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feralandmoonstruck · 1 year
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Song 17: Here Comes a Thought from Steven Universe vol. 1
Falling In Love Will Kill You WC: 678 TW: Burn
“Go! Away!” Mara shouted. Every particle of her being radiated with rage. The force of her words and anger would have manifested as surely as Cal’s own fire if she were a demon.
    Caldizaar’s first reaction was to meet her anger with his own. Humans and their screaming. Their primal fear would have normally given him glee at the opportunity to snuff out the life of just another nameless, faceless human.
But Mara wasn’t just another human. He knew her. He knew her name and her face and he knew that red was her favorite color. He knew her birthday was June 13th, and he’d met her best friend. To him, Mara was the one that made everything worth it. Made breaking the rules, staying on earth, learning about humans, a pleasure rather than a dreaded form of captivity.
The last time she had told him to leave was still early. Early enough that popping back into the Void for a bit wasn’t looked at. It was insignificant. But now? Months later, and after the date of Mara’s original death? Returning now was unthinkable. And so he walked away. Horns obscured, his flaming core hidden beneath a shirt. He walked past the park, past all of the places he and Mara had visited. Past the festival grounds that Mara had saved their wristbands from.
He walked until the city lights began to fade. He walked until he found a lone streetlamp that was the only place that hadn’t been swallowed by darkness. He slid down to the base of it and peeled his shirt off. His glow erupted from his back and poured beyond the feeble reaches of the streetlamp. He balled his shirt up, shoving it between his teeth and biting down to smother his scream. Tears like fire dripped down his cheeks to fleck the backs of his wrists and hands.
When his phone buzzed he jumped so high he fell over. He scrambled to get it out of his pocket. There was a single text, not from Mara, but from her best friend, Devi.
What the fuck did you do
Cal sighed and pulled his shirt back on before answering.
We fought
No shit. I’ve heard her side of it, now I want to hear yours before I have to figure out how to kill a demon
He sighed and ran his hand over his face to wipe away any lingering tears. A small huff of a laugh found its way out when he realized that wiping tears away was a human thing. Demons didn’t need to wipe their tears, if any of them ever cried at all. The easiest thing would have been to heat his skin enough to reabsorb or evaporate the tears. But months with humans, months of watching Mara dry her tears and learning how to do that for her, had infected him just like every other thing she did.
She wanted me to go to some sort of ..what did she call it? A holiday? I refused. She kept saying that everyone wants to meet me but I do not like the idea of being in small enclosed places with humans.
You sure that’s all it was? She told me you hurt her, Cal.
Caldizaar’s stomach turned. He hadn’t realized at first that he’d even done it. Hadn’t realized until her scream. When she pulled away from him, he finally spotted the glowing handprint on her wrist. It had been hotter than he’d ever been with her and he hadn’t even realized it. Her skin was already bubbling as she stumbled away from him.
I hadn’t meant to. Didn’t even realize I had until it was too late. I burned her wrist. Bad.
That’s what I thought. You asshole.
Devi I don’t know how to fix this.
Stay the fuck away from her is how you fix it
He sat there, head tipped back, watching the stars out past the glow of the streetlamp. When he was able to finally look away he sent one more text to Devi.
Okay.
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vampirepoolboy · 2 years
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all i want is nothing shuffled straight to falling in love will kill you smacking me upside the head this morning
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lostandnouned · 11 months
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Breath So Shallow
I have never breathed so shallow
As if my hate for you has sunken into my skin
And flowed into my lungs
Creating a recked humid habitat for mold
To fill up my pretty lungs
It’s not fair
Your hair slipping down my throat
Strangling me
I don’t sing anymore
So only dust is left to pour
And fill up my pretty lungs
And although loving you felt like dying
Hating you is a cruel state of living
A punishment
For doing what’s right.
