Tumgik
#SPARK
helium-stims · 2 days
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
More Pride Edits (original gif)
lesbian, gay, bi
asexual, aromantic, aroace
trans, genderqueer, nonbinary
44 notes · View notes
keksflunsch · 1 day
Text
Tumblr media
Finally posting this one here too.
My favorite blorbos x3
Already some time ago but still enjoyed the challenge
28 notes · View notes
saetgvia · 2 days
Text
spark | wriothesley
in which you and wriothesley find an unlikely spark.
CHAPTER ONE: A NOT SO MEET-CUTE
prince!wrio x fem!noble!reader, invented country au
✧ genre: fluff, angst...? maybe...? if you squint...?, arranged marriage trope, reader doesn't like wrio very much at the beginning but they warm up dw
✧ tw: none, if you see any lmk <3
✧ word count: 1.32K
✧ playlist: spark - taeyeon, radio - lana del rey, deja vu - txt, darl+ing - seventeen, invu - taeyeon, agora hills - doja cat, killin' me good - jihyo, i like you (a happier song) - doja cat & post malone, fever - enhypen, eleven - ive, hype boy - newjeans, hard to love - rose, sour grapes - le sserafim, oh my god - adele, my head & my heart - ava max, nonsense - sabrina carpenter, the feels - twice
━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦• —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━
i. a not so meet-cute
'what.' you stare in disbelief at your parents. 'there's no way. NO. WAY.' arranged marriages only happen in books. of course you'd heard of them in your country of azura, some distant cousin being married to some lord or other for alliances or whatever, but you'd always been free to do what you wanted, marry who you chose. your parents never put any restrictions on you, but this out of the blue is so- 'unexpected! what? i thought-' 'circumstances change.' your father replies shortly. 'i- you- you can't do this!' you cry, becoming more and more panicked. you wanted to fall in love, marry someone you chose! and now, you were going to be pawned off to someone you didn't even know. wait...
'can you at least tell me who i'm being given away to?' 'you're not being given away-' 'oh mom, it's fine. i know how this works. so, who is it?'
wriothesley. the prince of emeia. a name that struck fear into your very soul. not because he was a terrible ruler or a womaniser. he was, in fact, the complete opposite. you'd heard tales from all over the kingdom in the form of gossiping ladies giggling behind fans, sipping their tea and gushing to your mother. she, in turn, laughed daintily, and turned to you with a pointed look. how could she even know? his parents kept him hidden away from the world, their precious son too perfect for mere commoners. no, you were afraid because you didn't know him. because he seemed too good to be true. and most of all, because he was about to become your life. you should have seen this coming.
'i won't go.'
your father's eyes narrow, and you can see his neatly trimmed beard bristling in anger. you've never seen him like this before, and over something as silly as an arranged marriage? your mother puts a placating arm on his bicep, and he shoots her a look, both of them communicating through their gaze. finally, he exhales, evidently trying to calm himself, and speaks.
'we... we're in debt. remember that deal with ceria? the cherry liqueur? they've been selling it for exorbitant prices without giving us any of the profits, and we've been depending on that to get us out of last winter's snowstorms. emeia noticed us struggling and have so kindly offered to refill our coffers in exchange for your hand.' there's a hint of annoyance in his tone, and you begin to understand just how much this is weighing on him. but still, how can you throw your life away like that?
'i'll think about it.'
⭑⭑⭑
'but i don't WANT to!' you shriek into your pillow, kicking your feet in true spoiled girl fashion. your maid, or rather, your friend, giselle, winces, and tries to comfort you.
'hey, maybe it won't be so bad! everyone says he's a sweetheart!'
'but everyone ISN'T BEING MARRIED OFF TO HIM!'
'think about your parents, hon! you can always divorce him later, run away, fake your own death-'
she breaks off at your deadpan gaze, and starts to giggle, until you start to giggle, and you're both in your bed cackling uncontrollably. you wipe tears of mirth from your eyes, and look at giselle over the rumpled sheets, her eyes twinkling, and you wish there were more people like her in the world. sitting up, you clasp her hands between yours, and trace the lines on her weathered palm. you exhale, and make up your mind. you have to marry wriothesley.
'giselle... i'll marry wriothesley. but only if you come with me.'
⭑⭑⭑
'woah woah woAH-' you cry as you stumble. your beautiful, floor-length cherry-red dress, so stunning to look at when you were standing in one place, was nothing but a nuisance when you were walking. for comfort, you'd opted for soft velvet flats instead of the heels sent for you; you could see the flaws in this decision now. but instead of breaking your nose, you're met with shoes. shiny leather shoes, buckled with silver, and a pair of strong - warm - arms gripping your own. slowly raising your head, your eyes land on a beautiful face. chiseled jawline, chiseled nose, chiseled forehead, somehow his neck is also chiseled. but his lips, so plump and pink and soft, and his eyes, like chips of blue ice, hold a twinkle of mirth.
'woah there, careful. wouldn't want you to get hurt.'
his voice is honey, smooth and sweet, and it washes over your ears. you can't stop staring, enthralled by his gaze.
'cat got your tongue?'
you snap out of your daze, realising you're still half on the mysterious stranger, and stumble backwards. you brush your hands over your dress, the gold embroidery rough under your fingers.
