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1-marigold-1 · 7 days
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anyways this is how I'm coping with lack of Moonlight chapter 3, so have this non-canon scene of Martyn seeing Ren for the very first time
pssst psst Lamplight AU by @liloinkoink
And also Ren's design is heavily inspired by @unexpectedly-haunted 's official one
so yeah
read the fic if you haven't 🫵
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the-sleepy-silurian · 6 months
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Chapter 206 really did a number on us, huh?
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shadowtriovibes · 5 months
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✨ hogwarts legacy fic giveaway ✨
hello friends!! as promised, to celebrate 1,000 followers i'm going to be giving away some fics!!
rules: each like, reblog or follow counts as an entry, with up to three entries total per person (no spam reblogs pls!) and i will be selecting three winners randomly on 1/1/24.
first place will win a 5000-word fic!
second and third place will each get a 1500-word fic!
winners can select a prompt of their choosing, and while i mostly write sebastian x reader and ominis x reader, i'm open to writing rarer pairs or slash pairs!
(smut is perfectly fine, though i do want to reserve the right to pass on certain kinks if they're something i'm not comfortable writing. all characters must be of age and so must YOU. thank you!)
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lookismfanfics · 6 months
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These Chapter 499 spoilers are 101% real (I’m a liar)
I didn’t know where to post these 😭 but an angsty art idea came to mind where Hudson finally understands Jay… and realizes they don’t feel the same way.
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monowires · 1 year
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johnny: would you take a bullet--
v: yes
johnny: i didn't even get to finish my question
v: shoot me.
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princekeerys · 2 months
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so like… what if i said i wanna write for lucifer and alastor from hazbin hotel…?
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smallsies · 7 months
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wet and visceral depictions of violence my beloved
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ganem-ouchie · 20 days
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Immovable object (my developed aversion towards playing the piano) meets unstoppable force (Faroe's Song)
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stardustshimmer · 10 months
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What the heck kind of badge is this bro
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eternalgoldfish · 1 year
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flowers / from a rotten boy.
Harringrove | Complete | M | 1.6k
"These are flowers," Steve says, staring at Billy's extended bouquet. Billy holds them away from his body like they personally offend him, like he doesn't know why the fuck he's holding them, and honestly--
"What else would they fucking be?" Billy says.
Steve might be the stupidest person alive, because he nearly says flowers again before his brain catches up with his mouth. It’s cold on his front porch. The sky above threatens snow. He asks, "Where did you get them?" 
Who gave them to you? Who are they for?
"The store, Harrington, where people buy flowers." He shoves them in Steve's direction, stiff-armed. "Are you going to take them or what?"
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aro-aceattorney · 1 month
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Can I make a confession. I do not get the paranoia around selling bound fanfic
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anawrites3 · 1 year
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Love your Royal AU! Do you have an idea for what kind of consort ruler Dick would be? And what do Slade's men think about him?
Thank you!! 💕
Even as a consort Dick will do everything he can to help the people he rules over. He always had the people of Gotham in his mind and heart, and now that he lives in Defiance it still hasn't changed - he just cares about more people now.
As the king's consort, Dick is meant to accompany Slade in all meetings, even the most important ones, but no one really expected him to do anything there. Everyone thought that he would just sit at Slade's side like a 'pretty thing from a foreign country he is'. What a surprise it was when Dick just started giving solutions to the council's problems, his voice quiet but firm. The first time it happened, his hands were twisted in the material of his clothes and he kept glancing at Slade, nervous if he should be really speaking but unable to stay quiet when he has a way to help them out.
With time, as he understands that Slade doesnt mind him speaking up - on the contrary, Slade is at times even impressed by him - he gets more confident and even comes up with ideas of his own on how to help out their people more.
As for Slade's men, they absolutely adore him. At first they were keeping their eye on Dick all the time because he was from the enemy's country and they didn't know much about him overall. But the longer Dick lived in Defiance with Slade, the more they got to know him and the more they grew fond of him.
At first everyone thought that Dick would be cold and mean to them because they all know how proper and cold nobles from Gotham can be but Dick is nothing like that. No, he always stops in the hallways to greet them properly and talks to them all the time, always with a smile.