To be left with the broken parts
Of what I broke free of
And to try and use those pieces
To make myself live wholly again
To make myself love wholly again
To make myself whole again
Not whole enough to breath
For to breathe into broken glass
To heal and work its structure into unity
Is to torch it in flames hot as my love once was
That now burns a hole into my heart with agony
Branded by your heavy handed
Apathy
To keep the glass broken is to keep it cold
To keep it soothing to the skin
Instead of charring spoilt fingertips
So I don’t breathe warmth into these pieces
Each puff of air stings like a house of smoke
So I breathe so shallow
To not sink too far into the deep end
Of your harm
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 6 months
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Let the revenge games begin.
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Lackadaisy Enrichment
#in our enclosures!!#video linked as source; which i'm glad to see already has a million views and is trending. That's Right#lackadaisy#WHICH i have been reading since at least '07 when i was thirteen my god b/c this animation is based on the ongoing webcomic#like does its influence show up Directly in some Discrete way i can point to in my art? not very easily probably. And Yet.#the inspiration....i wasn't able to be Regularly Only for at least another year / art done Nonprofessionally Online was novel to me#like wow ppl can make & post fanart of w/e they love huh....didn't know webcomics were a thing & i never really read that many since but.#good god the quality of Lackadaisy at its onset is like this is superb?? this person putting in all their talent and effort???#and Then you get years & years more art and i don't even know what superlatives to throw out abt its quality as it evolves. obsessed w/it..#if i see a new lackadaisy comic page i Will be acting out. obviously this animation is a delight & also stunning. and fascinating to also#juxtapose as a Translation / Interpretation of the comic in a different medium & standalone snippet of Story#and that we're not even quite there in the comic timeline; Taking Notes abt character info we get distilledly here....genuinely love like#take it back to '07 i'm like oh boy can't wait for the dream team to assemble. then a decade later when it did? Oh Boy. that is payoff lol#namely hooray for stitches and mudbug at the field office for every passing gangster. killing one marigold associate but not the other#which seems like a promising start to shootouts w/the other dream team triumvirate. i adore that in canon so far mordecai freckle & rocky#have met but only over a nice brunch. re: all intentions anyways. anyways i'm like Gifs Must Be Made while i'm also so riled afresh abt the#comic that i've been sooo hype for for over fifteen yrs now babeyyy Deservedly. i've done a couple of rereads & ought to do another....#For Interest it'd probably take a few sittings to catch up from the start but there is much to be engaged over....this ongoing story that's#historical fiction prohibition bootlegging cats with plenty of focus on characters & several Mysteries. which i'm better at parsing now lol#like one of the more recent rereads like Oh Of Course x (probably) accidentally killed his y & z took the fall & that's a binding secret...#Not [oh of course] abt the circumstances surrounding a's death & how b & c were involved. nor the ''what's marigold's damage'' mystery#which is great. love to not know things. love that we can readily follow all the emergent drama everyone's wading in nowadays. hell yeah#anyways admire my organized approach to gifs here. four shots each Expressions Atmosphere Action Groupshots#sure might've muddled through gifmaking for this anyways but fr being a huge lackadaisy comic enjoyer for now most of my life helps#and its very Overall Inspiration like. just really getting the [you can really just draw stuff out here] going. fr the art's detail & skill#and that enrichment like i'm gonna have a great time following this. And I Have#you don't expect a crowdfunded indie animation in the mix back then but hell yeah fellas#SIGH ok removing a 4th gif that's broken / not displayed despite reuploading then entirely remaking it. if it's a bug i'll try again later
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aroaceleovaldez · 7 months
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Nico and Percy's dynamic through the series is eternally funny to me, because it's just. like.
Percy's having a constant mental struggle between his fatal flaw of loyalty with a promise he made to Bianca to protect Nico, versus his Big 3 kid desire to maim other Big 3 kids / Poseidon descendant urge to totally maim Nico specifically. He hates Nico so so much. He thinks Nico's annoying and weird at best, and creepy/sketchy when he's older. The only positive thoughts Percy has towards Nico are "He's Bianca's brother and Bianca was my friend and I owe her/He's Hazel's brother and Hazel is my friend and would kill me if I was mean to him," "He's a powerful asset and useful ally (if questionable)," and "He's kinda pathetic and I feel maybe a little bad about it." Percy has multiple occasions throughout the series where he strongly considers - and on one occasionally actually goes through with - throttling Nico.
