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ecrin-de-litterature · 2 months

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Calling all the lovers! It's Valentines and our members have been busy bees after receiving secret admirers! Got a sweet tooth? Maybe Kiss (Don't Tell!) can be of assistance to you...

Opening the Mailbox below the cut...

❥ Dear Yue... | @bl4cktourmaline give me little kisses from my head down to my toes letter contents: lyney & dan heng fluff. signed by @ariicandy

❥ Dear Meisha... | @meidnightrain 50 ways to say goodbye letter contents: lyney & thoma fluff. signed by @thexianzhoujade

❥ Dear Zenith... | @lovingluxury scary dog privileges letter contents: blade & cyno fluff. signed by @thexianzhoujade

❥ Dear Mika... | @bowxii how do they spend valentines? letter contents: heizou & scaramouche fluff. signed by @soleillunne

❥ Dear Yukari… | @ryuryuryuyurboat admiration letter contents: kaeya fluff. signed by @dxy-drxxm

❥ Dear Avery… | @stellar-skyy chocolates for you letter contents: kokomi fluff. signed by @reilly34

❥ Dear Zee… | @mccnstruck the art of you letter contents: kazuha & xiao fluff. signed by @bl4cktourmaline (yue)

❥ Dear Ari… | @ariicandy 8 letters, 3 words letter contents: lyney fluff. signed by @ryuryuryuyurboat

❥ Dear X… | @bl4cktourmaline my kind of love letter contents: kafka fluff. signed by @bowxii

❥ Dear Heia… | @heiayen kiss (don’t tell) ! letter contents: wanderer & venti fluff. signed by @meidnightrain

❥ Dear Mhie… | @iceunhie with you letter contents: wanderer fluff. signed by @stellar-skyy

❥ Dear Navina… | @dxy-drxxm on metal benches letter contents: albedo fluff. signed by @lovingluxury

❥ Dear Dumbi… | @dumbificat every love story started somewhere letter contents: dainsleif, childe & zhongli fluff. signed by @heiayen

❥ Dear Kai… | @thexianzhoujade love’s a whole new meaning with you letter contents: zhongli, dan heng & albedo fluff. signed by @iceunhie

❥ Dear Reilly… | @reilly34 first meet [dessert edition] letter contents: raiden & furina fluff. signed by @bl4cktourmaline (x)

❥ Dear Aly… | @soleillunne like LIKE you letter contents: kazuha fluff. signed by @mccnstruck

❥ Dear Cosmic… | @cosmichorrorsarestillnicerthanme kiss !! don’t tell letter contents: various hoyo women fluff. signed by @dumbificat

Thank you to our members that participated in this year's Valentines event! We're incredibly pleased with the turnout for the first event of 2024 and we're surely looking forward to the future events we have planned.

Interested in joining our network? Check out How to Join & Eligibility & Rules! New to the network? Meet our co-owners & our members!

#— kiss (don’t tell) !#「 ✦ la bibliothèque ✦ 」#「 ✦ écrin de littérature ✦ 」#honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #genshin impact #genshin #hsr #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader

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void-ink-studios · 5 months

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Gala of the Gods (Part 1)

A few people suggested some stuff with Scarab and Nightmo, I've become obsessed with some of the art I've seen of these two in fancy clothes, so I'm going to combine the two.

Behold, my attempts at describing fancy clothing!

I am an artist as well, so if there's anything from this fic series you might wanna see me draw, just let me know.

Also, this is multi-parter! So y'all are gonna have to be patient.

Enjoy y'all!

Part 1 -You Are Here- | Part 2 | Part 3

Word Count: 2,200

Mail was not something Scarab expected when he first came to live in the Time Room. He figured anyone with something to say to Prismo would just take it as an excuse to show up and hang out for a while.

But, as with many assumptions he had, Scarab was wrong. Well, kind of.

The mail was never frequent, and it was almost only from the higher ups, but it had happened enough time with nearly missed important updates for Scarab to add checking the Time Room's make-shift mailbox to his routine.

