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hamethyst · 24 days
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OC Meme: 5 Character Associations - Aurivyan
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Tagged forever and a day ago by @razrogue! Sorry for the delay and thank you thank you thank you!! This was so much fun!
emotions
Mischief
Compassion
Audacity
Curiosity
Determination
colors
Turquoise blue
Amethyst purple
Petal pink
Jade green
Warm brass
scents
Freshly-steeped floral tea
Sun-warmed paper
Salt-scented wind tinged with perfume and ozone
Summer rain
A savory, citrus vinaigrette, fragrant with herbs
objects
A rather pricey tome, shamelessly dog-eared and filled with thoughtful critiques, playful comments, and the occasional snide remark
An airy gown, feather-light and nearly transparent
An old captain’s compass
A handmade collection of scented bath salts and soaps
A lovingly-crafted griffin figurine, its white feathers made from crushed pearls
body language
Fingers gently untangling water-logged strands of hair
A clenched fist, claws digging bloody furrows into soft-skinned palms
A wide smile, bright and seemingly heedless of the fangs on full display
A playful zap of static between nearly-touching hands
The broad, sweeping motion of a pair of arms, a welcoming gesture to the coming storm
aesthetics
A multicolored aurora glimmering across a starry sky
The tide breaking upon a sandy shore, frothing with sea foam
Storm clouds gathering on a sunlit horizon
Gauzy curtains tossed by a stiff breeze
A nude humanoid figure, swimming amidst the life of a rich coral reef
As I said above I’m very late to this lol so I’ll stick to forwarding an open invitation: if you see this, consider yourself tagged! Tag me if you do it!
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shadesofblades · 6 months
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Thoughtless
(Tiny writing about Aoki staring off.)
Tips of blue fingers traced delicately along the pane. Cold glass trembled as his palm pushed against it. His body heat spread fog against the window in contrast to the outside.
Mismatched blue eyes stared forward, thoughtless. No expression, no change. Just a blank look through the glass. Unfocused.
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borbealis · 1 year
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Dear @bookfansworld happy belated holidays! I hope they were healthy (we had sickness and some family members found that bothersome- henceforth I will always wish good health) and happy!
The drabble below is your Byler Secret Santa gift! I hope you enjoy it! I had fun writing it and learned a lot in the process. ❤️
(#no beta we die like men #fantasy #byler #angst? #fluff? #idk how to tag things actually)
In which one Will Byers is trying to understand one Mike Wheeler.
Byler Fantasy AU Drabble
“What was that?” Will demanded coming to stand in front of Mike who was rooting around in his saddle bag for a rag.
“I don’t know what you mean.” Mike said.
“Don’t be like that. You know what I’m talking about.”
Mike was silent and refused to look Will in the eyes, choosing instead to busy himself using the rag he had found to clean the blood off of his sword.
Will stared him down. “Why did you push me aside?” He asked. Mike shifted on his feet but kept his eyes trained on his hands as he carefully slid his rag along the edge of the blade. “I had it under control, Mike! You almost got yourself killed jumping between us like that!” Will shouted.
“Will!” Mike said finally bringing his eyes up to meet Will’s. “Would you just leave it alone?”
For a moment neither of them spoke. Will’s hands were clenched at his side. His face resigned. “I thought you were different than the others.” He said, breaking the silence. “I thought you trusted me to protect myself and to ask when I need help.”
“I do.” Mike said defensively.
“Then why did you push me aside?” Will asked. An unreadable expression flashed across Mike’s face and his hand tightened around the hilt of his sword where he held it at his side.
“Mike, please. I don’t understand.” Will said quietly.
“You really want to know?” Mike asked.
“Yes.”
“Fine.” The sound of metal scraping against metal rang out in the silence as he slid his sword into its scabbard. “I did it out of duty. Duty to the crown—to your mother.” Mike folded his arms across his chest. “I did it because you’re the crown prince now, and ever since Jonathan died I-” Mike faltered then continued more slowly. “The Queen has spoken with me about the importance of your safety. She requested that I be willing to do whatever is necessary to ensure that you survive this quest.” Will’s face had gone pale at Mike’s words, but Mike continued. “If it had been her choice alone, she never would have allowed you to come.” Mike paused a moment then added, “If it had been my choice, I wouldn’t have either.”
“I see.” Will said stiffly. “So, you don’t trust me after all. That was just a lie.”
“What? No, it wasn’t!”
“It was! It was a lie because if it were true, you wouldn’t share my mother’s feelings. You wouldn’t say that you believed I could handle myself and then wish that you could have left me home!”
“That’s just- that’s just not true! You don’t understand.”
“I don’t? Then explain it to me.” Will countered.
“I- ” Mike stopped. He wore an uncharacteristically vulnerable expression on his face. “I can’t.” He whispered. Disappointment filled Will’s face.
“Why are you lying to me, Mike?” Will asked softly. “What happened to us?” He shook his head and turned away from Mike, walking towards his horse that was tethered to a tree a few steps beyond Mike’s.
