
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✨15 QUESTIONS FOR 15 MUTUALS✨
Thanks for inquiring after me, @forestdeath1 and @nodirectionhome-ao3 x
1. ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
My middle name is my great-great grandparents' surname. They immigrated from Vevey, Vaud, Switzerland around 1850. My mum and one of my nieces also have it as a middle name, and if I ever have a kid -- regardless of gender -- they'll have it as well. I used to hate it when I was a kid because no one where I grew up could either spell or pronounce it correctly, but now I love it.
2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?
I don't know exactly. I know I got drunk and listened to Beethoven a few weeks ago, so it was probably then. I find it cathartic, and will do it on occasion just for that release.
3. DO YOU HAVE KIDS?
Nein.
4. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT?
I tend to be rather dry as opposed to sarcastic.
5. WHAT SPORTS HAVE YOU PLAYED/DO YOU PLAY?
I'm reading this as asking which sports I've done in an official competitive setting outside of gym class, in which case, I've competed in: dance (ballet and tap); gymnastics; softball; basketball; orienteering; swimming; marathoning (and other road races); and I shoot pool. I, um, love sports.
6. WHAT'S THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE?
Probably their hair and general countenance.
7. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?
¿Por qué no los dos?
I like scary movies, I enjoy happy endings, but what I really can't resist is a tragedy.
8. ANY SPECIAL TALENTS?
I can dislocate my shoulders and belch on command. I've got a pretty good head for facts and figures and do pretty well at trivia. I also do well at karaoke and drawing, and just generally being a consummate badass 😎.
9. WHERE WERE YOU BORN?
St Louis, Missouri, USA.
10. WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES?
I love puzzles!! Crosswords are my favourite, and have been since my grandmother taught me how to do them when I was little, but I also love jigsaw puzzles, word puzzles, rebuses, cryptoquips, sudokus, etc. You name it, I probably want to solve it. I also love travelling (I pretty much just save my money to travel), drawing, reading, running my mouth, pool (like billiards, not like beach), and going to restaurants and playing critic (I do this with breweries as well, but not as often). I love trying new things. I'll get too bored otherwise. I also just like wandering around.
11. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?
Not currently. Fishies would be relaxing. If I ever move to a larger place where I'd have space for a decent-sized tank, I'd look into having fish again.
12. ALL-TIME FAVOURITE PIECE OF MEDIA?
I had some smartass answer in my head when I sat down to start answering these questions, but it's left me now. Trust me, it was terribly clever and witty.
13. FAVOURITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?
History and Human Anatomy and Physiology. I also adored Geography in middle school (it wasn't offered as a class in my district past that point, which is a real shame).
14. WHAT IS YOUR DREAM JOB?
As many others have said, I do not dream of labour. I just want to explore and be paid for it, lol. I did just apply for a job with a major airline, so, hopefully, that pans out as the position pays well enough and there are travel perks.
Being a pathologist would be wicked cool and suit me as well. Medical mysteries are just another puzzle.
15. WHAT IS YOUR EYE COLOUR?
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I call it slate.
I'm just going to tag a few people, but if you want to do this as well, consider yourself tagged =D
@tvnacity @thelighthousestale @wendibird @rodiniaorzetalthepenquin @mariekavanagh @artemisia-black @avocado-moon @ladymalchav @casinthegarden @sl-walker @padfootswhiskers
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Starkiller
The Force trenched deep within the chosen ground— That fallow land once hallowed by the Light, Betrayed by wounds of old Imperial might— Will through the Order find new strength abound. That fierce machine, with sun-struck power crowned— 'Twixt snowy lands that parted like pale thighs Receiving in its depths its lover's might— Will triumph through twined flesh and heart and sound.
How glorious the cataclysm there— The deluge of the crimson o'er the black! Collapsing 'neath the heat of red and white, The Forceful—shaken, bounty all laid bare— Could not, before that lethal corps, turn back: Together bound in monstrous appetite.
Poetic explanation in the notes on AO3 here.
My brain was too tired to write old-fashioned prose last night, so instead of working chapter 3 of my Beauty and the Beast AU I did this instead. Have another moodboard because apparently I just can't help myself.
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hivemindomega · 10 months
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impatient over pikmin 4
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carousel-moth · 3 months
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hey remember that barbecue fanchild
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auncyen · 8 months
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I really like the fanon of Partitio not liking Kazan right off the bat with the arena stunt (probably other travelers don't like that either, but Partitio is the most vocal) and there's just occasional grumbling about him but Hikari is always very adamant in his polite way that he appreciates the concern. Kazan didn't mean him any harm and simply plays tricks on allies sometimes for the greater good. It's fine.