Meanwhile, Nico is following around Percy like a lost puppy. He explicitly can never bring himself to even dislike anything about Percy no matter how hard he tries. He has a whole bit in BoO where he's mentally going "UGH he's so stupid BUT IT'S ENDEARING HOW DARE HE." He's totally smitten. He's making deals with his dad for Percy. He's making convoluted plans to help Percy stand a chance against Kronos. During the entirety of BoTL it's like he's playing tsundere - "I'm helping NOT PERCY SPECIFICALLY with this quest! Me helping Percy would be SILLY because I DEFINITELY HATE HIM." Then he proceeds to show up to Percy's birthday party to basically ask him on a weird date and spend the entire next book scrambling around trying to help him or protect him or impress him. And Percy could not give less of a shit.
Just. That dynamic is so funny to me. Percy is the founder of the Nico Protection Club in that he's the one they're all protecting Nico from and meanwhile Nico is throwing himself at Percy to the point where the literal god of gay love calls him out on it.
#pjo#percy jackson#nico di angelo#Percy shows up at CJ and squints at Nico like ''hm. why do i feel like i hate you? like i just wanna punch you in the face?''#and Nico just immediately goes ''huh no idea anyways i have to go-'' and jumps into Tartarus#but not before he gives Hazel essentially a detailed explanation of ''this is Percy i cant say much but please dont let him die <3''#and Nico's whole Tartarus trip was basically a whole ''im doing this so no one else has to''#only for Percy and Annabeth to fall in like one book later and Nico proceeds to spend the next book internally screaming about it#and then Cupid calls him out on it and the next book#Nico's just like ''at this point im hoping i keel over within the next week just so i can force this dumb crush to chill the fuck out''#Nico staring pointedly at Will: ''For my own sake i need to form another crush RIGHT NOW so i can finally get over Percy.''#''this has been so bad for my health''#Nico's crush on Percy is just too funny to me. horrible pick my guy. terrible job. love that for you. he could not be less interested.#Percy LITERALLY TRIES TO KILL NICO and ditch him in the underworld and Nico is somehow STILL like ''but i love him''#Percy basically chokes him. beats up his dad. tells him ''go get smited by your dad for me.'' and ditches him.#and Nico's opinions/crush on him DO NOT CHANGE#though also Nico's reaction to Percy beating up his dad + skeletons is SO funny. his jaw is on the floor. he's flustered about it.#he just witnessed Percy be incredibly hot and proceeded to go ''yea i'll do anything for this man. collect reinforcements of 3 gods? sure''#nico you absolute DISASTER with HORRIBLE TASTE. you can do better. raise your standards.#which tbh is funnier when you factor in sun and the star. Nico just wont stop crushing on guys who dislike him and everything he stands for
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doodle-with-alizard · 7 months
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Fully inspired by an idea @goofalicousgooberface made of a horror pixelart game of Mark and ghost Adam (Thank you!)
A Clip of what my idea of what the game would look like.
I'm so sorry if it goes by too fast, the longer I animate the more my perception of speed goes out the window 😭
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insomnya777 · 1 month
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boat boys coded
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seasicksilver · 24 days
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rwby news has me acting unwise
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mychlapci · 11 months
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fact: this blog is completely and unapologetically weird little girl positive
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judasisgayriot · 7 months
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feralandmoonstruck · 1 year
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Falling In Love Will Kill You
at the park! It feels like forever since I've written something, but here you are my pretties @bloodlessheirbyjacques @circa-specturgia @pheita @catharticallysarcastic @kainablue @aschlindartroom @jezifster
WC: 950
Warning?: Public sex
“Caalllldizaaaar,” Mara hummed, “Do you want to know a secret?”
    “What is a secret?”
    “It’s something you don’t tell just anyone. You tell someone you’re close to, or sometimes you just never tell anybody, depending on what your secret is. I think you’ll like my secret though.”
    “I usually like the things you tell me. What is this one?”
