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lucy-the-cat · 1 year
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Thinking of writing another Lover's Curse Bonus Chapter. Who wants a poll?
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gideonsgirldick · 1 month
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I just realized that The Locked Tomb series would be waaaay more popular than it is right now if one or both of the leads were male cause people go nuts for hogwarts esc houses, enemy's to lovers romance, and lore as deep as my fingers in your mom.
Someone please talk to me about this I am genuinely out raged.
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awgwst · 2 months
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“I could recognize her by touch alone, by smell; I would know her blind, by the way her breaths came and her feet struck the earth. I would know her in death, at the end of the world.”
- Madeline Miller (pronouns adjusted)
Finished Madoka Magica for the first time 💔😢
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yashley · 2 months
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I feel like if she's telling me so strongly to stay away from it, I don't trust her anymore.
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elitadream · 30 days
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Lately I've been thinking about Peach's healing power again; only this time, I wanted to draw it in a pleasant context rather than a dramatic or bittersweet one! The idea that her soothing magic can not only alleviate others' pain but also make them relaxed to the point of inducing sleep is one that I really like, and I couldn't resist using this element for a bit of fluff. 🤭💖
(Based on the original concept by @drones-of-innocence and inspired from @peaches2217's lovely headcanons 🙏)
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sadbenedict · 4 months
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I AM BACK GUYS now I think you can see meeee
I have new jjk illustrations for you, here is curse - Geto
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rubymoonart · 10 months
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Love is the most twisted curse of all
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monstersmashorpass · 4 months
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SMASH OR PASS: Alucard, Castlevania Series
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Propaganda from Mod Curse: Listen, I'm a lesbian but- He's such a sweetheart, he deserves all the love in the world. We love a good bi boy in this house.
Please reblog for greater sample size, as per usual!
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tanema123 · 16 days
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I hope this fricking works. I made the image too fricking big. This is what extra 0 gets you...
Anyways, here is the promised wedding! We got the normal version and the colored one.
We got Zestial and Carmilla in astounding outfits, wearing each others colors. Kinda Morticia and Gomez, aka Addams wedding vibes. Took them 200 years...... But they got married!
We got her daughters, Clara has the petals, Odette the rice. Its a costum to throw rice in some cultures. Ans Rosie as well...
And finally... The priest, CURSED CAT ALASTOR. Muahahahaahaha
I hope you enjoy this litttle fanart, as I did when I was making it.
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lucy-the-cat · 1 year
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🎢, 📚, and Elane Haven for 🧠 :)
What fic would you call your Wildest Ride?
Lover's Curse, definitely. From chapter sixteen to the finale, to the goddamn dialogue, I just . . . it's my magnum opus
Would you ever want to turn writing into a career?
Yes, yes, yes, it's my dream job
Pick a character and I'll tell you my favorite headcanon for them ;)
That the reason she's a great spy is because it's so easy to trust her. She's everyone's friend, the quiet, soft one who's always ready to be a shoulder to cry on. She remembers all the little details they tell her, and weaves it into small acts of kindness so they don't mind telling her more. You don't want to be her enemy, because she can turn everyone against you
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itsoverfeeling · 18 days
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back that character into a corner and get them to admit their terrible secrets
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ilovehowyoufeel · 2 months
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~ Grief mother
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gojhoes · 3 months
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Stay With Me
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- pairings: megumi x reader - contents: childhood friends to lovers, unrequited love, fluff, high school au, no curse au - wc: 1.4k
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Megumi had always been a quiet child. He was an observer, someone who sat back and didn't get caught up in the petty things.
And you were anything but that. You always had been. On the first day of primary school, you bursted into the classroom with a giant blue backpack and a lollipop in hand despite the 'no food in class' rule. Your voice rang high and clear without a trace of anxiety, "good morning!", successfully turning the heads of every kid in the room.
Megumi had been horrified, absolutely stunned by such boisterousness. And he was even more horrified as you sashayed directly over to him and sat in the seat at his left. Megumi gaped at you while you began to unpack your things without batting an eye.
"Hi," you said. "What's your name?"
Almost inaudibly, from both shyness and reservation, Megumi murmured his response.
Your voice was muffled slightly by the sucker in your mouth, but loud and clear you asked, "Isn't that a girl's name?".
And Megumi scowled at you, mad all over again about the stupid femininity of his given name. "So?"
But you were unfazed by his gruff attitude, which only increased as he got older. And ever since then, the two of you had been inseparable. It was more that you led and he followed, but there was something about you that Megumi liked. You were so unafraid to voice any thoughts you had, even when it landed you multiple detentions each week. You moved with confidence and intention in every step, bending to no one's will but your own. It scared him half to death when you'd force him to sneak out with you, agreeing to run off to the bridge at midnight just to sit and talk under the stars.
Throughout primary and secondary school, you and Megumi always ended up in the same class. Where there was one of you, there would be the other, walking side by side, sharing a clementine, or leaning on each other with your backs against a tree trunk.
