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Dry your eyes, | I am not your brother. | Yippee Apple twins solar eclipse inspired art !!
I saw some COOOL art of the twins inspired by the 2024 Solar Eclipse and I made this !
Yes, the silks are the twins colours :3
。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆
★ Credits…
Dream and Nightmare belongs to | Joku.
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sirensea14 · 4 months
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Holly and Cuphead in a Chachacha dance showdown!
Its up to you whether this is Colly, cuphead be offering you a hand for a dance, or you wanting to dance Holly XD
It's full of sparkles because i tried to hide the background T-T (the bg isnt as good as the bg in my previous Quickstep art of them)
(forgot to add-) fun fact: i did the both of them in ONE canvas 😆
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ninja-knox-ur-sox-off · 7 months
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Day 8: Mountain/Chains
Prompt List
Pt. 6 of The Empire of Samadhi AU
Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3 | Pt. 4 | Pt. 5 | Pt. 6 (you are here) | Pt. 7 (coming sometime...)
(This is day 8 of the Monkie Destiny Challenge Prompt Month October 2023)
Wordcount: 2k
Summary: Red Son is the son of an old empire, Mei is the daughter of a new one. Red Son, consumed by fire, was put into an induced stasis sleep to stop the world from burning until his family can find a way to safely remove the fire. They find a way but he never wakes up. Hundreds of years later he awakes to discover his power resides within another as she stares at him with wide eyes on fire.
Split.
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They reached the mountain at daybreak. 
It wasn’t massive but it still counted as a mountain, albeit a small one. There were seals and spells lining the caverns on the inside of it, if nothing much had changed since Red Son had last visited the place. It was a little out of their way and put them a good half a day behind schedule to reach, but the mortals were insistent. Much to Red Son’s frustration. 
Why they were taking this detour was simple. 
Liú. 
That little puppet Mk had tucked into his sash comfortably that morning, with his little puppet arms and face free of the fabric. He’d spent a needlessly long amount of time making sure he was comfortable, not being crushed. No matter how many times Red Son told him he likely couldn’t feel it, Mk wasn’t taking any chances. 
“Just in case,” he had said that morning. “He might be conscious. It would be boring to look at the inside of a pocket all day.” 
No matter how much Red Son scoffed at it, Mei chimed in that she thought it was a good idea so that was the end of it, and he could do nothing to convince him otherwise. 
They were idiotic fools. 
They were weird. 
They chatted with the puppet all the way too, and on the way up the mountain, in-between complaints of sore feet and burning muscles from their upward decent. Red Son had to listen to their aggravating recap and their ‘Sifu Samadhi, he might look scary but he’s a softy,’ all the way up the mountain. 
Red Son was not a softy. 
He was going to kill them both the moment he had the fire just to prove that. 
“He can’t hear you,” Red Son tried to tell them for the thousandth time.  
“Maybe he can,” Mei said, sticking out her tongue like she did every time she replied. 
Truly they were idiotic. 
He had no doubt if Liú really was conscious as a little puppet, he would have rather been shoved into a pocket than listen to their whining. At least then the sounds would be muffled. 
“Are we there yet?” Mei groaned. “We've been walking for ages.” 
“Two hours,” Red Son said through gritted teeth, “is not ages.” 
“It's dark out,” Mk complained, “I want to sleep.” 
Red Son took a moment to breathe. If he pushed either of them off the mountain now he might never get his fire. “This little detour is costing us precious time. The sooner we reach the top the better. Unless you’d rather take a nap and watch the world burn from this vantage point?” 
That at least shut them up for a while. Then there was nothing but annoyed noises and huffing and puffing. 
Honestly they held up better than expected. Despite their complaining they were keeping up with Red Son’s, what would be considered, brutal pace for mortals. 
They reached the top before sunrise. 
Luckily the big open surface carved out remained which meant they wouldn’t need to clear anything. The last time Red Son had been here, there had been monuments and structures and even green life everywhere. He didn’t acknowledge the blackened empty state of it.