Mike felt guilt set in immediately as he watched Will walk away. He noted the tense set of his shoulders and the way his hands moved in short, abrupt motions as he examined his horse’s tack—tightening straps and making sure each buckle was safely fastened. Mike groaned and kicked the ground in frustration.
“We should keep going,” Will said over his shoulder. He untied his horse’s reigns from the low branch they were fastened to and swung himself up into his saddle in one graceful motion. He gently nudged his horse forward until it was standing near Mike. “Are you coming?” Will asked. He sat on top of his horse looking down at Mike from above. His posture was immaculate even while riding and at the moment he looked every bit the royal that he was. Mike had never felt the distance between them so strongly.
Mike shook his head. He suddenly felt that if he didn’t explain everything to Will now, he would never get the opportunity again. “I’d like to try and explain myself again if you’ll give me a second chance.” Mike said. Will’s face was a picture of confusion, but he nodded.
“No lies this time?”
“No lies.”
“Alright.” Will agreed hesitantly.
Mike felt sick with apprehension, but he knew he couldn’t change his mind now. It would leave Will even more hurt. Mike didn’t want to be the cause of that again and he owed Will the truth. He begged the powers that be, if there was such a thing, that what he was about to say would be received well even though he knew it could never be reciprocated.  
“I shouldn’t have said what I did just now.” Mike said softly. “It may have started out that way, as a role that I performed out of duty alone, but now-” Mike took a deep breath. His heart felt as though it would beat right out of his chest. “For you I would risk everything—life and limb. Whether you were a prince or not. Even if I had never sworn an oath to the crown.” Will’s eyes widened and his mouth parted on a breath his horse began to shuffle its feet uneasily. Mike wasn’t sure if he had just created a chasm between them that he would never be able to bridge but now that he had started, he couldn’t stop and he rushed on to explain himself.
“When I was younger all I ever wanted was to be seen. To belong. I didn’t think I would ever have that… I came close to it with the party but even then, I always felt that there was something missing. When the Queen elected me to lead the party assigned to protect you things changed. I met you.” Mike stepped forward and took hold of Will’s horse by the bridle. He held it still and gently stroked its neck in an effort to calm it down. “I got to know you and knowing you changed me. You changed me. And just now when I said those things… I didn’t-” he faltered.
“I was afraid of the truth.” He said. “Because the truth is, I love you, Will. And I could never forgive myself if anything happened to you. I could never forgive myself. And if you were gone—I’m not sure I remember how to live without you.”
“Mike,” Will said softly.
“You don’t have to say anything, Will.” Mike said. He scrubbed his hand gently between the ears of Will’s horse and avoided Will’s eyes.
“I want to.” Will huffed. He dismounted and came to stand next to Mike. When Mike still refused to look at him, Will reached up and took hold of Mike’s hand where it had gone motionless against his horse’s neck. Mike’s eyes flew to his in surprise and Will smiled. “I feel the same way, Mike.” Mike’s mouth fell open in surprise and Will laughed.
“Did you think I was going to hate you?” Will asked.
“I was afraid you would.” Mike admitted.
“I couldn’t bring myself to hate you even if I wanted to, Mike. Even just now I couldn’t have hated you even though I was so upset. You’re the most important person to me in the whole world, I just didn’t know how to tell you. I love you.”
“I think you’re the best thing to ever happen to me.” Mike said softly.
“Really?”
“Definitely.” Mike said. He threaded their fingers together and smoothed his thumb over Will’s knuckles. “May I kiss you?” Mike asked shyly.
“I would like that.” Will replied with a smile.
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vale-writes · 7 months
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smutty bg3 thoughts:
if astarion doesn’t have a heartbeat/pulse/blood flow/etc., that means he shouldn’t be able to get an erection (non-magically, at least). so i present:
astarion only being able to get hard if he feeds on something. you.
toying with and teasing him until he’s begging you to let him bite you so he can just fuck you already. him getting all whiney and pathetic for you until you inevitably give in to him.
“please.. pretty please, darling, i need your blood.. i need you.. so, so badly.”
and then when you give it to him you can feel him gasping and moaning into your neck, trying to get as much as he can without taking so much that you won’t be able to fuck him after.
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ethereal-bumble-bee · 2 months
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a bit of the bottom line reprise but it’s Davey
Yes I have become songwriting trash again lol, enjoy this snippet that came to me in a fever dream a few weeks ago and has been marinating ever since
So now I’ve no job, Jack,
You made me resign-
Now, I know you’ve no family,
But just think of mine!
I’m glad we’re alive, but I think
That’s the bottom line!
You told me to yell
And so I raised my voice
And convinced them to stand up and fight!
