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skywing-human · 1 year
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she was sunshine, i was midnight rain
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thingaddams4 · 1 year
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HELP TYLER LEANED IN TO KISS WEDNESDAY AGAIN WHEN SHE WENT TO CONFRONT HIM ABOUT BEING THE HYDE. POOR BOY WAS ALL SMILEY PROBABLY THINKING KISSING WOULD BE CASUAL BETWEEN THEM SINCE THEY’RE OFFICIALLY “MORE THAN FRIENDS” (and besides this was my evil task anyway right?)
Tyler to Laurel: mingle with the enemy? all right got it, you plan the evil scheme I’ll be with Wednesday
Tyler later in the woods with Wednesday: soo where were we...
The idiot was enjoying his assignment
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margoshansons · 1 year
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Anyways if y’all want a solid Addams Family adaptation starring a good romantic relationship between Wednesday and a person whose just as crazy as her while still managing to create solid drama between the family without sacrificing Morticia and Gomez, I highly HIGHLY recommend
The Addams Family musical
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lilredghost · 3 months
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WIP Wednesday: Raised-as-a-Sith Vader
This started as a prompt fill for @himilce-persephoniea but then quickly spiralled into its whole own thing and also never reached the prompted dialogue (sorry friend, I'll get there eventually). So, um, new fic, I guess?
Vader curses as he reaches a dead end. It’s not often that his senses fail him, but this cave is a labyrinth, and something about the stone is muffling his hold on the Force.
He turns on shaky legs to find a different route, but Kenobi is already stepping into the mouth of the chamber, eyes sharp and watchful.
Vader leans back against the wall, letting it support his trembling body under the cover of darkness.
He calls out, hoping to stop the Jedi before he gets too close.
“Let me go, Kenobi. We don’t need to fight, isn’t that what you always say?”
“Us not fighting is very much contingent on you no longer committing atrocities.” Kenobi gestures to the Sith artifact held tightly in Vader’s palm. “And that is very much an atrocity.”
Vader bares his teeth, trying to straighten up as the Jedi comes within arm’s reach. He has his hands up and away from his lightsaber, as if Vader is some sort of wild animal that needs to be tamed.
For some reason, Vader has yet to draw his own saber.
“Technically,” he says. “You owe me one, Kenobi.”
Kenobi pauses only a moment before shaking his head. “This isn’t about debts, Vader. If that artifact makes it back to Sidious, countless innocents will suffer.”
Vader swallows hard, trying to ignore the pleading look on Kenobi's face. “I— I don't care,” he snarls forcefully.
If I should have to suffer, they should too.
Somehow, Kenobi seems to think the appropriate response to this is touching him.
Vader flinches away, but the Jedi follows him with soft, gentle hands, laying a palm on his cheek.
He leans so close that their foreheads touch, their breaths lingering in the same space.
“You don't mean that,” Kenobi says softly. “I know you don't.”
Anakin shudders, closing his eyes in defeat.
How long has it been since someone touched him like this? Since someone believed he'd do the right thing, if he had the choice?
How long has it been since he's had the choice at all?
“Fine,” he whispers. “Take it then.”
So Kenobi slips the artifact from limp fingers, turning to stow it in the bag at his waist. The Jedi will return it to his Temple, where it will be safe and looked after. Not misused. Not a weapon.
Easy as that.
“Thank you, Vader.” Kenobi gives him a small smile, stepping away— and Vader feels something like panic rise in his chest. Like an opportunity is slipping away.
“Anakin!” he blurts out.
Kenobi stops, looking confused.
“My name,” he clarifies. “It's—”
“Anakin.” Kenobi's smile broadens into something sweeter. Something kinder. “You can call me Obi-Wan, then.”
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herewegobebe · 8 months
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KEY The 2nd Mini Album 'Good & Great' | Work Week : Wednesday
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bbcphile · 11 days
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WIP Wednesday (MLC Mind Control Bug Fic Edition)
Happy Wednesday! Have some of a new MLC fic I just started working on!
I realized I had very strong feelings about amnesia in fics (as someone who has experienced it before), and so a new MLC one-shot fic was born, in which amnesiac a-Fei discovers the mind control bug in his neck his first night in Lotus Tower. (This part takes place after his failed attempts to get it out.)
To anyone who is missing my MLC longfic excerpts, the plan is to continue with them next week! (I'm hoping to get this one up on AO3 by the end of the weekend!)
