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velidewrites · 1 month

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Nesta has fire in her blood, and she fucks like it, too

#neris wip #neris #nesta x eris #nesta archeron #nesta acotar #nesta acosf #eris vanserra #eris acotar #eris acosf #acotar #a court of thorns and roses #myart #velidedraws

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thoughtfulshepherdmongerkid · 3 months

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A neris sketch

#digital art #acotar #nesta archeron #nesta acotar #pro nesta #pro nesta archeron #eris x nesta #neris #long hair eris vanserra #eris vanserra #wip #my art #art #Rowan’s art #I’m not set on his eyes they don’t feeeeel right #but y’know

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weirdlookindog · 18 days

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99 Women (Der heiße Tod, 1969)

#der heiße tod #99 women #maria schell #luciana paluzzi #mercedes mccambridge #rosalba neri #maria rohm #1960s horror #1960s movies #1969 #jesús franco #wip #horror #crime #horror movie poster

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dreamyren · 5 days

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toxic selfcest yuri wip

#digital art #illustration #wip #ds9 #star trek ds9 #Star Trek #kira nerys #2024

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midgeonsmidgeon · 13 days

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imagine if i drew kira nerys and and jadzia dax dressed up as velma kelly and roxie hart from chicago. imagine. haha.

#star trek #chicago #chicago broadway #kira nerys #jadzia dax #ds9 #deep space nine #fan art #wip

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stillwintering · 1 month

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WIP Wednesday

All's Fair in Love and Politics is Nessian story. But I can't resist Neris. This is an excerpt from the next chapter.

"Starborn is the best candidate to beat Hybern, and you know it," Nesta countered. "Maybe," Eris considered. Then, all levity disappeared from his posture, replaced by a menacing aloofness. "Everyone has skeletons in their closets." Nesta squinted at him, trying to see through the sharp edges. "You've been doing oppo research on Rhys," she finally concluded. "Nothing Hybern won't also find." "And?" He paused, deliberating his next words. She could see him weigh the cost of the information he possessed, and she wondered if she was willing to pay the price. Eris's gaze roamed the crowd around them, stopping on Cassian in the distance. "Do you know how many people he's killed?" Eris asked.

Read the rest of the story on AO3.

Writing is slow going because of, well, life. I actually write for my day job. Fiction writing is something I can only indulge in when everything else is done. But progress is happening.

#where rhysand is running for president #neris #nesta x cassian #all's fair in love and politcs #eris vanserra #fanfic #a court of silver flames #cassian #nesta archeron #nessian #acosf #acotar #wip wednesday

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hopeful-bat · 1 year

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when a star trek episode makes you so angry you start drawing kira and dukat as david and goliath (she should give him a public execution <3)

wip! off to work ! :D

some other underdrawings under the cut!

SLAY!!!!!! FUCKING KILL HIM!!!!!!!

#star trek #star trek ds9 #star trek fanart #wip #kira nerys #major kira nerys #dukat #gul dukat #hopeful bat wip

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secret-third-thing · 5 months

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For the WIPs game, can I have a snippet from the thing you're most excited about? Or a little insight on what inspired you, or whatever you want to share about your writing?

Still dutifully cheering from you even if I'm a little absent lately ❤️

HEY sorry it took me so long to answer this question! I wanted to save it for a wip wednesday, so here is a snippet from a Witch!Nesta x Human!Eris fic I've been working on. It started as a Neris piece, but it's slowly become more of a friendship story. I may change my mind and make it romantic again - haven't decided.

I tried to keep it very mythic/fairy tale sounding. This is VERY WIP and hasn't been edited yet.

“Who gave you more trouble?” The witch asked, her eyes sparkling. She tapped the arm of her seat. Eris noticed her nails were long and pointed… sharp enough to carve out his eyes if she wished. “The younger one,” he said. Her fight had been difficult, one that had cost him his mount, a rare white horse gifted to him by the Autumn fae. He had taken the witch down in combat, sword against bow, riding along the tunnels of the Wyrm that burrowed through the mountain range of Prythian. He had just barely survived both. Eris still wasn’t sure how the paintbrush he had stolen from the youngest would help him kill his father. But as soon as he could take the death dagger from this woman, he’d be able to return to his kingdom and liberate it. The eldest witch laughed. He wasn’t sure if at his words or if she could sense his memory of the battle. “Feyre never makes it easy, does she? I’m not surprised. And my middle sister is partial to redheads. I’m sure she gave you only half her effort.” “She certainly didn’t lie down and die for me, if that’s what you’re implying,” Eris said, taken aback by how calm the witch was. He expected her to be furious. Her sisters had died, and she was next. But here she was, laughing as though they were old friends.