Red Son drew the circle in the ash and dirt himself, since he didn’t trust either of them to know what they were doing. It didn’t take very long, but it was long enough for Mei to complain again. Red Son ignored her. He scratched the letters into the dirt then snatched some of his fire from the rings and lit the spell. The fire filled the grooves quickly until every bit of lettering was illuminated. 
“Now,” he said, dusting his hands off and turning to Mei. “First things first. This is going to cause quite a commotion in the middle of nowhere. Without any life disguising my power, we might as well be sending an invitation to that thing to come find us. So.” He stepped over to one of the edges of the flat space, purposefully not too far away from the circle, but not close enough to mess with the spell. “This is our escape route. If he comes, stand here, and it will take us out of here in a more permanent teleportation than I can currently provide.” 
“Cool,” Mei said. “Where does it go?” 
“Let me worry about that,” Red Son said, crossing his arms. “Now the spell. Not that I care but keep in mind that if you lose control at any point during the ritual, he will undoubtedly die.” 
“What?” said Mk, shielding the puppet with his hand. 
“No pressure or anything,” Mei muttered. She frowned at the spell. 
“Hurry up, we don’t have all day,” Red Son snapped. 
“You can do this, Mei,” Mk said. “I know you can.” 
That made her crack a smile. They were both so strange. “Thanks Mk.” She seemed to brighten just a little bit. “Alright, let's do this.” She got into position and planted her feet. 
Mk hurried forward and placed the puppet in the middle of the circle, gently brushing ash from the spot so there was a clear spot to place it down. He then scurried out of the ring, cursing as the hem of his hanfu caught fire. He stamped it out, giving a big bright smile when Red Son glared at him. 
Mei took a breath, closing her eyes. She placed the palms of her hands together in a meditative movement, then her eyes snapped open and she stared with intense focus at the puppet on the ground. “Ready.”  
Red Son nodded. He lifted his hand, breathed and released the puppet from the seal. 
It was an awful twisting, crumpling moment, then there the puppet stood at its full size. Its one eye blinked. 
“Now!” Red Son yelled. 
Fire exploded over them. 
Red Son thought just in time to yank Mk behind him to shield him from it. Red Son planted his feet, nearly slipping from the force of it. 
“A bit of overkill,” he said through gritted teeth as he held the fire at bay. She likely didn’t hear him mutter it over the roar of the flames. That had been his intention. He wasn’t stupid enough to interrupt her focus on purpose. 
The puppet cowered, shielding its face, but its feet remained glued to the ground, trapped by the spell. The flames washed over it. It wailed. 
“Ignore it!” Red Son yelled to Mei before she could hesitate or ask. “Continue the ritual!” 
The fire burned through layers of the curse. 
“It's working!” Mk spoke like he could see it which was absurd. 
Chains flickered into view. They connected to the puppets wrists and ankles, long and icy and blue. Deep churning gray ones wrapped around the rest of him as though they were holding him together. Those chains were much thinner and weaker than the blue, but both could be handled just fine. One part possession, one part curse. The seals on the chains lit up with light, exposed by the fire. 
The fire flickered green. Red Son grit his teeth and said nothing. 
“You almost got him! Keep going!” Mk yelled. 
“I… am…” Mei grunted, straining and pushing the fire at the puppet, trying to keep it aimed at him. Some of it lashed out to the side, dangerously close to Mk. 
“Focus, Dragon Girl,” Red Son barked. 
“Both of you zip it!” Mei snapped back. “Stop yelling at me-” 
One of the chains cracked. 
“Keep going, you're doing it!” Mk cheered.  
“I asked for quiet please!” 
The puppets' eyes flickered from empty to wide and pained and human. The puppet-like designs on its skin seemed to start to burn off. Its screaming was muffled by the fire. 
“This is really hard!” Mei yelled. 
“Of course it is!” Red Son yelled back. “Keep going!” 
A chain snapped. 
“You’re doing it, Mei! You’re doing it!” 
“Yeah!” Mei cheered. Her power surged and pressed firmer against the curse. 
