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cornishpixiez · 1 year
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skate shop meet-cute
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PART 2
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kittick-art · 1 year
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I’m happy to announce the the Royai animatic I’ve been working on these past couple months is FINALLY OUT!! Thank you everyone for all the love and patience while I’ve been working on this thing :)
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animatedjen · 6 months
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“An advanced civilization of force wielders who mysteriously vanished…”
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0junemeatcleaver0 · 28 days
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Pandora x Flavius | Marius NC17 19K Words
“I…thank you.” Had it not only been five minutes ago when he was contemplating taking Pandora over the very lecti this man was now sitting on? Had Flavius not started this night feeling better than he had in many months? He sighs, suddenly feeling very tired. “So what happens now?” “How do you mean?”  “You must be here for a reason? I don’t mean to be rude, of course not, but…my wife and I did not invite you here for dinner. And so you must have some business here with us.”  “Yes. Of course.” He pulls a sheath of paper from his toga and unrolls it. From where Flavius stands he can see it is the same paper the censualis cum censitor had filled out just three nights before. “Because the censualis had no right to take these figures himself, I have been tasked with checking his work.” “So we must take the census again?”  “I’m afraid so, yes.” The censor clears his throat and takes up the wine, pouring himself another healthy measure. “My apologies for the hassle.”  “Oh, of course not.” Flavius sighs again, pouring himself some wine. He holds the bottle up to Pandora, offering. Hastily, she thrusts her glass towards him. He notices a slight tremor in her hand.  “Now,” says the censor, “Do you promise to give an accurate account of yourself, your family and your property?” 
Flavius--a slave being sold in ancient Antioch--is bought by a mysterious woman named Pandora. Pulled into a life built of Pandora's lies and forced to pose as her husband, the two begin to be harassed by a Roman Censor who takes a special interest in the couple. But as this strange man further insinuates himself into their lives, secrets are revealed begging more questions than Flavius has answers to. But the real question is just how much danger are they in?
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missmaywemeetagain · 7 months
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SNEAK PEEK:
March 14th, 1960
Graceland
Elvis can’t sleep. Even after his romp with the little ice skater currently wrapped in his arms, and the lingering exhaustion that never seems to truly go away, his mind and body just won’t relax.
He wants to, he really does. It was his hope that sex might do the trick, but instead he just finds himself staring aimlessly above him, uncharacteristically uncomfortable with the girl he is holding in her post-coital bliss. Honestly, all he wants right now is her out of here and back downstairs with all the rest of the Holiday on Ice company he’d invited over for a party. Maybe play in the surprise snowstorm a little.
Greta is a carryover from his time in Germany, a part of the Holiday on Ice troupe he had seen in Frankfurt. There, it was different. She’d been a welcome distraction, and he thought, since she happened to be one of the few from that company who’d come over stateside, that maybe she would prove the same here.
No such luck.
She was fine and all. The sex was fine, but something was…missing. And frankly he feels strange about her occupying your side of the bed, sullying it with her cloying perfume. He makes a note to tell someone to change the sheets before you come in.
And with that thought, he untangles himself despite the girl’s disappointed sigh of protest and starts redressing. “Best get back downstairs, darlin’. Can’t have folks sayin’ I’m a bad host,” he says disarmingly, tucking his dress shirt into the cummerbund he’s refastened around his waist, throwing her a wide, bright smile he knows from experience has a warm effect on women.
She nods, getting the hint and smiling back at him while she picks up her clothes from where they’d been so carelessly discarded on the floor not all that long ago. Once they are both decent, he opens the door to usher her out and nearly runs right into you as pass through the hallway.
It is silly the way his heart races, as though he’s been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. He watches you take stock of the situation, holding his breath for your reaction. It is certainly not the first time he’d been caught with one girl by another, and he can’t help feeling that he has betrayed you in some way. Perhaps it is because to everyone else in this house, you are his girlfriend, and any man in his right mind doesn’t want to be discovered fooling around with one girl when he is supposed to be with another...
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prosperdemeter2 · 8 months
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family (portrait)
“It’s been almost thirty years.” Howie reminded her. “You don’t have to be ready.” 
And she didn’t have to go through with it. Maddie wasn’t that concerned, honestly. She wasn’t all that willing to have a deep relationship with the people that had made it seem so easy to forget about her after Daniel had passed, but she was… curious. She had a grandmother, a grandfather, aunts and uncles and cousins that she hadn’t seen since Daniel’s funeral. “It’s been twenty-nine years.” She corrected. Twenty-nind, because Evan had been two and Daniel had been nine. Evan was thirty-one, now, and Daniel would have been thirty-nine and Maddie was forty -one and… well, she was a grown woman. She had a child of her own. She didn’t want to raise Jee-Yun the way she had been. “I’m curious.” 
Howie nodded. “Curiosity brought you to Boston?” 
“Closure brought me to Boston.” Maddie corrected. Closure always brought her to Boston, it seemed. After Doug, closure was really the only reason she had to come back. Only this time she hadn’t just brought herself - she wasn’t just responsible for herself. Maddie shifted and glanced towards the twin bed in her room - Jee looked so small sleeping on it, her little arm wrapped around her stuffed pig and her hair a mess against the cotton bedsheets. She had fallen asleep against the pillow but now it was pressed up, scrunched against the wall. She was snoring, soft little sniffles in and out. “I know it was mostly my parents fault for leaving everything we had and moving us to a different state,” Maddie tried to explain. “But they let us leave.” She shrugged again. “It’s their fault as much as it’s our parents.” 
