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elitadream · 8 months
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I'm wondering, would you do a masterpost of the Body Swap AU ? For your works but also for the fanfictions ?
Or make a collection on AO3 so fans of this AU can find what the various authors wrote you ?
You don't have to do it if you don't want to, obviously! I'm just curious to know if you've considered it
I definitely should at this point, you're right! 👀😄 When I'll be done sharing most of it on my end, I'll try and see if I can put everything in a single post here on tumblr. :3 🤗
Unfortunately, I don't have an official/active AO3 account, so I couldn't adequately compile everything on that site, but something that people can do is add my username to their story tags! 🤓 I've been able to track a few fics inspired from my art that way, and it makes them fairly easy to find.^^
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crypticbydesign · 23 days
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got my first little fic part on A03 and im super excited and proud even if it isnt what i normally write but here's a link if you wanna check it out.
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twistedroseytoesy · 1 year
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Mother knows best
Was super inspired from a twst text video. Basis is that riddles mom used mother gothels song against poor baby riddle. I have to write this out. Angst.
yet another potion accident, yet another daily adventure for Mc. This was supposed to be a dreams potion, a way to create a dream world and for others who drink the potion to watch and even participate in the dream that the first drinker created.
But of course with any group projects with grim involved something is bound to go wrong. Even with riddle’s guidance and stern warnings of making no mistakes grim decided it was too boring without some pizzazz. So he added a random root he found in a bottle nearby. This was called neroroot. Of course grim was smart enough to wait till both the mc and riddle were busy to slip it in.
Nothing seemed to change and that disappointed grim but oh well, he was going to leave it up to his henchman and riddle to do the boring stuff then. he curled up on one of the shelves and took a nice cat nap. The potion was completed by the two hardworking students. Now to test the effects. Riddle offered to go first, blushing a bit at his idea to set up a nice tea party in his dream world, maybe go on a horseback ride somewhere magical.
He drank the potion first and quickly sat down to nap. Mc followed quickly after the two sitting next to each other peacefully. It was a different story in the dream.
Riddle was having another nightmare, reliving one of the worst days at home. He got caught sneaking out, got caught eating sugar and playing with friends. He was told he would be kept in the house more and he wanted to cry and shout. He was so caught up in what was going on he didn’t notice mc in the corner of the room watching but also unable to do anything sot stop the aweful woman from emotionaly scaring her child.
Like most dreams some things were different. So as riddle was sat down at the large table, some music started to play as the cold and regal woman started to close the windows and draw the blinds.
Riddle’s mother: You wanted to go outside? Why, Riddle...! Look at you, as fragile as a flower Still a little sapling, just a sprout You know why we stay in this household
Riddle: I know but…
Riddle’s mother: That's right, to keep you safe and sound, dear. Guess I always knew this day was coming Knew that soon you'd want to leave the nest Soon, but not yet
Riddle: But --
Riddle’s mother: Shh! Trust me pet, Mother knows best!
The woman danced around riddle keeping him in place and interupting anything he tried to say to defend himself. Mc stood off to the side frozen, burning with an anger they havent felt toward anyone.
The room went dark as she turned off the light overhead, plunging the three into darkness. The two could see her shape dancing in the darkness moving things around, before using some of her own magic to create lights.
Mother knows best Listen to your mother It's a scary world out there Mother knows best One way or another Something will go wrong, I swear
The little light orbs swirled around her as she moved toward the frozen in place riddle.
Ruffians, thugs Poison ivy, quicksand Cannibals and snakes
Riddle was pulled off of his feet as different shadows of the dangerous items danced around him.
The plague
Riddle: No!
Riddle’s mother: Yes!
Riddle: But --
Riddle’s mother: Also large bugs Men with pointy teeth, and Stop, no more, you'll just upset me
A large bug swooped down causing riddle to duck and notice a familiar eely grin in his face causing him to fall back into his seat. His mother wraping him in a hug from behind before dissapearing back into the darkness.
Mother's right here Mother will protect you Darling, here's what I suggest Skip the drama Stay with mama Mama knows best
Mother knows best Take it from your mumsy On your own, you won't survive
Mc seethed as they watched riddle get pulled from his chair again and put in front of a mirror as Riddles mother ridiculed his appearance.
Sloppy, underdressed Immature, clumsy Please, they'll eat you up alive
many faces of others filled the mirror as hands grabbed and pulled him in. He found himself back in his seat.
Gullible, naÎve Positively grubby Ditzy and a bit, well, hmm vague Plus, I believe Gettin' kinda chubby
She said poking at the little bit of fat on his stomach and his baby fat cheeks. Riddle's eyes watered at the harsh words and pokes. She smiled as she held him close again. then dissapeard into the darkness, leaving riddle scared and alone.
