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givemeureyes · 10 months
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day 1 without ao3: i have gone through all 5 stages of grief multiple times and have invented a 6th. i will not disclose what the 6th stage of grief is.
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swords-and-starlight · 5 months
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i feel the need to remind everyone that Damen’s literally one of the smartest and most well-educated characters in the series. He’s extremely well-read and knowledgeable about military tactics and strategy, which if you didn’t know also includes a huge depth of history knowledge, and his talent comes from both education and years of experience. He’s smart enough to know geography and terrain information of an area he hasn’t needed to have information on in seven years, and even then, the lands they are talking about were in mainland Vere, not Delpha, so his studies were his own initiative. he has favorite poems! HE ENJOYED DEBATING OBSCURE PHILOSOPHY WITH HESTON!!! like y’all Damen is just as intelligent as Laurent, it’s just that Laurent’s intelligence is about manipulation and chess and Damen’s just a nerd.
(also people are gonna be coming for me for this one but i think Damen likes books and libraries a lot more than Laurent ever did)
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sweattyspaghetti · 23 days
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Edit: Tyler with celestia tee existed. Same brain. Same brain..
Hello fight club fandom. It is absolutely abysmal and also a crime how no one (at least to my knowledge) has drawn Tyler Durden in the princess celestia t shirt. We missed out
I have brainstormed multiple fc drawing ideas and hope that they become real.
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frm9pm · 11 months
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mirror of ecidyrue book 3
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sentientsky · 4 months
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demon muriel <3 (somewhat inspired by @underlined-in-spirit’s art, which was inspired by @phoen1xr0se’s fic!)
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sh5 · 1 month
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it’s been said 1mil times but this site’s obsession with treating fanfic as revolutionary praxis and as literature of its own merit is going to drive me neurodivergent. i enjoy writing fanfic myself, which is partly why this sentiment is so frustrating, bc like…I’m lurking in those damn tags, I am the author that people are choosing over real literature—and I know damn well we are not producing works of art.
yelling, “read real books!!!” obviously isn’t effective and just makes people defensive, but at some point…you’ve got to pick up a classic. you’ve got to pick up something from the english canon, even the loosest of canons, and you have to read a real book and struggle with real concepts and grow in real ways. there’s only so much a fanfic centered around a yaoi ship can do for you. it’s inherently derivative, inherently limited, inherently dependent on its source. like…read real books for the betterment of yourself. and so you’re less annoying on tumblr. thankies.
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inklore · 8 months
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I saw you post about how people should like to comment on writers work but I slightly sympathise bc some people are embarrassed and/or think that their comment/reblog would be useless. But more people are coming to this app to read a fic like another wattpad or an ‘easier’ ao3 instead of using their acc to post what they like yk
Srry for the rant <333
no need to apologize for the rant it’s always welcome here if it’s done in kind and yours was <3
i get what your saying about people coming to the app thinking it’s like all the other reading platforms but if we’re being honest i’d say ao3 is easier, better selection, plus when someone views your work your ‘hits’ go up and that can sometimes help more people find your work if they go by that / sort the fics on ao3 like that. wattpad literally has the same system of ‘views’ on your work that help boost it, but also commenting there is really big (as someone who was once on wp comments meant everything which is why i don’t get how ppl don’t understand that comments are everything here as well).
you could also say these other platforms make it seem like tumblr works the same way and it doesn’t, but even when writers try to spread the word on that fact not everyone wants to listen or sees it because people don’t rb (which tumblr was made for that let’s not forget).
but on this great app it doesn’t matter how many people view our work, read it silently, press the little heart, no one will see it unless you rb it. and being shy about commenting and thinking comments won’t matter is backwards thinking to me. how do you think writers feel knowing they have 100 notes and 10 of them are rbs and 0 comments? like we know there’s people out there reading our work and not even giving the pointless heart to it and there’s not much we can do about it, and yeah we are so grateful for all of it, but what we wouldn’t give to even have ONE PERSON comment some emojis on our fic. let us know that someone other than ourselves actually liked it. a ‘like’ can mean anything, it can mean nothing. it does nothing. it’s nice, it’s acknowledging, but that’s all it does. it’s a silent compliment that keeps our minds wondering.
if you weren’t embarrassed to read the fic you shouldn’t be embarrassed to comment on it. i’m not trying to sound harsh but it’s 2023, half the population reads fic. devours it. ppl are famous authors because of it now or get ‘tiktok fame’ over liking it. you commenting ‘omg amazing’ or putting two little emojis in a writers comments is only going to make them feel seen. feel great. feel like they’re not just posting stuff on here for bots. so i don’t super sympathize with people who are embarrassed because i just can’t wrap my head around it. but i’m also saying it’s okay and i’ve never once saw a writer get mad over anything someone has commented on their work (unless it’s been mean or a criticism they didn’t ask for or a ‘part two pls’).
if you like something on here reblog it!!!! comment on it!!!!!
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brackenfur · 1 year
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after firestars claws tear through his throat, scourge thuds against the grass, struggling to breathe. his growls come out only in gargles, and he glares up at his opponent, only to see that it’s no longer firestar standing over him at all.
his mothers kind orange eyes are staring down at him, and as scourge opens his mouth to speak, he finds that he can no longer taste his own blood, or feel it dripping down his neck, for that matter.
he looks down at his paws and doesn’t see the dog teeth jammed over his claws, or feel the tightness of his collar - his paws are unmarked, small with kitten down poking between his toes.
