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piggiebonez · 8 months
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board games with the fun uncle
Z*ADRS/PROSHIP DNI kill YORSELF
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blue-rose-soul · 2 months
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So thoughts on Kaledyas Alastor and oc Daughter Serenity. Cuz it just wrenches at my heartstrings
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Aw, Serenity seems very lovely! Murder-y tendencies aside.
...Actually, no, murder-y tendencies included.
This makes for such a sweet and tragic story. That final shot of Alastor's mangled body, the shock on Serenity's face.
Alastor, you fuckin' hypocrite. I find his whole, 'do as I say, not as I do' thing pretty hilarious, but it adds more to the tragedy of the whole thing. Considering how they met, it's not surprising she followed him into Hell. Maybe that's not a bad thing though. At least they have one another.
Could you send me a link to the original artwork so I can link it here?
Edit: The original artist can be found here!
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evilmagician430 · 8 months
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comic about cotard delusion (among other things)
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john-silvers · 1 year
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BLACK SAILS, XVIII
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nsves · 2 years
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NOV. 1ST, 5:55 AM.
RECEIVED CALL ABOUT CONCERN OF POSSIBLE SCREAMING FROM THE CALLER’S HOME. CLASSIFIED CRIME SCENE PHOTOS, STORY STILL DEVELOPING.
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sleights-of-hand · 1 year
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🂡 FIRST ♣  PREV ♠  NEXT
🎲 CHAPTER ♥  ARCHIVE
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fitgof · 19 days
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Alouette held the dagger, still coated in his own blood, into the air above his head. The chanting intensified as Alouette plunged the knife straight into Amy’s heart. He didn’t even hesitate. A piercing scream escaped Amy’s lips.
Searing pain blossomed through her chest as currents of power burst through the blade embedded into her heart. Amy levitated into the air electrified by the energies of all witches– of those who stood before Amy now, and of those from the countless generations who had submitted themselves to the Blood Mages on this sacred ground in time past. 
Amy’s world faded, and there was darkness.
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nanokaiju · 2 years
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Ohh I should probably post these huh
Discotober Days 1-9! Keeping myself on my toes and in practice with ink doodles
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bereft-of-frogs · 2 years
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(Spoiler alert for The Starless Sea idk how long has this been out?)
Ok so yeah The Starless Sea has a bunch of descriptions of a crypt and mummified bodies and “bone, clinging to the last of the flesh that once surrounded it” but truly the most horrifying part, the part I can’t get out of my head, is the idea of drowning in a sea of honey. Like what was that. That was terrifying.
It’s giving me ‘the digestion scene in Nope’ vibes for some reason. I’m going to be stuck thinking about that for a while.
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felixsinclair · 1 year
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who: @cordiiceps​ 
where: the mall
when: 07.02.2044 early am
Felix had to say, the result of the outbreak at the mall was exactly one of the reasons that he and his dad had avoided heavily populated areas in all their years on the road. They were powder kegs waiting to explode, and for all that some had brushed off their paranoia, absolute faith in their walls and fences; their paranoia was well justified. Yeah, there was safety in numbers, but it worked against you just as well.
Felix eyed the latest body before him that he'd been tasked with transporting to a burn pile in the parking lot. Cleaning up the mall was a task with many hands needed. And while most avoided this particular task, enduring the unpleasantness was a duty Felix didn't mind so much in the sense that he had little emotional attachment to most of the victims. There were people here who'd spent lives growing up beside the dead, and if Felix could spare them this particular brand of pain, he'd do the work. He would have to do so much laundry after this to get rid of the smells.
He frowned behind the bandana he'd fixed tightly to his face. He’d managed just fine so far... but this one was definitely not one that Felix felt he could handle by himself. He sighed and looked up, glancing around his immediate surroundings for anyone with free hands that didn't look like they'd keel over at the prospect of moving a body. He didn't have to look for long, because someone he vaguely recognizes as an enforcer approaches him. "Can you spare a mo?" Felix asked with a slight gesture towards the body.
