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draw these two being a cute couple
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Hey fun fact, I ship them as well so have a sketch dump of them actually
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mono-blogs-art · 3 months
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Higa Manami as Nomoto Yuki in Tsukuritai Onna to Tabetai Onna, episodes 11 - 13
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vashstash · 2 years
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Pros of living with Simmons: Simmons Cons of living with Simmons: Also Simmons
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starstruckmoony · 7 months
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someone requested an enemies to lovers fic with lorenzo and i promised myself i'll try to write something below 5k words so that i can post it faster but i've reached 8.5k AND IT'S NOT EVEN DONE YET
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enpassants · 1 year
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i dont get why people complain about the 'slowburn' of wesper being ruined when in the show when it, wasnt? there wasn't really a slow burn to begin with. the six of crows duology does not take place over an extended amount of time. yes a lot of the pining was cut out (and i regret that we wont get to see some of it) but that's pining, not slowburn. it just feels that way because of the tension and the want for them to finally get together, and the form of reading makes it feel drawn out. when you binge the episodes you don't get that same feeling. there are many things you can complain about wesper, but slowburn isn't one of them
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jascurka · 26 days
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Hello beloved followee I have a question idk if you'll want to respond or not but I would genuinely like to know why you like mobrei/reimob? Like what's in it that sparks joy for you?
Anyway I love your art. Keep truckin
Hii I answered this question already here if you're interested :>
im not that good at explaining cause most of why i like it is feral incoherent thoughts doing a merry-go-round in my brain and i dont speak english good enough to voice it that well but i just really like their little i saved you you saved me thingy they have. Reigen hitting rock bottom when Mob is not around, how he's gonna rush in against a dangeround freaking esper with nothing but a gun to rescue him. mob going stfu reigen shishou sometimes... WELL i love their dedication and trust and how they changed eachother's lives so much and i think it's cool to have this whole past as base for something more.
And thank you so much!! Have a nice day <3
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theluckywizard · 7 months
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In the Shattering of Things, Ch. 53: Crestwood
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Summary: Rose and her companions finally arrive and settle in at camp in Crestwood. At long last, she gets a chance to test her anchor's new ability on an actual rift. More comfortable in her friendship with Hawke, Rose broaches the topic of Flemeth, eager to understand what she would want with both of them and whether they have anything to do with one another.
Fic Summary: Lady Rose Trevelyan's idle, aristocratic life blinks out in a haze of irrelevance when the breach destroys the Conclave. She may be soft and coddled when she joins the Inquisition, but there's a fierceness inside her she's yet to fully recognize. Armed with only a few relevant skills and the mark that makes her a legend, she is thrust onto a path delivering hope where it’s long been scorched away and finds comfort in the grumpy, handsome stick in the mud charged with her protection and training. As she stumbles her way across southern Thedas, she begins to realize she's tangled at the center of machinations she barely understands, and she's not alone in that. Enter Hawke.
My own illustration of Hawke brooding under a tree in Crestwood 🎨
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Excerpt below :
Descending the steep, slippery slab, my boot loses purchase and I fall, my arse smacking the stone and I begin to slide down. Hawke catches my hand before I get far but his boots go right out from under him, tumbling down behind me. We arrive in a heap at the bottom, Hawke bracing himself over me in a mud puddle, his hair falling around his face as those penetrating eyes of his fix to mine with concern. 
“Are you all right?” he asks without moving. “Looked like a direct hit on your arse before you took me with you.” A wave of weakness overtakes my insides, like his nearness is some manner of enchantment, my breath captive in my throat.
“I’ll have a bruise the size of a sweet roll, but I’ll survive,” I reply. “Sorry about that.”
“No apology needed. I could use a reminder that I can fall on my arse from time to time.”
“From time to time? Is that all?” I ask. Hawke fails to stifle a snicker, grinning at our predicament all of a sudden, pulling his hand out of the silty mud puddle and shaking the goop from it.
“I have exceptionally large feet. Falling is not a talent of mine generally, no.” He picks up the end of my braid out of the puddle and sits back on his knees to brush the mud off of it carefully, tossing a smoldering glance to me as he does so, like this was all the mere plot of a serial philanderer. “I see you making out my character,” he says. Maker’s breath.
“How could I not when it’s twelve inches away?”
“And how do you find it?” he asks, his brow raising a hair.
“Smells a bit like coffee, I’ll be honest,” I remark with a smirk, feeling that such unrepentant boldness merits a bit of a set down. He shakes his head with a smile, the smolder snuffed into a kind of sheepishness, crinkles bunching at the corner of his eyes.