Wintergreen got protective of him very quickly too! Slade is really annoyed by it all (but it's more because he's just jealous 🤭)
A really short scene for this;;
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Dick was on his way to have dinner with his husband, already a few minutes late, when the man walked out from around the corner.
"Sir Isherwood!" Dick called out excitedly. His cloak pooled around his feet as he walked over to the man with a smile, his maids rushing after him. "I haven't seen you in so long! How are you today?"
"Your Majesty." David bowed with a small smile. "It's been quite some time indeed. I'm well, I was just on my way to the library."
"Ah, I see. Are you going there for business or pleasure?"
"Business this time I'm afraid, Your Majesty." The man hummed and Dick nodded sympathetically.
"Is there anything I could help you with?" he asked.
"Thank you, but it's just a minor research this time. It won't take me long and I'm sure you have much more important matters to attend to than looking through a few papers with me."
"Well, if you're sure." Dick smiled. "Perhaps I'll see you later then. I was planning to visit the library after dinner so maybe we'll meet there."
Isherwood opened his lips to answer when another voice spoke up from the end of the hall, "Ah, sir Isherwood. So you're the reason my husband is late for dinner."
"Your Majesty." Dick straightened immediately and inclined his head in a bow.
Slade walked over to them with a teasing smirk on his lips. "I was beginning to fear you got lost on your way to the dining room, Richard."
"Oh, I'm sure His Majesty is already very familiar with our castle's layout." Wintergreen, who stood on the king's side, teased Dick with a warm smile.
Slade’s smile widened a bit at the implication, at the same time as blush began to cover Dick’s cheeks. It wasn’t his fault he got lost once or twice when he first moved to Defiance’s castle! It was so much different than his home back in Gotham and so no one could blame him for the time when he walked into the wrong room while searching for the gardens.
“I am now.” he assured, looking down in embarrassment. “And I apologize for making you wait, Your Majesty.”
“It’s no problem at all.” Slade hummed. His fingers wrapped gently around Dick’s hand. "I was-"
"Oh, and pardon me for saying this,” Wintergreen spoke up again, before Slade could say anything more. “but you happen to be late for dinner quite some times yourself, Your Majesty."
"Yes thank you, Billy, that was very helpful." Slade replied drily.
"Always happy to serve."
Dick hid his smile behind the palm of his hand.
"I apologize as well, my king." Isherwood bowed with a smile on his own. "I was just exchanging pleasantries with His Majesty. It wasn't my intention to take so much of his time."
"No need to apologize." Slade dismissed with a wave of his hand. "You didn't do anything wrong. Richard, why don't you go ahead now? I'll join you in a minute."
"As you wish, Your Majesty." Dick nodded swiftly, before glancing at the men beside them. "Sir Isherwood, sir Wintergreen."
"Your Majesty." The knights answered in union and bowed.
Slade stepped closer to Dick and pressed his lips to his husband's wrist. Dick gasped softly at the gesture and the moment Slade let go of him, he hurried away with red cheeks. They all looked after him until he disappeared behind the corner.
"How come he talks to you all happily like that but still gets shy and stiff whenever I'm around?" Slade heaved a sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. "We've been married for quite some time now."
"Well..." Billy started with a pointed look. "I can name a few reasons why he gets withdrawn with you-"
"That won't be necessary, Billy." Slade gritted out through clenched teeth, making the man smile.
"Maybe His Majesty is still getting used to our customs." Isherwood offered helpfully. "You know that Gotham people aren't as open with showing affection as we are."
"Or maybe it's just because-"
"Alright, Wintergreen, get out. I don't want to see you right now."
"Your Majesty-"
"Out. Go help Isherwood with his research."
"Alright, alright."
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((I don't like how this turned out very much fkdkdjdj but you get the gist, Dick talks with Slade's men all the time but still is overwhelmed with Slade’s presence and Slade is jealous. Also, Billy loves teasing Slade about it))
Masterlist of the au
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mugzymiik · 5 months
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Two Heroes Are Left Alone When It's Snowing. What Could Possibly Go Wrong?
(A lot, actually.)
[Story below]
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“It’s snowing.”
