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tragicotps · 7 months
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Masriel AU inspired by the fic "The space between" by Three-Atoms
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firekitten830 · 3 months
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And btw look at this loser
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suitservice · 1 year
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[ Ai no Kusabi animation cels posted on yahoo auctions ]
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artverso · 4 months
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David Mack - The Space Between
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searsage · 3 months
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"Spread your legs, but remain resting on your stomach." Al-an instructs patiently, finally pulling away to give the synthetic space to shift herself into a more comfortable position on the terminals.
However while the exo arm releases its grip on her neck, the other gripping her wrist holds fast, a silent confirmation that he was still vary much aware of the plasma blade still clinched in her fist and the damage she could indeed deal with it.
His magenta blood seeps freely from the wounds she inflicted moments earlier, leaking from around the plasma blade's twin still wedged within his throax, dripping down from the precursor onto her back, burning the poor synthetic's skin where the caustic substance burned through the fabric of her suit.
Al-an pauses tilting his horns in consideration, his warm claw idly stroking up and down the length her spine, as he contemplated his thoughts, the feeling of soothing comfort was oddly conflicting, given that she was still covered in the architect's blood and one of her blades were still sticking out if his throax.
Still it dampened the edge on nerves she'd never admit were frazzled, in truth his patient guidance was disarming her in a way the synthetic wasn't prepared for.
"Have you had the opportunity experience this physical stimulus prior..?"
"…The prostitution of synthetics was outlawed years ago."
"That was not my inquiry, But I am curious..Did the ability to resist make you a less desirable candidate..?"
"God you just dont know when to shut up do you?! Look, I haven't okay?!"
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resskorpio · 6 months
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➥ Sargas & Sheridan · Garrett & Paris
⸻ ☾ ⸻
“ Heart aches, memories trace Now and then Mourning stars and catacombs A lion's den You broke me down, down, down And darling I can't, feel the sun no more You're my lost cause You're my last thought You're my stained gauze You are all I've got Scorpio rising ”   - Paris Jackson, Scorpio rising
( credit: Paris Hilton's gifs 🠖 @minho-knows; Garrett Hedlund as Mitch Keller 🠖 @harleystuff )
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And here's the full thing! Ferelith Caprical, a frustrated employee of an interplanetary conservation agency, meets a curious (and obnoxious) creature. The Space Between is a sci-fi adventure webcomic, free to read across a number of platforms! This little promo is the first 5 pages of the first 25-page chapter. Starring the amazing voice talents of Philip Kraaijenhof and Roo Ryder. Philip also did a fantastic job on the sound design too. I cried for 2 days on the visual editing.
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squimoo · 2 months
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Finished the inks but added some extra spotblacks n a bit of grain coz I always enjoy inks to be standalone pieces.
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wisp-of-chaos · 6 months
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Oh no, what's this?
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Title drop, bitches! *gasp*
Also chapter 6 is done - it just needs editing and I think it'll drop tomorrow so get ready for the calm before the storm my guys~
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traumfressers-den · 5 months
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The mentioned art piece by the lovely @unaarista to go along with my little addition to TSB! <3
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firekitten830 · 3 months
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some kind of goopy beast
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Ever feel like you see parts of worlds alternate ones. Where you see what they are living. Sometimes I just zone out lost in the middle of nowhere stay of mind. Writers mention often so why we see it but others don’t? Lives so different from my current how I wish to be there and not here to experience it. So I close my eyes at night dream walking in and out places. To point sometimes I can feel it as if the one kissing me is real and things happening volumetric or not I feel it. Some are certain not current lives some old . I wake up dazed or sweating with heart racing.
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artverso · 3 months
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Ariel Olivetti - The Space Between
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searsage · 4 months
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"Liberation, the exemption of consequence, freedom of will, there are many benefits to your situtation…"
"Does that freedom of will include the option to rip your fucking head off?" Robin sneered, wishing she had known what she was doing, if she had, she'd have put that damned detached head in the trash compactor instead…
Al-an pauses typing to contemplate the implications of her threats, Robin almost assumes he won't humor her but finds herself even more pissed off when blood covered jackass does.
"…Yes, if you are strong enough to manage, unfortunately with the ease in which your neuro conduit was detached from your vessel, i do not hypothesize such violent goals plausible."
"You basterd!" Robin spits venomously before breaking out into a fit of coughing, her voice hoarse and gravelly from pain and despair, how long had she been like this?
Something explodes in her right eye, a circuit misfired and her vision fails to the blooming static, but only momentarily, nothing new, hopefully the next surge takes her out.
Unfortunately, Robin was never so lucky, Sam had built her to withstand the odds oh a world against her existence and holy shit were her limits being tested.
Across the room, the precursor stops typing and to her horror the ship, engines began flaring, preparing to breach the oceanworld's atmosphere, the ships alert systems start reciting disembarking safety protocols!
He was landing the god damn ship! She couldn't stop the panic that rippled through her as she realized more likely then not, any scientist still stationed there would more likely then not suffer the same fate as her crew..
"Our alliance still stands, I will not harm your creator, however she is in possession of something that is mine.." Al-an spoke as if solely to remind her that he was indeed still partially nestled within her mind, she could not trust her own thoughts until she could reinstate her firewall…
But for that she'd need her body…
"Why the hell should I trust anything you say!? You said you wouldn't harm my crew-"
"You have little options otherwise. Still your distress confuses me…are you not free..? We are now both released from our constraints, yet still you are dissatisfied…" His words echo off the ships walls, almost as if the architect's thoughts themselves were projected into physical existence.
Slowly the colours coursing through his scarred carapace flared a bright red, and in a blink he was gone from the terminals and standing before her, slowly she finds herself picked up from the blood stained floor.
His claws were still damp perhaps from a crewmate's blood or maybe even her own, and yet he held her head at eye level with its glowing face, equal terms.
There was none of the force he hand used the first time he had done it, yet she can still feel the phantom ache of pain.
"Are you so indoctornated that you'd foolishly rebind yourself if given the opportunity? To willfully be oppressed by inferior lifeforms..?"
"INFERIOR?! I'M NOT LIKE YOU! I'M HUMAN JUST LIKE THE ONES YOU KILLED!"
"No, you are not…I suspect you are simply desensitized to your unfortunate situtation."
"You are crazy!"
"…"
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video320 · 7 months
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Ferelith Caprical
from @squimoo 's webcomic The Space Between
I caught up recently and really enjoyed it. I'm excited for more!
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A woman at her limits.
Inspired by this amazing shirt.
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