And it was a good thing he did. Because they had mail. Fancy looking mail. And the beetle felt sick to his stomach when he began suspecting what this was about.

"Prismo! Mail! Letter from the Organizer."

Prismo made a rather undignified noise as he snapped awake from where he was dozing off in his hot tub.

"The Organizer? Ooooh, is it that Gala thing?"

"I suspect it might be. It's addressed to both of us, shall I read it?"

"Knock yourself out, Lovebug."

Scarab rolled his eyes a little but smiled regardless. He broke open the seal and unfolded the letter.

"To the Wishmaster and his assistant,

You are both cordially invited to the bicentennial Cosmic Gala. Attendance is compulsory, however you are not required to stay for the duration, should your godly duties require you to return to your posts.

The Gala will be hosted in the Judgement Hall, and will begin 340 time waves from now.

You are expected to be on your best behavior. There will be no physical altercations within the Judgement Hall. Please leave any and all grievances with coworkers at home. Snacks and drinks will be provided.

We look forward to seeing you there.

-The Organizer."

Scarab had suspected for a long time that that last paragraph was pointed at him specifically. It's not like he started fights, it's just gods get aggressive at him for doing his job.

"Oh, I haven't even thought of the Gala... Man, a lot has happened since the last one..."

Scarab clicked in agreement. Then was struck with a sudden thought.

"Wait a moment. How are we meant to attend while in this form?"

Prismo raised an eyebrow. "Have you never seen me attend before?"

"I always left early. I made excuses that my job as Auditor required my attention, so I arrived as it started, stayed for perhaps one Time Wave so my boss could see I showed up, then I left. It's not fun sticking around a party where no one likes you."

Whoops, that came out more bitter than he had meant... It's not like he minded not attending more of the party, parties were never his scene to begin with...

Or, was that another thing he convinced himself he didn't like so it wasn't being taken from him?

Hmmm...

"Well, you can come with me this time. We'll stick by each other's side. I think you'll look nice on my arm, Lovebug."

Scarab's mandibles snapped up.

"O-On your arm... Are you suggesting we attend as... as a couple?"

"I-I mean, if you want..." Prismo looked uncharacteristically flustered, smiling nervously at the beetle.

"I think... I think I would like that, Prismo. But, you still haven't answered my question."

"Oh, yeah, the form thing. Well, how it works is the Organizer gives us authorization to make copies of our corporeal body that we can inhabit. Like ghosts or some deal. They last for a few days, and then we get returned to the wall."

"Our... corporeal bodies..."

"Yeah, it's pretty much the only time I get to exist as 'Old Man Prismo' and not cease to be me. I think it's pretty neat. And you get to be taller than me for once."

Scarab barely responded to that, a far away look on his face.

"Can we... modify these bodies at all...?"

"I mean, you can make them look different colors, I guess, or make yourself look younger but why do you..." Prismo's expression filled with sadness. "...You can't restore limbs, if that's what you're asking. I'm sorry, Scrabby."

Scarab sighed. "It's... fine. It was worth asking."

He made a few clicking chirps as he thought.

"...I suppose I should dress up for once? If I'm attending with you and lingering longer?"

"I mean, you could. I like to, since I don't get the luxury of clothes very often, and I'd rather not show up to a Gala as a naked old man. But it's not like you have to."

Prismo watched Scarab's expression. He was deep in thought, that was obvious with how much his mandibles were twitching. Then, his expression lit up.

"...We can conjure almost anything in the Time Room, yes?"

"I mean, anything not sentient, pretty much."

"Hmm... Would you mind if we arrived separately? I think I'd like to... surprise you. You know the lobby outside the Judgement Hall? Wait for me there. I will meet you there."

Prismo was intrigued, to say the least. "A surprise? Just for me? Well, let's do it then. I'll wait for you."

"Perfect. Thank you, love." Scarab nuzzled his cheek sweetly. Prismo giggled, returning the favor with a soft little kiss.

