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ovrarches · 2 years
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hey……you locked the door right?
Last minute October MASH for day 30: getting caught🤭
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gagakumadraws · 2 years
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October MASH Day 29: Long nights 
“The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald
Some Eddie angst for the soul.
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my-deer-friend · 3 years
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Have you ever had this problem?
You want to do some creative prompts in October, but you just can't to decide between all the great options - Kinktober? Goretober? Autumn vibes? Spooky season? It all seems so fun... But how do I choose?
Well, we have the solution for you! @gagakumadraws and @my-deer-friend (that's us!) have teamed up to make the ultimate October prompt list. We call it MASH - Monsters, Autumn, Sexy, Hurt - and we're so excited to share it, to give you plenty of time to plan before 1 October.
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How does it work? Simple - you make the rules. Each day offers one of the four themes, along with a prompt. Then it's up to you - you can mix and match, combine or swap the prompts, and then make whatever kind of creative work that you want (and bonus - it works for any fandom!).
All we ask is that you tag us - and tag #OctoberMASH - so that we can all enjoy and share your wonderful works!
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starsfic · 2 years
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Cuddling by the Fire
Summary: Red Son is in hell.
Notes: Written for Day 1 of Inktober: Crystal, and Day 1 of  @gagakumadraws and @my-deer-friend’s OctoberMASH: Cuddle Up.
If you like and want to support my writing, you can tip me at my Ko-Fi!
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Red Son was in hell.
It was the best way to describe it.
He knew the Noodle Boy and Dragon Girl were touchy. He had seen it in the way they supported each other in battle, watching as they hung out through the Bull Clones’ eyes. But then he had decided to join the heroes to stop Lady Bone Demon.
And the only cabin with space, apparently, was theirs.
And the two had figured out he was touch-starved and quickly brought him into their little circle of touch.
All that, paired with hormones he must’ve not burned out during his long youth and being too distracted with rescuing his father, all led to a horrible realization. That he had a crush on both Qi Xiaotian and Long Xiaojiao. And he was in an awful, awful position, being sandwiched between them in bed and getting reprieve with cold showers in the morning. So he was doomed.
Like now.
The airship had sustained damage during a demon attack. The demon herself had been defeated, leaving it safe to repair. In the morning. For the evening, Sandy had docked inside a massive cave.
The cave was full of beautiful massive crystals, all gleaming different colors. Pigsy had made a fire in the center in case someone wanted to not sleep in the airship. This included Wukong, who had stared, turned around, and marched right out of the cave.
And-
“Hey, Red!”
Xiaotian and Xiaojiao waved. The former was seated next to the fire while the latter held all the ingredients for s’mores. “Come sit with us!” the Noodle Boy called, stretching out in a cozy orange sweater. The Dragon Girl nodded, her ponytail bobbing.
Red Son nodded back, “Alright,” he said, settling next to one of his crushes. He turned his attention to the other, pointing to the s’more ingredients. “Do you-” The next moment, he froze.
Because Xiaotian had decided to move into his lap.
“Wow, you’re so warm!” the boy said. The next moment, Xiaojiao was on his side and leaning into him.
“Wow, you’re right! I guess it makes sense, given his powers and all...”
Whatever they were saying was soon washed out by the static in his ears.
And one thought.
I am in hell.
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simpz-art-stash · 2 years
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Day 9 - Sweaters for Starsfic’s prompt list!
Too tired to write, so just get this half assed self indulgent shit instead. ;;
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A Thunderstorm Storm
Summary: Thunderstorms are nothing compared to what my Mom’s seen.
Written for both @flashfictionfridayofficial’s prompt of ‘Greater Horror’ and Day 1 of  @gagakumadraws and @my-deer-friend ‘s OctoberMASH of ‘Cuddle Up’.
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Mom has a scar on her chest.
I’ve seen it. When Mom steps out of the shower, dark hair still dripping water, I can see it when she changes. It’s a rectangle, around her breasts, deep dark red. Sometimes, when she’s out of breath, she groans in pain, gripping her chest like her heart’s about to burst. Whenever I ask, Father says I’m too young to know. Aunt Mabelle was drunk in front of me once, and when I asked her, she said there had been an ‘accident’.
She never drank around me again.
I once asked Mom.
Father was away on a business trip with his twin, Aunt Helle. Aunties Runa and Asta were on a hunting trip. That left me and Mom. Late in the night, a thunderstorm broke out.
Nightmares had gripped me all night. When I first heard the crack of thunder, it was time.
