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Just gonna put him here and then vanish again♡
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Just some rough coloring i tried experimenting with the colors a bit hope its no eyestrain for you guys with the red of the ruffle, looked less extreme on my laptop screen
Anyways this guy and the gitm au belongs to @venomous-qwille
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gravedigg · 14 days
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Bhaalist ritual garb designs for Jean-Baptiste and Virgil in Divine the Blood
Jean-Baptiste is @nullshocked’s
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puppetmaster13u · 8 months
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Just had a hilarious idea in the Meat Marionette au of Clark idly picking up the robins like oversized chickens without realizing he does so. Like sure he grew up on a cow farm, but they definitely also had chickens or other poultry for things like eggs.
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fauvester · 24 days
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daniel webstHER
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lavandulacosmos · 7 months
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Inktober Day 17: DEMON
Demon!Aziraphale & Angel!Crowley
“This reminds me of something. Even though it should be your line, my dear.”
“Demon... Don't you dare-”
"Did it hurt when you fell-"
"All right, all right! That's quite enough out of you!"
[Good Omens days - Part 2]
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kayzis · 8 months
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princess carry, prince carry
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theizzizzy · 1 month
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I genderbent some of my Maxes!
(Individual photos under the cut)
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Maximillian is Maxmilian, FL Max is Maxa, SOL Max is Maxi.
Bridal blood max is Mivian, Maxilla is Max, Maf is Mafi.
or, Maffee-
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lilscottishlesbian · 1 year
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Hear me out
Diabolik Lovers human+scream au?
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flame2ashes · 9 months
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Coordinating two playthroughs to make up one narrative means that technically some of the things that I record aren't actually happening in that specific way but also consider: I want to take screenshots of Kaidan in certain shots
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butmakeitgayblog · 2 years
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delirisse · 1 year
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hello @cotl-flower-crown’s Narinder that I harbour no romantic feelings for
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musewrangler · 6 months
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The girl was strong past reasoning.
Three days they’d had her. Three days as she endured and screamed and suffered.
At last, Tarkin had summoned him and ordered that Vader personally interrogate the Rebel chit.
Vader hated Tarkin with the power of Mustafar’s lava flows, but Palpatine had ordered that he work with the Grand Moff on this Force damned vanity project.
Already, he’d had to chase down the stolen plans for Tarkin only to be thwarted by this very girl. So the sooner he could get the information from her, the sooner he could return to the Devastator and continue work on his own plans for the galaxy.
He entered her cell and she struggled into a sitting position.
So small.
So defiant.
But she looked much the worse for wear—-her hair straggling from its elegant coils and her robes stained with sweat, blood, and dirt.
“It is high time, Princess,” he informed her, while she glared at him. “For you to give us the stolen plans. And I am here to discuss that.”
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fifiophobia · 1 year
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You are adding indescribable amounts of fuel to the Batman!Ekko au
I’m glad I could help 😊 🦇
If you have any ideas for the DC/Arcane Au let me know!
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softquietsteadylove · 11 months
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For the Firefighter AU:
As a reference to the movie, what if Thena gets struck by a lightning while on track. Gil finds her unconscious and carries her back to safety. When Thena wakes, she says she's fine, she doesn't need his help and tries to leave.
Hugs and much love!! ✨🖤
The first thing she noticed was the smell (not bad at all, just...different). The second thing she noticed was that she wasn't in her sleeping bag, on the ground. She was in a bed.
Thena shot up from lying down, her chest tight, gasping for breath.
"Hey!"
That lone woodsman rose slowly from his chair at the far end of the mostly-one-room cabin. He held out his hands, like he would to approach an injured animal.
She glared at him from the bed--his bed, she assumed. "What the fuck am I doing here?"
"Fair question," he attempted to defuse her temper, not moving closer and still crouched as if she would pounce on him and rip his throat out. "I found you out in the field, Wolf."
She tried to remember what was last in her mind, but it was hazy. She remembered being on patrol. She was around the open field when she saw...something--had gone to investigate.
"We got a distress call," he gestured to the radio on his table by the window. "Some campers panicked when they saw the dry lightning. I'm guessing you were in the area."
Thena groaned, shifting on the bed. Now that it was brought up, her shoulder did have a certain burn and sting to it. "This is why I don't fuckin' rescue people anymore."
"Because you get struck by lightning when you do?"
She glared at him. His name was Gilgamesh, and that was about all she knew about him. He was part of wildfire prevention, but when that wasn't an all-hands-on-deck situation he did regular firefighter shit. She didn't think any of her boys from her old unit knew him either. "Almost--almost struck by lightning. If I had been, I'm pretty sure you'd have carried back my dead body."
He apparently didn't think that was very funny.