"I can't wait to see what you come up with, Scrabs. I know you'll look gorgeous."

Scarab's elytra clicked as he purred, smiling softly. He'd been doing that a lot more recently. Prismo decided to take pride in the fact he's made the unflappable Scarab smile and blush like a goof.

The days leading up to the Gala were at the same time quiet and buzzing. Scarab was very clearly cooking something up, as he had carved out a little room in the basement that Prismo was explicitly forbidden from entering.

If you had told the Wishmaster he'd be okay with Scarab, of all gods, having a secret room he's not allowed in in the Time Room, well... well, you'd be given quite the strange look, that's for certain.

"Scrabby! Can you come out of your lair for a moment?"

"For the last time Prismo, it's not a lair, it's a work room!" Regardless of the terminology of whatever was going on in Scarab's little private room, the beetle acquiesced and emerged into the main chamber. "What is it?"

"Our uh... Bodies are here."

It was always just mildly upsetting to Prismo when they just... appeared. It unnerved him to see his own sleeping body at the best of times, but seeing it completely still, not even breathing, was... strange.

"Ah, okay. Is it almost time for the Gala then?"

"We have I think 3 More Time waves before the party officially starts, so we should probably start getting ready now."

"And how long are these good for?"

"Uhhh... I think 50 Time Waves?"

"Why do they stick around so long after the party?"

"I don't know, actually. Maybe they're being nice?"

"I've never known the higher ups for being... Nice. Regardless, how does this work?"

Prismo stretched his arms a bit, examining the two empty shells on the ground. "Don't worry, it's easy. Alright, so all you've gotta do is touch it, and imagine yourself waking up. It's not super nice feeling when you first wake up, just as a warning. Watch."

Prismo slid across the floor, positioning himself completely covering his body, and closed his eyes. He felt himself fade, almost like he was disappearing, but sensation quickly returned as he jumped into his body. He pulled in a gasp of air, everything tingling as his senses caught up with him.

"Prismo? Are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah..." His voice sounded dry. He needed some water. He ran fingers through his long hair and beard as he sat up. "See? Easy."

"Are you certain you're okay?"

"I'm fine. It just... takes a minute for me to adjust. I'm not 3d very often." Prismo laughed it off, but it didn't stop him from holding a hand over a now beating heart and breathing lungs. "Your turn."

Scarab hesitated, looking between his body and Prismo. Slowly, he crawled over, letting himself overlap with the shell. The blue shadow faded, the body shooting up into an upright position, breathing heavily.

"Oh, that felt wretched..." The beetle could only describe it as similar to that falling sensation one has that jars them awake.

Scarab looked as he flexed his own fingers, claws lightly clicking together. It felt... strange to be in a body like this again. His senses buzzed. He felt the weight of his shell for the first time in months. The weight of his mask...

Slowly, he rearranged the mask to tuck behind his head. He would be going to this party as himself. Proudly.

"Heya gorgeous."

Prismo had scooched a bit closer, taking advantage of new senses to hold his love for the first time in a 3d space.

Scarab's breath hitched. He was not prepared for how... warm and soft Prismo's touch would be. He had gotten used to the Wishmaster's touch in their wall forms. But... touch in the third dimension... gentle touch, touch not meant to harm him, it was... new. Alien. His mandibles thrummed as he leaned into the hold, purring, claws experimentally touching the soft, coiling gray hair nearly covering his partner.

Prismo, meanwhile, was fascinated. He explored the texture of Scarab's shell and face. The fine grooves separating the plating reminded him of polished armor. But it was warm, alive, he could feel the beetles muscles moving underneath, the thrum of blood and life. And his pink face, while prickly at the edges, was soft to cradle.

"There you are... That's my pretty Lovebug. Look at you..."

Scarab preened under the touch and praise. He was beautiful. Prismo made him believe it.

"I must say... I think you're quite lovely in this form as well."

Prismo's cheeks flushed a lovely pinkish red color, Scarab chirping in pride. He nuzzled at him, marveling at the feeling of it with a physical body.

