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horizontwinflames · 6 months
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Some quick studies I did of buff Aloy in this alternative universe a time ago. This is how she'll look on the Forbidden West act in front. I'm using real professional wrestler women as references for this.
Also, yeah, in the FW act she's tired... like, really mentally tired.
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xroguerose · 4 months
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domi091 · 2 months
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The Struggle of Parting Ways
Tails knew Sonic never cried, it just wasn't him, even if Tails had the chance to witness him tearing up once or twice in his short life, but never cried, his eyes shined sometimes, with emotions more than tears, but they never spell, they well up his eyes and steadily stay there until he blinks them away or they dry of sheer will and stubbornness, that was just his brother, that's how he handled his feelings.
Sonic never cries, and he didn't cry when they sat in silence on the floor in Tails's room, packing up the yellow bag that used to carry their whole life and everything to Sonic's name before they settled in the workshop, tails wasn't going to take it at first, he wanted to grow, he wanted to be his own person, he was taking the cyclone instead of the tornado, he wanted to feel like himself and grow into his full potential without any influence, even Sonic's, especially Sonic's
But the rational part of his brain told him that if anything was going to hold him back it certainly wouldn't be their bag, a piece of worn-out fabric, holding more memories than any other item they have now,
and maybe, just maybe a tiny part of his brain wanted it, wanted to have something of theirs, of sonics, to keep with him for reassurance, it was a childish part, a traitorous one, but his fight over it was weak.
When Sonic showed up at his door holding the bag in his hand and offering to help him pack up before his trip, tails couldn't say no, sonic smiled at him, one of his signature grins almost too natural for the situation,
He didn't cry when he stood in the hangar with a less wide smile but a smile nonetheless still planted in his face, quietly watching tails do the last of many checks on the cyclone and putting away all the things he needed.
There weren't many words to be said, they already had that talk, and soon, the quietness became too much to bear. He was too familiar with Sonic's behavior by now, and could always sense the unsaid words that Sonic struggled to voice or refused to say out loud. However, this time, he felt the weight of the unspoken words in the air around them, and for the first time in a while, he couldn't fill the gaps. He could feel Sonic's gaze on him, and he tried his best not to fidget under the intense scrutiny. When he finally mustered the courage to look up at him again, he found Sonic's arms open and his expression soft. too soft tails almost looked away, He hesitated for a few seconds but soon gave in when Sonic gestured for him to come closer.
Sonic didn't cry as he pulled Tails into the hug, not even when his arms tightened around him too much it was almost painful. He cradled the back of Tails' head with his palm, just like he used to do years ago. sonic remained silent as Tails buried his wet nose in his shoulder and cried, despite his best efforts.
He didn't cry sending him off, tails turned on the engine and nodded when Sonic gave him a thumbs up after checking the way in front of him, all clear.
Tails soared into the sky, he blamed the tears welling up in his eyes on the crisp morning air hitting his face too fast, the fact that his eyes got used to it long ago to tear up went ignored, and the fact that he was wearing his goggles completely forgotten, tails didn't want to look back, not now, not at the start of his own journey, not when he probably looked miserable and childish right now, not when that was exactly what he was trying to grow out of, but he couldn't fight the strong feeling that washed over him, forming a lump in his throat, a tiny voice in his head, sounding suspiciously like his younger self, told him that one last look at his brother won't hurt, one last glance for the road, for good luck, for extra comfort, for the cold nights, he turned.
And he saw him, still standing at the hanger door almost too far to see but Tail's trained eyes didn't miss the small shake in his shoulders, sonic was covering his eyes with his palm and his face was looking down, whether Sonic thought tails was too far away to see him anymore or if he just couldn't hold it any longer tails didn't know, but it was too much to witness.
so he looked back ahead trying and failing to swallow the lump away, he pretended that he didn't see anything and that his eyes were clear and not too blurry to see through, years of practice and the way ahead of him memorized like the back of his paw was the only thing keeping the plane airborne.
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pomme--bleuet · 22 days
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BBH Hollow Knight doodle (I know it's messy it's just practice so I can improve)
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gtbutterfly · 18 days
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hide - gt one shot
hey, so I tried writing a one shot in an hour. I want to write more one shots like this in the future, so feel free to let me know whet you think of this one and what I can improve. criticism is appreciated.