A-Fei’s head swam a little with each step, but the pain had mostly subsided to a dull, manageable thud in time with his pulse. He was distantly tempted to pull himself free from Li Lianhua’s hands and walk unaided back to Lotus Tower, gathering enough energy to collapse only once he had reached his bed upstairs. But Li Lianhua gripped his arm more tightly the first time he even felt like he might be about to wobble, and yanked it over his shoulder until he was using Li Lianhua like half a crutch. And suddenly, not touching Li Lianhua seemed unacceptable.
“What were you thinking?” Li Lianhua muttered again, wrapping his other arm around a-Fei’s back and resting his hand on his waist. “You probably reopened your stab wound, collapsing like that. I really should be charging you for this, you know. You’re getting my professional expertise for free.” His grip tightened on a-Fei’s waist too close to the stab wound, sending ripples of angry fire coursing up his torso. 
A-Fei hissed out a pained breath. “It’s worth exactly what I’m paying for it.”
Li Lianhua pulled his hand away from the injured waist like he’d been burned. “Don’t be ridiculous,” he said, putting his hand much higher up this time, closer to a-Fei’s ribcage. “I was just checking to see if you’re bleeding through the bandages. It’s a necessary part of the process.”
“Hmm,” a-Fei hummed, taking several more steps and relishing the sensation of the man’s hand against his side. His fingers were cold but the touch warmed him nonetheless. “And am I?” 
“Are you what?”
“Bleeding through the bandages?”
“I didn’t finish checking. You’re too terrible a patient,” Li Lianhua said, squeezing a-Fei’s forearm in what seemed like an apology. “I’ll have to examine it more inside.”  
“I see,” a-Fei said, taking another step, his mind still turning over the grip on his arm. Had they touched often? The idea of anyone else touching him made him want to unsheathe his dao, but with Li Lianhua, he would almost rather chance one of his bai hui’s acupoint’s lightening bolts of pain than step away. And as much as he disliked the idea of needing his wound examined, it would give him the opportunity to examine Li Lianhua. And to continue observing his own reactions to the man’s hands. “And what exactly does this examination entail?” he teased. “Based on your earlier example, I assume pinching or punching the wound? Or stabbing it again to check the durability of the healing skin?”
Li Lianhua snorted. “Only if you keep insulting my competence.” Then he paused, mid-step, his grip on a-Fei loosening. “Ah. I’m just going to look at the plaster. If blood has soaked through it, I’ll pour hemostatic powder on the wound first and then put a new plaster on. You’ll just need to untie your robes, but they can stay on. I’ll be quick.”
Huh. Unexpected. He had been joking, but actual information about what to expect didn’t hurt. Although something about the way he mentioned robes was strange. Almost as though Li Lianhua was uncomfortable about it. There was no reason for that to be an awkward request from someone providing medical treatment–
Unless they had been in a relationship, or at least had prior sexual history together.
It would certainly explain his response to Li Lianhua’s hands touching him. 
He’d have to investigate more to be sure, since asking would be sure to prompt more lies.
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shywhumpauthor · 1 year
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Stress position idea
Muzzle your Whumpee and then connect that muzzle to a very short chain attached to their collar, essentially forcing them to keep their head bowed.
Imagine how stiff and unnatural it will feel once they are released for them to raise their head up normally. How much pain that will bring.
Use this for particularly defiant whumpees, guaranteed humiliation and suffering!
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d0d0-b0i · 1 year
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parallel play
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valeffelees · 8 months
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hey, what's up. i hope August has been kind to y'all. 🖤
thank you to those who've continued to tag me in their wipsday posts these last couple weeks. i'm in pretty rough shape these days, so y'all have no idea how much i look forward to sundays and wednesdays, even when i don't have the energy to engage with fandom as fully as i'd like to.
i thought i'd share a bit more of the chat-fic i affectionately refer to as "bitverse" today. 💫 i've shared two other snippets from this fic before, [here] and [here] if you're curious.
Agatha doesn’t text him until quarter-to midnight. “Home safe,”  she says. And then, “Sorry.”  And, “We went out for supper.” Simon slouches in his chair, wedging a knee into the space between his stomach and his desk, the edge digging into his shin. It’s sharp and tight and not at all comfortable. He texts back, “it’s ok,”  and, “where at?” “That Italian place downtown.” “ew,”  he says, and she reacts to it with a thumbs-up. “Did I wake you?”  she asks. “no,”  he says. Then, “DQ tmrw?” Agatha reads his message, but doesn’t respond right away. The three dots pulse on her side of the screen for three strange, awkwardly long minutes before she finally replies with, “Maybe,”  followed quickly by, “Ask again in the morning, I can’t think about ice cream when I’m tired.” “are you going to bed?” “Yeah, sorry.” “it’s ok,”  he says, “it’s late. night aggie” “Night.” “ily,”  he says. She reacts to that with a thumbs-up, too. Simon locks his phone and drops it on his chest.