I'm just saying 'cause I wuv you Mother understands Mother's here to help you All I have is one request
Her arms were open, waiting for a hug. Riddle ran to her arms, since she was the only thing he could see in that moment.
"Riddle?" she said quietly, holding him.
"Yes?" he meekly asked.
"Don't ever sneak out of this house again." She said in a tone that left no room for arguments.
"Yes, Mother." Riddle said, clsoing his eyes and letting a few tears loose.
She cooed and wiped his tears away "I love you very much, dear."
"I love you more." riddle said with a wobbly voice.
"I love you most." She said, now pushing him back to look into his eyes.
"Don't forget it You'll regret it Mother knows best" She finished with a sing song tone, moving toward the kitchen to make dinner. "Go and study your dueling techniques in your room riddle. I'll check in on you in 30 minutes."
Riddle hung his head as he walked toward his room. Mc was finaly released from their paralyzed state and they quickly rushed toward where riddle went down the hall. He turned as he heard their footsteps, both now in his room. Riddle was now in his dorm outfit and his normal age.
He imediatly let the tears flow as Mc pulled him onto a gentle hug, nothing like the possesive hold his mother used on him. He sobbed, apologizing for what had happened, that this wasnt suposed to have happened. Mc just pet his back and hair as they shushed and cooed at him. telling him it was alright, it was in the past and if they had anything to say about this, that woman would be apologising in no time.
After a good 20 minutes of calming riddle, they felt the tug of waking up on them. Mc smiled down at the puffy eyed riddle as he held them tighter, like they would dissapear.
"it will be ok, Riddle. Next time you deal with her I'll defend you. I promise." they squeezed him gently, noticing the room fading around them. "Lets go have a tea party back at your place. I'm sure trey has some leftover goodies we could use." They both smiled as they woke up.
Riddle couldnt wait for that tea party, but first they had a cat to punish and a quick lab to finish. Riddle smiled as he wrote, feeling a fluttering and warmth in his chest now at the thought of spending time with the prefect. Despite seeing what made him the way he was before the overblot, they cared. they helped him, comfoted him. With a love he never knew before, a love his mother would never show. He wanted more of that love. Maybe over time he could ask- No! at least not right now... Riddles face flushed as he shook out of his thoughts and finished the assignment. Quickly excusing himself to get a very special tea party ready.
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ebbyxiii · 4 months
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Officially Published!!
I'm very happy to introduce the first coming novel of my trilogy series. I recently published a personal project of mine through Amazon Kindle Publishing, and you can now read my first work there. I've developed an original story and fostered its upcoming pieces since the early 2010s. Even now, I don't intend on stopping! Writing has always meant the world to me and I hope that sharing what I do with the world can either inspire others or create an environment worthwhile to those willing to discover it. Come indulge in the world called "Arogand," and unlock the secrets of a shrouded past. Meet Descendants who hail from the bloodlines of ethereal deities. Follow Ryan Edwards, an orphan whose youth ties everyone's futures together.
This is a journey into the unknown, both for me as an author, and for everyone who joins. View and purchase the first book - Venom: Injection, here on Amazon Supporting me will make all the difference. I plan on releasing a physical copy of book one very soon!
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sadclowncentral · 14 days
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my family is fucking addicted to macgyvering and it's becoming a problem. every time something in this house breaks, instead of doing the sensible thing of replacing it or calling someone qualified to fix it, we all group around the offending object with a manic look in our eyes and everyone gets a try at fixing it while being cheered on or ridiculed by the rest.
it's a beautiful bonding activity, but the "creative" fixes have turned our house into a quasihaunted escape room like contraption where everything works, but only in the wonkiest of ways. you need a huge block of iron to turn on the stove. the oven only works if a specific clock is plugged in. the bread machine has a huge wood block just stapled to it that has become foundational to its function. sometimes when you use the toaster the doorbell rings. and that's just the kitchen.
it's all fun and games until you have guests over and you have to lay out the rules of the house like it's a fucking board game. welcome to the beautiful guest room. don't pull out the couch yourself you need a screwdriver for that, and that metal rod makes the lamp work so don't move it. it also made me a terrifying roommate in college, because it makes me think i can fix anything with enough hubris and a drill. you want to call the landlord about a leaky faucet? as if. one time my dad made me install a new power socket because we ran our of extension cords
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nipuni · 8 months
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the snake of eden 🥰
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tofixtheshadows · 20 days
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I've been thinking a lot lately about how Kabru deprives himself.