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jkerblood · 2 years
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he’s just like me fr
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evilmagician430 · 1 year
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sclfmastery · 1 year
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He stands there, bewildered, hearts breaking as the torrent of emotions bursts forth from the other timelord like the breaking of a dam.
Too long.
This has been coming for too long.
He tries to take it all in. Her. That’s new. He doesn’t understand, but he can guess well enough. And oh he has so many questions, because despite everything they have dragged one another through, he cannot imagine a lifetime where he does not need The Master like breathing.
“Koschei…” Gently, tenderly, he takes the other’s hands in his own, trying to loosen his frantic grip.
“Is that what you want? Gods and monsters, it’s been so long since you’ve let me call you by your name…” His fingers lightly brush the other man’s face. “Hey… breathe… Breathe. Don’t-… It’s alright, Koschei. Everything’s gonna be alright.”
He pulls him close, holding him as tight as he dares. This face is such a visceral opposite to the one that came before — the face that synced up with his own timeline, and he can’t help but to feel slightly unbalanced.
“I’m here,” he murmurs softly. “I’m here. I’m not going anywhere if you don’t want me to. I-… I’m sorry, Koschei. I’m so so sorry…”
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Yeah....different: this is that same vainglorious charlatan, the politician with the pink cheeks and pale impatiently shorn hair and babyface, only put through fate's trash compactor one time too many. Vulnerable where Harry Saxon was unyielding. Weary and cold and aimless and alone, and aware, all too aware, of the real odds against him.
All he needs is the other half of himself; killing, emulating, or merging with that person have all proven failures. It is time to simply dwell next to the Doctor.
The Master indulges himself in fully letting go; for once, he is in control of nothing, and it is a relief. He sobs, and it's not beautifully poetic the way tragedy is, it's ugly and final the way tragedy is. It's both empty and complete the way tragedy is, the way a loved one lies on the field of battle or under the white sheet in the morgue, and you look at their visage, and it's them but it isn't. That is how the Master sobs, relinquishing his title, with tears and snot and gasps and whimpers. This, he realizes, is all he has ever wanted. If he should die, if the universe should collapse under the gravity of this temporal paradox, this mismatching of soul-mates, then fine. He'll go with a smile.
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armoricaroyalty · 2 years
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Mary, in voiceover: I’d been about six weeks in Sulani when I realized how badly I’d cocked things up at home.
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News Anchor, on TV: “...in the case of a baffling disappearance that has detectives shaking their heads...”
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News Anchor, on TV: “...failing a polygraph test. Mr. Satō’s wife, 23-year-old Hakane Satō, went missing in March. Police began asking questions after Mrs. Satō’s wedding ring was discovered...”
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Rosalind: [laughs] Oh my god, you went Gone Girl.
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Rosalind, offscreen: You disappeared, and everyone thought he’d killed you! That’s hilarious. Mary: It’s not.
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Rosalind: ...but you didn’t love him, did you?
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Mary: [sighs] It’s...really complicated. I didn’t love him, but...I probably should have treated him better. I disappeared, and that ruined his life. I flew back to Komorebi as soon as I heard he’d been taken in for questioning, and by the time I got there, he was gone.
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Rosalind: Gone? What happened to him? Mary: I don’t know. It became a national fixation.
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Mary, in voiceover: There was a lot of speculation. Most people thought he was dead, but they never found the body.
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Mary: [sighs] The affair didn’t stay a secret. I was never arrested or charged with anything, but that didn’t matter. Everyone said I’d killed him so I could run off to Sulani with my lover.
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Rosalind: ...I think I’m starting to understand why you left Komorebi. Mary: [laughs bitterly] Dad’s posting here was a favor from a friend in the Prime Minister’s office. I’m supposed to be laying low while the police look for Noah. Because as long as he’s missing, I’m still technically his wife. Rosalind: ...Oh. Oh no.