"Oh, lighten up, big guy," she rolled her eyes at him, making it known that this was not that big a deal. She scooched back to the edge of his - admittedly comfortable - bed. "It's nothing-"
She fell straight forward.
"Hey!" he was there in a second, catching her in that mile-wide chest of his before she could hit the ground. His hands held her arms, careful of her shoulders and back, "will you take it easy?"
Thena growled, trying to push off of him as he carefully and gently leaned her back up to the bed. "Get off me."
"You need to heal, Thena."
She looked up at him, shocked by the use of her name. She couldn't remember actually ever giving it to him, but they all did daily check-ins on the shortwave; none of them were exactly total strangers.
"I haven't applied any salve yet," he said gently, holding her eyes as he helped her sit comfortably. His eyes dashed down to her shoulder, "I figured you'd wanna do that yourself."
Thena snatched her hand away from him, sending him into the kitchen to leave her to it. She felt around her back carefully, immediately feeling the burn holes in her shirt and the open, aggravated blisters on her back as a result.
He was right, it had been very, very close.
She looked in the direction of the kitchen. The big guy really hadn't applied any treatment to her injured skin, probably having carried her and laid her face down on his bed to keep from agitating it further. Even if he was too precious about it to take her shirt off, he could have even just stuck his hand up the bottom and applied some fucking cream or something.
He came back with a steaming mug of something and some pills. "Take these--just ibuprofen."
She continued to watch him as she accepted the offering. He drifted to the far side of the room again, giving her the space to which she was so accustomed. It was indeed just ibuprofen in her hand, and some soup in the mug. Something to put in her stomach.
"I have clean cloths and towels in the bathroom," he pointed to the door situated between the kitchen and whatever room he didn't have his bed tucked away in. "You can wear one of my shirts, or I can go and find your camp and bring your stuff back for you."
She frowned, "slow down there, buddy. You make it sound like I'm checking in."
Gil held her eyes with a similar stubbornness. He crossed his arms (also massive). "You're not going back out there until you're healed."
"Oh, I'm not?" she snarled at him. He was the one who called her the White Wolf--well, most did, these days. All the more reason for him not to expect her to be cooped up like this.
"Look," he huffed, leaning off the chair and drifting towards the door already. "I'll stay at the station, I'll give you your space. But you need real treatment, Thena. Your back has open wounds on it, I'm not sending you back out into the woods."
She held his eyes. She would love to tell him to fuck right off and storm right out. But it seemed she was neither up to walking by herself, not able to reach the entirety of her wounds, at the moment. He was right; she was in no condition to go back to her base camp and sleep on a potential infection.
He seemed to understand what her silence meant and stepped away from the door, "well?"
She still wasn't sure about waking up in some stranger's bed and making herself right at fucking home. But she supposed she didn't have much of a choice in the matter. At the very least, she would see what tomorrow brought. "You offering to wash my back for me?"
He blushed.
Thena bit back a smile. That was why he hadn't administered first aid to her while she was unconscious? Because he was a sweet little gentleman?
He caught her holding back her amusement and rolled his eyes, "okay, okay."
Thena let out just a little laughter as he drifted to his bathroom and she heard the tap start. "I'll just-"
"The fuck you will."
She tried not to laugh. He was kind of cute when he was cranky.
Gil emerged with a towel thrown over his shoulder. He walked over to the bed, holding out his hand, "come on."
She sighed; she really didn't like having to lean on someone like this. Literally--using his outstretched hand like a fucking cane. "Ugh."
"Yeah, yeah, fuckin' sucks, I get it," he muttered as he helped her drag herself to the bathroom. He had a towel folded on top of the toilet seat, lowering her down to it. "Look, my eyes will be closed the whole time. You direct me as needed, okay?"
Thena looked up at him but his eyes were already fucking closed. She snorted, "y'know, if you're this shy, I'm sure I can mange."
"Just squeeze the fuckin' aloe out, Wolf."
Thena had to admit, at least this was more amusing than trying to treat this herself in her tent back at base camp. She pulled her shirt over her head and unhooked her bra with a grunt. "You sure you don't want a little peek?--for your troubles?"
Poor guy didn't even dignify her teasing with a response.
Didn't have to; his ears were bright pink.
Thena smiled to herself (since his eyes were closed, and all). She accepted his warm, damp cloth first, pressing it to her shoulder, "sorry, I'll give you a break."
He just sighed, moving closer with the disinfectant.
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jilatos · 1 year
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my ffxiv character ume :^) 
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faofinn · 7 months
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No.5 "You better pray I don't get up this time around."
@whumptober-archive
Debris | Pinned Down | "It's broken."
