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otterpiastri · 3 months
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suntails · 5 months
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collab artwork i did for my beloved friend @llondonfog's fic in the horror zine!!! it was such an honor to work on a collab together and i couldn't have asked for a more fun experience!!! <3 go read her fic and leave comments/kudos, it's a treat!
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clownsuu · 10 months
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Holy cow there’re a lot and I really do mean A LOT of Welcome Home AUs, and more coming too. Not saying it’s a bad thing, but it makes sense considering WH doesn’t have a lot to work with so it leaves tons of room for fans to play around with. I just hope it doesn’t get outta hand like what happened to Undertale with its AUs.
People are free to have creative liberty on what aus they wanna make- like you said there is very little canon content to munch on so people will pull a “fine I’ll do it myself” JCHFHDHU-
I personally don’t mind it as well, but I do enjoy the aus where they purposely change Wally’s height just to make him more simp-able LMAOO
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secret-smut-sideblog · 2 months
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We The Drowned
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Ascended Astarion x F! Tav
18+ fear, drugging, injury, fears of pregnancy, dubcon, longing, implied death, self sacrifice, just indulgent drama
Astarion long since ascended, Tav has made her mind up to escape his grasp at any cost...
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Hands shaking, she laid awake. Plan already in motion. But Gods she was so afraid.
Tears sliding down cheeks she cursed herself.
It was what he wanted, what he begged her to help him achieve. Ascension. And Gods she had wanted the world for him. Wanted him to follow his own desires. Had trusted him. Trusted him to know what would be best for him.
She was wrong. So very wrong.
The man laying next to her was far from the man she fell in love with. Cruel. Cold. Vicious.
Oh how she had held on hope. Hope that he would come back to himself. To her. Staying by his side for so long. Years. The length of her hair, the state of her withering body, a witness to her despair, her devotion. Even searching in small moments, so desperate to see just a glimmer. But he was gone.
If she hadn't already known she did now. Pulling her into his bed chambers. Pushing her onto the sheets. Halfway through thrusting hard into her he had laughed, "My pet, I've made a discovery." Hand coming to wrap around her throat. "In this new perfect form I can do something novel. You can give me something precious, I know you want that."
Leaning into her ear, sharp fingernails digging into flesh. "You can sire me an heir."
Terror shook her body at the thought. She had refused being his spawn, that measure of control free from her. Much to his attempts at persuasion, then bitter anger. Knew it was only a matter of time before his precious little patience broke. That he would take her mortality by force.
But a child... his child.
No. No it had to be tonight. She had no choice. Before it was too late.
Held her breath in silent prayer. Felt a phantom twitch in her belly. If it wasnt already too late.
She had been working in secret on an escape plan for months. In the few moments when he would let her be alone she formed her route. Working out every angle, every flaw that she could. It was a great effort as he loathed to have her out of his sight, his reach. His consort.
His pet.
Now as he laid finally still next to her, drugged by the slow acting paralytic in her blood, she reached weakly against her numb limbs. Fighting the heavy pull.
Her handmaid rushed into the room. Right on time, Gods bless her.
"Here," She urged quietly, pouring the antidote into her slack mouth. "Good job, there you go." She encouraged sweetly as she shallowly swallowed, gaining strength.
Shakily she rose, adrenaline already throttling her spine. Gripping her beloved face in her hands. "He'll kill you. Oh Gods, Madeline I'm so sorry." Overcome in gratitude, in grief. Pressing a desperate kiss into her soft lips. Their last, she knew.
The memory of them holding hands in the garden, the overhang of the canopy shading them from the world. Leaning her head into the gentle curl of her shoulder. The tender way she had pushed her hair behind her ear. A love so brief, so bright. So little time shared.
"I know," Her beautiful savior whispered, pressing their foreheads together briefly. "Now go. You have to go."
Choking back a sob she took fast to feet, grabbing the supplies she had hidden under her side of the bed. Forced herself not to look back.
Running down the hallway she knew her time was limited. It was a potent paralytic but he was so much stronger now, would overcome it much faster than a mortal man.
Hidden door. Thirty paces. Turn. She ducked into the servants side door, the shortcut. The dark cramped hallway rushing past her. Twisting and ducking under pipes. Slats of light striking her face in a blur.
Steps. Remember the steps.
Bursting from the hidden door she rushed through the empty ballroom out onto the balcony. Empty of guards, the rotation switch.
The night air mockingly peaceful. She gulped it in. Eyes already zeroed in on her next hurdle.
Throwing her pack over the edge. Shuddering at the time it took to hear its distant thud against the ground.