“tiny?” quince meows softly; scourge blinks up at his mother, who only stares at him with adoration. “are you ready now, tiny?”
scourge - tiny, somehow both of those names and neither, at the same time - gets to his paws, suddenly very small in front of quince. but he no longer is thinking of firestar or bloodclan, of tigerstar or bloodshed or killing - his thoughts are only full of joy at seeing his mother again, standing in front of him. thinking of spending his days at her side again, of laying against her side as she cleans behind his ears, like she did so long ago.
“i think so, mama,” he murmurs, reaching up his nose to touch hers as she bends towards him.
“it’s time to go home now,” quince purrs, and the bloodclan leader who spent his entire adult life invoking fear into others, who wanted nothing more than to drive the clans from their home, smiles as he follows his mother.
it’s comforting, having her to lead him into the dark.
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crybaby-bkg · 2 years
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Bakugou likes to slowly fuck you from behind whenever you’re reading, especially if it’s something more on the erotic side. Likes to peek over your shoulder every once in a while, or whenever you clench down a little harder or moan a little louder. Hums under his breath as he hooks his chin over your shoulder, your thigh thrown over his as he grinds a heavy cock inside you.
“This shit really turns you on?” He grunts under his breath as his eyes skim the words on the page. It’s stupid, he thinks, the way the author overuses the words growled and whines and sex—which should really just be called a pussy or cunt, by the way, we’re all fucking grown here—but you seem to love it anyway. You shake your head first before you nod, confused, unable to focus on the way his tip slides against your sweet spot and the filthy words on the page and also answering him correctly.
“Only because I imagine it’s you ‘nd me in these positions,” you whisper, eyes fluttering when Bakugou hums and squeezes at your tit from where he snuck a hand under your shirt. He doesn’t question you further, only reads over your shoulder, and fucks you a little harder when he pictures you in every way the book describes the two main characters.
You, bound to the bed with a soft layer of silk over your eyes, gasping when his mouth licks at your hole. Him, holding you up in strong arms as he fucks you rough against metal lockers, kissing you all the while. The both of you, grinding against each other in the tub, uncaring of sloshing water and whines of overstimulation.
It’s enough to get the both of you off, a slow steady build of a climax as he pumps you full and you gush around his thickness. But even then, you two don’t stop, just continue on with slow grinding and another chapter.
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brainrotdotorg · 2 months
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eyes
(Read schlep by @intrepidradish)
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finnpeach · 6 months
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all I’m asking is for one of you bitches to write a best selling novel with enough cold/sneeze scenes for it to be horny and sexy to this community but wouldn’t make a vanilla suspicious. oh and i want it to be fantasy and a love triangle thank youuuuuuu
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fellshish · 7 months
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I’m currently continuously blown away by the softness of this good omens lighthouse fic
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Just got to Caemlyn in my EOTW reread and I’m thinking about how Rand suggests to Basel Gill that he could go to Elaida about the Darkfriends, and I’m *cackling* at the idea of Moiraine getting to Caemlyn only to find Rand with Elaida of all people.
Elaida, who is able to sense Rand is important but doesn’t know exactly what his deal is at this point, suddenly being *very* invested in lording it over Moiraine that Moiraine’s little pet came to *her.* Moiraine gritting her teeth to try and be nice to Elaida despite wanting to slap her because she needs her to get to Rand. Rand just totally clueless to the fact he chose the absolute worst Aes Sedai for Moiraine to have to deal with. Like the one sister with whom she has decades-long animosity.
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saw “the sunshine court” trending along with “Neil Josten” and I was very confused, checked the tag AND YOURE TELLING ME THERES A NEW ALL FOR THE GAME BOOK??? why did I have no idea about this???
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roadkilledthegirl · 9 months
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ok. I’m going to say it.
I love ALL eras of boreo/decklikovsky EQUALLY, and I will FIGHT for EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM.
Las Vegas era? Brilliant - the inexplicable teenage love and lust for each other (terrifying and amazing) - caring for someone because they’re the only person in the universe who cares for you, getting drunk and high and altogether plastered together because you’re so traumatized and lonely that you don’t know how to bond with people in any different way and hey, you both like it (a little too much in fact) so why not?? It’s DELICIOUS. this part of the book was just written too well to be put down as “unfortunate” or “less than”. It’s so so so sad and raw and angry and vulgar and and and
And you couldn’t even have post-Vegas New York, Antwerp & Amsterdam without it!! Where would the tension, the longing, the shock of seeing your - best friend? ex best friend? The guy you hate so much because you love him even more ??? Where would all of that come from without such a complex, tangled backstory???? There’s no one without the other!!!!!!
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hopelessromanfic · 7 months
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came up with an angsty prompt that i will come back to when im not drowning in papers and wips:
The fic is written in two points of view, one in Mikes perspective and the other in Will’s. Will gets into a pretty serious car accident (details still cooking, my friends) and ends up comatose, yet is having like an out of body experience, seeing, hearing, and feeling all that’s happening around him despite his physical body remaining still and unchanging. Mike is by his side the entire time, unaware of this but stays and talks to him, saying all of the things he wished he had before the accident. The more he says, the stronger Will fights to wake up.
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