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dhawanmasters · 2 months
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Lisa Frankenstein (2024) dir. Zelda Williams
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busaikuknee · 6 months
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coffee-cait · 11 months
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((when i'm down i revisit tsb sillies and they always put a smile on my face ;w; ))
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lovecolibri · 2 months
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"There is nothing wrong with second place. Your best effort is all that anyone's asking for. And if you give your best and you come in second, you come in third, you come in last, it's not about winning or losing. It's about giving it everything you've got. Now Sam has built a monument to devilry and chaos. I deserve second place. I came in second. The only crime that's been committed here is that Oscar and Ally deserve first. We should be applauding them for getting more points. But in this sick rodeo, this bizarre, fucked up clown festival that Sam's put together, we're here celebrating what I can only describe as the sickness at the core of America. And uh...I'm gonna get him. I'm gonna get Sam."
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foldingfittedsheets · 2 months
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Seeing my own work pop back up on my dash because they’ve been reblogged by an author I enjoy is just a ping of serotonin every time.
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bogbodygf · 2 months
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im really loving no dice so far btw
it doesnt feel as polished as some other series but it feels so much like the first time i played d&d with my friends ^-^
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lunar-years · 3 months
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Once read a fic where Beard did actually die to Tartt Sr. At the pipe incident but was immortal so death didn't stick. It was a fun time
HE WAS IMMORTAL SO DEATH DIDN'T STICK kgnjkaeg omg. that's incredible.
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glacewo · 1 month
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shoutout to big shirt, gotta be one of my favorite genders
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aka-indulgence · 1 year
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Moonlight Submission
Submitted by @truckfreaks!! A ficlet for moonlight aaaah!!!! I love the portrayal of both Sunlight and Sans in here!!! Give it a read its lovely (♥ω♥ ) Love your writing style!!
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i mentioned the other day i had a lil ficlet of an idea, thanks again for being open for submissions :D
“…Waning?”
You racked your brain for a moment, wondering where you’d heard the word. It sounded familiar enough. Suddenly, a memory plays in your head…
That’s right. It was during a phase where you had been particularly enamored with Greece. So many curious human minds fighting to make sense of the world around them, and stars, how close they’d gotten! As often as you could, you’d trickle into the sophists’ studies with the early morning, quietly listening from the floor until Sun called you home. Being a daughter of the cosmos, you always delighted in entertaining their theories about gods, the stars, the planets -
The planets. Ah. That’s why it sounded familiar.
“yes, starlight. waning,” spoke a decidedly exhausted voice from the shadows behind the bars in front of you. You knew that voice by now, but you’d never heard him sound quite this… defeated.
How many times had you made this trip now? Although the God of the Moon terrified you in ways you didn’t understand, he intrigued you in ways you understood even less. Here he was, an ancient, powerful, downright dangerous force of nature, and yet… despite his obvious strength, his restraints rendered him inert. You think you might pity him more than anything, the way his magic crackles and trills in the air around you at the sight of a damned bun cake.
Clearly, you thought, he was suffering in here. And with ample reason. But this - this waning, it was different.
“I remember,” you begin cautiously, “hearing the old astronomy teachers of Earth discussing your phases.”
A humorless laugh huffed from behind the bars, punctuated by the tinkling of shackles. “i know i’m not exactly a welcome topic of conversation amongst your family, but have they really gone so far as to scrub me entirely from your education? you had to hear about this from earth?”
It was true, you had to admit. Sun had all but forbade the topic outright, only mentioning that once there was a Moon God, and he is no longer welcome in their halls. Everything else was whispered rumors swapped amongst sisters like scandalous gossip, ghost stories, telephone secrets… and after all, isn’t that why you came here in the first place?
Besides, something was just different about him today. All of the bite and none of the teeth … not like the other times. You felt brave.
“I thought you were supposed to be convincing me that you’ve come around on this whole ‘hating the earth’ thing,” you drawled. “Or do you just welcome me back here because you like their cakes?”