Only room enough for one long length of rope in her pack, she had one option.
Downing a feather fall potion she looked over the edge of the castle wall, trying not to let the dizzy height consume her. Her fear too much, she turned her back, her heels kissing the edge.
She caught a pulse of light high above her from an ornate window. A crash. Out of time.
Closing her eyes she stepped back into oblivion.
Falling. Falling.
How she had fell from the nautiloid ship. Both an escape. But the time she had a guardian to catch her was far behind her.
Back meeting ground, the wind knocked brute out of her. Even with the potion the fall had been too great. Felt a crack in her ribs.
No time for pain. She had to go.
Scrambling to feet she slung her pack over her back. Planting her feet and taking off like a shot. Bare feet scratching and angry against the underbrush.
"Provolo! " She cried with precious little breath. Could feel her feet move lighter, the momentum coming easier. Haste, another precious advantage.
The sound of rising voices from the castle walls behind her.
Fly forth.
Ducking and weaving around trees, over logs, she felt a tenuous joy start to rise in her chest. Oh Gods she might make it.
Bursting out of the treeline to the magnificent sound of the sea crashing angry below. The tree she had chosen was still here, her anchor.
She ran the rope around its base. So many lengths tied together, long enough to let her drop somewhat unscathed. Tying the knot, the one she had been practicing for weeks, against its ridged skin.
"Please hold." She whispered. Whipping the remaining length out, invisible over the side of the cliff.
Tying her meager possessions into a small bag tight around her waist. Pulling her long braid out of the way, looping loose around her throat. She rushed to the edge, vertigo making her stomach turn. No more potions. If she fell this was it.
Taking the rope in hands she planted her feet, her toes gripping the loose soil.
Gave herself a single moment to close her eyes, take a steadying breath in, out. Okay.
One step backwards, two. Dangling out over the edge. So far to fall. Three steps, four. Dangling. Feet planted against vertical soil. Hands releasing, lowering. Five steps, six. Between worlds, suspended in air.
A violent pull upwards.
Her eyes flashed up, terror gripping her.
A pale hand, fist white knuckled.
Red eyes above.
Eyes full of... fear? No it couldn't be.
Her heart slammed against her sternum. The desperation on his face crumpling her will.
Memories pummeled her. His hand trailing soft in her hair. Eyes bright with mirth as they fell laughing over eachother by the campfire, a stupid in-joke. His voice whispering sweetness into her neck as he gripped her, hips falling into her shivering body.
The pet name she had given him, the one he he insisted he hated, hands on hips. The little smile he couldn't hide as she drawled it at him.
"Starlight?" She asked breathlessly, eyes swimming heavy with tears.
His so wide, so soft again. Her love.
But then he was gone.
"Where do you think you're going," Other hand coming to pull. "Darling?" He hissed at her. Another handful of distance lost.
She rapidly released her grip, white hot pain against the tender flesh of her palms as she broke her descent. Ground gained but not nearly enough.
The smuggled boat waiting for her under the overhang of stone, she only had to make it to the mouth of the cave.
But she knew it was over. His strength was too great, she couldn't descend fast enough.
She would not be kept, he couldnt have her. Only one option.
She looked up into his eyes.
"I love you." Bitter tears burning her face. "I still love you."
"Please let me go."
He laughed, wrenching another length of rope towards his body. "And give up everything? Every gift you've given me?"
Eyes cutting into her. "Every gift you can still give me? No..." Almost face to face now.
"No, I dont think I will."
She was deeply afraid, but more than that, she was angry. Bright fury ripping through her chest. One hand relaxing it's grip.
Angry at everything she had lost. Angry at him for tricking her into thinking he knew his own heart.
Spiteful at every single piece of the life she had wanted with him, that his ambition had stolen. The beautiful thing they could have shared.
In her heart she let it all go.
"Goodbye Astarion."
His hand almost at her wrist, slipping away. "No!" He bellowed, lunging fruitlessly.
She closed her eyes as it all fell away. His wild eyes, the rope, the edge of the earth.
Tumbling through the air she went limp. It was finally over. His pet no more.
The air singing through her whipping hair.
It was done.
She was ready.
Now she just had to meet the water.
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"Unghh..."
Far away. What was that? Gods, someone stop it. That sound.
She was so tired, just let her rest.
"Mmfhhh..."
Closer. Wasnt the afterlife supposed to be peaceful?
Was she not owed some Godsdamned peace?
"Uaaghh! " Her gurgling voice came to her all at once. Eyes shooting open.