"I'm going to go get ready, Prismo. I'll meet you at the Judgement Hall lobby."

"Alright, Scrabs. I'll be looking for you."

The bug purred one more time before sequestering himself in his mystery room once more.

Prismo chuckled as he himself got ready.

Brushing his long, unruly hair was a task in and of itself. He pulled part of the mop into something a bit more elegant, a waterfall of gray tied neatly with a pink and gold ribbon falling down his back.

Prismo wasn't much for formal clothing, but he did like robes. Something soft, light, breathable. And had amassed quite the collection from these Galas in the past. He did like his pinks and golds, but who could blame him? He liked how he looked in them.

The robe had layers of color to it, a light pink similar to his shadow form on the inner most layer, slowly shifting out into a dark, rosy red. There were imagery of gold eyes and hands cascading down the back and sleeves, giving way to constellations and stars on the long skirt that dragged a little on the floor.

He accessorized with bracelet and rings and necklaces and pendants until he glittered like the stars. That was always his favorite part of these events, the accessorizing. He wasn't one to care much about looks, but he did enjoy making himself sparkle.

He looked into a summoned mirror, checking everything from head to toe. His golden orange sash was tied nicely, his sandals looked good, everything was in place. Perfect.

"Scrabby, I'm heading out now! I'll see you there, Lovebug!"

In lieu of a proper response, he heard a loud chirp echoing from down in the basement.

Prismo couldn't help but be curious about what Scarab was doing. All the more reason to be excited, he supposed.

In a rainbow of fragmented light, Prismo deposited himself outside the lobby of the Judgement Hall, other gods already milling about and conversing.

"Prismo! Sho-Hoot man, I always forget how nice you clean up for these events."

The Cosmic Owl flew over to him, dawned in a cloak of gold and silver feathers of starlight. Death also joined him, in a simple, but sharp looking white robe. In the distance, Prismo could spot Life, in a beautiful flower and coral dress, chatting with some other gods.

"Aw, thanks. You two look nice too! It's nice you got to bring Life with you this time, Death."

"We both needed the night out."

"Where's Scarab? He's coming right?"

"Yeah, but he wanted to arrive separately. Said he wanted to surprise me, so I'm indulging. He wouldn't even give me a hint, man."

"Well, consider me intrigued."

The three chatted for a while, Life soon coming to join them, after giving Death a peck on the cheek of course.

"And then the dude just... just tried to pluck one of my feathers out! Like for a good luck charm or something. Do people not get that dreams aren't physical?"

"I don't know, man, people just don't know how to act around you, I guess," Prismo chuckled. He was about to add on, when the doors opened, and a hush fell over the lobby.

Prismo looked toward the entrance, and his eyes nearly popped out of his head.

"...Sho-Hoot, man."

And in walked Scarab.

#prohibitedwish #scarab x prismo #scarab the god auditor #prismo the wishmaster #cosmic owl #death #prohibitedwish fanfic #wrath of the wishmaster

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persephoneed · 9 months

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First/Last Sentence Tag War

I’ve been tagged by so many lovely people!! Thank you @nonamemanga @writerrose1998 @chaoticstupiddm @nouklea @therulerofallpotatos @wednesdayandherhyde @realisticintentions @anotherbluesunday @penelopwgarcia @ablatheringblatherskite @cosmic-lullaby I need to write more often and stop letting these build up so much lolol

Okay so I’m a major asshole so instead of starting Chapter 14 of Time Loop fic I started my Witness Protection AU. Idk if this will be a long oneshot or a few chapters, but this has been rattling in my head ever since Jenna posted that picture of that house Instagram and replied to Hunter about it being their house. So yeah! I’m excited and hope you’ll be into what I have in mind!

First:

One morning, Tyler decides that he wants chickens. The desire is apparently as all encompassing as it is green, however, he neglects to share or discuss any of this with his counterpart. Instead, he simply writes a brief letter detailing the nature of his request; he places it into a stamped and sealed envelope addressed to “Edward Stratemeyer” - as instructed; and the government agent posing as their mail carrier collects the correspondence that afternoon.

