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#on a normal wednesday evening
preseriesdean · 1 year
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Whatever we have between us— love, family, whatever it is—
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kineticallyanywhere · 23 days
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wip wednesday, why not
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moeblob · 3 months
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Uhhh anyway I kept trying to draw other fanart but gave up and doodled the vtuber i watch.
(first pic is from yesterday playing DBD, second pic is from today cause she's doing a collab with three others, and then the last is actually the first art I did of the year but never posted to tumblr)
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ftm-megamind · 1 year
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tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang · 2 months
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Hey everyone! So as you may have seen I've been doing valentines asks recently (it's been really fun to see everyones) and well it's nearly Valentines day. So consider this your last chance to send a valentines ask if you haven't already. If you still want one done it would be great if you could send it within the next 24 hours so it can be done in time! I'll put a poll here with a random question just to act as a countdown clock for us.
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nsewell · 1 month
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wip wednesday ♡ featuring some very early days relationship development between ava and nat. it's hard being an immortal butch in 18th century venezia. ty sm for the tag @fauville! i'll tag the usual suspects @aztarion, @wayhavenots, @kirnet, @crownleys @deepinifhell no pressure ofc beloveds
“You are enjoying this?” Ava makes no attempt to keep the incredulity from her voice, the flare of her nostrils from the assault on her senses. Human bodies carry such a ripe assortment of conflicting odors, both artificial and naturally occurring. “You say that as though we were front row for the gallows,” Natalie replies with a sardonic humor Ava would not have thought her capable of even yesterday, forlorn and staring vacant beside her in the Agency issued carriage. She grunts her might-as-well-be acquiescence and this actually strikes a chord of warm laughter from the other woman. It tapers into a sigh, a wistful look cast about the scene with a dark roving iris tracing each spectacle before settling on Ava with finality--as though she had been her true destination and the rest was just cursory, detour. She tenses under Natalie’s stare, unused to being scrutinized so closely–to existing in proximity to another at all. “Is it not wonderful?" Natalie continues, teeth glinting over her rouge-smeared bottom lip. "Like we’ve stepped into a page from The Merchant of Venice. You could play the part of Bassanio in garb like that.” She gestures to the masculine cut of clothing that Ava prefers, the rapier at her belt, societal acceptance granted so long as she hides behind her mask. In this much layering, face obscured as it is, she could pass for a man like she once did in all the silver trappings of her armor. She rather likes the lack of distinction.
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willkimurashat · 10 months
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Lovelies, don’t forget to summon Ryan tonight by drawing a pentagram, then arranging a heart, a set of lungs, and a penis in a ritualistic circle, while reading chanting Ryan’s organ poetry
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Writing explicit material about an aged up character is NOT it. Wednesday is a minor in the show, aging her up in your fanfiction doesn’t make it any less creepy. You even state in your writing that Wednesdays attraction develops WHILE SHE IS STILL A MINOR IN SCHOOL. The original attraction came from a child’s mind, do you not see how that’s wrong? Aging characters up just to ship them with adults is disgusting and writing sexual content about it is even worse. If you wanted to write about stuff like this I would’ve suggested making OC’s and not using already made characters that have a fandom surrounding them. That would’ve stopped some of the backlash and made it a little less creepy. Genuinely hope you see how this is wrong, please stop, thank you.
hi! i suggest you don't read stories you find upsetting! there's plenty of other fics to read, both mine and written by other people.
i also it's sweet you think an anonymous message will make me see the error of my Immoral ways. also are you suggesting it would be better if i wrote a fic with a different minor that grows up and then has a relationship with a former teacher? i don't understand what exactly you mean and how that would, in your book, be better than this lol. also, i don't know if you're aware but all adults you know were once, in fact, minors.
i know this isn't a message in good faith, and that nothing i say will change your mind. that's alright. nothing you say will change mine, either! i will write what i want and how i want it. you are welcome not to read it and say, well, not for me, moving on.
