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kierenrose · 10 months
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part of me
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vocaloid-tunes · 5 months
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From a Miniature Garden Where the Dragon Howls ~Orchestral Arrange~ | Shin-P feat. Kamui Gakupo // Original | YowaneP feat. Hatsune Miku
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monstermoviedean · 7 months
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ah! and now we have come to the "everyone hates me" portion of our evening! a fine tasting, particularly when paired with "this month's biggest mistakes" or, if you prefer an older vintage, "childhood failures." lovely, just lovely. enjoy.
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bloodgulchblog · 7 months
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for the ask prompt - Doors
"Hacking doors and portals, hacking portals and doors... Is there anything else you're going to need from me today?"
"We needed your assistance. Not your commentary."
"C'mon Miller, I gotta have some variety now and then. You do know one of the earliest documented cases of rampancy was a colony ship AI who was just in charge of doors? I-"
"Please. Crimson is trying to work."
"Not on anything interesting, though. Aren't you getting bored? Ooh, I know, let's place a bet on how many more doors I get to hack for this mission. If I'm right, you-"
"Roland!"
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shiftythrifting · 2 years
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Hot & Spicy Ramen anyone? Bonus toothpicks for when you're done eating.
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foibles-fables · 2 years
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stray (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: B-12 & Orange Cat (Stray) Characters: Orange Cat (Stray), B-12 (Stray) Additional Tags: Orange Cat POV, Prose Poem, Stream of Consciousness, Control Room spoilers, Grief/Mourning, (but in like a subdued way), Friendship, the writer attempts to emulate Cat Think, no beta we die like Defluxored Zurks, this game made me cry and now it's your problem Summary:
Sky takes time to open, and Orange Cat stays with B-12 for a while.
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ippy-plippy · 1 year
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@rise-april-art-challenge days 6+8!
their experiment didnt end very well...
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squigglywindy · 1 year
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Hi, I'm Throwing This At You And Then Running Away :)
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raedear · 1 year
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For the AU you won't write ask meme - Andromaquynh Doctor Who AU with one of them the Master and the other the Doctor <3
ohhh bestie it's been forever and a day since I watched doctor who with any regularity and there are people in this fandom massively better placed than me to be outlining this au
If I were to do it though I think Nile would be the new companion, Andy would be burnt out tf but still going because literally the fuck else is she supposed to do?
And Quynh would be in a black hole. Trapped in the event horizon, no way out, Andy thinks she's dead or as good as, Nile doesn't know anything about her but sometimes at night the dark corners of the tardis echo with a noise almost but not quite like a scream
and I think it would come to a head when the tardis picks up a signal from a research vessel a light-year out from the black hole that swallowed Quynh and her tardis - far too close and no clear reason for being there at all, Andy and Nile land to see what's going on.
What's going on is a mutiny in process. Joe and Nicky are researchers on board the vessel who were just trying to study the strange signal coming out of the black hole, Booker however is just trying to find a way to get home after he was exiled from his home colony. Enter Copley, who wants to know if the outgoing signal is an indication that alternate universes can be reached through this black hole and if so can he find his wife there, and Merrick, who has credits for eyes and wants to get his claws in whatever's calling out from the void first.
So Andy and Nile obviously step in to save the boys, Merrick gets chucked in the black hole, booker and Copley have their back half of the episode redemption arc, and Quynh?
Quynh exploits the proximity of the tardis to eject her own from the event horizon, roaring back into the universe full of sound and fury.
And then she chases Andy across time and space, while Andy chases her right back.
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syngigeim · 2 years
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Day 1 - Cross
Syngigeim couldn’t help it. Tears began to trickle down her cheeks. She closed her eyes and tilted her head up, hoping to stem the flow just a little. She was alone. Everyone close to her giving themselves up to make a path for her. Or else an infinitesimal distance away back home.
She opened her eyes and glanced forward ahead at the lonely world, a fragment of one that Meteion found...and at the glimmering bridge ahead.
Her path was clear.
Shadows began to form around her. Were they the spirits of those lost? Or something more? It was along her way forward and so she strode towards it. She thought of this lost world. Where all life was gone without a trace. Meteion said she found nothing and yet-
If you need a push, I’ll be right there behind you.
Syngigeim stopped. And laughed. She smiled, pressing her hand up against her heart, where she could feel a warmth blossom. Of course it was him. She set forth again, her stride steady.