When Harrison had met Tai, he’d certainly not expected to grow so fond of him so quickly. But it had just felt… right. They’d somehow got good chemistry, hitting it off immediately after a slightly rocky start. Even though Harrison was busy with university, he still found time to see the Irishman, and they’d fallen into bed on more than one occasion. 
They’d decided to change things up a bit and go for a hike rather than their usual bars, and it was nice, the change of pace. It was a short enough drive out of the city, up into the hills, and they enjoyed the warm sun on their faces and good conversation as they walked. 
They’d stopped to eat lunch, taking in the views over the city, and when Tai had leaned in for a kiss, Harrison hadn’t pushed him away. It was nice, the casual domesticity of it all. It felt like the most natural thing in the world to kiss him. 
As they headed back down the hills, they had to pay attention a bit more as to where they were putting their feet, loose stones and dust easy to lose their footing on. Hars had already done it once, his knee giving out on him, but Tai had caught him with a breathless laugh. They were virtually back at the car when Tai stumbled, twisting his ankle as he went. 
He definitely heard a crunch, and the pain was immediate, red hot agony. He just about managed to keep himself upright, but couldn’t take any weight through that foot, gripping onto Harrison like his life depended on it, knuckles white. 
"Hey, hey, easy." Harrison was quick to take his weight, wrapping a strong arm around him. "I've got you."
“Fuck.” He whimpered. 
"What's wrong?"
“My ankle.” Tai groaned. He tentatively stretched it out towards the ground and recoiled almost immediately. “Nope.”
"Careful!" He couldn't hide his worry. "Let's sit, let me have a look."
“I felt something go.”
"I heard it." Harrison admitted. 
“You’re gonna have to drive.” He whined. 
"That's the least of my worries."
“Hurts.” He panted, feeling woozy. “Where are we sitting?”
"Just down, you look like you're gonna pass out." He said softly.
Tai nodded, and sat with Harrison’s help on the dirt. “Fuck.” 
"I've got you, you're gonna be okay." He soothed, rubbing Tai's back. 
“How bad does it look? It felt bad.”
Harrison pulled a face. "I've seen worse. But it's broken, there's no doubt."
“I was hoping you weren’t gonna say that.”
"So was I."
“I’m not gonna be able to stand.”
"I can carry you?"
Tai scoffed. “Really?”
"Hey, don’t be so mean."
“I don’t want you to hurt yourself too.”
"I'll be fine."
“Mm.” He mumbled. “Hurts like fuck.”
"If we get back to my car, I've got stuff in the boot."
He nodded. “Yeah, okay.”
"Or I can go get it, but I'll have to leave you alone for ten minutes." He absently pressed a kiss to his hair. "Hey, if I do that, you'll be high as a kite for the rest of the hike. You might enjoy it."
“I just want to go home.”
"I know, love." He rubbed Tai's arm, the affection instinctive. "I know."
“Can we go back to the car?”
"Of course. Want me to carry you?"
He nodded sheepishly. “I’m not gonna be able to stand.”
"You know, there are easier ways to get close to me." He teased, standing up.
“You don’t like the damsel in distress routine?” Tai joked weakly.   
He helped him to his feet, balancing himself s moment before looping an arm under his knees. He moved as gentle as he could, aware each movement would be agony for Tai. Concern covered his face as he frowned at him, eyes wide with worry.
"Is that okay?"
Tai had definitely paled, everything spinning a little, but he nodded. “Yeah.” He replied tensely. 
"Just breathe, you're okay. I've got you." He murmured. "You're okay."
“Didn’t know you were this strong.”
"Am I more attractive now?" He teased.
“Maybe.”
"This all a ploy to get closer to me?"
“Would be funny if it was.”
He grinned down at Tai. "Y’know, there's easier ways."
“Probably less painful too.”
"Oh, most definitely."
“Was a nice hike, though.”
"I certainly enjoyed the view."
“Yeah?”
He hummed. "And the scenery was nice, too."
“Oh, shut up.”
"I'm serious."
“So am I.”
"I'll be quiet then."
Tai leaned into him with a soft hum. “You can keep talking.”
"Ah, no. You've made your bed, you can lie in it, suffer in silence and all that." He'd barely made it a few steps before his act broke and he laughed. 
“See, you can’t resist me.”
He hummed. "Yeah, something like that."
He was quiet for a minute. “You think it’s definitely broken?”
"I'd put money on it." He said softly. 
“Ugh.”
"Hey, you'll have to come stay with me." He murmured. "I can look after you then, make sure you have everything you need."
“Oh, so now you’re trying to get me to move in?”
There was a hint of blush on his cheeks. "Maybe."
“Not complaining.”
"You're not?"
“You just promised to wait on me hand and foot.”
"Like a king." He teased. 
“Mm, perfect.”
"Only fair."
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