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wigster07 · 6 months
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Tantahmoretober Day 21 Prompt: Is this a nightmare or am I awake?
The woods are filled with terrors. Jade lives through her worst nightmare.
Wake Me From This Nightmare - Silver85 - Willow (TV 2022) [Archive of Our Own]
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keysandcrosses · 6 months
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drawtober day 21-31
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pineapple-frenzy · 11 months
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Dumb lil thing about them meeting up
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murasakibonnet · 6 months
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Entangled
Based on @sha-biest’s golden future AU.
This was so much fun to make between the absolute floof of hair and glowy details. I’m pretty excited where Golden Future is headed.
Much love and appreciation for the beatifully talented Sha 😊
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Twenty-First Day of Gift-Giving
Twenty-One I Love Yous
"I love you more each day."
"We fit perfectly together."
"I think I have always loved you."
"There is nothing I would change about you."
"I really love this about you."
"Every day with you is a dream."
"I don’t think I could stop loving you."
"You are perfect in my eyes."
"I simply adore you."
"I feel whole when I’m with you."
"My heart dances every time I look at you."
"I miss you every day you are not here."
"Everything I do is for you."
"You are my whole world."
"My heart wants to be with you."
"You truly are perfect just the way you are."
"I feel whole when I’m with you."
"I am obsessed with you. Not in a creepy way."
"I don’t ever get enough of you."
"I wouldn’t want to go one day without you."
"Can you feel how well we work together?"
24 Days of Gift-Giving
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kabie-whump · 2 months
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♡ Febuwhump Day 21: Unresponsive ♡
@febuwhump
Low key a continuation of day 19 (but if im being honest you could totally connect all of my generic febuwhump posts into one story if you try hard enough)
Content: unresponsive whumpee, ptsd, disassociation, worried/guilty caretaker, post-rescue, referenced finger amputation
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It's been a month.
One month since Whumpee made the most idiotic decision of their life and volunteered to be captured by Whumper for the opportunity to gather information about them.
One month since Caretaker tearfully begged them not to go and one month since Whumpee turned their back on their best friend.
Caretaker isn't involved in the rescue mission. All they can do is sit outside the infirmary and mentally reherse what they're going to say to Whumpee when they get back. ("Fuck you for being an absolute idiot and being so careless with yourself and making me worry you dickhead you could've died what is wrong with you-")
Doors burst open. Whumpee is brought in on a stretcher wearing nothing but a thin blanket that is already stained red in some spots and god they've never been this skinny before. Their eyes are open, staring up blankly at the ceiling as they're rushed into another room.
All of the harsh words Caretaker had been saving for Whumpee disappear because one month.
It takes hours, but Caretaker is eventually allowed to see Whumpee. The nurse who leads them in gives them a sympathetic look, muttering something about "be patient and give them time" but Caretaker doesn't hear it as they rush to Whumpee's bedside.
Whumpee's awake. At least, their eyes are open. But they don't even look at Caretaker as they perch at the edge of a chair next to the bed, don't even flinch as Caretaker takes their hand.
"Whumpee? How are you feeling? Are you alright? I was so worried."
Silence. No sign that Whumpee even heard them.
"I'm sorry for how we left things. I just didn't want you to get hurt. You don't have to give me the silent treatment."
They did get hurt. Whumpee is wrapped in bandages and hooked up to an IV and oxygen. Their left knee is in a cast. Their whole right hand is cocooned in gauze and Caretaker tries to pretend they don't know why.
(They'd overheard it a week after Whumpee's capture: "Leader was sent Whumpee's finger in an envelope this morning. Don't tell Caretaker, they'll freak.)
"Whumpee, please. Say something."
Nothing; just a haunted stare. The harsh overhead lights must be hurting their eyes, but still they go an unsettlingly long time between blinks.
A lot of damage can be done in a month.
Caretaker bends over, pressing their forehead to the mattress as silent sobs shake their shoulders.
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nyk-is-always-lurking · 6 months
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B! Tim is messing with the occult again!!
For the past prompt i chose ouija board but I took a look at an ouija board and said I aint drawing all’o’at and used an crappy picture instead
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serickswrites · 4 months
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Shake It Off
Warnings: captivity, restraints, choking, seizures, forced to watch, torture, poison
Caretaker swallowed as they watched Whumpee convulse in the chair opposite them. Watched as Whumpee's muscles contracted and their limbs jerk against the restraints that kept them in the chair. Watched as the choking sounds echoed in their ears and foam fell from Whumpee's lips.
Caretaker was utterly powerless as they watched Whumpee seize and choke after Whumper had force fed Whumpee the poison. They were utterly powerless as they jerked on their own restraints trying to be free. Utterly powerless as Whumper laughed as they watched Whumpee seize.