Red Son hadn’t sensed anything, perhaps due to the massive surge of power in front of him. But quite unexpectedly he exhaled and his breath was visible, even with the flames in front of him. 
He snapped his head up to look at the sky to find frosty clouds looming above them and closing in. The air behind where the fire was not was growing cold.
Red Son hadn’t felt him coming. 
They needed to leave. Now. 
“Dragon girl! Stop the fire! We need to go-!” 
He landed a short distance away at the edge of the space and the mountain shook with the impact. 
Red Son stumbled, on his feet, some of the fire escaping past him and over to Mk. 
The fire vanished. 
“Mk, grab Liú,” Mei barked. If Red Son wasn’t distracted he might have been proud of her authoritative voice, clearly reminiscent of his own. 
Mk jumped into action and ran forward, jumping over rocks. He scooped the puppet off the ground, and bolted back to Red Son. 
The figure that filled Red Son with such dread started forward. 
The fire blasted into existence again, all of it focused on the possessed creature. 
“Leave it! We need to go!” Red Son yelled. He and Mk were already standing in the escape route, they just needed Mei. 
Chains flickered. 
Red Son realized that his uncle was walking into the circle they’d made for the puppet. 
Chains, white freezing chains, thin and thick, wrapping around every limb, tight around every movement. There looked to be hundreds of them, some of them thicker than some tree trunks Red Son had seen, and only getting bigger, as they stretched out of sight. They wrapped around his wrists, his arms, his ankles, his legs, his tail, his throat, his torso, his head. 
Every single chain link from big to small had a seal on it. 
The horror that Red Son felt choked him for a moment. 
“Wait!” Mei yelled. “Do you see that? Maybe I can-” 
“YOU CAN’T!” Red Son roared. “LEAVE IT, MEI.”
He could see her hesitate. It was a split second of her really truly considering… Then she growled. With a frustrated yell, she hurled as much fire as she could at their pursuer before she abandoned the circle and sprinted towards where Red Son and Mk stood. 
“Hurry!” Mk held out his arm to her. “He’s right behind you!” 
Mei didn’t glance back, she just launched herself forward, leaping at them. 
Red Son slammed his hand onto the ground on top of the spell to activate it seeing her trajectory. He didn’t pray that he’d timed it right, he knew he had. 
That was the moment that everything went wrong. 
Mei was jerked backward, the Possessed catching the back of her hanfu. 
Mk lunged out of the circle and tackled him.
Mei was catapulted forward and bowled into Red Son, knocking him off his feet and partially out of the spell. 
The possessed moved forward, Mei lunged for Mk, the spell activated just as she touched him and the mountaintop exploded. 
The impact of Red Son hitting the ground face-first nearly knocked him out. It left him dizzy and disoriented for a moment. 
He pushed himself up and staggered to his feet. 
He looked for Mei first, expecting her to be a short distance away, buried by rubble or fighting his uncle, but very suddenly realized several things: 
He wasn’t atop the mountain any longer. He was beside a running river, surrounded by trees. It was damp, not as dry, there was no ash or flame to be found.
He couldn’t feel the warmth of his fire at all, which meant it was no longer in close proximity with him.
His uncle, Mei and Mk were nowhere to be found. 
His fire was gone. 
Red Son punched a tree, splitting a fist-shaped hole into the wood. 
Then he wordlessly screamed at the sky for more than a few reasons but mainly because that had really hurt. 
Imbeciles.
| beginning | next (coming...sometime...) |
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thesweetnessofspring · 8 months
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Sing You Back Home by thesweetnessofspring - COMPLETE
[read from beginning / read chapter four]
Rating: M
Pairing: Katniss Everdeen/Peeta Mellark
Summary: After the war, Katniss returns to Twelve with her family and Gale following close behind. When Haymitch tells her that Peeta plans to move to District Four after his therapy is complete in the Capitol, Katniss has to figure out how to rebuild her life without her dandelion in the spring.