The large bed my parents slept in was practically empty, for my Mom is a small woman. She opened her eyes when I opened the door. She doesn’t sleep well- neither of my parents do. “Thunderstorm?” she asked, sitting up.
I nodded and crawled into bed. She opened her arms and I cuddled in. Another roll of thunder made me shiver. Mom only smiled though, staring at the sheets of rain coming down. “Thunderstorms aren’t that bad, love.” she said. “In all the planets, there are things much, much scarier. I’ve seen them.”
The question tugged at me.
“...is that what made your scar?”
Mom’s smile twitched. Slightly.
“Yes.”
The answer was simple. Before I could ask, she held me tighter. “Don’t worry about that story, love,” she whispered. “I’ll tell you when you’re older. I promise.”
I wanted to protest. Wanted to know what great horror she had seen, what had carved that scar into her, what had broken her heart.
But the warmth of my mother and the paddle of rain lulled me to sleep.
...hope she keeps that promise.
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birdsongisland · 2 years
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id : an ink and watercolor painting of a girl wearing a translucent fluffy pink shirt ans sweetpea fower jewelry. sweetpea flowers seem to be growing from her chest and she holds some in her hands. the seconf picture is zoomed in to show the golden glitter as highlights on her skin, braids and background./end id
october mash 8 - hanahaki disease
not happy with it but if i keep not posting the ones i dont like i wouldnt post anything, also ive been reading hanahaki wrong for years jfc
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dcbutinamrev · 2 years
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@my-deer-friend I'm sorry this is just too beautiful, Alexander is just too beautiful in this, I had to set it as my desktop wallpaper-
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ouiouixmonami · 2 years
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: American Revolution RPF, Turn (TV 2014) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Alexander Hamilton/John Laurens Characters: Alexander Hamilton, John Laurens, George Washington Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Vampire, Battle of Brandywine, Flashbacks, Blood Series: Part 2 of Vampire!AU, Part 3 of OctoberMASH Summary:
In the hazy moments when John’s vision begins to blur and his hearing begins to fade, his body slowly giving in to the imminent surrender, his muddled thoughts become clear.
His mind grants him the privilege of indulging in his most treasured memories of Alexander
one
last
time.
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This fic is the second part of the OctoberMASH day 7 prompt (bloodsuckers) from @my-deer-friend & @gagakumadraws
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echo-bleu · 2 years
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For today’s prompt of the OctoberMash (by @my-deer-friend), Cuddle Up.
Also on Twitter and Instagram.
[ID: Digital drawing of Jamilton cuddling together. Thomas is sitting crossed legged in profile, facing left, wearing a light purple shirt. Alexander is drapped across his back with one hand on his lap, facing the camera with his eyes closed, hair down, wearing a green hoodie. The background is purple. The second picture is a detail of the first.]
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October Mash Day 3 - Twisted
“It was supposed to be this incredible opportunity. An honour, even, for students to be allowed to take part in an expedition like this. John saw it as a chance, his first real shot at getting his name out into the archeological world. He was so sure he wouldn’t miss, so sure of his shot, so sure he didn’t bother to look farther than the barrel of the gun.
Maybe if he’d listened better things would’ve been better. His professors had warned him many a time, hadn’t they? Warned him of the dangers and the follies an expedition like this could bring. John didn’t listen, he’d never liked to anyways, having always been so sure he knew what was best. He didn’t. No one really did, but the ‘if’ clung to his thoughts like the sweat and blood that now stuck to his skin.”
Read the rest here
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ovrarches · 2 years
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burr finds out exactly what goes on in the room where it happens… and regrets it immediately
for October MASH day 6: three’s company & day 7: blood-suckers. yes I know it’s no longer either of those days but bear with me bsfjshfhd. anyways I’m pretty sure foes don’t become bros after being confined to a room together without a little neck work involved ;)
better quality under the cut because tumblr ruined the gif 
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gagakumadraws · 2 years
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October MASH Day 3: Twisted
Lafayette. The hero of two worlds, champion of freedom. But when there are two opposing forces battling within you, trying to claim you as their own, it can feel like your entire body and mind are slowly being twisted apart.
I got the pleasure of working on this piece together with my darling @my-deer-friend. I did the lineart and she did the absolutely stunning colouring! She also wrote the amazing caption for this! 
The prompt list can be found here.
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my-deer-friend · 2 years
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Moulin Rouge AU - part 2/3
(Part 1 is here.)
Their love seems charmed. John is utterly smitten by his beautiful lover, and they make fanciful plans to flee the city, to live together far away from everything they have ever known.
