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mintedwitcher · 3 months
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Not Thorin in my fic getting jealous because Kili and Fili adore Bilbo (in a strictly platonic sense, not that Thorin actually realises this, because he is a dumbass) (he nearly pops a vein in his head when Bofur has the audacity to pat Bilbo on the back) (as I said: dumbass)
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faeriekit · 2 months
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Health and Hybrids (Masterpost) 👽👻💚
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[Mashup of cryptid!Danny, presumed-alien!Danny, dp x dc, and the prompt made @tachvintlogic's body horror meat grinder fic.]
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art by @neurotraum🖤🖤
Adrift in an unknown space, his transportation lost, his body a wreck, and only half-conscious, Danny has to find himself somewhere safe to recover.
Now, if only he can convince the locals to leave him alone while he does...
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Trigger warnings for this story:  body horror | gore | post-dissection fic | dehumanization (probably) | medical/recovery themes | my nonexistent attempts at following DC canon.
👽Chapter list:
PART ONE 🟢 PART TWO 🟢 PART THREE 🟢 PART FOUR 🟢 PART FIVE 🟢 PART SIX 🟢 PART SEVEN 🟢 PART EIGHT 🟢PART NINE 🟢 PART TEN 🟢 PART ELEVEN 🟢 PART TWELVE 🟢 PART THIRTEEN 🟢 PART FOURTEEN 🟢 PART FIFTEEN 🟢 PART SIXTEEN 🟢 PART SEVENTEEN 🟢 PART EIGHTEEN 🟢 PART NINETEEN 🟢 PART TWENTY 🟢 PART TWENTY ONE 🟢
💚 For "full" character and tag list, Ao3 Is here for all parts: now featuring mediocre mouse-over translations only available on a computer.
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lvsifer · 5 months
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i.
For almost ten thousand years Alecto dreams in her tomb.
Underwater she dreams of the moment when the sky fell and she fell with it as death approached in the raiments of love. Pale horse, child, lover, devourer, whose hunger she had unknowingly ignited and who had eaten her half and sepulchred her half, made her monstrous grotesque meat.
A cage she had despised for she knew not its language or its comforts. She dreams of the day when she will see him again, she kens that even eternity cannot part them and what are ten thousand years to the four billion since her accretion? The tomb will open. No slumber lasts forever.
As long as he lives, so will she and with each passing minute in the myriad, her anticipation grows. She murmurs in her frozen slumber:
What have you done to me and mine?
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I still love you
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You have not seen what rage I carry.
Not yet.
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Godhood is ravenous. From the very moment of conception when he first moved the bodies to the orgiastic death of the nine planets he devoured, John Gaius knows.
What could compare to such gluttony? What could sate him but more, until he has made his way from planet to planet, until he has eaten the whole universe? Would the blackness of space hold him in his hunger? Would—after he has meted out punishment at last and destroyed the progeny of those first traitors—would he sit surfeited in the dark of his creation? Or would even then the appetite come back to him?
He feeds himself on prayer and cares not to answer them. But what god ever has?
He knows it like a man feeding a forest fire.
Hunger is eternal.
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gaygaara · 7 months
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wip. krita is beating my ass
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YES this is gaara from my modern au fic. no 10 chapters in isn't "late" to make a visual representation of one of the main characters what do you mean
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27-royal-teas · 5 months
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ok so. four horsemen. in this au that i may or may not write (the winter season is hella busy for me) ive cast the horsemen like so:
conquest: joe. i think this really stemmed from when i read his book and how he felt like he was losing control over the band and how he fought to feel in control. he’s smart; the brains of the operation, the glue guy. he keeps them together in their main mission. since this is a ybc au, their main mission is to find the briefcase. I can’t think of a connection to music for him in a way that makes sense yet
war: patrick. tbh i feel like this is perfect for him. mainly i was thinking about this because of how much he and pete fought preh. also, it fits his role in YBC— there will be enough prior backstory in the fic to see how patrick is the spite that fuels them all, he keeps them going; when the Vixens kidnap him it symbolizes them taking the fight from the horsemen (or the defenders if you’re sticking w the lore). his connection to music in this fic would be sort of like march music— and when he’s turned evil, the music triggering him would be like a call to war.
famine: andy. I haven’t read the Bible but apparently in it, famine is holding a balanced scale, which seems fitting. andy is the backbone, the beating heart that keeps them on course. he’s unnervingly calm and collected, even under pressure. ‘Famine’ can also be interpreted as a culture famine, which I think fits into the narrative specifically when the Vixens torture him and block off his hearing with the noise canceling headphones. by stripping away something that represents a whole lot of himself— idk. I just think it could be interesting
death: pete. I think we saw this one coming. not only is death referred to as the rider of the ‘pale horse’ (ARMA REFERENCE??????) pete has had enough brushes with death for this to make sense. also, war and death go hand in hand, which explains the p2 dynamic in this fic. Im thinking that his connection to music will be hearing funeral dirges whenever one of the 4 die but its not set in stone.