Coughing great heaves of sea water, she rocked back and forth in the sand. Pinpricks of light in her eyes. Limbs rubber.
How. How had she survived?
From the state of her body she surmised she barely had. Broken, bloody, bruised.
And free.
She laughed wildly. He must think her dead.
Free.
Only time would tell if she had a new problem. Hand to her hunched belly. Gods above and below, spare her one more time.
Coughing and wretching she sat back on her haunches, exhaustion bone deep.
"Shadowheart!" She gasped, the plan suddenly coming back to her.
Sending a single folded letter with a servant, prayed it would reach to the Selunite outpost. Got a small book slipped under her door in return, a pressed night orchid in its pages.
She would be much earlier than she had estimated in her letter, but she knew that wonderful cleric would be waiting for her already. Not one to stand idle.
Pushing back with trembling arms. Rising on legs dead heavy. Heart lifted on high.
She began her long journey back to her life.
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caitkaminski · 15 days
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Fusebox really said fuck u for modding lmao
Taking away a LI after everyone’s already fallen in love?
Diabolical. Evil. Juicy entertainment. 12/10. We love to see it 👏🏻
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forursmiles · 2 years
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AND THEY’LL NEVER WAKE UP -K.S
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mojamchim · 9 months
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Cutie 💓
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laurzzz · 4 months
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Guys I've been thinking....
Toxic relationship with the DCA
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heckling-hydrena · 7 months
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to the chicken smoothie mod that checked the flight rising link in my signature, read through my flight rising bio, saw the name of this blog typed out in Plain Text (!), went out of their way to manually look up my blog with their own two hands, checked my posts for inappropriate content (swearing and also "other content" which I can only assume means they also decided to check the carrd link I have exclusively on my tumblr and saw that I have a dni), and then gave my account a warning about Linking Inappropriate Content:
you couldn't even fucking follow me after going through all that effort?
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citrusacidic · 2 years
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kitty fuckin shit up during absolutley FREEZING COLD girl summer
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cerubean · 10 months
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priscilla went on 3 dates with this guy but she couldn’t get over the fact that she finds him annoying. so back to the dating pool ;(
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oblivizenn · 1 year
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me, blocking everyone who starts drama, and enjoying the 19 days tag in bliss: 😌
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c1tyhaunts · 4 months
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Me, toying over the idea of Terrah being a bitter divorcee instead of a bitter widow
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pushing500 · 8 months
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Kaz got food poisoning, and we have a new colonist in Kawoo, a lovely yttakin lady who is very helpful in dealing with our excess of baby thrumbos (and many other animals).
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Head Researcher Brennan has unlocked a new trait after getting malaria, which is apparently a thing that can happen, and Irwin is going to marry Connie! It's very exciting, but I am wondering if I should keep calling him "Irwin" even when it's not his name anymore... I don't really think "Max" suits him, though.
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Randy Random noticed that Irwin got engaged and decided it would be fun to give him a mysterious backstory, complete with an ex-wife, who showed up pretty much immediately after he proposed to Connie.
Ex-wife Bosva has the same religion as Connie and is just as disgusted at Irwin's lack of a hat as she is. Several of the men accompanying the tribute collectors were also hatless and very upset about having their hair exposed. The Empire has some odd beliefs in this save file.
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Ungrateful colonists did not enjoy the 100% quality skylantern festival, but I suppose I can't please everyone.
Irwin's persona zeushammer, Xanxalbur, has the 'bloodsoaked' trait from the More Persona Traits mod, which means it sometimes splashes blood around when he's using it. Our poor training dummy is often left looking like something from a crime scene by the time Irwin is finished there.
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libelle949 · 21 hours
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See I know Jin was loyal. Like he won't do that to MC, I'm sure Bea just didn't hear the whole convo with Jin and that other girl or the other girl was just doing the most and deluding herself thinking Jin liked her.
What pisses me off is the fact that he didn't tell MC about the second date. Like boy better have a good explanation or he'll be sleeping in the daybeds for the foreseeable future 😤
But babe he didn’t have the time! As far as i remember we made out, talked about Bea and their platonic vibes and then we were interrupted. I don’t care what Bea says, she didn’t hear him saying “Sienna, u turned my head”. Calling someone a headturner is a compliment, he could have meant it just in general, like Sienna could turn boys heads. First, it is a simple courtesy, my MC also said Kyle is the hottest boy in Casa. And second, Bea didn’t hear him continue with “But my head is impossible to turn, cause i am so deep into MC”. And that is what he said, I’m like 100% sure.
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mojamchim · 8 months
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