You spent so much time at each other's houses that you both had a set of clothes and a toothbrush there. On weekends, Megumi's dad would let you stay up late to watch terrible soapy comedies and eat the candy your mom never let you have. And you would eventually drift off, always being the first to fall asleep, until Megumi would gently shake you awake to guide you to his bed. And you would curl into his side as you slept, the strands of your hair tickling his nose, but he never minded. He'd watch the passive rise and fall of your chest, letting your soft breaths lull him to sleep with the image of your face behind his eyelids.
That was the way it was, the way it had always been, and Megumi was happy. Because you were happy, you were close to him, because the two of you were inseparable. Best friends.
Until the first year of upper secondary school, when you alone were put into a higher-level preparatory class on the other side of campus.
"I'm gonna transfer out," you said over the phone. "This is bullshit."
Megumi agreed, humming as he listened to you rant. This was typically how your conversations unfolded; you would call first, ask him how his day was, then you'd launch into an attempt at one story that turned into several smaller ones. And he would listen to every word, murmuring validations as you prattled on and on. The reality was that he could listen to you talk all day. In his mind's eye, he could see your animated expressions as you talked with your hands.
Megumi knew it would be selfish of him to encourage you to transfer. You were on a path to greatness. Your bold personality came equipped with a ruthless ambition; you had to be the best, had to win at every game you ever played. Not to mention the nightmare it was to play you in Scrabble. You were the brightest in your year- you belonged in the preparatory class.
However, despite all the desperate denying he'd been engaging in recently, there was a small voice itching at the back of his mind: you belonged with him.
But Megumi would never, could never voice it. You had been best friends for nearly your entire lives. He wasn't sure exactly when it had happened, but one day when he'd overheard your name whispered by a group of male classmates, he realized that it bothered him to know other people thought about you like that. You were his, his one and only. Didn't everyone know that? Didn't you know that?
And you were popular- of course you were, with your charm and captivating extraverted personality. Everyone knew who you were. You were kind, smart, funny; it was impossible not to love you. And Megumi was just...Megumi, a quiet kid who had been lucky enough to get swooped up under the wing of someone like you. Where you were the sun, he was the moon, and he would never do anything that might eclipse your radiance.
You'd come over to stay the night with him before the first day of the new school year- the first year without you sitting in the desk next to his. Anxiety often got the better of you since starting secondary school, sometimes keeping you up into the small hours of the morning. It was already well past midnight when the two of you laid propped up in his bed watching youtube videos of video games on your laptop.
The side of your body was pressed shamelessly against his under the comforter. Megumi was trying desperately to focus on the video in front of him, but the feeling of your unadulterated warmth was dizzying. He could smell the remnants of the sweet floral perfume you'd started wearing last summer, a scent that nearly took his breath away each time he caught it.
"Are you worried about tomorrow?"
You pressed the spacebar, pausing the video and engulfing the room in silence. Megumi saw you hesitate as he took in the shape of your face. There were shadows under your eyes from an increase in frequency of sleepless nights. You had this idiotic notion that you had to face all of your problems alone. Regardless of the conviction in your voice when you assured him you were fine, Megumi could always tell when you were lying.
You sighed. "I'm just sad we won't be together anymore."
He was right there with you. You closed the laptop and pushed it to the end of the bed past your feet before nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck. Your breath warmed his skin and he froze as he felt your lips brush against it as you spoke. He swallowed hard, trying to keep his hands from shaking as his pulse jumped.
"We'll still hang out," Megumi said reassuringly. "At least we're at the same school."
But it wouldn't be the same and both of you knew it. Maybe if Megumi had applied himself and actually listened when you tried to tutor him then none of this would be happening. He'd be next to you with all the other smart kids, wouldn't have to leave you alone with all the boys who thought you owed them something. And then a horrifying thought crossed his mind, one that he'd been having since your classes were assigned. What if you ended up liking one of them? How could he sit back and watch while some idiot tried to take what was his?
But he couldn't tell you how he felt, couldn't voice the potential cataclysm that was his emotions. So, he laid with you, sliding his arm around your shoulders and pulling you into him snugly as he'd done for the last eight years. Your legs were tangled with his, your bare skin tickling the hair that had started growing in more thickly. One of your hands rested on his chest, the other squished between his arm and your own head.
Your head turned, and you were peering into his eyes with soul-shattering intensity. "Promise you won't forget about me?"
And a small smile tugged at Megumi's lips, the only kind he was capable of, for the only person who could pull one from him. "I could never do that."
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falkendreamsxxx · 5 months
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The Best Kept Secrets Are Curses
On Ao3 and FFN
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dontgofarfromme · 7 months
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Every so often I do find myself thinking about The Eclipse because I went into that show expecting a mildly politically-conscious high school drama with some kind of supernatural element and came out having watched a comprehensive dissertation on the damage internalized homophobia does to a person and the way people in authority can weaponize fear to facilitate the persecution of marginalized people by members of their own groups, and absolutely no eclipse-related magic to speak of
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shrimpari · 2 months
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“Show me those pretty white jaws”
The lovers to enemies arc has officially begun.
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