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queercontrarian · 2 months
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what if i put rhysand in a mini skirt and thigh high boots and sparkly fishnets and gave him a mobility aid for his bad knee, huh?
then what?
what are you going to do about it??
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sable-pigeon · 9 months
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let it go (x)
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teardew · 7 days
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i made a patreon n_____n
first post is 10 pages of wips & sketches containing
madoka portrait
madoka cosplay concept
deadpool portrait
qijing rose kiss (jwqs)
quan yizhen design
an oc art
first pass at a terezi commission
vicyuu chibi
vicyuu heart sketch
vicyuu rose kiss v3
ill make a post like this every week for my sketchbook posts. should be more or less the same so you know whats exactly in there
thank you to anyone who subscribes 🥲
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piratekane · 1 year
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I feel like 5 + 21 could lead to some delicious angst...
five: please come get me… twenty-one: no one can hurt you now.
The world pulses around her. She can't see past her hands. The air fizzles, buzzing electric in her ears. It's bolts of blue lightning, arcing and splitting above her and around her and biting at her exposed skin.
"Bea?"
Her voice doesn't echo. It gets sucked into the space around her and suffocated. She turns but she's not sure what direction she's facing. Not in Bea's direction, she knows that. Because this place is full of light and energy and completely devoid of Beatrice. There's an emptiness she feels in the center of her chest that gnaws at her. She reaches out, hands disappearing into the blue. They tingle. She pulls them back against her chest.
"Bea?"
A sharp shock rushes through her body. She looks down at her stomach, at the long lightning bolt that's burrowed into her skin. She gasps as it hooks around something burning brightly and pulls. A raw scream burns in her throat as a shard of divinium is pulled out of her. The pain of it makes her dizzy. She falls to one knee as another lightning lash grips a second piece.
"Bea," she gasps, hot tears running down her face. She reaches a hand out into the nothingness. "Please. Please come get me."
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She's already in the room when the Arc starts to pulsate. Blues and whites pop and crackle as something starts to throb like a heart pounding. Someone shouts but Beatrice doesn't hear it, only the sharp inhale of her own lungs and the roaring of blood in her ears.
She walks closer to the Arc as someone calls her name, feeling the air crackle around her as she gets within arms reach of it. Something catches the tip of her finger, a quick burst of electrical energy, and she frowns down at it as a the Arc's blue light flickers to bright, nearly blinding, white.
It's graceless, the way a figure stumbles backward out of the Arc and falls into a pile with a wet thud that Beatrice feels echo in her chest.
Ava, gasping for air, shudders at her feet as she rolls over. Her hands scrabble at the floor, fingers gripping the concrete uselessly until they find the edge of Beatrice's pants. She pulls Beatrice to her knees, the sharp reverberation of bone against an immovable object nothing compared to the feeling of Ava's fingers slipping under hem of her pant and brushing against her ankle.
"Enough," Ava pants. The word breaks twice before she gets it out. "Please. It's enough."
Beatrice wills herself into motion. She grabs for Ava's shoulders, pulls hard until Ava is draped across her lap. Until she can see her face, blood stained on Ava's temple and the dried tears on her cheeks and the deep cuts in her chest and stomach.
She exhales a shaky Ava and runs a hand down Ava's face, feeling bruises under her fingers. "It's okay."
Ava's chest rises and falls in staccato rhythm, an asynchronous beat Beatrice can't follow. "I can't give any more," she sobs haltingly. "Reya, please."
Reya. Beatrice shushes Ava, holding her closer still. She presses her lips to Ava's forehead, tasting copper and salt. "It's okay. You're okay. I've- I've got you."
"Bea," Ava sighs. Tears still choke her words. "Don't let her take any more."
Beatrice feels her jaw set and resolution resounding in her chest, rung like a church bell. No. Reya won't take any more, she promises. She kisses Ava's forehead again, breathes in the slight smell of ozone on her skin.
Ava is here in her arms, broken. Ava is home, alive.
And Beatrice - whose commitment has always been God before she poured it into Ava's hand; whose always held her faith in high regard; whose pledge herself to a life of serving - she's going to kill a God.
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reyavie · 9 months
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Yesterday I was watching the keynote by Yoshi P introducing the new things to come in Ff14 and having fun watching him having fun trolling the hell out of us and then suddenly there was the CEO of Microsoft on stage saying some generic things and I thought. Yes. That's the difference. They care and are having fun. You're here because someone told you to be.
