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marydublinauthor · 2 months
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💕✨🧚🏼‍♀️COVER REVEAL🎉💃🏻🔪
The cover I designed for SHOT IN THE DARK is finally out in the world!!!!
What do you think? 😍
Are you ready to dive back into Jon, Sylvia and Cliff’s story like never before?? May 14 baby 📖❤️💕💃🏻
@kendsleyauthor
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agent-gladhand · 1 year
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Valentine's Day at an All-boys Dojo! Zisu is certified one of the boys because I say so.
Based off this classic:
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aqqleshiqqing-archive · 9 months
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goofy ass trainer couple red and jaide would like to battle‼️
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instagram / flickr
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j-ellyfish · 25 days
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I'm sorry but I'm too much of a sucker for angsty fluff, severe pining and hurt/comfort with no toxicity involved in my comfort ships, so I just cannot see Spaus as toxic marriage ;_; 👉👈 💕
The people around them? Like, their bosses? Yes, toxic pieces of shit that never cared about their opinions or feelings, but they actually loved each other to the end, despite the ups and downs, and they might've taken some things personal in the moment, but in the long run they knew it was just humans politics and things out of their power.
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blondiest · 10 days
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honestly i find it far easier to answer questions about specific stories i've written than to answer questions about canon, bc i spend most of my time writing canon divergence of various flavors. i make an effort to base my characterizations off of my understanding of canon, but there is by necessity some extrapolation taking place in basically everything i've ever written.
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exastriis · 6 months
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Here be an experimental ship for Suzie! Fun fact, her and Alfred actually had a crush on Gilbert during the Revolution– er, rather just Alfred, but Suzie too by proxy just because he keeps fanboying about Gilbert in his letters hshdhf,, I'm not sure when or if they even met during this time, but this is just a fun what-if regardless! As for the other one, I had a human band AU in mind– maybe some kind of punk-metal band? Gil is the vocalist and Suzie is the bassist. I also think Suzie got him the little chick patch, lol. They make for a fun couple, but entirely too akin to the match analogy. The relationship starts out hot and passionate— but it reaches a fever pitch and they eventually go their separate ways. Thankfully on amiable terms, though, given they weren't dating for long. Gilbert is too stuck on his own ways and Suzie wants something different. I think it would be funny if this AU had a PruCan endgame, because seeing your ex-boyfriend-bandmate getting wedded to your close friend is... probably insanely awkward 😭 thankfully she meets Alfred there, huh? 🥴💖
[ ᴄᴏᴍᴍs ᴏᴘᴇɴ | ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛ ] she/they pronouns for suzie!
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dnangelic · 2 days
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skills .
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swim / scubadive / read and write / do calligraphy / ride a bike / ride a unicycle / ride a motorcycle / drive / draw / sing / play an instrument / maintain a rhythm/ converse in a language / converse in more than one language / converse in more than four languages / do basic maths / do algebra / understand structural formulas / read a floorplan / assemble ikea / build a working piece of furniture / build a house / sew a button / customise clothes / make clothes / bind a book / use a vacuum / clean windows without leaving streaks / boil water / make pasta / remove the pit of an avocado / cut bell peppers / cook / bake / basic first aid / cpr / close a bullet wound / fire a gun / load a gun / shuffle a deck of cards / shuffle a deck of cards one-handed / play or read tarot / use matches / use a lighter / make a fire without either / code / start a computer / hack / steal a car without keys / pick a lock / kick down a door / throw a punch / put an opponent smaller than them into a chokehold / put an opponent larger than them into a chokehold / intentionally break a bone / make a cast / chop down a tree / put up a tent / make a knot / create a shelter without tools or bought materials / make a cocktail / cut a line of cocaine / change a diaper / recite a nursery rhyme from memory / recite an important religious code from memory / recite the table of elements from memory / recite all pokemon in the pokemon song from memory / recite a 10-digit code 24 hours later after only reading hearing it once / tell a person's zodiac sign / tell a person's age / play football / play basketball / play another ball sport / iceskate / use an audio recording device / use a camera / tattoo / do a piercing
tagged by: @goldspun  tysm!!!