Chapter Four:
We sleep the whole night. We wake to shift from one position to the other, one of us rousing and turning, leading the other to follow before fading back into our dreams. In mine, I’m in my woods with leaves illuminated by the sunlight and someone follows my lead on the path to the lake. I can’t see their face or hear their voice, but their presence warms me over.
The sun has risen by the time I finally open my eyes to see curtains fluttering with the breeze. Peeta and I spoon into one another and his arm lays across my waist. I take hold of his hand and notice a circular scar around his wrist from the handcuffs he dug into his skin to keep himself from letting the hijacking take over. 
Before I can consider what I’m doing, I trace along the tracks of these marks, deep in the memory of those days in the sewers and the basement and the pain Peeta put himself through to stay grounded in reality. Other than the quick and confusing voting for the new Hunger Games, those days had also been the last time until yesterday Peeta and I had looked into one another’s eyes or touched. How broken we had been, how much we had still needed one another. And this morning here we were, laying together, seemingly as if none of that had happened. But it had, I think as I place a feather-light kiss on Peeta’s wrist, and we have the scars to show for it.
Continue reading on ao3.
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babycatlix · 2 years
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Gifsets of Lee Felix ↳ instructor lix pt. 2 – skz code ep. 19 | DO NOT REPOST
bonus +: poor bbokari 😅
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starbuck · 3 months
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got a BUNCH of mundane tasks done today that i have not had time for for weeks and i am SO grateful!
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leetm · 5 months
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it's a blessing to still be here. everytime i think i'm not capable, i prove myself wrong. again and again, i overcome my fears. i am capable. i am enough.
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marcmorrigan · 4 months
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ending this year the way i started it: loving the way they love 💕
OCs, he/him for rauel and they/them for seyva
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dezimaton · 9 months
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Last artfight of the season!
Character belongs to: @darlingbundoodles
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detentiontrack · 5 months
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Something about having to go no contact with a parent that people don’t talk about is how with every life achievement, you think about what it would be like to tell them
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keen2meecha · 10 months
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Shoutout to @ashen-crest for tagging me in this one, thank you! <3
Rules: post the last seven sentences you wrote, then tag seven people!
This one is from LITS, when Hana follows Kikimora on instagram and Kikimora goes down a rabbit hole lol
It was months into her post history before Kikimora found something that didn't look professionally taken. It was a grainy selfie taken at night with only a streetlight for lighting. It was also the only picture where Hana was truly grinning, face wrinkled and eyes squinted. It took Kikimora a moment to place the others in the shot. If it weren't for Killian's long blond hair, she might not have recognized the band that Hana had eaten brunch with before at all. Idly, she wondered if the shitty quality was on purpose, to make it hard to identify the group. The caption read, "Alexa, play How to Save a Life by the Fray #friendsversary".
Tagging (as usual no pressure!): @vacantgodling, @stesierra, @aziz-reads, @cilly-the-writer, @zmwrites, @sapphic-story, and @etddivine
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asshuka · 5 months
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no.1 gust of arrows
commissions 🌠 ko-fi 🌠 patreon
some crops under the cut!