Do not despair. You are not without allies.
Of course, she thought. She turned her thoughts towards those back home, awaiting her return. And there was still hope, was there not? By the matter that she still drew breath, that before her was that bridge, the breeze upon the wind, they weren’t fully gone. Not yet.
What we have sown in blood, we have reaped in suffering, and it can not go on.
Syngigeim’s smile faded but she kept her pace steady. She fought and struggled and in the process, hurt others. Taken lives. Bloodstained were her hands...but she still had to try.
Upon the souls of they who have sacrificed themselves to pave the way for peace, we will never abandon our cause.
She had to try. To struggle. To believe in that brighter future. For those who we’ve lost. For those we can yet save. For everyone else who was struggling at the very same moment.
While it is true that man succumbs all too often to anger and avarice, he may yet overcome his baser instincts through the forming of bonds with others.
It always felt a little silly when it was presented in stories such as these. For what can a person do on their own? Walk on, her mind countered. Walk on and keep moving. For their sake.
Such victories are rarely won without sacrifice. But the prize is worth the price.
Syngigeim took a breath. Sacrifice. She wanted to stop. Wanted to stop and break into tears anew. She focused instead on the next spirit ahead of her, of the bridge she was coming up upon.
And we for our part are glad indeed to be able to welcome friends both old and new…
New. New friends. As of this point, she could only envision a faceless mass in front of her, in shadow. What would they be like? What were they doing at this moment? She reached the bridge of light.
Save your tears for the morrow. You may be sure we will have ample cause to shed them, be they for joy or for despair.
She gave a short snort at that. It was a little late for that but perhaps when this was over when journey’s end came, she could finally allow herself to feel it in full. “That she may find happiness at journey’s end…” she whispered.
From tragedy and sacrifice, we rise to greet a new dawn.
This place was a place where worlds ended. But she suddenly thought of the fact that day and night still came over those planets. The universe was destined to have all light vanish one day...but what caused life in the first place then? Questions yet unsolved.
A future shaped by the choices we made, in ways we could have never forseen.
Who would have thought that a search for a friend would end up to all of this? Lost, struggling in the dephs of despair, her mind countered. He’s still fighting, she counter-thought. Still fighting. Move on.
Yet miracles do happen. So let us pray, and will our friends home.
She gazed ahead. She was near the end of the bridge. There was a way to do just that...at the risk of undoing all of the protection she had.
I won’t stop praying until I know they’re safe.
Still, she’d find some way shouldn’t she? For amidst all of this loss, she kept a kernal of hope in her heart. The warmth she kept alive in her chest.
Strong art thou, mortal.
She was past the bridge and back onto the rocky crags. Soon she would reach the dead sun and all that was there. She’d come this far.
Look to the light within, that you may continue to serve as a beacon to others.
All that was left was to take the next steps onwards.
Let’s finish this.
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girls-and-honey · 1 year
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why is there a) so little time AND b) so many interesting things to learn, read, watch, etc.
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heeseunq · 2 years
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i cackled at your tag about the oil post and it being sunghoon because it's too true hahahaahha
my guy can cook steak and that’s it 😭
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beepboopappreciation · 3 months
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AM + P03 = .... 3AM?
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resterberg · 1 year
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“jess would be a great dad this” “jess would be a good dad that” jess would adopt a cat and give it the most batshit insane name youve ever heard.
(apologies for my handwriting but, yes, the cat is named newport cigarette AKA kurt vonnegut the third)
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sparrowsupportgroup · 6 months
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Imagine Ais using his tentacles to play with you(nsfw under the cut)
First, Ais’s tentacles immobilize you so you’re completely at his mercy.
Then his torturous teasing begins; his tentacles stealthily slink around your ankles, and you’re hypersensitive to the slimy texture of his suckers pulsating on your flesh, pushing and pulling until you feel tender bruises forming.
Ais’s tentacles inch ever so slowly up your body, getting steadily tighter around you as they go along, exploring every inch of your skin as if savoring it, just barely missing that special, weeping place, the very place you desperately needed him to defile the most.
Suddenly, a tentacle shoots upwards and wraps snug around your throat, and you stare, wide eyed with a mixture of fear and desire, into the dark, glittering arousal of Ais’s ravenous gaze.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeahhhhhhhhh.
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shiftythrifting · 2 years
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Pickled things?
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