"Face it, Caretaker, there's nothing you or anyone can do for Whumpee."
"No!" Caretaker renewed their efforts to try and break free. Whumpee began to still and grow quiet once more. They had to get to Whumpee. Had to get to Whumpee and get out of there.
"Don't worry, Caretaker. I won't kill Whumpee." Whumper walked over to Whumpee, caressing their hair gently. "I'm having too much fun to end it now."
Whumpee's eyes were dazed and confused. They were seeing the room without seeing. Caretaker tried to catch Whumpee's eye, but couldn't. "Whumpee, Whumpee, you're ok. Whumpee!"
Whumper fisted Whumpee's hair, jerking their head up roughly. "They're too out of it to hear you, Caretaker." Whumper dropped Whumpee's head violently. "We'll see how long they can be entertaining. I'll grow bored with them eventually. I always grow bored with them. And you've seen what happens to my toys when they get boring."
Caretaker swallowed once more. Caretaker had seen the mutilated corpses. They had seen exactly what Whumper did to their victims. Caretaker couldn't let that happen to Whumpee. There had to be a way to get out of there.
"Just hang in there, Whumpee," Caretaker murmured once Whumper had gone. "I'll find a way to get you out of here."
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marzfartz · 6 months
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Ectober: Restored (2022)
“Cool, right?” asked Danny.  “So cool--not.” Paulina made a face. “It’s a bunch of metal and wires. What’s it even supposed to be, a giant cave?”  Danny started to wave his hands with far to much enthusiasm. “When this thing works, it’s going to punch a hole right into another dimension.”  “When it works,” she repeated dryly. 
[read the full piece here]
This Ectober, @wingedflight and I are going halfsies (like our fav ghosts) creating non-stop Paulina Phantom content! Check out the #paulina phantom au tag for more!
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kybercrystals94 · 5 days
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Self
Read here on Ao3!
Angstpril 2024 | Day 21 | Prompt 21: Faking a Smile
Rated: G | Words: 238 | Summary: Omega tries. | Character Focus: Omega
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She is supposed to be happy. 
To be free, to be with her brothers again, to be home. She has Lula and Trooper. Her gunner’s mount room just as she left it before…all of it. Before they lost Tech, before they lost her. The Marauder hasn’t changed in her months away, not that she expected it to. It feels different. Empty and sad and lost. 
But she should be happy. 
Hunter and Wrecker want her to be happy. Desperately. They want their Omega back. So Omega tries to resurrect her, to stretch the mindset of her old self over the growth and pain and loss and grief and guilt…but it only tears and rips apart, jagged edges, a throbbing reminder that nothing will ever be the same again. She thinks that her brothers know that. That she can’t be the same. That they aren’t the same. That time and experiences have worn them all down to shadows of who they were before.  
But she wants to be happy. 
So she pulls on a new version of herself. It fits loosely, but she’ll grow into it. Happiness will come again when she has grieved. Guilt will ebb when she makes reparations. Grief will melt into the memories of happier times as they are remembered. Loss will become gains, and pain will be soothed. Because that is one thing Omega hasn’t lost, hasn’t given up, hasn’t forgotten. 
Hope. 
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@the-little-moment @just-here-with-my-thoughts, only 9 days left?? I can't believe April is almost over! I'm excited to finish strong with my writing buddies!!
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impel-clown · 6 months
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Buggy being canonically ticklish and his partners just straight up abusing that after a while
Like at first they're just like "who cares"
But then they start giving him a few pokes here and there to bully him and tease him, maybe even during his speeches???
A poke, him trying to not die, Croc and/or Mihawk like "keep your composure, you're an emperor"
And then they end up using it in private cause yeah let's try what it would be like
AND THEN Y'KNOW
✨chaotic✨love✨
So funnily enough, I actually have a fic I'm hoping to post soon with the exact scenario of Croc/Mihawk taking advantage of their sensitive clown! Here's a little preview of that:
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“Well?”
Buggy blinks back to reality, greeted by Crocodile’s smirk. “Uh . . . What?”
“Are you going to thank me?”
He becomes keenly aware of the hand poised above his rib cage, the hook no less threatening on the other side. There’s a right answer, but there’s no necessarily good answer. Buggy doesn’t thank him? He’s going to get tickled until he passes out. Buggy does thank him? Probably still going to get tickled until he passes out. Still, Buggy knows exactly how to answer. He may be a fool, but he’s no idiot.
