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lazodiac · 3 months
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JAY COUTURIER is an eighteen year old human girl, born in Felisia but raised in the Trestarian tourist-town of Siahsar all her life. Life was rough for the girl, her wealthy parents' 'encouragement' causing her to build up walls towards the locals, and her own personal level of weirdness putting her at odds with the more approved-of wealthy kids. However, the kindness of a young boy, SETH SCRYER, broke down those walls, and she joined his friend group. While she puts on a haughty face, she cares a good deal for the friends she has made. Her focus, however, is Seth. She is wildly in love with him, and only a severe case of anxiety about things changing has stopped her from taking her shot. Seth, for his part, is completely unaware... much to the chagrin of their other friends. Her outfit- a Kaigan style frills-and-gothic aesthetic- is one she has made herself, utilizing the sewing practices her mother taught her from a young age, and is surprisingly easy to move in despite the elaborate nature of it all. This particular coat has twin amikiri (her favorite monster, a sort of flying scorpion fairy) plushies on either side of it that double as pincushions. Like all of Seth's friends, she has a secret; a secret that'll twist their world upside down... On a particularly boring day at the cusp of her teenage years, Jay was left alone and tragically bored. A choice decision to rummage around her parents' attic revealed old manuals once belonging to her grandfather; guides to assassination and stealth tactics. The young girl was taken with the imagery, and practices said techniques on an old bust used for designing dresses- old enough that the occasional needle-stab or stain from her growing power of Venomancy easily goes unnoticed to her inattentive parents. While she'd never used these skills on another person... who knows what will happen, when someone comes offering everything you've ever wanted?
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speakofcompersion · 1 month
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Still Shining - Taemin
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gia-d · 4 months
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Some of you seemed very concerned about poor Shadow in the teaser sketch I posted for the fic @not-freyja and I are currently planning.
Rest assured, Shadow isn't the only one who is going to suffer greatly in this story. ❤️
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ontosgold · 12 days
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Alpha
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thyrinea · 2 months
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Small little thing I've been thinking today while writting another analysis for Alien Stage.
It's so interesting to see that Ivan, the one who was adopted at an auction to the highest bidder, fell in love with the one who was being sold with a 50% discount.
The one everyone wanted, wants the one nobody would even bat an eye.
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redraw of luz from that one frame sneak peek we got the other day,,, i miss her sm ;-;
[ ID: A digital illustration of Luz from The Owl House. She is dressed in her Halloween costume, as seen at the end of Thanks to Them. She is sitting on her knees, looking up and towards the left, seemingly concerned. One arm is out in front of her and the other is behind her, touching the ground. The background is the same area as seen in the teaser image; a purple, dreamlike area. End ID. ] 
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cranberrymoons · 8 months
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searching for something
prompts: titfucking (kinktober), friendship/observant (@eddiemonth) tags: blow jobs, steve's soft dom awakening, and the horniest possible result from a vhs rental of the breakfast club rated: e (18+)
“What can you do?”
Eddie blinks slowly then picks his head up from where it’s pillowed on Steve’s chest. 
Steve’s hand falls out of his hair and down to rest on his shoulder, and he tilts his head in the cradle of his other arm where it’s curled behind his head on the pillow. Eddie rolls over slightly onto his stomach, digging his chin into Steve’s sternum to stare up at him.
“What?”
Steve smiles. “Like in the movie,” he says. His hand finds Eddie’s hair again, pushing it back from his face. “What’s your secret special skill? Your party trick?”
They’d put The Breakfast Club on intending to actually watch it, but he’d gotten distracted fifteen minutes in by the long column of Steve’s throat next to him, which had devolved into both of them slowly losing clothes until the tape turned into background noise. 
And then again around the point of the smoking scene, Steve sliding wordlessly onto his back and pulling Eddie along with him, licking up over his lips as Eddie fucked back into him where he was still all loose and open, hands winding together on the pillow above their heads as they gasped into each other’s mouths.