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It had just begun and I was already out of breath. We were frantically running around looking for places to hide. We were in a forest during early fall on a cool night, all the leaves were on the ground, crunching under our feet. I ended up hiding in a bush, next to a friend of mine. I didn’t know where anyone else hid. It was dark outside, so no matter where, it should have been hard to find them, at least, for most humans. Soon, almost thirty seconds had passed. We couldn’t quite hear the footsteps in the distance, but we could feel them in the ground.  The vibrations were like feeling the face of the drum when it’s hit. They buzzed through our bones as the source of them got closer. Soon, we could hear the creature's footsteps thumping as they hit the ground. My friend was nervous, he had his hands over his mouth to cover the sound of his heavy breathing, which didn’t work very well. His breathing got louder and faster as we heard a scream in the distance. It just claimed its first victim. Then, the vibrations and footsteps got closer and closer. I could barely see the outline of the creature, standing as tall as the trees, their eyes scanning the ground and glimmering in the moonlight. I ran. I started sprinting as fast as I could from the bush, not wanting my partner's breathing to give me away. 
“Hey!” he yelled at me, shocked at my fleeing. I heard them scream as they were caught moments later, but I didn’t dare look back to witness their fate; I kept running and running, trying to distance myself from the large being.
I kept running until I got to a ditch in the ground. I got down on my stomach to hide from the entity that was chasing me. As I looked up from where I was at the naked trees above me. Someone else was hiding in them, sitting on a thick branch and clinging to the trunk. My guess is that they thought since the creature would be looking on the ground, it would be smart to hide up high. Unfortunately for them, it followed the direction I ran in. The white highlights of its eyes were visible from the dozens of yards away where they were standing, and glaring straight at the person in the tree with no emotion at all. The person in the tree panicked as it started to move towards them. They tried to climb down so they could run, going down branch from branch, but they grabbed one that was too weak to hold them. They let out a blood-curdling scream as they fell. I closed my eyes so I wouldn’t see them hit the ground, but they never did. I never heard the sound of bones cracking, or they’re body hitting the ground, or their groans of pain. I opened my eyes. The creature caught her. She was in their hand, shaking but unhurt, as it looked down at her. I quietly got up and started running again the the creature was preoccupied. I counted the number of victims that the entity had claimed. The only people left were me, and some other person. I happened to run into them while sprinting through the forest. After we both processed the pain of the impact, they whispered.
“What are you doing here? This is my hiding spot,” They asked,
“I’m trying to avoid them, we’re the only two left,” I whispered back,
“Well go somewhere else,” they said, “I don’t need you attracting them to me,” Just then, the entity was heard stepping towards us. I looked behind me to see it smiling, practically a couple of steps away from us with its size. “Damnit!”
We both started running as fast as we could, the creature basically seconds away from grabbing us off the ground. Unfortunately, the person I was running aside from had always been a faster runner than me, and I had been running this whole time, so I was already tired. It looked like I was a goner, about to be snatched up by the creature at any second. But then, the other person tripped on the root of a tree. I immediately passed them and heard their yelling from behind me as they were picked up by the entity. I was the last survivor. The winner. All I had to do was get home-
THUD! “Owww!”
I rolled my foot on a rock and fell to the ground. I skinned my arms trying to stop myself from falling. Slowly, the entity stood over me. I started breathing heavily as its white eyes glared at me from above. My arms ached in pain as I held them. It got on its knees, staring at me with its large eyes. It opened its mouth…
“Oh my goodness, are you ok? Your arms look like they need to be bandaged,” the giant said, looking worriedly at me. They helped me up with their index finger. 
 “I fine, big guy, just some scraps,” I said, dusting myself off. “That was a pretty good game. You really good at hide and seek,”
“I didn’t go too far again, did I” they asked, embarrassed,
“Of course not, you did great,” I said. Then, there was a muffled voice coming from the giant’s pocket;
“Hey, is the game over? Can we come out?”
“Oh, yeah, sorry, of course,” The giant pulled their “victims” out of their pocket and gently placed them on the ground with his palm. 
“Bro, why did you run away like that at the bush?” The person I was hiding with earlier asked me.
“Your breathing gave us away,” I said,
“Would you have done that if we were really being chased by a giant monster?” he asked,
“Well, probably if I'm being honest.”
“Scew you,” He said, turning away from me. The girl that fell out of the tree looked up at the giant.