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aprocessionofthoughts · 6 months
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Amity Cryptids
ectoberhaunt2023 day 21- past prompt (2021/treat/cryptid) TW- none summary- The Fentons have always been weird
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Amity Park had always been weird. It’s citizens always just felt a little off to outsiders.
It only got worse after the portal opened. After they were sucked temporarily into the ghost zone.
Visitors never stayed long. They claimed the town was too far, too difficult to find.  And when Amity Parkers visited other places, people always gave them a wide berth. Hardly anyone looked them in the eye.
Amity Parkers just thought this was because people from bigger cities were rude. 
But even within Amity, those Fenton children were considered especially strange.
Especially the boy.
Strangers noticed it most. When they spotted one of the Fenton children, they froze till the perceived threat had passed. The effect was lessened for Amity Parkers but even still, whenever the children were around they couldn’t help feeling an intense sense of dread.
The girl gives weird vibes and her eyes are so perceiving. She can read you scarily easily.
The boy gives off fight or flight vibes, but mostly flight. He feels like looking at a predator and when he smiles, it’s all threat. 
The Fentons had always been strange. They had waltzed in talking about ghosts and portals, and the town had called them crazy. But then the ghosts had shown up, and everyone had to adjust. 
They changed, but it was okay. They were used to the chaos now, they embraced it, like all small towns embrace their singularities no matter how small. 
Ghosts were real. 
At first it had been terrifying, but things had settled down. They even had ghosts employed now!
But even before the portal opened, that Fenton girl had eyes that were too wide, that didn’t blink, and that seemed to stare into your soul. She’d make casual remarks about what would happen tomorrow or next week, and they always came true.
And then the boy was born. He had been average sized, but he had felt like he weighed nothing at all. This didn’t change as he got older. He moved silently and his teeth were sharper than they should be. When you looked at him, your brain registered a threat.
It only got worse after the portal.
The boy’s appearance wavered like a mirage and to look at him hurt your brain. The girl’s movements appeared otherworldly and it felt like she could tell what you were thinking.
Amity Park had always been strange, but those Fenton children; they were something else.
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@ectoberhaunt Part 2, the rest of the ghost girls came along this time! Part1 includes Ember, Spectra and Kitty!
Vlad- I REALLY need to improve my security. Atleast these three are far more…tame. Looks at a bunch of people arguing cause of Spectra, Ember having a fight with the musicians and some guests legs slightly sprained from Kitty partying with them too hard.
Jazz- Hey Vlad. I think Ember accidentally set the flambé on more fire and it’s sorta escalating.
Vlad-Sigh, Snaps his fingers to cue men coming with fire extinguishers.
Vlad- Penny save some drinks for me. I need one…or atleast 3.
What do u think? Who’s outfit is your favorite? I’d love to know💖
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draconli · 6 months
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Dragon Elves Day 21: Deadwood
Sorry for the chaotic artwork as I am not feeling too well (double vaxed, yeah).
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onisuu · 2 years
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Linktober 2022: Bird
Hehe I picked the bird compass from a link to the past. Somehow it was the first image that popped into my head and I really loved ALTTP from my childhood♡
I like that loftwings (at least lookalikes) were already in past zelda games before skyward sword 🤭
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serickswrites · 10 months
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On Three
Warnings: captivity, restraints, torture, choking, strangulation, forced to watch
“It’s going to be ok, Whumpee,” Caretaker said as they sat helplessly in the chair they were chained to. 
Whumper laughed as they circled Whumpee. “Why would you lie to them like that? I’m going to strangle them over and over, Caretaker. How is that ok?”
Whumpee watched Whumper with wide, terror-filled eyes. They couldn’t speak they were so afraid of what was going to happen to them. 
“Because they will be ok. I’m going to get us both out of here.”
Whumper slapped Caretaker hard across the face. “Don’t say things you can’t make good on, Caretaker.”
Caretaker blinked through the stinging pain. “Or what?”
“Or I will make sure they suffer.”
Caretaker shut their mouth tightly. They didn’t want Whumper to hurt Whumpee any further. But they needed to make sure Whumpee didn’t give up, didn’t let their fire go out. They needed Whumpee to know that they would get the two of them out of there. They just needed more time. 
“I’m going to throttle you, Whumpee. It’s going to hurt. I’m going to watch as you fight for oxygen. And I’m going to make sure Caretaker sees you go limp in my arms. I’m going to do it again and again. Until I tire of you like I’ve tired of the others.”
Whumpee whimpered as Whumper advanced on them. “On three, Whumpee, take a big breath. Big as you can!” Caretaker urged as Whumper wrapped their fingers delicately around Whumpee’s throat. 
“Three,” Whumper whispered as they tightened their fingers. 
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