And now, sprawled out in a tangle of limbs as the on-screen conversation moves on to something else, washing the room in a warm-lit glow. Eddie ducks his head and presses a kiss to the center of Steve’s chest, slow and open-mouthed and trailing up toward the hollow of his throat.
“I don’t know,” he says after a moment. He sucks on Steve’s skin, sinking his teeth into his clavicle until he hears Steve gasp above him. He smiles. “Smoke rings or something, probably.” He runs a hand up Steve’s chest, digging the edges of his nails in as he goes. “Bet I can guess yours.”
Steve laughs quietly. He unfolds his other arm to push both hands into Eddie’s hair, gathering it back from his face and securing it in a loose knot on top of his head. 
“Oh yeah?”
Eddie hums. “Yeah.” He slides a hand down over Steve’s ribcage then back up, fingers combing through his chest hair. “Bet you can do the Molly Ringwald thing.”
Steve lets out another little laugh, eyes flashing. “What, put on lipstick with my boobs?”
[continue reading on ao3 || 3,303 words]
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inafieldofdaisies · 3 months
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Character Moodboard + WIP snippet | Penelope “Penny” Hastings (FC5 AU OC)
“I used to think-”, Penny let out a dry laugh as her finger traced the edge of her wine glass, “I used to think he was such an asshole because he was trying to balance out some hidden attraction he felt for me... and then I realized, he's just an asshole. And now he's run off to God knows where when this is supposed to be a business trip... and I'm stuck watching my phone in case he needs something.” The man next to her chuckled at her tone, “One more reason to say 'Yes' to my idea and have some fun yourself. Fuck him.” “A double date with a complete stranger? Are your plans always so risqué?” Maxwell shrugged then sent a wink her way, “I'm in a pinch and you're bored. Win-win, Ms. Hastings.”
@corvosattano @strangefable @socially-awkward-skeleton @voidika @cassietrn @aceghosts @adelaidedrubman @florbelles @nightbloodbix @purplehairsecretlair @shellibisshe @jackiesarch @josephseedismyfather @direwombat @josephslittledeputy @trench-rot @dumbassdep @thesingularityseries @gearvmac @onehornedbeast @finding-comfort-in-rain @theelderhazelnut @carlosoliveiraa @the-silver-chronicles
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sunlightmurdock · 1 year
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A little MFIY Teaser bc after playing with sim bradley as a dad yesterday, I miss them so much!! :
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Bradley wanders through the house, whistling as he goes. It’s maybe a little too quiet, but he’s not complaining. At first, he assumes that you’ve gone to the store or to the park — then he remembers why he’s home early today. It’s Thursday. Lamaze. After you had made such a big deal about the two of you going, there’s no a chance in hell that you would’ve forgotten that it was today.
His whistling stops as he continues through the apartment, trailing his fingertips along the wall. He glances into the kitchen — no sign. Following forwards, he next checks the baby’s room.
“Hey, Seresin! — You home?”
You scowl at the way he chooses to address you. One hand rested on your swollen stomach, your eyes darken, features stormy as he rounds the corner into the nursery.
“Hi.” He gives you a nod of acknowledgement, leaning against the doorframe, chewing on a piece of gum. He looks handsome, standing there in his flightsuit with a neat, white t-shirt on under it.
“Bradshaw.” You answer him begrudgingly, hoping he takes offence to it as much as you do. Six weeks away from bringing his child into the world and he still calls you by your surname.
His grin falters as he lifts his arm and checks his watch. “Shouldn’t you be getting ready? — That class starts in like forty minutes.”
“Yes.” You reply, continuing to fold the muslins on the ground like that is all part of the plan. His brows scrunch softly — you’re never late and you definitely weren’t this chilled out about the class last night.
“So…?” He prompts you. Your face creases with irritation, calmly folding the cloths, avoiding his gaze. Sitting criss-crossed on the floor, a grey tanktop stretched over your growing bump. His face drops in realisation, breaking into a delighted grin. “You can’t get up, can you?”
