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indecentpause · 1 year
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Ten First Lines
tagged by a bunch of people, now, to share the first line from the most recent ten things I’ve written! I’m just going to do my three current wips and then go backward on ao3 lol
two of them have the first two lines because the first line is so short
cw: suicide attempt mention
The Black & Blues: It’s 1997. Green Day just released Nimrod, and it’s awesome, and it makes you want to see them live even more now.
The Most Beautiful Puzzle: This is getting absolutely ridiculous.
The Princess and The Pirate: Many years past, in Selan, the Land of Gold and Clockwork, there lived a King and a Queen who, more than anything, wanted a child of their own.
In the Lion’s Teeth: It's been three years since you've arrived in the United States.
Until Our Hearts Go Numb: The door is in splinters, almost broken, the bang of a shoulder or a boot or the butt of a gun against the wood like the smashing of your heart against your ribcage.
And All the Devils Are Here: Ahren Beckmann was dead.
And Never the Twain Shall Meet: The cat is looking at you.
In the Basement, In the Sky: So, Jen, or Atreyu, or whatever name you’re going by today. Here you are on the kitchen floor again, face pressed to the cold tile and hair falling every which way.
Walking Out of Stride: Jackalope Hills, Arizona, was a tiny hole of a town a few miles south of the middle of nowhere and a couple blocks east of who the hell cares.
The Art of Losing Touch: “Why did you want to kill yourself, Calum?”
tagging @kaiusvnoir @winterandwords @riftversus to share the first ten (or however many you have or want) lines of your most recent ten things! Poetry, fanfic, short stories, it all counts!
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sloppjockey · 3 months
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I put my head inside it, I put my heart beside it. oil painting, 9x12 inches 2024. this one is part of my contribution to the group show 'beautful mutants' at Brassworks Gallery here in Portland. show opens this saturday, feb 10th, 5-9pm <3
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harbingerwren · 4 months
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I think I've found an interesting connection.
(Source 1: Wikipedia article on Four kingdoms of Daniel)
(Source 2: Ryoko Kui, Delicious in Dungeon)
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nocturnal-stims · 1 year
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Little lion cub's first roar
🐾 Zookeeper Chad on IG
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thirstywaffles · 5 months
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Jadis doodles 👉👈
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mamawasatesttube · 7 months
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‘Hey, you’ve got something on your face. Here, hold still…’ prompt :3
As far as "ways to spend a Saturday night" go, Kon would rank this around a two out of ten. Not great. Definitely could be worse (he could be actively dying again!), but hoo boy, is there still a lotta room for improvement.
The enchanted robo-chimera slams its tail into his side. Kon goes flying with an oof, all the breath knocked out of his lungs, and slams into a wall, where he crumples to the floor, dazed; magic makes this bitch actually able to land a hit on him, and it sucks.
God, he's gonna feel that later. He sucks in a breath—
"Kon!" Tim cries. "Look out!"
—and barely has time to throw his arms up to shield his face before the robo-chimera's on him again, circuits in its damaged outer skin sparking. It snaps at his head and catches his forearm instead, snarling; Kon snarls right back as he forces his TTK into the circuitry and forcibly snaps its jaws back open.
Keeping his TTK inside the magic is like trying to hold two repelling magnets together, though, and the second his concentration slips, it throws him out. He barely has time to throw himself down; steel jaws snap where his head was a moment ago.
Sweet. Dodged that (cool!), but now the damn snake tail has his right leg (not cool!) and it's heavy and the magic burns, and—
Okay. So The chimera's got his legs pinned against the floor, the back of his hips digging painfully into the concrete wall. It roars in defiance at the sky, tail lashing, and Kon slams a fist into its shoulder. His TTK shoves its way into its joints, dismantles something that makes it stumble, before the tail lashes and squeezes hard and he cries out in pain, and the enchantment boots his TTK right out again.
Well, if he can't TTK it apart, he can always do this the old-fashioned way.
"Kon!" Cassie screams from across the hangar bay, where she's wrangling the magic robo-hydra. "Hang on, I'm—"
She doesn't need to do anything. Kon braces himself against the faux-fur-coated steel leg he just broke, shoves upwards, and sinks his teeth into the robo-chimera's throat.
It's harder than biting down on metal normally would be, but it still gives—fabric and steel and wires, that's what he's looking for, the wires—all breaking under his teeth. The shock sends reverberations up his jaw into his skull, but he gets a good grip on the cables that must be running this thing, snarls, and rips its fucking throat out.
The enchantment fights him, but it's no match for the full force of a pissed-off Kryptonian. Metal groans and screams; a great, heaving shudder runs through the chimera's entire frame, and then it collapses. Kon shoves it off himself and clambers back to his feet, spits out a mouthful of metal, and glares down at the sad, sparking heap.
On the other side of the hangar bay, something explodes, presumably Cassie's hydra. Kon glances over, sees that Cassie herself is fine, and kicks the sparking snake-tail off his foot. He turns, dusting off his jacket, and scrubs a hand over his mouth. Everything tastes of iron.
Tim swings down from the rafters and alights right in front of him. He stumbles slightly before getting his bearings, and Kon narrows his eyes—that's not normal. Is he hurt?
"Are you hurt?" Tim asks. His gloved hands reach out, skim down the sides of Kon's arms, as if he can detect any hidden injury with only the barest idea of a touch. The white lenses of his mask stare deep into Kon's chest like he's trying to see right through his skin to his ribs, his heart. "Did it get you anywhere?"
"I'm fine," Kon dismisses. "Just a couple scrapes 'n' bruises or whatever, nothing major. Are you okay?"