“Point taken.” He offers me a hand, lifting me lightly to my feet. The bank of milky fog has rather suddenly drifted in leaving us blind and somewhat disoriented. A scuffle in the muck not too far from us sounds all together too much like the stagger and lurch of a possessed corpse. I draw the short blade Hawke had picked for me, but he stays my arm gently, his hand curling around my leather gauntlet and then presses his finger to his lips while he listens, his eyes scanning the hoary nothingness that’s swallowed us.
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dirtyoldmanhole · 7 months
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transprincecaspian · 11 months
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“You could go anywhere,” Fenris said, leaning against the doorway; he swallowed the space like a shadow. “You could turn into one of those birds and fly away. Is that not the kind of freedom that being a mage gets you?”
“Maybe,” Jurian sighed. He watched the seagulls soar past the window of his bedroom and out to the sea. Dark skies revealed a storm heralded on their wings. “But it’s not really true. I could fly away, but I’d have to come back. There’s so much keeping me here, so much I have to do.”
Jurian whipped his head around to look at Fenris. “There’s so many people I owe; this life is like a debt I can’t pay off. I could leave. But could my soul come with me when it’s tethered to so many other people? And if it can, how much could I have claimed to love?”
Fenris appeared to consider this question but didn’t answer, not at first. Instead he swirled the bottle of wine in his hand as though it’s murky depths would reveal some hidden truth. “That sort of sentiment keeps you trapped.”
“I know it’s not a chain,” Jurian said; a mess of silk and brocade on the bed, he buried his head and hands between his knees. “But it might as well be. My heart is what damns me. I can’t look away—so what if I’m free? What about everyone else?”
Silence came from the doorway, and then a long sigh. “You cannot save everyone, Jurian.”
“But I can try,” Jurian murmured. “That’s why I stay. I want to save everyone I can. I could save them from what I couldn’t save myself from.”
“You would burn yourself out.”
“I would be free.”
“You will be dead. I would rather not have to carry your corpse to Hawke’s door. Have we not all lost enough?”
Jurian sighed, falling back against the messy sheets of his bed. He stared up at the cloudy night sky through the wisps of fabric that passed for curtains. “I would take you with me. If I left.”
Fenris paused with the bottle of wine half-raised to his lips. “I would ask no such thing of you, Jurian. I fear that I am not capable of changing shape, as you can, to fly away from here.”
“I said flight,” Jurian murmured. “I meant flee.”
“You said yourself that it would not rid you of your obligations.” Fenris sipped at the wine. Jurian had to have been drunker than him for this sort of talk. Fenris found that he wasn’t drunk enough for it, either.
“It wouldn’t. But if you said the word, I’d run. I’ve grown up running. I don’t know anything better.”
“And what if I asked you to stay?”
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anderstrevelyan · 11 months
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Thanks to everyone who’s tagged me for some snippet sharing recently! Jumping in with a bit of dialogue between Justice and Garrett Amell (from my draft of Ch. 15 of Force of Nature)—
“I’d rather hear about you, Justice. How are you settling in? To the world, I mean, not the job.” He seems to consider. “I have been watching in the kitchens,” he says finally. “And by the blacksmith’s, observing the process of creation in this realm. It’s strange, in all its effort. Admirable.” Garrett tries not to laugh at that image, of Justice staring stone-faced in the corner as the cooks try to ignore him. “I can’t even imagine,” he admits, “what it would be like in reverse. If I suddenly found myself having to live in the Fade.”   “Yet as a mage, you understand the Fade. Am I correct?” “I’m aware of it, when I’m there in my sleep.” He turns and leans his hip against the battlement so he can look into Justice’s face.  “Apparently most mortals feel it more distantly, like a foggy memory they can scarcely interpret. I can control my surroundings when I’m there, a little. I can find my way around, if I don’t get lost in it. It’s nothing like what it was for you, I expect. It must be astounding, crafting whatever you will.” “A demon would find you to be the one worthy of envy—a vibrancy worth any restrictions.” “But you miss the Fade.” He pauses for a long while, to the point where Garrett thinks he’ll leave that to linger as truth.  But then Justice speaks, with a quiet reluctance. “I do not know. I must go back, if I can find a way, but there is beauty in it. Making your mark in such an unchanging realm.”  There is, isn’t there? Garrett thinks as he looks out at the young patches of green scattered across Ferelden’s northeast, more than there’d been just a year ago as the Blight marched its malignant path.  They stand in silence for moment, the wind on their faces, Justice’s gaze straying to the same rustling grasses stretching and growing and clambering for new life.
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sageofthestarz · 4 months
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It's slow.
Languid in the way water starts to flow down a stream at the first drops of rain. That slow build of pressure before the flow begins until it can't stop. A trickle of a stream becoming a roaring river that will flow in a never ending ocean.