It’s too bad for them, we’ve got only one choice
So you’d better pray for us tonight…
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daisyjohnsn · 2 years
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so how do you think house & wilson would get engaged?
personally i imagine it’s something they bicker over for awhile. house argues that it’s an unnecessary piece of paper; deep down maybe he’s just worried that some day wilson will grow to hate him for his faults and he’d become another broken marriage for wilson to grieve. wilson makes his pitch that house is worthy of being linked to even if just by a piece of paper and a silver band; that they deserve to be stuck together for as long as they can stand each other because who else could?; that they deserve to be in love without the fear of heartbreak.
and every time, house lets the speech break down the wall that insists he must always be right. secretly maybe he really wants to be wrong because he finds himself drifting off into fantasies of them in a courthouse, just the two of them before a judge assuring one another that they’re not going anywhere. he imagines walking into his office with a ring on his finger and the badly-hidden grins of his department as they spot the symbol for the first time, excited to nag and tease him for having a heart and being in love. and these fantasies make him ache at the idea that he’s depriving wilson—and himself—of this life.
he’s sure when he walks out of the clinic one evening. wilson leans against the car, waiting to drive home together. his face lights up when he sees house, and the latter swears he used to think the whole “feeling like the only two people in a room” thing was bullshit until now.
“hey,” wilson chimes with a smile. “what did you wanna do for dinner? i know we just had chinese the other night, but hear me out–“
“let’s get married.”
wilson’s eyebrows pop up in question. “that’s… what you wanna do for dinner?”
house cracks a soft, humorous smile. “i’m serious.”
“okay.” wilson beams and steps closer to him. “let’s get married.”
anyway that’s just my thoughts. hbu?
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branches-of-time · 9 months
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not me laying here in bed at 5:59am listening to Francesca on loop and full-on crying about how much i love Venti
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karnakian · 7 months
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i spent like 3 hours today just backscrolling on this blog and ahhhhh i miss being here so bad
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stinkrascal · 1 year
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i’ll probably never do this but ive really wanted to make a sim story based on the events of my dragon age inquisition gameplay in the pov of my inquisitor’s little sister who followed her to haven. like that specific story has infected my brain for weeks and it will not leave now
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the-archxr · 2 years
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hi babe! how have you been? just wanted to say I loved your steve fic - your writing is *perfection*
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✨the-archxr asks✨
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daydream-draws · 2 years
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i end this tired rant with ok so what is the dish on infinity train what's the premise. u can answer any time like i'm going to watch it anyway but tell me abt it if u want !!!
very long train I guess you could say it’s. Infinite,,
book one follows tulip and basically u get on the train at a very emotionally vulnerable moment and then can’t leave !! and each car has a different premise and is very cool she meets wacky little creatures while trying to figure out what the green number on her hand means
and dude it just keeps getting better from there each season genuinely is better than the last and that’s hard to do. and of course each season is amazing I don’t think there’s a single bad one. book three is my personal favorite and also really made me wish it wasn’t limited by “oh u can’t make a show too dark there are children watching” but still balances that incredibly. book four is kinda sad since it’s the last season but also a prologue so? still good but you can tell it’s an unfinished story. oh yeah each book covers a different protagonist which is one of my favorite things ahhh yea world building through different people and experiences lets goooo B)
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all-things-fic · 2 years
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You can’t just casually mention baby Edie and quarantine H in the tags as expect me not to spiral Liz!!! I know you have writing locked away in the Google docs please release it to the world. We love youuuu
I just couldn’t take my eyes off those pics because she’d be about that size and yeah **sigh**
Surprised anyone still cares to be honest, so thank you 🤍
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hypocritic-trash-baby · 3 months
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If somehow you haven’t seen by now, while the Super Bowl is being aired, Israel is striking Rafah.
The people of Palestine had been told to go there, they were promised it was safe.
And while this is happening, even though earlier several tags on Palestine were trending, only one or two are now.
I haven’t written any posts personally on Palestine myself. I didn’t feel I had anything to add here aside from reblogging and boosting whatever I can but please. We can’t forget Palestine or its people especially now.
This has gone on too long and gone much much too far MANY times and now is when we need to push harder.
Many of the heads of Western countries are either beating around the bush and wasting time, or outright denying the things the Palestinian people don’t have the privilege to ignore. They don’t have the choice to look away from their pain, or the pain of friends, family, neighbors, their country. And even through all of this they’re still trying their damn hardest just to live. And we all need to listen.
So now, especially if you live in a western country like I do, now we step it up a notch. Now is the time if you haven’t already to read up on Palestinian history. Listen to what the people of Palestine are saying. Hold firm on the boycott like never before. Any and every way you can donate, do it. eSIMs, aid, anything that will reach. Save as much evidence as you can. Videos, articles. Don’t let Zionists pretend all of this never happened.
Even if you think there’s nothing you can do, I’m telling you, keep going. Even if you feel you can only give a little, if we all give a little together it becomes much more.
Hit imperialism where it hurts. In the wallet. Follow the BDS instructions, find protests in your area if you can, boost as much information about Palestine as you can find, call your reps, and do not lose hope. The people of Palestine are not dead. They are holding on even through all this and we all owe it to them to do the same.
A Free Palestine will happen in our lifetimes. But it will be hard fought. So go out there and fight hard! The governments can’t hide from their own people forever. The companies can’t bleed cash forever. The people will win. So push until we do. Do not look away. Free Palestine
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krisget-thebanana · 2 months
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So many fic ideas so little motivation 😔
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stcries · 4 months
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seeing everyone promo their ns4w blogs on dash rn is making my muses act up so uh … coughs as I slap mine here as well.
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beaniebabs · 1 year
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yoinky sploinky ….
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