however, since you were so free to give me a friendly suggestion to Stop It, i will be so free to suggest you give stories that make you uncomfortable a go. the Immorality will not, in fact, rub off on you. i do think it's some of my best work writing wise, and i think the quality of it is pretty decent. there are even Themes and Motifs, and believe it or not it isn't porn (there is one smutty chapter out of fourteen and that's it). you could read it and try to articulate which parts of the story make you uncomfortable. you could try to read it as purely a piece of fiction, a story (which it is), without attaching a moral judgement to it -- perhaps try putting yourself in the shoes of the characters, or perhaps even the author, and try seeing how and why someone would write a story about very unusual, particular people who find each other, despite all odds. you could perhaps even ponder the concept of the "immoral" nature of their relationship being a metaphor for any unconventional relationship. after you do all of that, if you still feel uncomfortable, that's perfectly alright! i think some fiction is meant to make people uncomfortable, and it is a valuable skill to be able to approach it analytically and pinpoint exactly what doesn't sit right with you -- that, unfortunately, requires reading the work in good faith.
i will always encourage meaningful critique of my work! however, just some anonymous rando coming up to me and saying "this is WRONG!!!" will do precisely nothing.
you've spoken your piece, but if you continue to pester me with similar messages you will be blocked! have a nice day!
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vaniloqu3nce · 1 year
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Pokemon AU Concept: Enid’s Rockruff DOESNT evolve and it’s the only pokemon she has had because her parents never actually let her have a pokemon (because Enid’s parents suck) but her Rockruff kept coming back after her parents tried to get rid of it multiple times (her mother especially). Her Rockruff knows Enid by scent alone and even showed up to her school! Enid doesn’t wolf out until her Rockruff evolves. And Enid has never had to use a pokeball on her Rockruff because they have a partnership.
Also the Addams family doesn’t believe in capturing Pokemon either, they let most Pokémon roam wild on their property, unless the Pokemon wants a Luxury ball or something.
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Also all my headcanons are inspired by @ale-owl their art! Go check them out! Follow them! Tell them YOU’RE THEIR BIGGEST FAN even though thats a lie cause its me
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plutoprophecy · 2 months
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Pain and suffering. I can't stop thinking about him 💔
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my first tintin fic for whumptober is naturally him getting drugged as per usual
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iero · 2 months
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Had a panic attack that literally woke me up in the middle of the night last night and lasted until the early morning and let me tell you, that shit is TERRIFYING. Needless to say, I think I'm ready to go back to work.
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It's WIP Wednesday and I need to get my arse in gear for Nessian Week so... here's a little bit from an Achilles/Penthesilea retelling that I've been dying to write for the longest time 👀
His eyes flicked down, and she caught sight of thick eyelashes framing eyes that weren’t dark at all, rather a shade of hazel that shone as the sun came out from behind the clouds. From this close, she could smell the cinnamon and leather scent of him, warm and soft and entirely at odds with the bloodlust that swam in his face now.  He pushed harder with his blade, trying to force hers to bend, to break, but Nesta held firm, even though the bones in her arm and her hands cringed at the effort it took to hold steady against this mountain of a man.  She gritted her teeth, and the warrior smiled. “Well princess,” he murmured, “You’re a far worthier opponent than I thought.”  He pushed again, and Nesta held steady. Her lip curled. “Sorry to disappoint you.”  He huffed. “Oh, I’m not disappointed at all, sweetheart.”  His eyes turned molten, his tone like honey, and… gods, was he flirting with her? 
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readylovewrites · 1 year
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The concept of the Hyde becoming aimless rather than strictly more aggressive with the loss of its master. Tyler, escaped, haunting the woods near his cave, waiting for Laurel to come back and just tell him what to do, what is he supposed to do? Standing amidst the silence of an abandoned forest, listless, holding himself and feeling his eyes lose focus, supernaturally attuned ears absently picking up on the sound of fallen leaves hitting the earth. At some point—he doesn’t know when—he tore apart a deer but there’s no satisfaction in it like there was when it was Laurel’s biding so it’s laying at his feet, forgotten.
abandoned.
He doesn’t know it, but Wednesday has been looking for him since she heard of his escape. She herself isn’t sure if she means to kill him or study him or… well. She thinks about what a Hyde might do when it’s master is dead but there haven’t been bodies turning up so maybe he went home? She decides to investigate and finds him there with his back to her, stock-still, and she’d think he hasn’t noticed her except for the way his fingers tighten around his biceps.
she waits. If he attacks her, she’ll have her fun in besting him on her own. If he attacks, they can see who’ll draw first blood and—more importantly—who will draw last.
he doesn’t.
wind whispers through the trees, the black, whirling maw of the cave a hellmouth of bad memories, and neither tyler nor Hyde try to kill her. It’s shaping up to be a pathetic birthday.