From the shadow, a single skeletal digit, then two, then an entire hand, reached through the barrier to wrap gently around a pole of steel. You had barely been able to see him this entire time - he seemed content to accept your refusal to feed him this time, settling for rolling the small buns to him through the partition. But now, in this prison that seemed impossibly dark, yet darker than you’d ever seen it before, he pulled himself into view…
…And he looked awful.
Somehow paler, somehow more gaunt, somehow less imposing. The Moon God before you was not the one you’d first met so many revolutions ago. This one felt like a caricature. A joke. Even the crescent of a smile that played on his face, always on his face, felt forced. There was none of the sick, manic joy you’d seen when he tried to pull at you, when he licked you, all of the times he went out of his way to make you so damn uncomfortable.
When he spoke, it was like the rustle of dead leaves.
“neither. but you knew that.”
He leaned weakly against the wall, lit just well enough to accentuate the deep lines and grooves across his bony features. Why did it fill you with so much hurt to hear him like this? Before you could stop yourself, you felt your brow furrow, your feet moving forward, one step, then two, then he was aglow with the light of you and so much more … relaxed? Or maybe it was relief.
“Sans-“
“please,” he said, wincing at the name. “don’t do this now.”
“Do … what?” you asked. But you knew what he meant, didn’t you? Normally, at this range, you’d have instinctively reeled backward at his advance, imprisoned or not - a reactive behavior he loved to use to toy with you. This time, he was the one who recoiled.
All bite. No teeth.
You tried again. “… Is it like being sick? I mean, it’s a cycle, right? So you’ll be okay in a few days,” you offered.
“sick?” he spat back, recovering his normal demeanor quickly. The echo of his dragging chains filled the room as he brought himself up to his full height, face to the bars, hands clutching at the cool metal with a controlled grip. “there’s nothing wrong with me. see me, child. do i not look as i always have?”
His eyelights flared white hot, then faded, like he had focused on something far away.
“do i no longer terrify you?”
You stared back at him, baffled. “You never…” you began, but caught yourself. Don’t lie. You were afraid. But you wanted to understand.
“never?” he asked quietly, face softening when his eyelights sharpen enough to meet yours. They jump and flicker and trace your body until -
“i welcome you back here for no reason but your company, lux. i need no food. i need no shelter. i need no enrichment.”
His voice dropped to a whisper. “i need no forgiveness.”
He drew down so his face was level with yours, so small compared to the sheer size, the impossible geometry of him, and studied you reverently. It was the first time he’d looked at you with something other than some kind of hunger. You stared back, unblinking, while you raised one small hand against your better judgement.
He breathed imperceptibly when your fingers hovered over his, and you jumped when you felt the slightest tracing of bone against your palm. Your eyes dart to your hand, like this is the same damn thing all over again, like you made the same stupid mistake, but … nothing happened. He didn’t move. And despite every atom in your being screaming not to, you placed your hand on his.
“you’re so warm,” he said with an air of surprise and a rare, genuine smile. “that’s what makes you so different, you know. i see it now.”
He places another hand over yours, now clasped between his, and sinks down to the ground completely. You slowly sat yourself in front of him, still staring, still marveling at your own bravery - or foolishness.
“the new moon is cold. dark.” One digit traces softly at your wrist. “nothing at all like you.”
The light reflected in his face flared as you realized with heady embarrassment that you were positively flushed. The God of the Moon, this creature of rumor and disgrace and death, simply chuckled and grinned, reveling in the heat like a cat.
That was enough to bring you out your ridiculous reverie. “You seem fine to me,” you snap, taking your hand away and sitting back a little farther. Stars, you could still feel yourself burning.
His hands drew back to his sides as his massive form faded back into the dark. “you know, little one, i feel better already.”
Good, you think, gathering your things. I’ve had enough of being made a fool of for one day. 