“Thanks for catching me back there, I’m not good with climbing trees,” She said,
“No problem, anytime,” the giant said, smiling at her. The last person besides me to get caught scoffed,
“Why do you always have to be it when we play games like this?” They asked the giant. “Uh, because I’d be really easy to find?” the giant shrugged,
“Fine, let's go again, and have you be one of the hiders this time, just to make sure.” they crossed their arms.
“Nah, it's getting late, let's go home.” one of my friends said. 
“Yeah,” said someone else.
“Need me to carry you guys?” the giant asked us. We all nodded. So they picked us all up again, and we went home.
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caramelcove · 5 days
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I'm not satisfied with my coloring or shading 😭
Here's my attempt at throwing anything on the canvas
If there's anything you like or dislike in these PLEASEJDG tell me
And you have any tutorials please do not be shy 🤲 share
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pjowrites · 21 days
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New Brother?
platonic clarisse x reader, platonic Percy x sister reader. Poseidon!reader definitely not my best work. Mix of show and book.
You had been the only Child of Poseidon for your whole life, or that’s what you thought. A couple days ago you were training with your friend Clarisse. You had become friends with her when you were both unclaimed for several reasons mostly because you were both trying so hard to be noticed by your godly parents, and because you both were really good fighters. When you decided to take a break because neither of you could seem to win, without using powers, there was a group of girls gossiping about something you didn’t catch much, but it was enough to gain interest in whatever was going on. “Yeah a Minotaur… by himself?…” “what’s going on?” One of the girls turned to face you. “A new kid killed a Minotaur!” You tried to think there hadn’t been any new kids the past couple days. “What new kid?” “I don’t know his name. Um… he’s got dark hair, probably 12ish” you were walking with clarisse later that day when you saw him. “Come on clar. You don’t need to preform the ‘welcome to camp ceremony’ on every new camper… do you?” Clarisse let out a short laugh “it’s not a ceremony and no. Just on ones that think they’re better than everyone.” You rolled your eyes “I’m just going to watch then.” You weren’t even paying attention, you just started talking to Luke. The next time you saw him was at capture the flag. You had been on patrol when you saw Luke coming by with… the flag? You ran to get ahead and stop them which you did, but being the best swordsman in camp gave Luke several advantages. Also there was no water near by, and you were banned from causing earthquakes during capture the flag. By the time you got to the river where Percy and clarisse had fought Luke had made it across and the was a Trident above Percy’s head. Now you no longer had the cabin to yourself, but it was nice to have a sibling, for the most part. “Percy, where is my… what are you doing with that?” Percy was holding your stuffed dolphin toy, your only thing you brought from your home, pretended not to know what you were talking about with a smirk on his face. “What? this toy dolphin?” “Yes, give it back.” Percy’s smirk was growing. “Is this your stuffed animal y/n? I thought you were a teenager not a baby.” “Says the guy who drools in his sleep.”
Reblogs are appreciated, I love comments (especially constructive criticism), I love everything Percy Jackson.
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atokirina-tsuki · 3 months
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He can't help it
Ao'nung x Sully!Reader
hii, first one-shot here! FEEDBACK WELCOME!
Summary: despite teasing and taunts, feelings come to surface,
Ao'nung laughs as tears sting your eyes. You turn, dejected, tail swishing lowly between your legs. Honestly, moving to Awa'atlu excited you greatly, all to be ruined by the prejudice of the Olo'eyktan's son.
Your family's new marui had Tuk's toys scattered, and your mother sat in the middle of the chaos, calmly making your family's dinner with the fish your brothers had caught. You composed yourself as you stepped inside.
"Ma'ite! How was your day?" Your mother never failed to make sure her kids were ok. She was the one you went to when you cried as a child, your father more of a captain than a dad.
You nod, a gentle smile forming, "It was good Mama." Every one of the Sullys knew you were soft. Gentle smiles, soft tones, and light hands. They never hesitated to protect you, despite you being the eldest daughter.
As the rest of your family filled the home, you sat by Tuk, who was chattering excitedly about the shells she found along the shore with Tsireya.
Kiri sits quietly, and Lo'ak and Neteyam enter the marui in a burst of noise, talking about today's successful hunt.
You laugh quietly to yourself, delighted by how quickly your family settled into the Metkayina way.
That night, surrounded by your family, you never felt more at peace.
The peace was only a brief respite from the drama between you and Ao'nung. It's not just the Sullys who know you are soft. The whole Metkayina clan slowly comes to notice this. Forced to move on from your siblings, he instead taunts the gentle Sully.