Her fault, Maddie thought distantly, as much as it was Margaret and Philip’s. “You were a child.” Howie reminded her softly, the way he always did when she brought up something about her past and childhood that she hadn’t really been able to control. “You were eleven, Maddie. And you had just lost your brother.” And then had, by default, ended up a parent to her other brother. Maddie wouldn’t blame either of them for it, both Daniel and Evan had been too young to understand what was going on, and Evan especially couldn’t be responsible for himself at two . 
“And the rest of them?” Maddie gestured towards the hallway. They were all in the hotel somewhere, commuting in from cities and towns away. Maddie had spent the first eleven years of her life in Cambridge, the next seven in Hershey, and then moved back to Boston to work in Massachusetts General Hospital until she ran from Doug and landed in Los Angeles. “They just let them take us and hide us away.” Maddie had spoken with Frank about it for hours before even deciding to make the trip. They want to see you , Margaret had said over the phone. Begging. In a way that her mother so rarely begged. It’s been years. It had been years, and there had been more than one way to reach out to her specifically if they wanted to talk to her again and none of them had. “I want to know why.” 
“You might not get a why.” Howie cautioned, the same way Frank had in his office. 
“I know that.” Maddie had lived her life in disappointment, especially when it came to her parents. “I think we’re going to visit Daniel sometime this week.” Or at least she was. She hadn’t visited his grave since she had last landed in Boston a little under two years ago. 
“Maddie…” Howie sighed and dropped his chin into his hand. “I think this is going to be good for you.” 
“Me too.”
“I don’t…” Know if it would be good for both of them. 
“He agreed to come, Howie.” Maddie had barely even asked. She had simply relayed the message the same as her mother - they want to see you - and he had booked the plane tickets for the three of them and entertained Jee-Yun throughout the entire flight. “I didn’t make him.” 
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zukkaoru · 10 months
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“How did you figure out that you weren’t a boy? Or a girl?” Megumi opens their mouth, then snaps it shut again. They shake their head slightly. “It felt right. There wasn’t really anything else to it.” “Really?” Maki questions. “You just…woke up one day and decided you weren’t a boy anymore?” “Pretty much.” Is that really all there is to it? Maki can just…declare that she isn’t a girl? Will other people even listen? She knows her family would laugh in her face, which is why she figured she’d have to draw up some defense for herself. Maybe write a paper detailing her life experiences and why she thinks there’s a possible chance she may not entirely identify with being female. “And everyone’s okay with it?” “No,” Megumi admits. “But the people I care about are, and that’s what matters.”
five times megumi transed someone else's gender + the one time someone transed theirs
15.3k words || megumi & others written for @jjkgenweek day 7: free day
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scarlett-ink · 7 months
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To Steal a Butterfly Chapter 5
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You, Sun, and Moon do the latter half of your shopping and hope you don't have any chance encounters. The two animatronics are a bit surprised by the encounter you do have, meanwhile you're more concerned with what's happening in the hotel room.
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Also here's the fic playlist in case you missed it! Hope you enjoy it and the chapter <3
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hallowpen · 2 months
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Would moving back home for three months in order to watch the uncut version as soon as it airs be too much or just loyal sapphic dedication...🤔🤔🤔
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panstarry · 19 days
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heads up: this games charity bundle was finally approved on itch.io! it opens this friday, april 12th, and will run for a week. all proceeds will go to the Palestinian Children's Relief Fund.
you can check out the bundle on itch.io and follow @vgforpalestine on twitter for more updates!
EDIT: as of april 20th, 2024 this bundle is now live!!
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gibbearish · 6 months
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love when ppl defend the aggressive monetization of the internet with "what, do you just expect it to be free and them not make a profit???" like. yeah that would be really nice actually i would love that:)! thanks for asking
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rumble-bee-art · 8 months
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A 6000+ years old demon thinks he can mend his broken heart by driving to the stars. Fool
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tariah23 · 2 months
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The manga industry, especially JUMP, needs to hurry up and do away with weekly scheduling for mangaka. There needs to better regulations put into place for their health and safety because this is pitiful. Two weeks - monthly updates should’ve already been the standard for the manga industry at this point. These money grabbers will only continue to put the lives of these artists at stake for the sake of capitalism unless some serious changes are implemented.
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lupucs · 2 months
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Undyne tries to be a good lab partner to Alphys but then Frisk shows up with some newfound skills 🐟🦖 Made with Blender!
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filmloversociety · 1 year
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In Barbie (2023), directed by Greta Gerwig, Ken says he wants to spend the night with Barbie because they're boyfriend and girlfriend and when she asks him "to do what?", he replies "I'm actually not sure". This is a perfect analogy to kids playing with Barbie dolls, as they know that couples "do things" but are too young to know exactly what. In this essay I will
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itscuriosu · 11 days
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my first girlfriend turned into the moon🌕
sokka finally joins my ATLA series! you can view the rest of my atla series below⬇️
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