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abominable-space-they · 3 months
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Close Enough But Not To Far
Hannibal one shot
Hannigram
Jack x Bella
Alternating Pov
Happy Ending
Mostly snarky dialogue
Canon compliant but also au
The one where loss changes everything
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marydublinauthor · 8 months
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Today’s the day!! 💋 Our very first Kindle Vella story is available now, with Episode One live. Head to the link in our bio to start reading! 😍
We are so excited for the chance to return to Lee, Ben, and Delilah, and explore their dynamics. Set in the Shot in the Dark universe where fairies, witches, and monsters exist against a modern day backdrop, this story is a perfect introduction to spooky season.
The first three episodes will be completely free, and we sincerely hope you enjoy! Swipe for a moodboard of these absolute hotties ❤️❤️❤️
Synopsis:
A fairy and a conman make a unstoppable team — until now. Lee and Ben’s plans to steal a legendary amulet are thwarted by a cunning witch named Delilah, who is after the very same item. When their coveted prize turns out to be a counterfeit, Lee and Ben begrudgingly unite with Delilah to orchestrate a daring heist for the real artifact. Battling Ben's cautionary instincts about trusting witches, the magnetic connection between Lee and Delilah intensifies, driving them toward a thrilling edge where desire and danger collide in a game where the stakes have never been higher.
@kendsleyauthor
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kendsleyauthor · 1 month
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Placed the pre-order for the Shot in the Dark. The notes from both Sylvia and Cliff was too good to pass up. I hope you get tons of pre-order sales.
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Thank you so much!!! We're super excited for you to read it and hear your thoughts!! 💖💖💖 And we're so touched by the amount of boxes we're selling! They're going fast!
Pre-order a signed copy of Shot in the Dark and/or an immersive bundle here! 🧚🏻‍♀️
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@marydublinauthor 🌸
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coolspacequips · 1 month
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Honestly dipped back into hsr at the last second of black swans banner bc I wanted her so bad lol, but I haven't played in forever so I could only pull a handful of times then give up.... Then I hated acheron's look so much I dropped it again LMAO but now that they're lesbians caught in an Eldritch horror romance 👀👀👀👀
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rlephant · 2 years
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snowbellewells · 1 year
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Self-Promo Sunday: “Dark Swan, Hot Chocolate”
Well friends, I’m a little late getting this posted this week, but I wanted to revisit this little early 5a one shot - a missing Swan Believer moment that I would have loved to see when they returned from Camelot to Storybrooke. There’s art now too, so hopefully the whole product will bring a bit of warmth and a little smile. It can still be found as a chapter in my collection of various one shots, “Of Swans and Swords and Hopeful Hearts”, on either AO3 or ff.net, if that is your preference. There are numerous other fics where this came from in that collection. 
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Summary: Standing alone outside Granny’s Diner, while all of those she loves are gathering inside without her, Emma feels the true weight of what taking on the Darkness has cost her. But there’s one special person who can still bring an offering that reaches her, no matter how dark and cold the night might feel...
“Dark Swan, Hot Chocolate”
by: @snowbellewells
She stands alone outside the packed diner, huddled into the long, black duster she wears over her equally dark dress, futilely trying to ward off the chill autumn air. Unfortunately, the effort is wasted when the cold comes from within her as well, wrapping subtly around her heart. Cozy, bright lights and the hum of chatter from her gathered family, former friends and allies, emanate in a soft glow from the windows of the little inn and restaurant, piercing the night.
The woman once known as Emma Swan, now the self-proclaimed Dark One, impassively watches those within mingling, laughing, and embracing. If a person didn’t know the tiniest nuance of her face, she would look unaffected, waiting for the best time to make her next move. However, as her thin frame, buffeted by the wind at her back, leans forward slightly, a hint of the yearning within her peeps through the harsh, immovable veneer. The former lost girl who had almost – finally ¬– found her home nearly shows through the frosted, severe hair and barely glimmering pale skin for a moment, aching desperately to take a step closer, to be back inside, within the warmth of love and light, once more a part of something.