Basically yadda this being a conversation maybe two/three times at various times (because Hikari even says himself something about feeling like a pawn in delivering the weapons in ch. 3) and then the vision at Ku's Sacred Flame happens
Partitio wants to comfort Hikari and Hikari's just like "no but you were right in distrusting him. I should have listened to you. You need not coddle me (Why aren't you mad at me. I'M mad at me)" and Partitio's just. Hey. Hey??? I thought the guy was a jerk I DIDN'T SEE THIS COMING EITHER
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finniestoncrane · 1 year
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rogue fursonas let's debate
jon is a weasel
eddie is a skunk
oswald is... a penguin obvi
hm ok wait ok omg no lemme think i like your suggestions BUT i had some calling to me so i have a counter-offer
riddler: i like skunk, but i think raccoon would be more him?
scarecrow: again, i get you, but he's a bit more sleekit, so mongoose
two face: wolf, but definitely half and half pattern
penguin: yeah you're on the money there lmao
bane: bear, bear, big ol bear
harley: hyena, hands down, but like a pink one
mad hatter: rabbit, duh, that one was easy peasy
ivy: ivy is definitely a fox right???
mr freeze: so clearly is a frost dragon
zsasz: wolf, but he's like a peachfuzz wolf ;-;
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arcielee · 5 months
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I loved your last Aemond fic. I have another request for you. Aemond and plus size reader who were childhood friends and Rhaenyra's children always called her Piggy, and Aemond would alway stand up for her. Years later Aemond and reader are married and at the family dinner with Rhaenyras side of the family, when they put the cooked pig down in front of Aemond, Luke and Jace start laughing at the reader again. and Aemond makes his famous Strong speech
Thank you for this idea, I really hope you enjoy 🥰
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brackets002 · 1 year
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I wanna talk about my homemade Spider-Man universe.
Not that I've been exactly mum about it before now--I've got a whole-ass sideblog for it, @ask-spider-man-61610. But that's an in-character askblog; it filters everything through the often-biased viewpoint of Peter Parker himself. I'm gonna start talking about the project on main, too. Should be easier to engage with readers that way. And I'm gonna start with talking about Peter.
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(Art by @sirwolficus.)
This version of Peter Parker was born in 1994. In 2009 he attended a scientific exhibition and was bitten by an experimental, genetically-altered, radioactive spider. And in the years since then he's grown up into probably the best superhero on the planet...but not without stumbling along the way, and not without making a lot of mistakes.
See, you know how most modern adaptations of Spider-Man try to compress basically his entire history into his high school years? Peter here reflects that, in the sense that he went through dozens upon dozens of adventures as a student of Midtown High. Dozens of supervillain encounters. Dozens of desperate fights for his life. Dozens of failures, almost all of which killed someone--sometimes someone he knew. All before the age of eighteen.
Specs--I call this Peter "Specs" because the spider bite didn't fix his eyesight--has a pretty severe case of post-traumatic stress disorder. He's prone to horrible flashbacks and panic attacks. He's hypervigilant, to the point that his spider-sense has grown into a constant, unpleasant alert of even the most minor hazards. He obsesses over his mistakes, his guilt, and his "responsibility." He has nightmares so often that he's afraid to sleep, and routinely stays awake for days on end.
And he's so, so angry.
But he's also smart, and remarkably mature. Uncle Ben died when he was fourteen, and Aunt May's cardiorespiratory illness meant that a full-time job was essentially impossible for her. To help pay for rent and medication, Peter got a paid internship with the Daily Bugle, where he photographed everything from press conferences to breaking news to--yes--himself in action as Spider-Man. And it was through that internship that he came to understand the hold that corporate greed, organized crime, and political agendas have on the world. Spider-Man stopped being a simple crime-fighter and started becoming a tool for weakening that hold.
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(Art by @enby-scientist/@scribbling-scientist.)
Peter's been Spider-Man for a little over a decade now. (The "present day" of his universe is permanently a few years behind ours.) In that decade he's grown into a highly competent photojournalist, a detective, a chemical engineer, and an outspoken proponent for social change. His skills in combat and disaster response have become first-rate, as has his understanding of corporate and political corruption.
He doesn't always do the right thing. And very rarely does he respect anyone's authority but his own. But he's helped many, many more people than he's hurt over the years (though he himself struggles to see that), and his efforts have pushed large sections of his world a few steps back from the brink.
The life of a superhero is nightmarish even as an adult, of course. Peter still winds up half-dead and scared out of his mind on a regular basis. People still die if he isn't fast or strong enough to save them. And he's still got a rogues gallery, and finds himself growing increasingly frustrated to fight the same thirty guys or so time and time again. The cyclical nature of the hero-villain feud gets center stage in this version of the Spider-Man mythos. Peter dwells on it a lot, and is desperate to break that cycle before it can finish breaking him.
But none of this should undercut the silver linings of Specs' life. As he's matured over the years, and despite his abrasive nature, he's gained a small collection of friends, allies, and found family. He's grown close to, courted, dated, and married Mary Jane Watson, the strongest woman he's ever known. Through his repeated journeys into the multiverse he's met countless other spider-based vigilantes, including alternate versions of himself, and their friendship has massively lessened the feeling of isolation his career creates. And he's made a real, tangible difference in the world around him. A change for the better, however small. He'd keep being Spider-Man even if none of this was true--he's a stubborn bastard like that. But all this makes his grief feel worth it. Even when he can't see the light at the end of the tunnel, all this lets him carry a little light with him.
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(Art by @SpiderWitHyphen on Twitter.)
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