But Alexander uncovers a terrible secret. He is not free to leave. The Moulin Rouge is in trouble, and the investor has demanded exclusive access to Alexander as collateral. If he runs away, he would abandon the only family he has ever known to ruin.
Alexander knows that John is in love with him and will refuse to share him, or to leave him to this fate. So his only hope is to convince John that - despite his true feelings - Alexander doesn't love him back.
Using all his charm and skill at persuasion, Alexander pushes John away. John leaves, distraught, and a heartbroken Alexander goes to meet with the investor.
That's when the cough starts.
(Part 3 is here.)
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For #octobermash prompt "possession"
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starsfic · 2 years
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Summary: A disowned demon warrior shouldn’t love the prince consort of the kingdom.
It never stopped them though.
A combo for Inktober Day 17: Splatter,  @gagakumadraws​ and @my-deer-friend​’s OctoberMASH Day 16: Bruises
If you like my writing, come buy me a tea.
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“My apologies, my lord. The prince consort requested to be alone in his chambers. Nobody is allowed in.”
Red Son blinked at the servant.  “My memory might fool me, but I believe I had an appointment with the prince.”
Albeit, he didn’t make it under his name, he wanted to surprise him. But still, an appointment it was.
The servant firmly shook his head. “I’m sorry, my lord.” he said to one of the kingdom’s greatest warriors. “Everything has either been postponed or canceled. He does not wish to see anyone.”
Which was not like Qi Xiaotian at all.
The prince consort was a gentle soul, dedicated to making the lives of the people better. He might’ve had a reputation for skipping out on work, but Red knew that he could buckle down and work when it was serious. Something wasn’t right. But the damn servant was clearly not going to let him in.
He bowed. “I see. Thank you.”
With that, Red turned and marched away.
Once he turned the corner, he stopped. He looked around. There was no need to kill anyone to keep his secret.
He was alone.
With that, Red Son, former prince of the Demon Bull family, disappeared into a red whirlwind of flame. He shot through the window and across the garden, where his prince’s chambers were.
He reformed and straightened, freezing when he saw the room.
Broken furniture. Torn curtains. Red stains splattered everywhere.
A motionless figure, lying on the floor very still.
“Noodle Boy?!” he shrieked, rushing over to his love’s side. He turned him over. That revealed that the red splatters came from the cuts that littered the prince’s body, as well as large bruises. They were all good signs, so hopefully... “Xiaotian, come on. Don’t do this to me.”
A groan was his answer. Dark eyes opened and Xiaotian’s face creased. “Red...?” he groaned out, sounding confused. The redhead nodded. “When did you get back?”
“Last night.” he said, helping Xiaotian sit up. “I wanted to surprise you but...I thought you were dead.” These robes he wore were definitely ruined. Xiaotian chuckled.
“Hopefully, those idiots Macaque sent thought so too.  I believe I will be left alone for a little while.”
Red felt his jaw clench as anger filled him, his hair sparking. “Your father will not rest until he has you dead, won’t he.” Well, calling Macaque a father was a compliment, and not one he deserved.
His love glared at nothing. “No, he won’t. But sending a report to wherever he is will take time.” He glanced at him, his gaze turning fonder. “As for you, hun...” Red couldn’t help the little grin that formed at the nickname. “You created an appointment.”
“For a very important matter.”
“Oh?”
He nodded, pulling something off his wrist. Xiaotian’s eyes softened at the sight of the red ribbon. “It would’ve been a disappointment if I lost your favor, my prince.” Red said. Once again, he wasn’t sure why Xiaotian had chosen to love him. But he was glad.
“Did it bring you luck?”
“It certainly did. Unfortunately, the spy cell I found went up in flames.” Red pulled out a scroll with a false sigh. “All except for these records.”
Xiaotian’s eyes lit up. “Oh, you...” he cooed, just like Red had given him new paints. He pressed a kiss to his cheek. “You’re wonderful.”
“So are you.” Red sighed. Something niggled at his mind, a whisper that a disowned demon prince had no place to love the prince consort, but he ignored it. He was his, loyal to him, not to the useless king that was nothing but a waste of space on the throne.  As far as Red was concerned, the prince consort was the only one capable of doing something for the kingdom and its people and he had decided a long time ago to protect him. It was just that along the way he might have fallen madly in love with him. And he couldn't regret it for one second.
“I love you.”
Xiaotian smiled sweetly before leaning forward.
“I love you too.”
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simpz-art-stash · 2 years
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Day 1 - Cuddle Up for Starsfic’s prompt list!
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