    Mara looked around, a mischievous grin on her face, “Come here, we can’t let anyone but us find out.” She raised onto her tiptoes so she could whisper in Cal’s ear. “I’m not wearing any panties.”
    He looked at her, eyes wide with surprise. “And why aren’t you,” he hissed.
    Mara couldn’t help but sway her hips. Caldizaar’s gaze tracked her hungrily. “I thought we could try fucking on that bench over by the pond.” She indicated with her head where it was. “It’s not visible by traffic, and we’re not right next to the walking path. So long as we keep quiet no one would even know.”
    “What about getting arrested?”
    “That’s the fun of it, don’t you think?” Her eyes twinkled. “Here in public, in broad daylight where anyone could catch us.”
    “This is unexpected, Mara. Weren’t you against this entire,” he waved his hand in uncertainty, “thing only a week ago?”
    “If you don’t want to, then we don’t have to.”
    “I did not say that.”
    She pulled him down into a kiss before sauntering off to the bench. Cal easily caught up with her.
    “How would we do this?”
    Mara looked up at him, her smile wide enough to show her teeth. “It’s not hard. I sit on your lap, you ‘adjust’ yourself and then you hold me close while we rock together.”
    “And you’re sure we won’t get caught?”
    “That’s the thrill of it though, isn’t it?”
    Cal rolled his eyes. “You’re such a strange human.”
    Mara couldn’t help but laugh, “We’ll be fine.” She danced the rest of the way to the bench. “Be a good boy and hold me while I sit on you?”
    The edges of Cal’s glow began to peek over the edge of his shirt collar. “I would do anything you ask me to, my daisy.”
    Mara kissed him again before he sat down. She flared her skirt and dropped into his lap. Cal’s hands fumbled between them, his knuckles sliding against her, and then he paused.
    “Mara,” he hissed.
    She tilted her head back to look up at him, “It’s on the lowest setting. Figured it would make things easier.”
    “You are full of wonders.” He kissed her on the nose. “So what should I-?”
    “We could leave it in. Have a little extra fun.” She slid her hips back against him.
    His glow flooded his throat, “Mara,” his voice was strained as he tried to hold back a moan.
    Mara reached up and pulled his head down so that she could speak directly in his ear, “You’ll have to keep control of yourself, puppy. Can’t have you outshining the stars right now.”
    Cal took a deep breath and then another. His glow faded as it retreated back under his shirt. She was practically dripping onto his hand. Another shift and he was inside her. Mara let out a sigh it seemed like she’d been holding in forever. The vibrator hummed against him, sending a jolt through his core. He dared not move while she made herself comfortable in his lap.
    Her hand still in his hair, she murmured, “Be a good boy for me now, okay?”
    Caldizaar swallowed a whine as she let go of him. His first thrust was timid, barely more than resituating himself. Mara’s hands found his and she wrapped his arms around her. She slid her hips forward, raising herself up a little before sliding back down. Cal choked on his moan.
    “Remember to be quiet. We’re just enjoying a day at the park.”
    “I would say that we are doing much more than that.”
    She slid her hips up and back again. A breath panted out of her as Cal met her movements. “That’s a good boy.”
    When he bent his head into the crook of her shoulder, lips trailing kisses across her skin, he felt a shiver race through her.
    “You feel amazing,” he thrust into her. Another breath burst from her throat. “Your vibrator feels amazing,” he trailed his tongue up her neck.
    Mara could barely contain her moan. She began to roll her hips steadily against him. Cal easily followed the pace she set, their heavy breaths coming out in-sync with each other.
    “Cal, I-”
    “I know, daisy. I am too.” He pressed one hand against her lower abdomen.
    A moment later Mara laughed as she came. A couple on the other bank glanced up at them and returned to their conversation. She could feel the heat flare through Cal as he came. His whine muffled against her skin.
    “I hope,” he took a deep breath, “I hope you’ll be up to more when we get home.”
    Mara pulled her phone out of the pocket of her skirt and pulled up the app that let her switch the vibrator off. She relaxed into his chest. They sat quietly while they waited for their breath to return. When she could, Mara turned her head up to kiss him.