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fitgof · 2 months
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Robin wheezed and choked and struggled and gasped until there was no more air for her to breathe. It was only when Alouette collapsed to the floor, laughing between his own fits of breath, that Amy realised what she had done.
“I killed her!” Amy dropped to her knees. She couldn’t take her eyes off Robin’s body slumped in the chair. Lifeless.
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“That was amazing. You were amazing.” Alouette said. He reached out for Amy, pulling her close to him. “I’m going to kiss you."
The moment their lips touched Amy felt calm, and she soon forgot where she was and all of her troubles. But when they pulled apart and Amy saw Robin’s body again she couldn’t bear it. She pushed Alouette away and ran up into the house and to the safety of her bedroom.
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On her bed was the sketchpad Robin had gifted her, now filled with the smiling faces of all her friends and the lover she had left behind. Amy screamed and ripped the pages from the book, shredding each and every piece of paper through her fingers until she was surrounded by confetti. There was nothing left of her friends anymore. She doesn’t deserve them. Not a single one.
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thechaoticfanartist · 2 years
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Maiasaura - share a scene full of love between characters (platonic, romantic, familial, or otherwise)
Ankylosaurus - share some of your favorite descriptive text
🦖 Dinosaur-themed Writeblr Ask Game
Maiasaura -share a scene full of love between characters (platonic, romantic, familial, or otherwise):
“Ahsoka! Wait!” Grim called, running over to her.
Ahsoka stopped and turned around to look at her. “Grim, I’m sorry, but I can’t stay here.”
Tears ran down Grim’s face. “I know, Ash,” she admitted.
Yes, she knew Ahsoka couldn’t stay. Grim also knew that her leaving probably protected her from Order 66, of course she was still affected by it, but had she been at the Temple, had she faced Anakin, she would die. Grim knew Ahsoka couldn’t stay, and it was for the best that she left.
“Then why did you stop me?” she asked her.
“I don’t want to let you go, not yet. I don’t even know if we’ll see each other again,” Grim admitted. There was so much that could happen to Grim between now and whenever she may reunite with her.
Her heart broke at the idea of never seeing Ahsoka again, after everything they had been through together.
After all the secrets they had shared.
Ahsoka grabbed Grim’s hands and stared into her eyes. Ahsoka’s gentle brown eyes met with Grim’s green ones, which shimmered with tears.
Ahsoka smiled comfortingly and brushed a tear that had begun to fall down Grim’s cheek. “We will,” she promised. She placed her lips against Grim’s, and pulled away.
- The Clone Wars Gets A New Victim Chapter 28: A Goodbye
Ankylosaurus - share some of your favorite descriptive text:
The heat of the mining world hit Grim in an instant. The hot winds blew past her, causing her hair to flow behind her. As Grim marched in the direction of her dead brother the red rocks crunched under her boots.
When Kennet approached the building Skywalker was in she felt the coldness of his presence. Fitting for a man who had died from the darkness. A chill ran through her, but she did not flee.
She entered the building to find the ground littered with parts of dismantled droids and the tangled mess of bodies. The aroma of smoke and death filled her nose but she pressed ahead.
She had a goal to complete, one she would not fail.
Grim only paused when there was a gross squelching sound, and she looked down to find she had stepped in a puddle of blood. She stifled a gag as she realized what she had stepped in.
There had been no mercy for either side - and as much as Grim had despised the vile Separatists she could not help but feel that they had not deserved such a brutal end.
At last she reached the dead man.
Grim drew her weapon from her belt, and ignited its blade. Casting the balcony in a purple glow. The hooded figure of the ghost turned around at the sound. He seemed to regard her with a curious look, though his face was hidden beneath the shadows of the darkness.
- The Clone Wars Gets A New Victim Chapter 39: The Deaths Of Heroes
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