Last:

In somewhat of a huff, Wednesday shucks off her shoes, calling out to the living room, “I got cornered at the mailbox by that oaf again.”

“Oh, Dave?” Tyler says, suddenly appearing in the archway. “He’s okay. Likes to fish.”

I’m tagging everyone back!! Plus @beri-allen @insomniac1994 and anyone else who would like to participate!! 💕✨

#text post #wyler #wednesday netflix #wednesday addams #tyler galpin #jess blogs

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mysterystarz · 13 days

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Ahhh thank you so much for such kind words in the tags of your reblog! You made me so happy! I’m glad you enjoyed <3

oh my goodness anytime! i literally adored your characterization of him because it was so close to how i imagined him being <3

he’s literally just a dorky tall guy. like come on.

you deserve a whole lot of praise your writing is honestly very enjoyable. i adore your style!! teach me your ways

#cosmic mailbox #feel free to pick an emoji :3 #your writing is awesome i was excited to receive this ask

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cosmos-collective-blog · 1 year

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Heyyy, we're the Cosmos Collective! We're an OSDD system that's bodily 21, and fictive heavy. We mostly made this to chill and connect with friends. :] <3

That being said there are some boundaries and all to discuss SO if you've read our DNI and still are still here then go ahead and read below! ^^

Masterpost on sources for Palestine and how you can help.

Masterpost on Bad Internet Bills (and how you can stop them).

Firstly, because we ARE bodily 21, minors should be careful when interacting! We're an adult interacting with adult blogs; please filter tags and content where needed, and you can always just block us if what we have isn't your cup of tea. This is your internet experience; curate it the way you want to– and most importantly, stay safe!

Secondly, we are fictive heavy as of now; and a lot of us love our sources! We'll all be talking about them and posting it. Please be kind to everyone about this. If you're going to give any of us grief about it, we'll just block you. We don't want any trouble.

Also, we do tend to use tonetags a lot– this is moreso because we worry about communicating clearly and ensuring our tone isn't misread (and also because we need tonetags ourselves for various reasons)! Please try to use tonetags when communicating with us. :]

Alter blogs!

Juno (our host): @cryptidanomaly

Neptune (host's twin): @neptunian-ghost

Tag dump!

C.C. posts: Us talking about things!

C.C. reblogs: all reblogs go here!

intergalactic meme hoard: Aaaaall the memes >:]

our art! ☆: We might post art and doodles here occasionally! This is where it'll go. :]

friend tag ♥︎: A tag for our friends, or things our friends tagged us in!

family tag ♥︎🫂: The same as above, but for our family system. :]

self-love and reminders ♡: A self love and reminders tag :]

save for the future ◇: Anything that we might save to look back on! This could be a recipe, a website, or just something to keep in mind!

important: We try not to bring up anything political or potentially heavy here, but if it's important and something that needs to be shared then this is where it will go.

vents from the void ¤: Vent posts. Again, we'll try not to do it often, but when we do it goes in this tag and is hidden under a read-more so it doesn't make anyone uncomfortable.

system stuff ♤: Anything system specific goes here!

sent to us 📩: Anything that's been sent to us! :D

cosmic mailbox (asks) 📬🌌: This is for answering asks and whatnot!

friend art 🎨: Art that our friends have made that we reblog!! Anything not made by them goes under "cool art". :]

If we make more tags or if anything changes, we'll add onto this! But for now, that's it. Thanks for reading, and I hope you have a wonderful day! Please take care of yourself. <3 /p

#C.C. posts #C.C. reblogs #about me #boundaries #our art! ☆#friend tag ♥��#self-love and reminders ♡#save for the future ◇#important #vents from the void ¤#sent to us 📩#friend art 🎨#intergalactic meme hoard #system stuff ♤#cosmic mailbox (asks) 📬🌌

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