    “We’ll straighten up when they leave.”
    Cal nodded, “I could stay like this forever.”
    “If you stay like this forever, we can’t go home for round two,” she teased.
    “As always, I must submit to your wisdom.”
    “And that doesn’t bother you anymore?”
    “You know I would submit myself to anything you wished. So long as it came from your lips.” He kissed her.
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dryope · 1 year
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Remembering that now lestat was turned whn he was 34 he and nicki were probably together for like 14 years… and that it took him a hundred years to try again… and that he’s more connected to music than theatre and plays in this version 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 like imagine youre lestat and you are deeply in love with your first love your husband of 14 years the love of your life and you have a job you love and you are happy you are so so debilitatingly happy and suddenly you are taken away from all of it and you are thrust into this life of killing and monstrosity and then he loses his mind and dies and dies and dies over and over again and you try to save him but he only gets worse and in the end when he dies for the final time he dies without his mind and hating you. Like personally i couldnt do it
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lostandnouned · 1 year
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I cant sleep and it’s all your fault.
And not in the cutesy way, not in the lovey dovey way, not in the hot and sexual way, not in any damn way. I’ve scraped up all the energy from my mind, kicked and wrung out the energy from my body. Yet you are still here in the form of a stray electrical wire whipping around in my head, making its way down to my chest and across my shoulders. The worst part is that I need to get up early and it’s already 2 AM. This has been a long night, and for what? It’s not like I’m wrapped up in a kickass game of sudoku. It’s my brain—senselessly rattling. You put the drums in there for my thoughts to beat on as you toy and fiddle with the pinball machine an ancestor left there when I was born. My question is
How can you make so much noise when I cannot even hear your voice?
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katerinaaqu · 2 months
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Epic the Musical:
Circe: Oh my! He cannot be transformed by my powers! What do I do?! What do I do?! Think think I need to protect my nymphs! Oh I know! He's a man after all! I'll seduce the hell out of him to get my power over him back! He clearly can defeat my entourage of wolves and lions all by himself! I mean he's damn immune to my magic! I am sure he can do anything with his sword!
Circe: *aggressive flirting*
Odysseus: Oh my gods oh my gods she is hot...what the hell?! Oh I am just a man! Forgive me... No! Wait! J can't! I love My wife way too much! Please let us go home! I miss my wife!
Circe: Awww that is so sweet! Of course darling. I was always a sucker for a good soap opera. Of course I'll help you free of charge and here's some useful tips for your trip! Drive home safely!
The Odyssey:
Circe: Oh my! This man actually had the AUDACITY to come in my home and threaten me! And he took all precautions (a God helped him no doubt). Finally a man I can consider worthy of standing by my side and not bad looking either!
Circe: Come on, darling. Remove your clothes and let's get down on it! Let's see what you've got!
Odysseus: (oh my! Forgive me Penelope that is the only way to save my men! Hermes told me not to refuse her a thing! She is a freaking goddess that commands all these wild beasts! Power over me or not she's a force to be reconed with!) F-Fine but I cannot do what you ask before I ensure my men are safe. Please release them first and then I will (gods gotta buy myself time! Ain't prepared!)
Circe: *does that*
Odysseus: *sighs* I guess we're doing this...
*A year later*
Odysseus: Okay men you had your fun but I can't keep entertaining her forever! We must go home!
Odysseus: Please Circe let me and my people go! We have to go back
Circe: Oh but can't you stay a bit more?
Odysseus: No...I miss my wife and son
Circe: Fine, my dear, if that's what you want... Your happiness is more important than my satisfaction and I love you so I shall let you go. You paid your price fully. Here are some useful tips for you, some provisions and good luck...
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absurdumsid · 2 months
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If you still taking requests can I have some error x nightmare?
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ABSOLUTELY !! errormare cant kiss ? errormare cant hold hands ? NO, I. WILL ! MAKE !! IT !!! WORK !!!!
Error! Sans belongs to CrayonQueen/LoverofPiggies
Corrupted! Nightmare belongs to jokublog
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