"Fine. Bart took care of the manticore before I even had a chance." Tim hesitates for a moment, still standing right there in Kon's space; he stares up at him with those unblinking lenses, then swallows hard. "You, uh... you've got something on your face. Here, let me..."
He reaches up with the edge of his cape and, with a gentleness that's almost ludicrous after how hard Kon just got smacked around, wipes his cheek and jaw. Kon's heart flutters in his chest.
The cape itself, of course, is black, so he has no idea what might have been smeared on his face. Tim looks satisfied after a moment, though, dropping it and stepping back. "There," he says. "Was a bit of grease. And lubricant from the ball bearings. I think."
"Right." Blech. Kon's mouth still tastes of metal. "Thanks."
"Don't mention it," Tim says. But his heart rate is strangely high; Kon eyes him with suspicion. If he's hiding an injury, he swears...
On the other side of the hangar bay, there's a second explosion, followed by Bart's holler of "YEAH, BABY!". Kon glances over his shoulder to see him and Cassie high-five.
"Guess we just need to go take care of that enchantress now," Tim says, and grapples up into the rafters again before Kon can so much as agree.
Fine, Kon supposes. The sooner this is over, the sooner he can get Tim back to base—he'll just have to pin him down for a proper examination later.
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almost-nostalgic · 4 days
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Okay, this caused eyestrain out the wazoo, but I finished this without glasses! I've still got bruises from go karting, and they haven't bothered to tell me whether they found my (definitely beyond broken) glasses... that go karting place was remarkably unsafe, but it was incredibly fun. I was 0.2 seconds off first place, and I choose to believe I would've won if not for sudden head trauma.
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gummi-stims · 1 month
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Angelic partial fursuit from beeps.creatures on tiktok!
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anemonet · 2 months
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rain world art month day one: rivulet :D
or oh man you wouldnt BELIVE how many times i drowned in that last stretch to get to the heart chamber
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indecentpause · 1 year
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In the Lion’s Teeth: Chapter Twelve
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cw: drugs, panic attack
The elevator isn't far, so you leave your coats in the car so you don't have to lug them around all day. Since he has a membership — which gets in two people any time he visits! — you're able to get in quickly, without having to navigate the purchasing line. He grabs a pamphlet as you enter and flips it open.
"At some point I definitely want to see the Mathematica and Hall of Human Life exhibits," he says. He turns to you and hands you the pamphlet. "But I don't mind when. You can decide where we go first."
"I think we should check on those dinosaurs, first," you say. You glance up and your eyes lock on his. You freeze, tongue stuck, brain stammering. You thought you remembered his eyes, but you don't remember them being so bright and sharp and intelligent and so, so green. When you speak again, it's a little shaky, and you have to work very hard not to stutter. "I mean, just to make sure. That they're dead."
Dona grins brightly and laughs, he actually laughs at your stupid joke. The confidence it gives you isn't much, but it's enough to straighten up your back and loosen your shoulders and stop staring so much at your feet.
"All right," he grins. "Let's go."
He turns, and when he does, his fingers glance your wrist again, curling into your skin even as they pull away.
Your knees go weak and your head swoons, and you follow him.
There are people everywhere, young children running all over and parents shouting at them and teenagers laughing and playfully jostling each other around and there's so much going on, so much more than you've been used to in many, many years. Even in your lectures with upwards 150 people, it's not like this, because everything is still and only one person speaks at a time. You jerk away a little too sharply any time you accidentally come too close to someone, your hands are curled tight, your eyes dart everywhere.
Dona doesn't say anything, but he does take your arm, so gently, and carefully guides you to where you need to be. When you stop, he pulls you into a quieter corner, his hands on your elbows, and asks softly, "Are you all right?"
Your eyes dart over his face as you try to figure out an appropriate answer. But his eyes are so gentle, so calm and concerned, you don't even attempt to bullshit him.
"I'm not used to large groups of people," you murmur honestly. "It's... it's just..." You jerk your hands in a weird, awkward gesture because you can't find the right words and it's so frustrating and even frightening in some ways, and —
"Overwhelming," he finishes for you. You swallow and nod.
Read chapter twelve on Ao3 here!
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ninjasmudge · 1 year
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babygirl <3
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pacificremains · 1 year
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Very large, nicely pathological, probably quite old cougar skull.
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saltycharacters · 2 years
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[ID: 9 digital art pieces featuring a lion character resembling a sunny-side up egg, with their head as the yolk and their mane as the egg white. In the 1st image they are casually posing while looking towards the camera, surrounded by an egg-themed background. 2nd image shows them bread-themed instead of egg themed, with a slice of bread acting as their mane. 3rd image has them in the form of a bear. 4th image has them in the form of an alligator. 5th image is them drawn over a cat in a photograph, with the cat seemingly blowing into a trumpet while a human hand holds the instrument. 6th image features only the lion’s head, with their mouth open and featuring a row of small, human-like teeth. 7th image is a colorless sketch of the lion with wings, both small and large. 8th image has them cosplaying Temmie, from the video game Undertale. The last image shows a sketch of them holding a box of snails, with a goblet balanced on their head and a pair of uggs on each paw. End ID]
Some Silly Birdie Doodles
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a-titty-ninja · 1 year
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rayeverydangday · 7 days
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Teeth and Tails - Chapter 4: A Steady Hand at Play
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network-warrior-01 · 1 year
Conversation
Wukong: Come on,bud! Get down from there!
Peng *up in a tree*: I AM ONE WITH MY KIND NOW!
Azure: What are you doing?
Wukong: There were birds in the tree and I told Peng that he should go say hi to his brothers, so he climbed up the tree to spite me but now he won't get down.
Peng: I WILL NEVER COME DOWN! I'M WHERE I BELONG! CAW CAW B**CH!
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