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#ooc. [out of eden]
lunaetis · 1 month
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[ this is an official semi-hiatus notice bc i think this week and upcoming week or two would be really demanding work-wise. i'm sure you guys can already notice the activity drop & lack of ic content on my end. work & stress had affected my writing mood & i hope to remedy that after the workload lighten a little in a week or two ! sorry for the delay & thank you for understanding ! ]
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dol-dee · 2 months
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Hm I would love to continue Dee's dol journey and play it more but I feel like I’m starting to run out of stuff
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belovedcorvid · 2 months
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talentforlying · 7 months
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something something john constantine always either being people's personal jesus or judas, but almost never just a person. acting as all three because it's the part he has to play, but never given grace for it. being left behind when he makes mistakes so often that at a certain point he just stops being able to reach out to people for help or assistance entirely.
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adamsappl · 2 months
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^^ has never caught a break in his fucking life
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the-expatriate · 6 months
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((NEW AU INCOMING!: One Last Look at Eden: Pari's C.aptain L.aserhawk AU!))
The year is 1992.
Pari has found herself in a renovated (yet still looking rough) Dive Bar located in Mega City 2 in Eden after following a message from her deceased grandfather. He'd moved to try and gain a better life for himself and for his wife, Florence as well as his granddaughter, Pari in tow.
His wish was to make a difference in such a crapsack world but as he'd learned the hard way, it wasn't as easy as it seemed.
Not just the want to make a difference for himself and his family, but also for the disadvantaged and also supporting Hybrids.
It posed as a dive bar in Mega City 2's slums but anyone who knew, knew about the talented Mr Vass.
His operation had managed to go by unnoticed up until he'd been ratted out to the authorities and he and his wife had been ruthlessly gunned down. What wasn't counted on was his granddaughter locating the trail her grandfather left behind.
To say that Pari was furious was a vast understatement but it wasn't going to stop her.
After reopening the dive bar and subsequent operations, it was back to business as usual being an underground hideout and a resource for those who needed it.
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feleshero · 5 months
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How do you even write a canon, this is torture.
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malpractising · 1 month
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| OOC |
One day I will pick a faceclaim for Eden and when I do I will post all the silly one-liners / dialogue-only opens that I think look weird or too small without icons attached to them that have been hanging out in my drafts for 1000 years.
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general-kalani · 9 months
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So I made an edit of an icon for Joseph (still editing of course this is mainly for the short film version because honestly he's VERY good at playing that character)
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colecassiidy · 21 days
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Thinkin bout the kid wanting to go west, wanting to pick up a security job, seedling instincts that BW allowed to flourish unabashedly to the skillsets he'd scraped together surviving as some street urchin
#ooc;; mun barks#The way it fell away from him bc he became so fond of ashe - and by extension DL; the way he really didn't think twice abt it#how in another universe he meets gabriel reyes the detective as a fledgling recruit/cadet in LA and learns to protect people#how this would probably all fall apart anyway due to rats and inside jobs and it's the splintering of ovw just w another face#or maybe he makes it to a rural town and takes up sheriff-hood#and yet how there seems to be an inevitability that this will fall apart on him somehow - through some disillusionment -#How some snake will always slither into an eden bc#this is ultimately a small whim of a then-15 year old boy that thinks maybe his bloody hands could do good#(But then - instead - they just got bloodier thru DL)#Thinking abt him saying he'd like to own land one day and work it up to something to be proud of but the way this one#Carries more complications to his tendencies to always be uprooted either by his own volition or outside circumstances#The way he is married to disruption and that This is even less likely to ever be in his cards#but not bc he recognizes this pattern of dispossession but bc he never thought he could accrue the finances#and the way this small little want falls further and further away from him and#how he is so certain that he's going to end up dead in a ditch someplace somewhere someday#it's the way there's these small things of childhood sincerity that managed to survive n persist thru the horrors#but are then proceeded to be strangled out of him n it is a slow suffocation#Thinking abt him thinking abt him thinking abt him
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deadn30n · 4 months
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usfw i thought about while at work today and bored out of my mind
thinking oh so sweetly about heat cycles and how w/ Eden having the rabbit ears in some verses and being part animal they probably have a pretty gnarly heat cycle but they're waaaaaaay too shy to approach anyone about it.
so if your muse is their partner they probably won't know about it until Eden is like. burning up so badly they're about to burst and they finally beg to be fucked and it's like a 7hr session bc Eden wouldn't be satisfied with just one round :)))
also their ears and tail are incredibly sensitive during this time which makes touching/stroking/pulling on them especially fun. Eden is like the most submissive little rabbit when they're in heat and it's probably back to back days of just begging to be ruined but oh lord is it the best sex you've ever had
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lunaetis · 1 month
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hcs i want to write for eden when my brain works with me :
how she feels about praises and someone expressing they're proud of her
how she deals with losses & goodbyes
habits & traits she developed after penacony / the change in her core personality
dreams & sleep habits after penacony
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Sky screenshots :-]
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streetgoats · 1 year
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( continued. )
twins planted hooves neatly against the grassy hills. it felt as if the twins could find themselves collecting their own special spaces within the forest hills. making home in the woods, and the forests. they prided themselves on looking like lovely porcelain creatures. frolicking with great etiquette. it seemed almost certain that amelina was the much bolder of the two. checking for the new @eritvita to take a seat besides them given he wanted too. she pulled out her favorite sets of red ribbons before placing them upon her sister's hair. she brushed her hair into a simple design and as she dotted on Mabil she looked towards the forest's depths, " it isn't often thy frolic with others seeing it !! " amelina mused. answering gracefully enough that they frolicked freely just out of sight.
Mabil reached and brushed her hands against a small handset mirror. one that she peered her eyes into. brushing her hair out of the way with delicate fingers, " thy hair is lovelier now, lamb - kin !! " ( she beamed. ) tilting her head at an angle to see the freshly placed ribbon, " such a wonderful shade !! "
the blonde twins briefly admired their freshly done forms. studying them in the mirror before Mabil turned to answer their new company's question, " games of all sorts , poet !! like chess , or tic - tac - toe !! "
amelina added, " thine am rather found of gambler's games. have thou partaken in tavern games ?? one's that involve ale, and cards ?? " her sister in turn giggled. her blonde locks shaking as she leaned back , and provided the boy with the following truthful information, " thine sister hasn't tasted ale before !! neither have thee !! mother would NEVER allow it !! "
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talentforlying · 4 months
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i've got stuff to do tonight but i am thinking about how it absolutely fucking pains me to see the joy and energy and love of living sapped from constantine's spirit over the initial run of hellblazer. like he goes from this spirited, wisecracking, life-loving, bully-punching, fastidious little guy to a man so disintegrated by decades of grief and being used and never being good enough for anyone that he was willing to be buried alive to serve a cause he didn't even care about. thank god they gave him back some friendly connections and some semblance of hope by the end of "red right hand", because that late-hellblazer constantine was utterly unrecognizable and it broke my heart.
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yaksha-garden · 6 months
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[have i been in the rpc for less than two months? yes. do i already have ideas for other blogs? also yes.]
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