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arthur-kilgore · 1 month
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I've been working on what I will vaguely describe as a creative community project and after hitting a major milestone damn near 6 months in the works I am just so happy and proud of everyone involved - friends who were there from the beginning, and those who joined partway through that I have been so grateful to get to know as friends too <3
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carcarrot · 10 months
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hollywood bowl btw. if you even care
my most expensive event ever??? no one ended up buying my extra tickets. and i flew here and got a hotel room and the shoes and etc but concerts are forever!!!!! especially this one
friend and i worked HARD to nail our ron and russ looks. so many people complimented us and took our picture
got TWO official sparks shirts and the socks. they didnt have the pins :(
also got a hollywood bowl christmas tree ornament :)
tmbg show was SUPER FUN. but also very loud and a little harsh sound wise. they thanked sparks twice for having them open for them
sparks don't address tmbg at all when they come out lmao
the energy for the sparks show was insane from the start they were really giving it all
really hoping theres video of this little hip sway move russell did near the end of so may we start. really enjoyed it
he did a similar move during the groovy instrumental part of when im with you think. he was selling it
unlike ny this time i managed to remember to watch for russells shirt unbuttoning during shopping mall of love. all thoughts are redacted
the concert goes by so fast!!!! but what a time
stood up for music that you can dance to and just kept standing/bouncing for the rest of the show
no escalator :((((((
russell's weirdly long intro to we go dancing. thanks for the intricate context abt north korea
russell saying 'that looks beautiful!' in between lyrics of all that when everyone held up their phones w the flashlight on
edgar taking the band photo :)))))
weird al was also allegedly there (did not see him) and christi haydon was there (i was too shy to talk to her but she looked so fab)
just a general incredible energy of the show you could tell they made the hollywood bowl show so special
got a weird bootleg sparks shirt after the concert from a weird guy
#I LOVED THE SHOWWW#being further back as in not front row meant i could really take in the spectacular light show it was amazing#ok now im sorry but . time to be me abt this#idk what it was if it was the bit of rosé i had or what but there were really some moments where i was like 😵‍💫🥴😳🫠. you know#there were a few times i think russ made eye contact w me i think. considering i was pretty noticeable in the suit#BUT. in the continuing saga of this.#had my letter in a rose bouquet and i was prepared to give it#made my around to where the garden boxes were separated from the poor circle#but the security people were just like no. you cant!#so i was like. now what . my friend offered to throw the bouquet and maybe we should have done that but i dont think we were close enough#so we walked around the bowl but god bless i had zero idea where backstage would have been#not as easy as beacon theatre stage doors#so we returned to our hotel but not before buying a couple bootleg sparks shirts ill take a pic and post it#either life is trying to tell me something or i should go for third times the charm and use the fan club address#we will see. but overall great show and such a fun time#ron was also havin fun during shopping mall of love#and did a great full grinning ron shuffle#whew ok. if i think of more ill talk abt it plus ill post some of me videos n photos#i was also going all out singing as youd expect. it was great#spars#EDITING MY TAGS I FORGOT TO MENTION TUMMY. WE LOVE TO SEE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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unproduciblesmackdown · 4 months
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winston sees it coming b/c he's been around here for at least 5 sec which is enough &/or half is deliberately baiting everyone as another parting flipoff and he suffers through & is upset by all the measures taken but is then just ready like oh we'll just put it All out there, his shit sure but then also an exposé on any & everyone's bullshit that he's been aware of, which seems to be aplenty, and you know, like has a lawyer ready and shit but like yeah deal with (a) that PR where [also if he can include the exposé on what they've been doing to him / are trying to do to him Right Now] plus all that other bullshit is shockingly going to be what any randos & third parties care about rather than "but...he's sooo annoying :(...but we refuse to fuck him :(...but he could be taller :(..." and then (b) we could have Themes where Everyone has to still deal with even the potential consequence of their own actions that is looking in a mirror for a minute while they try to take down prince (plus another potential shakeup to those efforts in this, besides those of just waiting around on / letting wendy & etc take their shots at it) but instead of that it is more important to billions that we get an episode about how fun it is that wags is so cool
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laurent-ofvere · 2 years
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What was the line change with Jord?
him and aimeric were talking about laurent and Jord was thinking about what it means to him to serve under him/his respect for him etc. the original line was "he's my king" and it got changed to "he's my prince"
which makes ??? NO SENSE?? laurent is everybody's prince, thats just his rank, it means literally nothing special its just a statement of fact. to claim laurent as his king IN THIS POLITICALLY CHARGED TIME WHERE LAURENT IS BEHING CHALLENGED AND UNDERMINED AS THE FUTURE KING LEFT AND RIGHT AND TO UNABASHEDLY CLAIM THIS MAN AS YOUR KING IS A STATEMENT AND IS SIGNIFICANT AND IT MEANS SOMETHING AND WHAT IN THE WORLD HOW AM I STILL ANNOYED AND CONFUSED
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