You can't help but let the tears build, despite knowing he isn't worth it. You pull your weight at the village, nowhere near useless as you transport shells and help with weaving, even sometimes helping the Tsahik, Ao'nung's mother, with healing the wounded.
You couldn't fathom why he felt the need to attack you. Maybe it was because you didn't notice the soft smiles that appeared so uncharacteristically on his face as he watched you, kind and polite, never complaining.
He can't help but feel towards you. He can't help the purplish hue to his cheeks, can't help anything, and he can't control himself.
He wants you. He wants your endless patience directed at him. He wants to be the one to feel your soft hands on his cheeks, caressing him as the weight he carries finally leaves his shoulders.
He sees you.
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You find tranquility under a grove of palm trees on a cliff overlooking the sea. You tuck your knees comfortably to your chest, looking out over the endless expanse of blue.
The peace does not last long as a Metkayina body comes crashing through the leaves. Your eyes widen in shock as they turn, revealing the flushed face of Ao'nung, who lies down, staring at the sky, not noticing your presence, a mere foot away from him.
Slowly though, he feels your presence and turns his head to meet your golden eyes. His own aqua-blue ones enlarge as he scrambles up, determined not to let you see his vulnerability.
"Don't mind me." You break the silence, "I'm here for the view." Ao'nung slowly looks past you, at the ocean. He scoots closer, and you both are watching the sea, the waves entrancing you.
"I'm sorry." You turn to find Ao'nung's head ducked in shame, eyes downcast.
"Why?" You ask. He blinks, "I was cold to you." "Cold doesn't even begin to describe it." You mutter, but his short, pointed ears pick it up anyway.
"Either way, I am sorry. I don't expect you to accept the apology, but I want you to know I'm sorry." He looks like he's about to cry, and your chest constricts.
"It's ok, you know." You look at the sky. "I'm a new person, from a different tribe, who knows virtually nothing about your culture, and yet here I am, taking place among your clan. You shouldn't like me."
Ao'nung ducks his head down again. "It's not that." You look at him questioningly. "It's because... it's because I see you." He all but whispers this, eyes red and face, shameful.
You smile, a soft smile bright on your face. "You're in luck then." He glances up at you "I see you too Ao'nung." Because despite the teasing, and the taunts, you couldn't help but find Ao'nung as amazing as he found you.
You saw him too.
Ao'nung can't control the delighted laugh that escapes him. He lifts you up, spinning you around, eventually bringing you close as you rest your foreheads against each other. Your small, thin hands caress his face lightly, and he feels his burdens disappear.
Just like he imagined.
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cup1dxzs · 1 year
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Darling little puppet
Wally Darling X Reader
It had been an early Saturday morning, the kind of morning in which the mourning dove could faintly be heard cooing from a tree it chose to perch upon and the morning sun slowly rising to shine it’s light across the land.
You’d decided to lounge around in the living room of your decently sized abode, located in the suburbs but not too far from the city yet not too close, it was just right in your opinion. For now you decided to pick up on a little doodle you had been doing just the night before, the silence of your living space had made you a little bit anxious so you’d settle on grabbing the remote to your Tv and leave a show running as some background noise to help keep you at bay.
Smiling fondly at the show, it somehow made you feel nostalgic and reminiscent of your younger years where your only concern had been getting home in time to watch the newest episode of your favorite show, the good ol’ times as you would put it. Finally breaking gaze from the screen you’d go back to your drawing as well, giggling a little bit as you’d felt similar to the blue haired fellow you saw just a second ago, leaving your current drawing of a blue jay bird unfinished you’d flip the page of the sketchbook and began your new journey of drawing the unnamed puppet.
‘Jeez am I really obsessing over a children’s show? I should get out more often…’ You thought to yourself as you snickered a little bit at your strange antics, maybe you should actually get out more often? But I mean who could even blame you? This life was as cozy as it could get, you were content with how things seemed to be going so far, laying down your pencil you’d look back up at the Tv in hopes to see your muse for the artistic drawing and in your favor there he was!