“Well?” she prompts.
he doesn’t react.
she lets it hang for another moment, but grows impatient: “I killed your master. I’m right here. What are you waiting for?” And then, mockingly, “Orders?”
compellingly, his head turns just the slightest bit towards her and she sees in profile his lost expression. And it clicks then. Because he is and, by the look on his face, they’ve only both just realized it.
this could almost feel like a victory if Wednesday were not suddenly struck by the injustice of it. Because Tyler looks small. Looks lost. Looks like nothing at all.
chains on a wall.
she steps up beside him, more irritated that she can’t even have fun at his expense, and sees the deer. “My parents got me a taxidermy kit for my birthday last year. At least this wasn’t a total waste.”
Later, when she’s instructed Thing to grab the back legs while she takes the front and carted off her trophy, he’s still standing there but gradually, as the dark is setting in, a warmth creeps up on him. He feels his mind waking. Sees from the corner of his eye prey emerging from nearby brush.
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the next morning, when Wednesday is leaving her dorm for her first class, the toe of her boot collides with the malleable form of a dead rabbit.
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silenthillbunni · 2 months
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🧸🧃⛈️
#so like late last night i started to get rlly panicky nd upset#bc it's v much looking like im gnna fail my english class. i need to be done next wednesday which means i need to work rlly hard#nd go to school extra to have a presentation nd do tests etc etc#nd im still in pain after surgery nd im rlly depressed bc of my physical health so i just dont think i can be strong nd make it this time#in my almost breakdown i wrote a self referral to the clinic/psych department for personality disorders....#it usually takes them around 2 days to answer you but this time at like 8am they sent me a message AND called me#(i think. im not certain it's them bc i havent checked the voice message or the reply lmaooo. but it should be them)#the thing abt having avpd is now im immediately stressed af nd i regret sending it. i donr wanna check their reply#also it might be bc i wrote a lot abt killing myseld etc etc nd now im worried theyre gnna be like girlie get checked in!!!! lol T-T#i just needed to be very clear nd act frsutrted nd desperate bc i have never gotten treatment in 10yrs nd im TIRED!!!!#my initial reaction is to avoid at all costs nd just pull my covers above my head nd pretend like i dont have to check their reply lol#i dont wannaaaaaa. i take it back i dont want help!!! its fine i dont wanna try or work hard let me rot#why did i do this!!!!! fml. anyway... i'll check later today bc since its early i can still use the excuse of sleepinf thru the days#many ppl working w mentally ill ppl understand that it's normal actually to switch the day around nd sleep during the days sksksk#but also i have no idea how many typos r in here bc im not wearing my glasses whoopsie#yeah.. anyway im gonna try to go back to sleep nd not think abt it#hopefully it wasnt even them calling 🤡 i know i HAVE to check later but not now i can take a few hours#then today i need to figure out if im gnna make one last attempt w my eng class or give up idk what to do
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arsonist-chicken · 3 months
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hehehe fourth day in a row I've slept until 5pm because I fucked up my sleep rhythm staying up until 7am but probably more likely because of the ✨curses✨, but at least today I finally saw some sunlight again by walking to the store to still make it before they close. this is fine.
#the curses are mental illness aka depression or whatever idk man just give me some energy to be able to live my everyday life#i mean i thought i was getting sick on tuesday evening so i already planned to not go to uni on wednesday#also because i hadn't done a presentation but i really thought i was getting sick too#and it's been downhill from then#the last two nights i said to myself at lik 6am i'll sleep four hours now until 10 so i have the day to work and then can actually sleep#normal again but either i didn't hear my alarm or i turned it off and woke up again when it was still light outside#but close enough to already the sun setting that i was not gonna get any sun#the psychologist who did my adhd exam said i could start treatment with her but i'm a little wary of that#since my insurance still hasn't let me know if they'd partly cover that or if she's not in that system. idk how it works.#and also she's a psychologist not a psychotherapist#and no offense to my friend but i saw my friend studying psychology and becoming a psychologist after she finished her degree#and I don't think she'd be educated at all to actually offer therapy#she just does evaluations and such now but no therapy#and damn if I'm going to spend my emergency money on therapy because well it's not covered here then i at least want it to actually work#and actually be therapy. like working on the adhd and depression; not just an adhd coaching#that would have helped when i was in school or just starting uni but by now i definitely also need therapy for the depression that evolved#from all the issues. also maybe just brain chemistry idk.#mine
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