“but,” he added, his grin catching the flicker of your light, “i would really like it if you stayed just a bit longer. who knows what those fools on earth were teaching you. why not hear it from me?” Your eyes narrowed at him in stern disbelief.
“i’m serious. please,” he said a little too quickly. “stay.”
You weighed your options, until…
“… One lesson.”
You set your things back on the ground. Sighing, you lean forward until you’re laying on your stomach, your head in your hands. Just like you used to stretch across the floor of those old Grecian homes, listening to the sophists. His face lit up as you drew closer, his pitch sockets softened in the glow.
“i suppose i’d better make it a good one.”
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thirddagger · 17 days
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I am so behind on CR but ya know my Favorite thing is listening to combat while I do arts n crafts.
I know people tend to speed up combat especially when it's a longer battle but No, I know an episode with a lot of combat is coming and I go "aww yisss painting time" and I set up shop with my headphones and go to Town
I am doing my craft, the CR cast are doing theirs, we are all enjoying the artful mechanics of the game, I am deeply content.
The mechanics are vehicles for storytelling just like roleplay and conversation between characters are, I am so here for it
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easing the pain of no new abbott tn with garlic naan and butter chicken
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morningstargirl666 · 8 months
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FIC REC FRIDAY
a vampire, a brother and a pack of wolves walk into a bar by bananzie
Summary: In which Kol angers a pack of wolves with moonlight rings, his girls’ night out with Caroline is ruined, and Klaus feels particularly dagger-y.
I recently stumbled upon bananzie's one-shot series however long it takes that has been updating recently AND LET ME TELL YOU every single one of these fics is worth a look, including this one. As you can no doubt tell, the premise is already brilliant on its own (Kol and Caroline on a girl's night out - sign me UP!) and enough to check this baby out. There's also some great road tripping and a beautifully lovesick Klaus, because of course it can get more perfect.
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cmbdragon98 · 7 months
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Commission for @kalevalakryze!
Adored adored adored doing this! Sabine's our special little chew toy 💖
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writerfae · 3 months
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I went through my story notes yesterday cause I finally had the smart idea to maybe save these notes somewhere else and not solely on my tablet.
And I think one of the funniest scenes I found while doing so is the one where Aiden meets Henry again and Talon walks in on them.
Cause Talon is bowing to Henry and Aiden is like “wtf that’s my brother” and Talon is like “uh no? That’s the king’s husband” and then Henry goes “actually 👉👈 I am both”.
My story is actually part comedy. I’m kidding
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linskywords · 4 months
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Hi Linsky! I love your work 🫶 I’ve been rereading the wolf verse lately (it’s SO GOOD) and wanted to know if you have anything else in the works for it? Hope you’re having a great Christmas 🎁 ❤️ and happy holidays!!
Hiiii happy belated holidays to you as well!! So glad you've been enjoying the wolfverse, my eternal beloved. I don't have anything actively in the works but have lots of desires for it! Jamie and Trevor need to be there, and Nico and Jack, and much of that 2019 USNTDP draft class for that matter (maybe Cole and Nick Suzuki?). There are also some older pairings I want to include, like TK/Patty and (for a real throwback) Danny/Claude. Someday I'm going to include a female alpha (or two?) and write Julie Chu/Caroline Ouellette. I...feel like there were others? Maybe Brady Tkachuk and someone (Tim? Quinn?), that could be fun.
As for what's next, I'm not sure. I've been writing a bunch of Jack/Nico (currently editing a longish D/s AU for them), so I might pivot to Jamie/Trevor, since I haven't written anything long for them yet. I've been feeling the 2019 draft class lately.
Ooh I also just remembered that I have a sequel in mind for Dylan and Alex. I feel like I already covered a lot of the ground for that one in my genderqueer Dylan story this past fall, but I might still get to that one!
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croziers-compass · 4 months
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Looks around nervously....... my identity is hidden.......... ANONYMOUS OPINION. I think. Yuuore cool
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Well I can't say I saw that coming!
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