That is what their love was.
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danvillecheese · 1 year
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obviously I think act your age is fucked but I do think the line "in two weeks" is one of the most romantic lines in the whole show
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paigemathews · 1 year
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i am so confused as to whether or not bianca/chris was planned from the jump or if the idea came later and the writers just cobbled chris crossed together 'cause if chris is engaged to bianca why is he also hooking up with the charge that leo assigns him? like wtf? either this pairing wasn't planned or bianca and chris are poly except given when this season aired no way in hell would they go for something quite this progressive so again wtf??
Oh, they definitely didn't plan on Bianca lmao. I love season six, and it's one of my favorites, but the continuity is a mess. (I mean, Witchstock my beloathed.) They absolutely had no intention of Chris having a fiancé before then, especially between his thing with the Valkyrie and his charge Natalie. I love them anyways, but there's a reason that I say that the writers put next to no thought into their story.
For a Watsonian explanation though, I explain both encounters as manipulation and lack of memory. In regards to Mist, I always viewed it as him manipulating her to stay on the Valkyrie's good side. I mean, despite the show's (weird) approach to them, they're intended to be good beings. Keeping an Elder, who also has close ties to the Charmed Ones, has to be sketchy for them, so Chris has to keep an eye on that situation so. Kissing Mist it is.
As for Natalie, I see it as he only slept with her when the Cleaners erased Wyatt's memory from everyone. Without Wyatt, the future never would have happened and he never met Bianca, or at least started a relationship with her. Frankly, I've always been curious about what exactly Chris remembered because of how integral Wyatt was to his life. I mean, he literally doesn't remember why he's in the past, y'know? A pretty significant amount of his brain must have been wiped.
Honestly, it's kinda interesting to consider how Chris/Bianca classify their relationship boundaries, because he canonically uses sex(?) appeal to manipulate people when he needs to like with the Stillman sisters and while we don't actually see Bianca do that, this was a early 2000's show and she was a spy character so. The idea of using sex as a tactic vs. the authentic emotional intimacy between them... There's something there.
I will say that while I'm not necessarily opposed to Chris/Bianca being poly, I don't think that they are or at least have other romantic partners. Both of them have a pretty substantial amount of issues, don't trust easily, and don't open up to others very well. Personally, I think that they had a v slowburn relationship and even when they first started dating, I think that they had a lot of issues with the trust aspect of it, especially with the unchanged future. I feel like it'd be very difficult for either of them to find someone like that again and to go through that entire journey again. Plus, as far as I know, the number one key to that kind of relationship is communication and. Well, Bianca's a spy and Chris will say anything except the truth, so I'm not sure that either would be able to do that effectively. That said, you could definitely spin that, depending on the third character, but I don't know who they'd be.
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kiltongrammarwriter94 · 2 months
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seven by Taylor swift is so Andie-coded ("| think your house is haunted, your dad's always mad") Also Anon who sent me ideas about Sal and Andie!!! 🫶🫶 your my fav! (If you want to send me ideas about Andie x fem reader I wouldn’t mind) only if you are keen on the idea ❤️
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crowberri · 2 years
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I do not know why, but for some reason, my brain suggested the idea of shipping Blaze and Emmet. Which is very cracky. I'm sideeying my brain so hard. Even if Blaze isn't as bad as was in the story's initial concept, he kidnaps Emmet and holds him hostage against Ingo in the story, although he doesn't know it's actually Emmet. He'd likely fear Blaze, and Ingo would want to throw him into a wall.
I— yeah lmao banish that thought of shipping Emmet and Blaze to the distortion realm please 😭😭
So, Emmet wouldn’t really be scared of Blaze, like he’s ready to fist fight God I don’t think a criminal would scare him- he’d be cautious but that’s different. On the contrary, Blaze is scared of Emmet after the whole thing because he got seismic tossed by his niece’s Blissey, and who knows what else might happen to him if he dares to step over the yellow line again.
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Blaze does better himself later though, and earns the respect and acknowledgment of the twins after lots of hard work.
And, using this ask to touch on Blaze’s romance life: like, mdude was pretty messed up by his ex and he’s definitely afraid of going into a new relationship for many reasons. He’s both scared of being hurt and hurting someone he cares about. Even after the break up, he wasn’t able to properly heal because Scald would often take the same job as him to harass him while they’re working just cuz he’s a dick. He’s still bitter about the control he lost over Blaze after three years.
So tl;dr: No romance for Blaze any time soon-
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legendofmarshie · 1 year
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fellow astor fans I am FIGHTING with this astor fic outline rn
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