🖤🖤🖤
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gardenoblues · 9 months
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I'm not sure but I just realized...maybe...
-Since Wednesday’s visions were based off of her personality spectrum, she still had a little doubt about Tyler, (we all know she’s a skeptical person) but not in a way that she’s suspicious he’s a bad person (or maybe our girl really was doubting hard that's why she saw it idk) That’s why she saw it in her vision, but still taken-aback by what she saw. (refers to the kiss at Weathervane, him being the Hyde)  
(It’s a wonder why Wednesday didn’t have any bad visions about Tyler on the first episodes, probably because she trusted him, until she had a little suspicion or reassessment about him, since she was thinking of giving their relationship or him a chance to be more than friends.)
hear the lines? when Tyler said about Xavier "pretty nuts, like he always seem so normal for an outcast."
then Wednesday continues with "It has made me reevaluate things." this is just me taking a wild guess but what if Wednesday doesn't really believe that Xavier is the Hyde or the bad guy in this situation, but since all the evidence points to him, she has no other way of proving that it isn't really him.
Then she goes "Like who I can trust." when he asks, evaluate like what things bbygurl?
Maybe Tyler thought that he's off her radar since Xavier is literally in jail, (poor boy, bless his paints) so he assumed that Wednesday is there to discuss being more than friends, or hang out whatever. Then, she steps forward and initiate a kiss. Then voila, moments after, she has a vision that he's the Hyde (killing his therapist specifically, I also wonder why of all he has killed, why did Wednesday see that scene in particular?)
What really kills me though is Tyler's constant bugging Wednesday to be closer to her or in a certain proximity, (since her visions are mostly triggered with touch or when the person or a related thing is near her) maybeee hoping that she'll have a vision that he's indeed the Hyde, and help him before its too late or just to have someone understand his situation. And Wednesday here in this scene is doubting him and maybe hoping that he wasn't the Hyde because she's already attached or have feelings for him, even though it doesn't sit right to her that she presumably captured the wrong guy.
(never getting over this scene btw)
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here's a meme of Xavier for comedic effect, thanks for reading through my insanity if you made it this far, there's probably more in the future (meme not mine)
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mid-nightowl · 6 months
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that preview for joker: the man who stopped laughing #12 has got me HYPED
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I am looking at his collarbones and cleavage in a manner that is not respectful in the slightest.
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buglaur · 2 years
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artbreeder fun
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nirikeehan · 11 months
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WIP Wednesday!
Tagged by @theluckywizard and @effelants and @bluewren. I don’t have any fic this week due to working on secret exchange fics 👀 BUT
I recently impulse bought a drawing tablet and have been trying art again for the first time in 20 years. I was never very good but I have started trying to draw some blorbos. Here is a hot mess (literally) in progress
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I am calling this “The Friday Morning Templar Meeting” and as you can probably imagine, this is what Samson is doing in the back 😂
Idk I don’t hate it 🤷‍♀️
Tagging if interested:
@highwayphantoms | @monocytogenes | @inquisimer | @delicatefade | @exalted-dawn-drabbles | @demarogue | @ocean-in-my-rebel-soul | @musetta3 | @fandomn00blr | @little--abyss | @whirrlinginrags
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ashen-crest · 5 months
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Hey! Happy WBW
What types of crimes are common in your world? Does magic have a hand in it? What does justice look like?
—@italiangothicwriteblr
:D :D :D :D :D
Both The Spirit Well AND A Captured Cauldron are all about crimes!
Problem with both is that I don't want to spoil too much of either book...
But I can tell you that in ACC, magic item crafting and smuggling is heavily involved!
Justice systems I always have a hard time with, to be honest. I don't want to wade into the complex politics/culture knock-on effects of a prison system or judicial system (particularly not for cozy books), so I tend to keep 'justice' as either vaguely they're-gonna-get-prosecuted-for-this or personal stakes, like they don't get what they want. I hope that makes sense?
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ghostyolive · 1 year
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Horrific: local small Italian man turned into tiny creature and dunked in water to honor Wet Beast Wednesday
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