And that's why I look forward to the new FF expansion. While they have fun, I'm sure they'll want me to have it too.
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So this is just a tooting my own horn post, but my fic for the prompt “accidental bonding” just got its 1000th kudos!
And I know that all of the numbers are arbitrary and they don’t really mean anything, but it made my heart happy.
I thought I’d share it again here, in case anyone wanted to read it. :)
Summary:
Harry and Draco get accidentally bonded while they’re on a case. It’s torture.
Until it isn’t.
And if Harry didn’t know any better, he might say that he was falling for Draco Malfoy. But that’s ridiculous. Isn’t it?
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wonderlandsakura · 5 months
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Niche Things I think People should Write/Read more:
Somehow has a part 2 now. If part 1 and/or 2 gets like,, 100 notes, I'll add recs if they exist
- Megamind & Metro Man being brothers raised together by Metro Man's badass mom
- Feral Hero In Training Izuku Midoriya (I can't find the original and it's a sad thing)
- There should be a Demon Twins tag on AO3 for Fred & George Weasley being more Slytherin than Griffindor
- God of Analysis Izuku Midoriya (shameless plug)
- Danny Phantom/Bruce Wayne | Batman (at the similar ages of course) aka Spirit Halloween
- Bruce Wayne/Batman where they're actually two (2) people and co-parenting lol
- Zuko & Azulon, where Azulon is a decent grandfather and adult that actually steps up to take care of the child that is terrified of his own sister, and thereby notices and appreciates Zuko's own genius
- Zuko being actually smart and learning to be good at governing before he's suddenly thrown into becoming Firelord
- that one Obi-Wan fic with the four (4) Obi-Wans of various ages working together to save the galaxy
- Chat fics with the Clone Troopers
- Harry Potter/Death, cause I think it's hilarious lol
- Ect.
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 莲花楼 | Mysterious Lotus Casebook (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Fang Duobing & Li Lianhua Characters: Fang Duobing, Qiao Wanmian, Di Feisheng Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Canon Compliant, Grief/Mourning Summary:
Twenty years after Li Xiangyi and Di Feisheng’s famous battle, Fang Duobing walks drunkenly into the Eastern Sea.
(or, Li Lianhua dies)
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moocha-muses · 6 months
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This one's from @dunne-ias, who wanted a poem about tongue.
My husband is the only person I ever told all my secrets. I poured them all into his cute little ears like honey. I traced the line of his jaw with my tongue as I whispered into him, into him and the dark. I emptied myself into the vessel of him, ceremonious, sacrosanct, I gave myself as a gift. And he had the nerve to recoil! I saw that horror painting itself all over the back of his eyes, pupils spinning wild like an animal's, and I knew, I knew, that he would tell someone. My beautiful buy would tell everyone. So I curled my hands behind his treacherous little ears, and kissed him soft on the forehead and laughed, "Baby, you didn't believe any of that?" into his hairline. I felt him go limp with relief, melt against me like a marshmallow. And I put my mouth, sweetly, on his. I coaxed open those pretty lips, I drew his tongue into mouth, and I bit it right off. (Watch him tell my secrets now.) Tongue is an underrated meal. It's leaner than other muscles, dense and fibrous, but it's full of flavor, and I chewed it up with gusto while my lover-boy wordlessly screamed, the root of his tongue flapping bloodily around the warm, sweet hole of mouth. I kept him close in my arms. "This is just between us." His tongue squirmed in my belly. "Just between us," I said, and swallowed another hot mouthful of blood.
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torturedpoetemotions · 4 months
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teardew · 4 days
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im gonna try to post sketchbook pgs every sunday n_____n other than that iv posted 2 process gifs of older art since the 1st post
also aiming to wrap up this round of commissions this week and slots will be posted to claim on patreon first ... after the next batch im raising my prices because uhm i take 500 yrs to draw and my wrists will fall off for real at the rate im going lmao
this weeks post is 10 pages of older unposted art and newer sketches btwn coms containing
a vampire oc from 2021
full art of alex ying wei com + background
shen qiao redraw of official art
second pass at a terezi commission
a shang qinghua from 2022
a figure study of shang qinghua fanning himself
another shang qinghua figure study
2 shang qinghua face explorations
moshang doodle
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cyber-corp · 2 months
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smiths pride flag
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maretriarch · 8 months
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My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic may be the best name for anything, ever
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vi-visected · 9 days
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i’m sorry things had to be this way. i know you are too.
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