“Hello neighbor, I’m finally finished up with my painting, do you like it? Isn’t it just the most!” The pompadour adorning puppet spoke as he turned a piece of paper with an Apple drawn onto it, you gave a small grin as you credited yourself for doing such a good drawing despite having little reference as the yellow puppet had barely been on the screen. Finally tuning into the show you grinned at the silliness of the show presented before you, but the more you payed attention to more uneasy you felt, it was a small and slight feeling, only ever happing when that puppets gaze seemed to linger longer than it should’ve, staring right through you, almost as if it could actually see you and was just simply observing you from the inside the Tv.
“I really should get out more…”
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HELLO EVERYONE!! This is indeed my first fanfic I’ve ever written, pls lmk if I should continue, I’m open to requests but Idk how to open my ask box :( hope y’all enjoyed it!! :D
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sketchyherpderp · 1 month
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Taking a break from the cards~ here's some HuskerDust for you! (PS wings are hard 😩)
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im-dehydrated05 · 23 days
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I need help from all the resident lover people because I usually love everyone else’s work, but I really harshly criticize mine, so can you guys tell me if this is good? Should I continue this? Idk man. The Oc takes MC place so yeah…
To Break Away From Fate
This is an OC x RL Story
Something's wrong...
Something's terribly wrong.
I keep remembering — I keep remembering.
My heart has no pity for me.
I hurt them.
I hurt them because I chose them.
What happened? How did this happen? I only thought it was a joke. I thought that Bella had finally gone mad from all the stress and work she did.
I just wanted to help.
I didn't believe in it. In the loops, the school being a cult, but then I started to remember the other time lines and all the outcomes. I felt sick; I didn't want this, but fate didn't give you a choice.
SHE didn't give you a choice.
Miranda: "We belong together, don't you understand? It doesn't matter how many times you resist me or how many times I have to restart; the loop will only stop when you are who you are meant to be. When you finally come back to me, that is what fate has planned for us."
I almost laughed at her words, "When you are who you are meant to be," after I chose her. She wants me to change completely to be like the ghost of her lover.
I finally chose her.
I chose her so many times, and yet...
YOU'RE NOT GOOD ENOUGH...
And suddenly, all that sadness turned to ANGER.
"I don't give a fuck about your Fate."
I clenched my fists so tightly that I felt like I might draw blood from my palms with my nails.
I almost wish I did.
You deserved it.
"They didn't deserve that, and you know that. I'll never be that woman you fell in love with, and you know it."
And just like that, the facade Miranda had been putting up shattered in an instant. Once she discovered that it wasn't 'me', her face immediately turned cold. She made her way toward me.
Miranda: "I see... this loop seems to be another failure."
I backed away from her, a startled look on my face as I looked around her office. I knew what those words meant, and I knew exactly what came next, but where was she—
?: "That's too bad. I was finally starting to like this version of you."
A deep voice behind me said. There was an ease in her tone, like she was amused by the boldness of my words. As if she had been here the whole time.
My breath hissed as I turned slowly, thinking maybe I could talk my way out of this. If she kills me...
I don't want to forget everything.
You'll forget.
Rᴜɴ
Tᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏʀᴇsᴛ...
sᴀғᴇ
"What the hell?"
My vision became blurry as a strange voice called out to me. My mind dissociated, seeing a vision of a small lake surrounded by trees.
Tʜᴇ ғᴏʀᴇsᴛ
I groaned, my vision finally coming back. Mia's knife was the first thing I saw as she swung it at me. My body jerked back as my hand grabbed onto the blade, pulling Mia towards me before I delivered a kick to her stomach, knocking the air out of her. I didn't even feel the blood running down my palm as the adrenaline built up in my body.
Rᴜɴ
An exit I need to get out of here, but Miranda and Mia were blocking the only door, so I did what any person under the influence of adrenaline would do... I jumped out the window, but not before getting attacked by Cornelius, who scratched my face, leaving a nasty cut on my cheek. I smacked him away, finally jumping out of the office and sprinting towards the forest. My body moved on its own, taking several turns before it finally stopped. I hunched over, catching my breath, before looking around.
It was the lake��the lake I saw before.
A feeling of comfort and safety overwhelmed me as I walked closer to the lake. I tilted my head, looking at my reflection in the water. My tired self could only manage to lift my eyebrows in surprise, my expression shifting to a frown as I got on my knees to get a better look at my reflection.
It was me.
Yeah, no shit... but my clothes looked different—a 1960s type of style.
"What?"
I reached my hand toward my reflection. My hand touched the water, dyeing the water red. I hissed at the pain, finally feeling the wounds that were inflicted on me. My hand didn't pass the surface of the water, leaving me confused until my reflection smiled softly at me. My soul almost left my body as I jumped back.