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Kabru as a character is intertwined with the idea that sometimes we have to sacrifice the needs of the few for the good of the many. He ultimately subverts this first by sabotaging the Canaries and then by letting Laios go, but in practice he's already been living a life of self-sacrifice.
Saving people, and learning the secrets of the dungeons to seal them, are what's important. Not his own comforts. Not his own desires. He forces them down until he doesn't know they're there, until one of them has to come spilling out during the confession in chapter 76.
Specifically, I think it's very significant, in a story about food and all that it entails, that Kabru is rarely shown eating. He's the deuteragonist of Dungeon Meshi, the cooking manga, but while meals are the anchoring points of Laios's journey, given loving focus, for Kabru, they're ... not.
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I'm sure he eats during dungeon expeditions, in the routine way that adventurers must when they sit down to camp. But on the surface, you get the idea that Kabru spends most of his time doing his self-assigned dungeon-related tasks: meeting with people, studying them, putting together that evidence board, researching the dungeon, god knows what else. Feeding himself is secondary.
He's introduced during a meal, eating at a restaurant, just to set up the contrast between his party and Laios's. And it's the last normal meal we see him eating until the communal ending feast (if you consider Falin's dragon parts normal).
First, we get this:
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Kabru's response here is such a non-answer, it strongly implies to me that he wasn't thinking about it until Rin brought it up. That he might not even be feeling the hunger signals that he logically knew he should.
They sit down to eat, but Kabru is never drawn reaching for food or eating it like the rest of his party. He only drinks.
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It's possible this means nothing, that we can just assume he's putting food in his mouth off-panel, but again, this entire manga is about food. Cooking it, eating it, appreciating it, taking pleasure in it, grounding yourself in the necessary routine of it and affirming your right to live by consuming it. It's given such a huge focus.
We don't see him eat again until the harpy egg.
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What a significant question for the protagonist to ask his foil in this story about eating! Aren't you hungry? Aren't you, Kabru?
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He was revived only minutes ago after a violent encounter. And then he chokes down food that causes him further harm by triggering him, all because he's so determined to stay in Laios's good graces.
In his flashback, we see Milsiril trying to spoon-feed young Kabru cake that we know he doesn't like. He doesn't want to eat: he wants to be training.
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Then with Mithrun, we see him eating the least-monstery monster food he can get his hands on, for the sake of survival- walking mushroom, barometz, an egg. The barometz is his first chance to make something like an a real meal, and he actually seems excited about it because he wants to replicate a lamb dish his mother used to make him!
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...but he doesn't get to enjoy it like he wanted to.
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Then, when all the Canaries are eating field rations ... Kabru still isn't shown eating. He's only shown giving food to Mithrun.
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And of course the next time he eats is the bavarois, which for his sake is at least plant based ... but he still has to use a coping mechanism to get through it.
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I don't think Kabru does this all on purpose. I think Kui does this all on purpose. Kabru's Post Traumatic Stress Disorder should be understood as informing his character just as much as Laios's autism informs his. It's another way that Kabru and Laios act as foils: where Laios takes pleasure in meals and approaches food with the excitement of discovery, Kabru's experiences with eating are tainted by his trauma. Laios indulges; Kabru denies himself. Laios is shown enjoying food, Kabru is shown struggling with it.
And I can very easily imagine a reason why Kabru might have a subconscious aversion towards eating.
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Meals are the privilege of the living.
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bethfuller · 4 months
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odysseus and athena
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lgbtlunaverse · 4 months
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There's a version of the "don't go grocery shopping while hungry" rule specifically for writers where you should never under any circumstances be allowed to touch your draft within 3 hours of reading a really good story. Because sometimes when you read something great your head goes "fuck this is so much better than my stuff I should make that more like THIS instead!" Look at me. That's the devil talking and you should close the document NOW.
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alexandriad · 4 months
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This is a REALLY weird poll but I have to know if I'm the only one who gets very affected by music itself (not just the lyrics or because you like the artist or because a song reminds you of something sad) so...
pls reblog friends I'm so curious <3 <3 <3
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pen-of-roses · 6 months
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Do y'all ever think about how cool it is that art inspires other art inspires other art inspires other art in an endless cycle
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anniilaugh · 28 days
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”When we’re together, we have no weakness. No vulnerability. We perfect each other.”
aka @wellship 's ”20 Year Waltz” and their ”The God with no back” concept lives in my head rent free and forever loved💚
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canisalbus · 9 months
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✦ Coffee Shop AU ✦
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tildexart · 3 months
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mr gerrymandering keay, as the people wanted
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astearisms · 9 months
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fionna and cake drawings before and after watching the episodes so far. it’s nostalgic and somehow cathartic and poignant and relatable and—it just started
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