Gold looked up from his drawing (well, less of a ‘drawing’– it was more scribbling than anything else. He could draw something if he wanted to, but… Nah.), and over to Tsavorite, who was looking out the window and watching as the little snowflakes fell from the sky. “You don’t sound excited.”
“Yeah, I don’t like the snow… It’s cold.”
Tsavorite looked entirely serious as he said this, and, if Gold didn’t know any better, he would’ve said something along the lines of ‘who are you, and what have you done with Tsavorite?’.
However, he did know any better. So, he responded:
“Huh. Surprising.”
Gold looked back down at his drawing, picking up the pencil to continue, before he was interrupted.
“Wait, really?”
He placed the pencil down again, huffing a bit. “Yeah. Knowing you, I thought you would’ve liked snow, to be honest.”
The yellow Hero lifted the pencil once again– but then, he was spoken to again.
“Do you like snow?”
Gold put down his pencil again, pushing it– and the paper– a little to the side, so that it was out of the way. Because, knowing Tsavorite, this was definitely going to spiral into a long conversation. One with many, many subject changes, most likely.
The younger shape was just… Like that, as he’d found long ago.
“Yeah.” He answered, turning and floating up out of the chair he’d been sitting in, and moving to join Tsavorite in sitting near the window. “I like snow.”
A small laugh came from Tsavorite, and Gold glanced at him, raising an eyebrow. “What?”
“And here I’d thought you hated everything!” The green Hero snickered with a large grin.
Gold shook his head in mock-disappointment, and moved his hand to hide a small growing smile. “You’d best watch yourself, lettuceboy.” He gave an attempt to tease light-heartedly. Yeah, he’d heard Orange call Tsavorite ‘lettuceboy’ on occasion, and eventually picked it up himself, so what?
“Ooooh… You stole that,” Tsavorite joked back. Gold could see a smug look on the pentagon’s face without even looking. “Wait a second– you’re smiling!”
Gold held back a little laugh, trying to put on a frown behind his hand– just in case the other somehow managed to pry his hand away. However, Tsavorite’s smile was contagious as all hell (like always), and he couldn’t, even if he did try his hardest. “No, I’m not.”
“Yeah, you are! Stop lying to yourself, nacho man!”
The yellow Hero huffed out a small laugh, finally pulling his hand away from covering his mouth to reveal to Tsavorite that his suspicion was, in fact, very correct.
“‘Nacho man’?” Gold inquired, chuckling.
“Yeah!” Tsavorite replied. “I'm ‘lettuceboy’, Orange is ‘fruit man’, you're ‘nacho man’!”
“And what about Cyan and Cyanide?”
“…We don't have anything for them yet,” The green Hero admitted sheepishly.
“Damn. That's rough.”
“Gold–!”
After a bit of playful bickering, the two Heroes had decided to get some hot chocolate. But, of course, neither of them knew how to actually make hot chocolate.
And so…
“How long’re we supposed to microwave the water for, again…?” Tsavorite questioned, turning to look at Gold, and the triangle Hero just shrugged.
“Beats me. I'd look at the package.”
“But I already threw both of them away!”
“Check one of the other ones in the box– oh, wait, shit… Those were the last ones.”
Gold sighed. Well, it could be a lot worse… But it could also be a lot better, too.
“Uhh… Try five minutes. I'm gonna try and find the paper I wrote it down on.”
“Alright!” Tsavorite grinned, and put the mug in the microwave for five minutes, as instructed.
Meanwhile, Gold dashed off, beginning to search for that paper. A few moments passed (but, to Gold, it only felt like, what, 30 seconds?), and a yell suddenly caught Gold's attention.
“AH–! IT BURNED MY HAND!”
…Whose bright idea was it to leave them alone together, anyway?
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brett-is-afraid · 1 year
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GAY PEOPLE
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radskull · 6 months
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*Trips and drops this on the ground*
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angelpuns · 9 months
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While brainstorming for this tmnt iteration I've stumbled across Weird Shit™ in my life that may be triggering to some people so I will be putting warnings on some comics, again thus iteration is quite literally just me making comics about me and my siblings' childhoods in an effort to??? Idk process feelings that I didn't realize I had <3
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