"What the fuck!"
It was quiet for a second before I heard a merry laugh coming from the lake.
"Wᴇʟʟ, ʜᴇʟʟᴏ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏᴏ."
I didn't dare to move at this point, questioning if I was going insane... already.
"Hᴇʟʟᴏ, ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ?"
"Okey, so I have officially gone insane."
I let out a shaky sigh before standing up and wobbling back to the lake, feeling dizzy. My reflection tilted her head, a frown on her face.
"Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ."
I nodded very carelessly, the words not really processing in my head. I felt a cold sensation all over my body, my muscles aching as I lay down next to the lake, trying to listen to whatever my reflection was saying.
"Sᴏ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴛᴇʟʟ, I'ᴍ ʏᴏᴜ, ʙᴜᴛ, ᴡᴇʟʟ, ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ. I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴘᴀsᴛ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛʟʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ sᴏᴜʟ sɪɴᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ I'ᴍ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ—"
I steadyed my breath, feeling like I was having difficulty breathing, and closed my eyes when my vision was going black on the edges.
"Sᴏ I ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ sɪɴᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴀsᴛ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ɪs Bᴜᴅʀɪᴏʟɪ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴍᴇ sɪɴᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀɴᴄᴇsᴛᴏʀs ᴡᴇʀᴇ—"
The sound of pounding blocked the voice speaking to me, and I could hear my heart slowly stopping before everything was quiet.
It was quite, still, so peaceful...
Until a voice broke the peaceful silence and another and another. They're here again. Too many voices. Too many memories. They all overlapped over one another, and then... they started to make sense.
"...Eva!!"
"We'll bring her back..."
"—choose you every time-"
"Romeo-"
"—star.."
"...worried about you-"
"—wait in the car for me—"
"...no matter where we go-"
"—roses look good on you..."
"you were going to leave-"
"...Italian will do won't it?"
"—I won't let you go..."
"...believe me..."
"—love and be loved."
"—doesn't matter how many times I have to do this, who you go to, what you do, I will reset this as many times as I fucking HAVE TO!
*beep*
*beep*
*beep*
Drenched in sweat and with a racing heart, Aurora jolted up, finally waking up. She looked around the room, a sigh leaving her lips as she noticed she was in her dorm room.
.
.
.
Wait a minute. Shouldn't she be back with her friends in the apartment? She shouldn't be at the university yet.
"What the hell is going on?"
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max-makes-art · 2 months
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Feel free to give me feedback - the faster I see what I’m doing wrong, the faster I can improve!!
My stylus died so take this Jazz wip
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(this is for the Jazz-centred fic I’ve got cooking up in my brain ofc, why else would I be making MORE sad Jazz stuff)
It is currently 3 am in the uk and I have to get up for work at 7, istg this happens every sunday night.
Anyways hope you enjoy my first post of 2024
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xroguerose · 4 months
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Faux III.
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chupapijules14 · 4 months
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Ampora posting, he looks good imo ;PP
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erm if there's any critique on the pose I'll be happy to take it :,]]
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intrawebs · 4 months
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Ancient History
[ao3 link]
As Martyn landed on the cherry leaf floor, he cackled in a way Ren had never heard. It was cruel and cold and barely a laugh at all. In this foreign body, Ren’s hearing felt permanently muffled, yet that laugh grated like nothing ever before.
Martyn looked different now. He had floppy dog’s ears and a long tail, his smile an excuse to show off sharpened teeth, sword drawn and crouched low as he circled Ren. Martyn’s eyes were a mix of anger and victory.
He looked like the Red King.
Ren tried not to cry.
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Scar remembered eons ago, falling in love. A man in a poncho, fingers covered with cookie crumbles, scream-laughing as three of his friends exploded into bloody bits.
Today, Scar’s eyes were locked onto that same man. Grian placed the third skull and jumped backwards. As electric blue lit up his features, and that same delirium appeared on his face, Scar thought he had never looked more beautiful.
