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krisrix · 5 months
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Inktober Day 28 ⁘ Sparkle
“My son, my son. My rosebud boy. I never would have left you. He told me we were stars.”
–Carry On, @rainbowrowell
NGC 1850 Glittering ink by Colorverse
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ionlydrinkhotwater · 4 months
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Wanted to draw something for SNOWMAS
And everyone around me is having babies and the babies are very cute so I wanted to Simon and Baz as babies with their dads
Baby Baz is babbling away at Malcolm and baby Simon thinks being held like a floppy football is a fun game that this weird adult that hangs around his mom sometimes plays with him 😅*
*taking a page out of MRB and making it so Davy is still Simon's bio dad but I imagine he and Lucy mutually agreed she'd have full custody
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weirdlookindog · 7 months
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The Fiend (1972)
AKA Beware of the Brethren, Beware My Brethren
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bloodiedpixie · 2 months
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Juuuuuust saying @rainbowrowell
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(This is mostly a joke btw I just love both series so I thought this was a fun similarity lol)
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alexalexinii · 4 months
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COC Day 10 - Wrath
"I stumble forward through the chaos and sink my blade in her chest."
I adored doing this piece <3 Has been one of my absolute favourites so far.
@carryon-countdown
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faendan · 5 months
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Taskmaster but fantasy and Greg Davies is still a normie who takes almost everything done with an attitude of critical equilibrium.
"Yes, I know that you didn't touch it with your actual hand, but isn't Mage Hand just a projection of it?"
And in the comments of the youtube videos you have arcanoscientists arguing between themselves about the spirit of Mage Hand versus its actual practice and why Hugh Dennis should have been allowed to get away with a really shitty skeleton football game because 'one of them looks like he's having fun'.
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c0nsumemy5oul · 9 months
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@rainbowrowell do you think it's possible we get an animated movie for each of the Simon snow books? Because at this point it's a NEED.
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valeffelees · 11 months
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WIP Wednesday
hey, what's up! i hope everyone is having a good week. i'mma bit under the weather today, honestly, but on the bright side, my lovely lady is home with me! 😄
thank you so kindly to @hushed-chorus @ivelovedhimthroughworse @imagineacoolusername @cutestkilla @larkral @you-remind-me-of-the-babe AND @artsyunderstudy for tagging me today, i was so excited to see what y'all've been working on, and like holy shit, this is such a wicked talented fandom!? for real, y'all are so brilliant.
i've reached that point in Without Sun where i don't have much recent progress to share, all the ✨ spoiler-y ✨ shit is happening, so i'mma share a snippet from an earlier scene instead today. 🫥
November cuts them with a cold breeze. “Right,” Simon replies tightly, dropping his gaze. Around his knees, the heather billows, heaving wind through the stalks like the hills are a chest breathing beneath him. He chews the inside of his cheek. “Look, if—” The Mage tilts an ear in his direction. “Sir. If you’re going to ask me to leave again, my answer is still no. I know you’re worried about safety, but. There’s only been one attack this year, and. I mean. Well, my marks have even been better and, and I just think—” “Simon.” He plucks a twig from his sleeve. “Sir?” “I’m not here to talk about that.” Simon looks up, staring into the Mage’s sharp, steady face. Something grim is always lurking behind the impatient blue of his eyes, but he appears sincere, the corners of his mouth have softened. “Then?” Simon asks. “Is it the Humdrum? Have you found something?” “It’s an arrest.” “Oh.” The Mage grasps his upper arms. His hands are kind of like Simon’s. Broad, heavy palms that are thick and rough with calluses. His thumbs press down into the hollows between Simon’s collarbones and shoulders like he’s trying to punch a set of holes through him. “Simon,” he says again, seriously, dipping his head forward, “you trust me, don’t you, my boy?” “Of course, sir.” “Good.” The Mage nods, his fingers biting, almost bruising. “You’re a good boy.” Simon smiles. A real smile, because he doesn’t know yet what the Mage is about to say next, and those words do mean something to him. Something they can only ever mean to boys like him. Boys who start with nothing and nobody to love them. Boys who are named by a marker, and raised by a dozen careless strangers.
Tag, you're it! 🪄 @raenestee @thewholelemon @blackberrysummerblog @captain-aralias and anyone else who might feel like sharing something, i would love to see what you're working on!
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confused-bi-queer · 1 year
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Thank you for tagging me: @ic3-que3n @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @forabeatofadrum @artsyunderstudy @stitchyqueer @shrekgogurt
I haven’t been able to write too much because I’ve been READING. Real books!!! I’ve started reading AFTG. So i’ve been busy
HOWEVER, I wish I could share a bit of Chapter 12 of my Ballet AU but everything is very spoilery, so I will just show you this secret WIP I have:
It’s going to be veeeery long and very very angsty. This fic is me trying to prove the hypothesis I have with @erzbethluna that MalMage is canon.
If this is not of your like, go away!
Watford Young MalMage, everybody:
DAVY
“So, I talked to eighth year Ryan from the Old Families,” I start. “He said you were looking at Maya in a weird way, and that you were freaking her out. Do you care to explain that?”
“Maya?” he asks, finally turning to me. “Maya Bates? No, of course not. She’s not my type.”
That’s what I thought.
“But you were staring at someone?” I go on.
He looks uncomfortable. He was.
“Well…” he starts.
I raise my eyebrows, silently asking him to continue.
“You don’t like her,” he says.
“I don’t like anyone. Only you.”
“I know, I know.” He stands up, and walks anxiously around the room, scratching his arm. “She’s from the Old Families.”
