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decayingbooksandrain · 7 months
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This time of year is so odd to me. On one hand there's a little kid excited to go trick or treating and carving pumpkins. Then there's the teenager wishing for that feeling again but knowing it's not coming back. It's dead and rotting like the last pumpkin I carved.
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wat-zu · 1 year
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bada bing bada boom hits you with a broom aka your ocs
thx for letting me borrowing them grabs them in my pocket and gives them back to u
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Pinkie by @mary-games-and-arts
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Avion by @thedancingartist
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Cross by @nzn43
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Emerald blue by @applesaucify
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Dorado by @toon-melody
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Alvia by @flairya
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vuulpecula · 4 months
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✖ @mistrdctr inquired: 55
spotify wrapped | always accepting ↳ 55. night channels - foxing
Her fault. Her fault. Her fault. He was going to die, and it was all her fault. Hands pressed desperately over his middle, trying to staunch the bleeding that flowed endlessly, Fox tried to save the life that was already slipping away between her fingers. Shredded muscle and sinew twisted with the tattered remains of his robes, weaving together around her incapable digits like a grotesque mockery of a cat’s cradle. Maybe with medical equipment, earthly objects from that life left behind, his life would be spared—but there was nothing. Nothing she could reach for or grab, no one to call, there was nothing she could do. The great Doctor Strange was dying and the world would be lesser for it.
“Please, please,” her arms were shaking as she begged for that tiny spark of something to appear. Concentrating, digging as deep as she could for any shred of healing power or magic or whatever it was. The shaking became worse. The edges around him, laying prone beneath her unlit hands, began to fade. Melting into a darkness she fought to keep back. Blood dripped from her nostrils, a splitting headache brought forth a spasm of pain, and still she tried. Frantic for anything and lacking in everything. There was no fighting the dizziness that sent the world around them spinning, meshing every color together until all she could see was black.
A deep red glow filled the space and from it walked a woman. Spine straight, moving unhurried to kneel beside the dying Strange. “We clung to our warp weighted loom,” she began softly. “By the time we were done, we were woven in. Such constriction from a self-made trap.” It was Fox and it wasn’t. She was different. Perhaps a little older, confident, oozing with the darkness of power, and looking down upon him with the softness of seeing an old friend. A hand, fingers sooty with darkness, rested over his wound. Again, a glow began, pulsing a deep orange where it had once been gold. The pieces of him that had fallen apart began to weave back together once more. Cells healing in a way that seemed wholly impossible.
With her other hand, she pushed the hair back from his brow. “And on these antlers, dry-rot cracks through.” As if he was crowned or meant to be. This Fox, she glanced to the other beside him. Unconscious and incapable. “I left myself too open for you,” she reflected before turning her attention back to him. “So, by now I know what decay is.” There was a sadness in the way she said it, as if all three had been connected in some mysterious way that had led her down the darker path. The corrupted path. Wanda Maximoff was not the only witch tempted by that which she could not have.
“I’ll lay on waves until the night channels end,” Fox stated, as if telling him where she would be. Where he could find the beginning to the end that would not come for him. Not now, at least. She leaned close to him, his body nearly healed completely beneath her hand. “Future love,” she whispered against the shell of his ear. “Don’t fall apart.” As quickly as she had come, she was gone. Disappearing into the fading glow like a figment of a twisted imagination.
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peppermint-whiskers · 10 days
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imagine pentious sees cherri again and he adores her but doesnt know why cause god took every memory and god feels SO BAD seeing him struggle to try and remember cause this lovely lady clearly remembers him but thats impossible yet he feels like he should remember her too, same with his other friends
pentious really loved cherri, they had something real special going on and god only then realizes he took away not only the bad but also that pure sweet love when he took pents memories
He hits her with the "I would like to buy you a drink" bit and she's like "oh shit not again-"
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braindamaged007 · 1 year
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Oh. Shit, my bad.
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jaggedpeak · 1 year
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69 Gposefeather lawl thank u for chance
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if you were anyone else, i wouldn't see you in myself
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allbridgesburn · 4 months
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okay can I just say I ADORE your snowbaird fic?? like it's so gorgeous and the characterization is superb, and I can't wait to read how Coriolanus adapts to Mallory and vice versa! thanks for sharing the fic with us! ❤️
oh my god thank you so much?? 🥺🥺 it's my first fic for this fandom and i was super unsure if i could capture the characters properly, but i'm glad it's generally working so far lmao
snow and mallie are gonna get a scene next chapter (already written it!); but mostly up next it's gonna be an exploration of 1) the fuckedupness of the snowbaird relationship and 2) snow being even more of an asshole. poor lucy gray rip
thank you you sweet soul ❤️
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sinsydia · 1 year
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✨Right before the hand holding scene with Shizuku✨
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deer-with-a-stick · 7 months
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At this point I stay exclusively on this website and Ao3 for fandom stuff but DAMN what the hell happened with the reviews
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Castlevania Rotten Tomatos below for comparison
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taylorshope · 1 year
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I'M JUST NOW REALIZING THAT THAT ROOM MARK CAN LOOK INTO IN THE SCOUTING CHAPTER - IT'S THE ULTIMATUM ROOM
I AM LOSING MY MIND HOW DID I NOT NOTICE
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cyberlifeangel · 1 year
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okay so I don't know if anyone's watching the world cup but the us and england are playing against each other right now and i was just thinking about how jason and zain would probably be watching this xD i imagine jason's dressed all patriotic and stuff while zain's rooting for england and then there's salim in the back just laughing his ass off about them arguing who will win and whether it's called football or soccer😭😭
can anyone PLEASE draw this now i need to see this😭😭
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ecastily · 2 years
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I want Beserk Dark Cacao to hold me >:3
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volfoss · 6 months
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every popular male comic author who i hate will have leagues of fans who are like omg u just read his REALLY bad stuff the rest is better. it totally doesnt have the same problems as his bad stuff did. and then it in fact does
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braindamaged007 · 1 year
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🖕😎🖕
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stonerzelda · 2 years
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did u guys know u can get kicked out of the dark brotherhood. litchrally like 13 yrs later i only just learned bc i was being polite and listening to veezara monologue abt what a good friend he is to me while the guests at the wedding of the dead bride i killed in front of him attacked us. He was so mad they were hurting him he just stopped fighting and blamed me and now i owe the assassin company $500
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