SO. essentially, this fic would be two parts: one would outline HOW the 4 horsemen of the apocalypse / the defenders of the faith found the briefcase. the second would be essentially YBC but. rewritten I guess. anyway it may never come into fruition but even if it doesn’t oh well I still had fun writing the notes
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daryfromthefuture · 6 months
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"most people were silent"-moodboard dump!! credits to @bg-sparrow for the josie one with the cake in the middle and the black and white one!
yes i did use hayley atwell for helen because she literally wears her outfits and generally looks exactly like her
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doomednarrative · 2 years
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Needed a visual reference for how Biker looks in the fic I’m writing~
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gayformlessblob · 26 days
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🙌What's a line or paragraph of yours that you're proud of?
🟥How long do you spend in edits?
🙌 ough i'm actually very fond of a couple bits from one of my what we do in the shadows fics,, i should write at 2 am more often putting them together cause like, context)
"Guillermo is the sun, bright and burning, and Nandor cannot look at him without feeling like he might die. // It is too late for him to have found this love. And yet, here it is. The closest star rises over Nandor’s empty grave and tries to prompt his heart into beating again."
🟥 hmm,, editing usually takes me a day or two? it sort of depends how long i've been working on a fic / how long the actual fic is, but yeah about 1-2 days :]
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superrobinsmash · 1 year
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Having some Clark x Kon flip fuck cheating porn, for Superman Anniversary day 💙💕🍆💦
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Rest of the fic/chapter here
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kigiom · 1 year
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not romantic or platonic but a secret third thing (chained to the ending)
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mintedwitcher · 3 months
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For some unknown and unknowable reason, my brain has decided to taunt me with the idea of all the 'eligible' Dwarves in the Company having a crush on Bilbo. Naturally I only know the movie canon which treats all of them as simply walking exposition dispensaries and not characters with their own personalities, so I'm making a lot of things up on the fly here.
I've already got Ori trying to 'woo' Bilbo with books (Bilbo is utterly and completely unaware of said 'wooing'), but I'd love to get ideas for the others.
For clarity, the Dwarves being featured will be: Ori, Nori, Bofur, Bombur, Fili, Kili, Dwalin, and Thorin.
(I'm leaving the others out due to either age, personal headcanons on their private lives, or canon relationships)
So if anyone has ideas for how the others could attempt to 'woo' Bilbo, feel free to jot them down in the notes and I'll use my favourites (with credit)
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you guys dont even know you dont know you have no idea
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lvsifer · 2 years
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Read here.
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“Uncle,” she says.
Daemon approaches, suddenly before her. The world blanches around them. Her uncle is incandescent, smiling, his gaze finding her as though she is the only living thing in the world.
“It’s been a while, princess.”
Rhaenyra is infatuated with her uncle from early on.
tags: gender exploration, yearning, sexual content, infatuation, bisexual Rhaenyra, bisexual Daemon, coming of age
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cheeseofthecake · 10 months
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Me when I post the first part of my fic to Ao3!!
Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Sonic the Hedgehog (IDW Comics), Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Shadow the Hedgehog, Original Sonic the Hedgehog Character(s), Sonic the Hedgehog Ensemble, Silver the Hedgehog Summary:
Aurora and Roman reminisce on better times before preparing to hit the slopes!
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addysfandomdump · 7 months
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Finished my Silver the Timekeeper oneshot! The first out of a trilogy.
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Sheik stood in front of the pedestal, atop the stairs, and looked down at Link and the fairy that hovered near his shoulder. He had prepared for the soon-to-be hero to be startled by his sudden appearance, though he hadn't quite expected the master sword to be drawn on him. He raised his hands slightly, showing no weapon in his hands. After a long moment, the teen put the sword away. Sheik paused, looking at him. Something was off.
Sheik took a few steps forward, walking down the short stairs, until he was a bit closer to his green-clad childhood friend. Link stared at him, not quite trusting him, but without the mistrust Sheik had expected. With a frown hidden behind his mask, Sheik noted the red puffiness of the other teen's eyes and the mostly-dried tear tracks running down his face.
"... Are you alright?" he asked, hesitantly.
Link visibly made to answer, but his voice died halfway through whatever he was about to say. Oddly, his expression took on a fearful look, that when paired with his wobbly stance and still somewhat round face, made him look far younger than... whatever his age was now.
Curious, Sheik raised a hand to Link's face, and, as the other leaned into his hand, visibly comforted by a simple touch, felt some amount of anger. 'Has he been aware of these past seven years at all?' he had to wonder.
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Sheik looked down at the sleeping hero and fairy. He had agreed to accompany the duo for a few day, until Link had, in Navi's words, "figured out how to walk again." Never before had Sheik felt so indignant toward fate, though he wouldn't admit it to anybody else. Perhaps he should have been incensed when he had to watch so many innocent people die, or when he listened to the stories of citizens who had been displaced by Ganondorf's takeover. And he was so upset about Link's circumstances? The teenager had been allowed to simply sleep through it all! Though, perhaps it was because he knew what was to come. Perhaps it was because he knew that the other holder of sacred power truly had slept through it all, and thus was not as adult as he appeared, which already wasn't very much. Perhaps because Link was a friend, whom he had treasured and trusted all this time.
He reached a hand down, to brush away the hair that had fallen into his taller companion's face, and paused. The other's expression was peaceful, untouched by stress or grief. He pulled his hand back, unwilling to even risk rousing the sleeping teen- no, the sleeping child.
"Rest now," Sheik whispered. "there is much left to do. And then, I swear, I will make things right."
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