“Malcolm. Almost everyone at Watford for the past thousand years are from the Families. Would you mind being a bit more specific?”
“I know, but she’s from the Old Families.”
The chair knocks the floor when I stand up too quickly.
“You fell for Natasha Pitch?!” I scream. “Are you stupid? The Pitches are the most arrogant, self centered arseholes anyone knows, not to mention elitist, racist, and very possibly clasist, and you fell for her?”
“I wouldn’t say I fell for her, but—”
I take him by the shoulders, making him focus on me.
“You can’t be with her,” I say, shaking him. “If you marry her, you—”
“Whoa!” He cuckles nervously. “Whoa. Hold on.” He pushes my hands off him gently. “Who said I was going to marry her? It’s a silly crush, Davy. I’m telling you I find her pretty, and you’re already picturing us with a family in a big house, and a dog.”
Please, tell me I’m not the only one who’s invested by MalMage
Now tagging: @onepintobean @yeonjunenby @chen-chen-chen-again-chen @takitalks @ninemagicks @ineffable-grimm-pitch @kohatenz @whogaveyoupermission @hushed-chorus @angelsfalling16 @whatevertheweather @foolofabookwyrm-activated @fatalfangirl @facewithoutheart @aristocratic-otter @raenestee @ionlydrinkhotwater @ileadacharmedlife @bazzybelle @palimpsessed @basiltonbutliketheherb @johnwgrey @cutestkilla @captain-aralias @moodandmist @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @excalisbury @bookish-bogwitch @wellbelesbian @tea-brigade
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justanotherhamiltrash · 9 months
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Simon: Please don't print those quotes
Mage: What are you gonna do about it?
Simon: There's nothing I can do, except to ask you nicely as a fan of you, your work, and the guys you wrote about.
Simon: Please don't print the quotes.
Mage: Fine. I know you're trying to be legit, so I will not print your quotes.
Simon: Oh, thank you. Thank you! That means the world to me.
Simon: And for the record, I know Baz is a stickler but he's actually a really good cop.
Mage: Don't worry about it, we're friends. You don't have to stick up for that homo.
Simon:
Simon: [sighs] I really wish you hadn't just said that.
Mage: What? Homo?
Simon: [punches the Mage]
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krisrix · 4 months
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COC 02 ⁘ Confession
“Should I weep over her death?” he asks, his voice too loud. “When it means a generation of magickal children have learned how to use their power? Am I supposed to be sorry? I’m not sorry! What is the greater good?”
–Carry On, @rainbowrowell
More non-dominant hand art!
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shrekgogurt · 1 year
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How The Mage Traumatized Christmas! (1150 words)
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azocscreativespace · 1 year
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3-12, day 9: Staff
I still couldn't find a description for the mage besides brown hair and a 'pencil thin moustache' so I went with that... And accidentally made him hot... I'm not proud of it...
@carryon-countdown
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mariocki · 1 year
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The Fiend (Beware My Brethren, 1972)
"Say your sins aloud. He needs to hear them."
"I can't... please don't make me, please don't make me?"
"Say them. Say them!"
#the fiend#beware my brethren#horror film#british cinema#1972#robert hartford davis#brian comport#tony beckley#ann todd#patrick magee#madeleine hinde#suzanna leigh#david lodge#percy herbert#ronald allen#maxine barrie#jeannette wild#diana chappell#susanna east#hani borelle#bill mitchell#i caught a tv showing of this (a cut version) as a teen but it's been frustratingly hard to find in the uk p much since release so I'm#grateful to 88 films for cleaning it up and giving it a fancy blu ray release. a curio from the brit horror pantheon‚ its stronger emphasis#on sex‚ violence and sexually motivated violence mark it as a harder‚ nastier version of the form; a stepping stone between the same#director's own Corruption in the late 60s and the indie work of Pete Walker and Norm Warren later in the 70s. in amongst the sadism and the#misogyny are some truly interesting ideas‚ as Tony Beckley's personal manias and psychoses are contrasted with the fanaticism of the xtian#religious order he's grudgingly affiliated with. plays on some subtle homoerotic themes and there's a hefty dose of anti police sentiment#but the real coup was casting Beckley and Beckett muse Pat Magee; both are magnetic‚ in very different performances#also of note is the improbably boppy christian rock gospel soundtrack (best used in horribly ironic fashion as Beckley stalks and kills)#the final image of the film is both quite spectacular and instantly explains why the film fell foul of the censors on original release
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ftpmovement · 11 months
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UN - GUARDED SMILE - a poem to Sam Randolph by Julia Wright
(Daughter of Literary Icon Richard Wright)
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brother Sam
when I first met you
on another zoom
I did not know your name
and all I saw
was what I thought
at the time
was such a beaming
unguarded smile
that I failed to notice
the bed from
which you spoke
up for others
little did I know
that you literally
had won your smile
against the guards
who made sure you
were shackled
before severing your spine
while failing to break your spirit
the upright courage it took
to withstand torture
by the guards and the DA
shows who the spineless ones really are
your humble relentless determination
not to be broken not only exonerated you
it turned you into our honored teacher
(c) Julia Wright. May 2nd 2023.
All Rights Reserved to Sam Randolph.
"Living Death : Ruchell, Mumia and Sam Randolph" RSTV April 30th with Kalonji Changa, Joy James, Dylan Rodriguez and Sam Randolph
Go Fund Me Link
https://bit.ly/HelpSamWalkAgain
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megatraven · 11 months
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wish I was at home reading this fucking book it’s making me go INSANE I want to just read it and do nothing else until it’s finished
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