The Darkness slides back in smoothly, quickly, before Emma’s human longing can fully take hold, purring with the thrilling tingle of so much magic at her fingertips, whispering that she does not need any of them. ‘Look at them, going right on without you…’ the insidious voice in her head reminds, until Emma finally recedes once more and it is the icy, impervious new magical villain who turns and begins to walk away – a solitary black shape against the backdrop of the dark, deserted street.
Suddenly, she stiffens at the sound of the bell above Granny’s door jangling, a slam as it hits the frame again, and footsteps pounding down the steps, onto the pavement, seemingly running after her. She pauses, body taut and vibrating with barely contained power, fingers clenched in tightly until her nails dig into her palms, forcing herself not to spin and immediately blast the newcomer off his or her feet.
Waiting, she is still and unchanging as stone until a small, light hand falls gently on her arm, and Henry speaks in the voice that pierced her impenetrable heart four years ago when he showed up at her door in Boston, and refuses to leave her, even now. “Mom!” Henry pleads, voice roughly cracking with emotion as he clutches her elbow. “Wait, please…”
No matter how the beast within roars and tries to surge up in retaliation at her hesitation, Emma fights through it enough to turn and look on her son, a young man now but still beseeching her to listen and believe in him. Henry’s mop of brown hair ruffles in the breeze as his eyes search her face, hope somehow still directed at her, his faith causing a lump to rise in the back of her throat where nothing else has penetrated.
“Here,” Henry offers, holding up a to-go cup from Granny’s that she hadn’t noticed until then. “I know you like it with cinnamon…like I do. You must miss the hot chocolate.” He tries a mischievous, knowing little smile, and Emma somehow feels a tiny echo of her own inching her own lips up at the corners.
Giving the barest of nods, Emma extends her hand to take his offering, careful not to let her fingers brush his – not wanting the chill that has taken her over to infect his warm heart and generous spirit. “Thanks, Kid,” she rasps, struggling to force the words past a tightened throat and make them heard.
He shrugs, “No problem” his easy reply. They share a moment that is nearly casual, coming close to the easy camaraderie they have always had. But his earnest face sobers quickly as he catches her wrist before she can distance herself again and stares into her eyes unflinchingly. “I – I know you’re angry…at Gramps and Grandma, my other mom…everyone. And you’re hurt. You feel like it’s too late…this is who you are now, and that they should have to pay. It isn’t true though! I’m not giving up on you – and I’m not the only one, either.”
She shakes her head, starting to protest, but Henry interrupts, not letting her deny his hope and his love…his Charming optimism. “I miss you, Mom,” he adds wistfully, then plows on, “but I know you’ll be back. Until then, enjoy the hot chocolate.” With that, he gives her one last quick smile and dashes back the way he came, back into the warmth and light of the gathered citizens of Storybrooke.
Emma turns and continues the walk to her house alone. Raising the cup to her lips though, she finds one tiny tendril of warmth and comfort at first sip; the chocolate, milk, and spice of the cinnamon greet her tongue with happy nostalgia and sweetness. It solves nothing – and yet, for the briefest of moments, it thaws a bit of the ice that has encased her from the inside out. Maybe the real Emma is still in there somewhere, anxious to savor something as simple as a favorite drink, and maybe – just maybe – find her way back out.
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staybeautifulmp3 · 1 year
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➳ sports night fics as penguin classics
inspired by this riverdale post
a from in wax kristophine @scientia-rex // small town ashinae, jay_linden // evens sugar peas run out of snap sandyk // like sailing and home runs out_there // wanna run from the darkness, wanna shout at the light octothorpetopus @octothorpetopus // voice in the wildnerness catwalksalone
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regalbois · 1 year
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me with my specific-ass interests within a fandom makes me completely incapable of really connecting with anyone within fandoms on god
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