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Guy meeting Honey Headcanons (Ft. Geordi)
i REALLY wanted to write this as a oneshot but I can’t write oneshots, so hopefully this isn’t bad? It’s also my first time writing dialogue so go easy on me? Maybe? Constructive criticism is encouraged, and GENERAL headcanons will either. be released tonight or tomorrow since I still have to write DAMN headcanons
Also this features the headcanon that “Geordi and Guy are friends”
- Okay well to start these off
- Guy and Honey attended the same college within the same year, but neither ever noticed each other
- Until Honey and their “friends” (Honey would call them acquaintances) ordered a pizza while having a sleepover
- Guy, wanting a little more pay, took the order and drove over to the designated address
- Honey was busy complaining to their friends about how expensive the pizza was compared to another pizzeria’s pizza, but they already ordered it, so it’s not like they could cancel it
- Even though they very much could
- Guy eventually made it to the address after 15 minutes, and rang the bell
- One of Honey’s friends piped up and said “Since you’re not willing to play Smash with us, why don’t you get the pizza?
- It was supposed to be a joke, but Honey was willing to do it if it meant they didn’t have to hear anyone else yell about falling off the stage
- Honey gathered the money, still muttering about “expensive and shitty pizza”. Although they were going to tip the delivery guy because it was a quick delivery.
- When the door opened, Guy couldn’t help but stare at the absolutely gorgeous sight displayed in front of him. Honey hadn’t looked at him yet, making sure they had the right amount of money
- “It’s $31.89, right? Seems pretty expensive, especially for 2 boxes of pizza.” Honey couldn’t help but unconsciously pout, which only made Guy blush a tad bit harder.
- “Uh, no! No it’s actually just uh, $15! We’re currently, uh, having a discount on Thursdays so it’s just $15.” His lie wasn’t obvious, but it was ridiculous.
- “Really?” Honey looked at him for the first time, and took the tie to stop counting the money to look for any hint of a joke on his face. “But the lady on the phone said-”
- “Oh she’s new, she doesn’t know about the discounts, we’ll look into it, but yeah it’s a small $15 for tonight!” Guy hated how awkward he was being, but as long as this was the only time he’d have to interact with them, it’s fine.
- But he didn’t want this to be the last time he spoke to them! He delivered to attractive people before, but this was a whole new level of wow. 
- Honey was a bit more content that the pizza was cheaper than they thought, and paid for it without any more complaint, even giving him a $7 tip for telling them about the discount.
- Guy stood at the door for a solid 2 minutes after it shut, still in awe at the person he just saw. 
- ‘What was their name? Are they single? Oh GOD, are they my age or are they some super old person obsessed with looking young?’
- Thoughts raced around his head like a train, until he realized he had to cover the other $16 they didn’t pay because of him.
- The next day, Guy was ranting to his friend about the person he delivered to, describing their appearance as if it were from a poem
- Geordi, his friend, raised an eyebrow and questioned him, “You mean Honey?”
- Guy was surprised Geordi knew someone who fit his description, or in the least knew their name. “Who’s Honey?”
- Geordi looked around the hallway swiftly before pointing to his left. “Them.”
- He glanced to the direction Geordi pointed at, yet only saw a crowd around a locker, before noticing the person from last night being inside of the crowd, opening their locker and chatting with one of their friends, a tiny smile evident on their face
- Guy was in shock with his face read ‘They’re HERE? Then they must be my age. Why is that what I’m worried about, what if I make a fool of myself? What if they don’t remember me? Well no SHIT they don’t remember me I’m just a pizza guy from last night!’
- Geordi, being a chronic overthinker, noticed Guy’s mind was running a mile a minute, and snapped his fingers in front of Guy’s face
- “Y’know you could just…talk to them, right? Honey’s a little off-putting from what I’ve heard, but they’re still just another person here.” Geordi wasn’t lying, Honey usually has a RBF towards anyone they didn’t know- scratch that, Honey usually has a RBF towards everyone, but they were just another student that attended the university, even they knew that.
- “Talk to them? TALK TO THEM?” Guy said that last part a little louder than he wished, so he began to whisper the rest.
- “I can’t just talk to them! I’m not someone you just casually talk to, not even you talk to me casually. How do I even talk to them? Just go up like a 5 year old and ask to be friends?” He whisper-yelled in Geordi’s direction. Geordi would’ve flinched at the tone if Guy wasn’t his panicking best friend of 4 years
- Geordi took a moment to think before responding. “Well, Honey’s a smart person, maybe they’re a tutor? That way you could find a reason to talk to them and get some help with your classes. Lord knows you need the help.”
- Guy chuckled at the joke, or at least he hoped it was.
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This took hours to write so part 2 to the meeting will be released within a week
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