#neris #nesta x eris #nesta archeron #eris vanserra #acotar wip #stt writing updates #stt asks

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babycupart · 4 months

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wip

#um….. yeah………#kira nerys #gul dukat #damar #corat damar #🥴🥴🥴#this is supposed to be intendant kira btw….. getting dp’d by her love toys……#wip #my art #fornax

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whyisaravenlike-awritingdesk · 1 year

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A bit of a late WIP Wednesday this week because I.... completely forgot it was Wednesday. Yeah. So here's a little bit of a Neris one-shot I'm hoping to have done for Nesta week.

“I could teach you to use it, you know,” he added with a shrug. “Not hide it, not suppress it. Harness it.”

As if to prove his point, he extended a hand, a small flame balanced in his palm. He twisted his fingers, the fire dancing over his skin— a part of him, the heat licking over his knuckles, weaving between his fingers as he turned his hand in a single smooth movement.

The fire in her own blood began to rise, as if his was calling to her, coaxing something deep inside her to answer. Her embers, her flames, awakened as Eris’ flame played between his fingers, cracking an eye open in the darkness, the void within her chest.

“They’re afraid of you pet,” he whispered conspiratorially. “Of what you could do. That’s why they keep you hidden away. Why they insist you fight with blades and fists.”

He laughed— an incredulous, bitter sound as he tilted his head, letting his small flame climb all the way to the tips of his fingers. “You don’t need to be taught to fight like an Illyrian,” Eris continued, his lips tugging downwards into a sneer. “You have fire. You could be formidable, could bring them their knees and they know it.”

#honestly ive been convinced its thursday all day #wip wednesday #neris

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mxanigel · 5 months

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WIP Word Search Game

Thank you for the tag, @arendaes! <3 I was given the words MOMENT, STAR, and BLUE.

STAR: From the post-Dragon Age 2 fic for Neri Surana--the ambitious third fic in their series--this scene occurs after they track down Anders. (Context: The first fic occurs during Awakening when Neri can't name how they feel. The second fic is during Dragon Age 2 when they're full of regrets for not being able to say it.)

“When I fall for someone, it doesn’t end well. Karl, Hawke… I don’t want to do that to us. To you.” I stare at the stars through the window for a few heartbeats. “We both know bad things happen in this world. We’ve each borne an unfair share. I can’t blame you for holding back.” “You left a ‘but’ unspoken, didn’t you.” I have to chuckle. How well Anders still knows me, despite the passage of time. “I learned the hard way that I’d rather live with the consequences of saying how I feel than leave those feelings unsaid.”

BLUE: From the upcoming chapter in Shion's Attack on Titan fic, Cut to the Feeling.

Aching, stiff muscles nudge Shion to reluctant consciousness. She opens her eyes to a clear blue sky; no traces of the dawn’s light remain. Damn, she slept long and hard. Though the late hour likely explains the absence of nearby bedrolls, she doubts Levi would’ve chosen to sleep next to her. Not after last night’s conversation.

MOMENT: From a later chapter in Shion's fic. (Things get better, lol.)

Whatever these affections mean for him, she wants— no, she needs this moment to last as long as possible. Because whatever caused him to impose distance between them is gone. She loses herself in his closeness, his scent and touch and taste.

No-pressure tagging @mxkelsifer @milesmentis @marythegizka @druckkugelschreiber @perhapsrampancy @outpost51 @dr-paine @howetrash @anderstrevelyan @effelants (ignore if you've already played and I missed it!); your words are NIGHT, COMFORT, and TREE. For anyone I missed who's been tagged by someone else but hasn't yet posted, please tag me so I can see your words! <3

#tag games #wip words #Neri Surana #OC: Shion Miller

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velidewrites · 1 month

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“When you get tired of the animal, come find me. I’ll show you how a future High Lord plays.”

#neris wip #neris #nesta x eris #nesta archeron #nesta acotar #nesta acosf #eris vanserra #eris acotar #eris acosf #acosf #a court of silver flames #acotar #a court of thorns and roses #myart #velidedraws

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thoughtfulshepherdmongerkid · 29 days

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Dancing flames

The scene I’d put it to if I could write for once (I can it’s just a roadblock)

Everyone had made way in the ballroom that the dance was held in the Hewn City’s moonstone palace as the two vipers twirls faster and faster, catching flashes of fire like striking flint. Nesta’s own eyes held her signature silver flames as the escaped with each exaggerated bloom of music from the band that was tucked away.

With each twirl she was lifting more and more into the air, staying there longer, feeling warm tickles across her cheeks bones like a lover’s finger trying to memorize features just from feeling alone. The way they wound down her neck as she was dipped quickly then righted once more.

With a coy smile she had her flames explore Eris’ own neck climbing tantalizingly slowly up to his jaw causing him to shiver ever so slightly. She watched as he smiled a smile that was so clearly fae, all fang and hunger with the hint of desire in his eyes.

They were showing off towards the end of the song, flashes of flame coming off one another, their own flames dancing as if on their own accord. They ended the dance with her shins to his chest as he held her aloft, orange flames wrapping around her fingers and wrists kissing sweet warmth into her palms.