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traitor-for-hire · 3 months
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L’Empereur est mort, et l’Empire n’est plus. À l’aube de la Nouvelle République, Cassian Andor essaie de se bâtir une vie en tant que civil, sans l’unique personne avec qui il aurait voulu la partager.
Puis un jour, il reçoit un appel et apprend que quand Jyn Erso a été capturée six ans plus tôt, il a perdu bien plus qu’il ne l'avait pensé.
Nouveau wip, mon coup de cœur de l'année. Immense merci à @mosylu qui m'a gentiment autorisée à traduire son œuvre ^^
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So, I was kinda tagged by @mosylufanfic for the Last Sentence Game ^^
I can’t really share the very last one I translated, because it’s from a new manuscript I’m just starting to work on, but here is the last one from the last fic I worked on : Messenger, by @mandaloriandy (I’m so behind on this translation, I’m so sorry I’m still working on that series I promise)
Boba a sept ans ; il commence à approfondir sa maîtrise des coups de pieds et des roulades et à apprendre comment tirer au blaster, mais aussi comment écouter les gens et survivre dans le désert et la recette de tzai de la mère de Beru.
( Boba is seven, starting to learn advanced kicks and rolls and how to shoot a blaster alongside how to listen to people and survive in the desert and her mother’s tzai recipie.)
Not tagging anyone, but if you want to join in and share a little something, go for it!
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dyscomancer · 2 years
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genuinely hope to see the fall of christianity as a global power some day in my lifetime
belief on an individual level, whatever that's fine, but do not act as if christianity's influence and doctrine is not a heavy hand behind some of the most evil governmental decisions being wrought upon people at this very moment (anti-trans bills, don't say gay bills, roe vs. wade repeal, etc)
people who are not christian are being forced to live by christian standards and under christian rules and that isn't right
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queen-paladin · 11 months
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I love you "boring" female characters. I love you ingenues. I love you female characters who aren't "modern" enough. I love you female characters who aren't "badass" enough. iI love you female characters who aren't "empowering" enough. I love you quiet female characters. I love you unappreciated female characters. I love you polite female characters. I love you female characters who "can't appeal to modern audiences." I love you frightened female characters. I love you female characters labeled as not complex just for being nice. I love you female characters who get criticism just for not being their tomboy or femme fatale counterpart. I love you silk hiding steel trope.
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shelternmberone · 3 months
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SODA (with reverb)
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milktea-grn · 1 month
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hair gel things
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quieteeks · 2 months
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Work draws
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brattysofiax · 7 days
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Your tattoos are amazing. Do you have a favourite?
This huge wolf by Daryl Watson is my new favourite. He did an incredible job (as always)
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poibeansart · 3 months
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My, my
Those eyes like fire
I'm a winged insect, you're a funeral pyre
Come now, bite through these wires
I'm in waking hell and the gods grow tired
(Vashwood)
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in-study-hell · 22 days
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I was overseas when HCs10 started btw so I drew on paper instead.
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traitor-for-hire · 4 days
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Un petit one-shot qui m'a tapé dans l’œil, merci à @fivecenturiesverse qui m'a autorisée à le traduire, thank you so much!
Sur Kenari, ils croyaient aux âmes-sœurs. Ou : cinq fois où Cassian demande à d’autres s’ils croient aux âmes-sœurs, et une fois où il pose la question à son âme-sœur.
Clem rit quand Cassian lui pose la question. Il dit : « Qui t’a mis ces idées dans la tête ? L’amour n’est pas prédéterminé, Cass, c’est quelque chose qui te tombe dessus, comme les problèmes. — L’amour n’est pas un problème », dit Cassian, en articulant avec peine les durs mots du Basic. « Tu n’agis pas comme si c’était un problème. »
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bevirspnsblmnt · 6 months
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trad sketches I drew today and then cleaned up and enhanced in ps later
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crybaby-bkg · 7 months
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cw: mentions of being on birth control, mention of maybe getting pregnant, scent kink
have you guys ever heard of like…..being attracted to someone’s smell which means you’ll pair together really well??? and there have been cases where people get off birth control and it intensifies the smell and either makes it completely unbearable or even fucking better for the person??? okay THAT but with Bakugou…….,,,
you’re on birth control for whatever reason, and you’ve always pretty much liked his smell. it’s always been distant scents of caramel, a little sharp twang of spice whenever he comes home sweaty. and usually, you’ll let him chase you around the house while you laugh about him needing a shower because he stinks—but it’s all in jest.
and maybe, after a couple years of being with him, you get off of it for whatever reason—you wanna get pregnant, or it’s not serving you anymore, or you just don’t wanna be on it for any longer. and there’s—there’s a certain shift in the air whenever you’re around him.
you feel like a fuckin cat in heat when you stand near him, always pressing your face against the slickest parts of his skin. your nose buried in his palms, pressing sweet and gentle kisses to the hardened skin.
and Bakugou doesn’t understand what the fuck is going on with you, or why you always want to lay in his armpit, but he doesn’t complain much. even when he catches you huffing his dirty workout tanks and wearing his already worn boxers around the house.
but you can’t help it!! you just wanna bathe in his scent—now slick and honeyed and cinnamon—until you pass out from forgetting to exhale. and you’re such a perv about it that he can’t help but tease you—for licking the sweat from his collarbones whenever he’s on top of you. for inhaling where his scent lays stronger on the skin beneath his balls. for burying your nose in his pits whenever he stretches in the morning.
calls you his sick little pervert, getting off to his sweat, tells you how nasty you are for liking something so depraved. but your shame has abandoned you—all you care about and crave is his scent covering you in every way, shape, and form.
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z0mbatz · 2 months
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silly meow meow doodle:3
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friendcrumbs · 8 months
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besties outfit swap!!! (s1e1/s4e1)
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elumish · 1 month
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I saw something a while ago about paranormal romance/why choose books being basically trad wife fantasies, and I have so many thoughts about that
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