'sorry. i uh- i have to go.'
you picked up your skirts and hurried back towards the throne room. you didn't think you could get so lost trying to go to the bathroom! stopping before a mirror adorning the wall, you take a quick look at your appearance. the crimson dress fit your figure wonderfully, golden embroidery curling up the sides and front of your dress, forming a pattern of flames that ended just below your neckline. your hair, so lustrous and thick, had managed to escape its tight bindings, so you gasp heavily as you catch your breath and tie your hair up at the same time, the ribbon cherry-red to match your dress. adjusting yourself one final time, you nod to the guards outside to open the door for you, and walk into the throne room.
you're once again taken by surprise at the grandness of it all. absolutely everything inside is scarlet, a stark contrast to the cool blue drapes of azura. you'd always found it funny how blue was your dukedom's colour and yet your primary export was cherries, something so very opposite. the floor, carpeted in lush red and cream formed a pathway up to the raised thrones, all three of them cushioned by velvet and adorned with gold scrollwork and filigree. behind the thrones and all around, rich tapestries decorate the walls, vermilion depictions of the kingdom's greatest victories. you weren't sure if they were there to celebrate or intimidate. maybe both. a big, booming laugh reaches your ears, and your gaze is drawn to the antechamber towards the back of the room. ah, so that's where they've gone to. you scurry towards the chamber, nodding with as much regal-ness as you could muster towards the servants who caught your eye and sank into a deep curtsy or bow. straightening your dress, again, out of habit, you step into the room.
your parents are laughing, your father releasing his great guffaw and your mother tittering behind her gloved hand. the king of emeia, a warm, welcoming person with greying ebony hair and soft blue eyes was telling some kind of story, while his wife, the queen, sat, watching the scene with adoration and satisfaction. the queen noticed you first, her brown eyes crinkling into a sweet smile as she noticed you.
'oh there you are! we were wondering where you'd gone.'
'sorry... i got a little lost.' you take your seat on another velvet sofa, picking up your cup of tea. the servants appeared to have brought more plates of food in, the table once again covered in delicate china piled high with macarons and pastries and little sandwiches cut into perfect triangles. you pick up one of the treats, a golden swirl of pastry with colourful fruit peeking out, and bite into it. it's heavenly, deliciously flaky and sweet on your tongue. you pick it up and munch happily on it again.
'ah, here he is. wrio! here is the girl we wish for you to marry.'
you choke. because when you look up, you see the same chiseled features, the same lips, the same eyes and the same smile.
'THAT'S wriothesley?'
━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦• —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━
from saetgvia: i have never started writing a fic so fast oh my god??? very excited for this fic and i hope you are too <3 stay tuned will have part 2 coming out soon!
━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦• —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━
please like and reblog my work! tumblr relies on reblogs to function, so help my work be seen by more people <3 my spark taglist and overall is now open, drop an ask if you want to be added! just specify which one.
© saetgvia 2024. do not copy or repost.
32 notes · View notes
space-gutz · 3 days
Text
Tumblr media
on a sidewalk near you
21 notes · View notes
lisbeth-kk · 5 months
Text
It’s here! Just in time for Christmas ✨
Tumblr media
@atlinmerrick
403 notes · View notes
etincelleart · 24 days
Text
Tumblr media
TW : teasing (& very soft spicy) I think the lesbian visibility week took over me. o7
(Gris and Fauve, my OCs as always ♥)
162 notes · View notes
ratrrriot · 10 months
Note
Hello i have a question about your oc spark. You said in their bio that their robot body is a toy for them, but have ever thought about them secretly going off to do heroics and fight crime like perry the platypus or the monkey from dexters laboratory?
Something like that…
Tumblr media
800 notes · View notes
mgarmagedon · 1 year
Text
Bee from ES so much reminds me of this one from rid15... maybe that's why I like him even if he laughs of cassette's death XD
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Besides, he IS middle aged man :)
Tumblr media Tumblr media
YOU WILL NEVER CHANGE MY MIND!!!
(Even if it's just a joke)
2K notes · View notes
mellowthorn · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
kelsingra
210 notes · View notes
aw-colorcat · 8 months
Text
Tumblr media
Your reputation proceeds you
311 notes · View notes
remanence-of-love · 2 years
Text
Tumblr media
3K notes · View notes
Tumblr media
Sarah retconned Sangravah to have Azriel rescue Gwyn to create their own history together.
In the bonus chapter of Azriel, he wouldn't consider Gwyn a friend BUT this happens after his encounter with Clotho: Something sparked in Azriel's chest.....He could picture it, though, as he ascended the stairs back to  the House proper. How Gwyn's teal eyes might light upon seeing the necklace. For whatever reason... he could see it. There is that initial spark before their interactions pick up throughout the rest of ACOSF and he's thinking of Gwyn's teal eyes for whatever reason.... setting the groundwork for chemistry there maybe?
Sarah has Azriel and Gwyn bantering together & she has the "be able to challenge their romantic partner in some way" with this scene in which he issues a challenge by saying there is no way any of them will finish the course but he's bantering with Gwyn while doing so:
Tumblr media
Based on these observations and Sarah's own words... She has set these two up to be romantic love interests for each other & you've got to be wilfully ignorant to ignore the foreshadowing Sarah has set up for them.
72 notes · View notes
389 · 3 months
Photo
Tumblr media
How Long Can I Keep This Spark Alive Celine Ducrot
139 notes · View notes
atlinmerrick · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
HAPPY BIRTHDAY FANDOM BOOK!
Today Spark officially publishes and I hope, hope, hope that if you love fandom and fanfiction you'll love this book. We'll delightedly send a free ebook to any reviewers who'd share their thoughts by the end of this month—DM me! The book's on sale until November 21 and meantime:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SPARK!
136 notes · View notes
starfall-isle · 1 year
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
570 notes · View notes
namakooo · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
💫✨ working on my next original short
85 notes · View notes