“Yes, I can. I just don’t want to.” You bite back instantly. His grin widens.
“I’ll give you twenty dollars if you stand up right now.” Digging his hand into his pocket, he goes for his wallet, amusement dripping from that shit-eating grin on his face. Your hand balls into a koala printed linen cloth as you lift your gaze and glare at him.
“Why would I want twenty dollars from you?”
You would think that he would know better than to taunt a woman as pregnant as you are, but he continues anyway, his laugh practically a giggle as he urges you on. “I’ll go down on you the second we get home. Stand up.”
You hiss in annoyance, balling the cloth in your hand and launching it at his head. “Get out of my face, I swear to god — you make me want to hit you with things.”
He doubles over laughing, knowing that you just proved his point. Clutching a hand over his chest, he drops to his knees in front of you, cheeks red and flushed with delight. Your scowl twitches. Still laughing, he leans in closer across your criss-crossed legs. “Baby, that is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. Let me help you.”
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lazodiac · 27 days
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CARMEN QUITUE is an interesting young lady. Striking sapphire eyes and a dour stare, you'd think she's quite the rude one, but in truth she's simply inherited the stony expressions of her parents. She's actually quite kind once you get past the pastel skulls.
That unapproachable look isn't the only thing she inherited from her parents- from her father, she's received quite the potent Umbramancy, though she's yet to find a purpose for it beyond sending her shadow-dolls out to retrieve snacks, like rudimentary puppets.
Living in a world that's only recently been reminded of the supernatural is a difficult one, though her doting parents have insulated her from much of that struggle, raising her in the lap of relative luxury. Her girlfriend, YOMI, does her part in sharing the more down-to-earth aspects of life to her.
Of course, the immense power within her may find a use someday, in the future, lattice-work shadows stringing together in defense of her partner and friends... but that future is in shadows as much as she is. Only time will tell.
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navybrat817 · 1 year
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Bucky smiled, all teeth and blood, before his chilling laughter filled the room.
"Why are you laughing?!"
"Because my wife is going to kill you and I'm going to enjoy every second of it."
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chrisrin · 8 months
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hey guys i'm like a ~professional~ now and have a cool mailing list for updates about my shop!! (which will be opening very soon! but if you want to know exactly when you should totally sign up for my fun mailing list thingie :3)
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wallylinda · 1 year
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giving booster gold a canonical unnamed wife to beat back the homosexual agenda → she’s mentioned once and only gets a handful of blurry background shots → gay allegations still alive and stronger than ever
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tenebraevesper · 3 months
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Shatter Me, Entry 5: Shatter Me - Sonic X Shadow Generations
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''Somebody make me feel alive and shatter me!''
– Shatter Me by Lindsey Stirling
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Shadow's crimson eyes widened, their colour reflecting that of the sky, which was covered in dark clouds, thunder rumbling and lightning glowing in an eerie blood red light. Black and red alien-like creatures appeared from the clouds, dropping all over the city that Shadow had been observing earlier, causing carnage and destruction in their wake. Shadow could only stare in shock in disbelief as the realization of not only where he was, but also what was going on, hit him.
''Impossible! The Black Arms were supposed to be extinct!''
Somehow, he found himself back at Westopolis during the siege the Black Arms aliens laid upon it, but he didn't understand how this was possible. He knew that the Black Arms were gone, having not only personally defeated Black Doom as Super Shadow, but also annihilated the Black Comet via the Eclipse Cannon. Despite not acknowledging himself as such, he was the sole survivor of the Black Arms race, being a hybrid who had Black Arms DNA imbued in his person.
Nevertheless, having his memories fully restored and having resolved to protect the world in his own way, Shadow decided to put a stop to this invasion. It didn't matter to him whether this was some kind of illusion or if he had traveled to the past, he was not going to let Black Doom, or anyone for that matter, manipulate him again. Having made his decision, he skated off towards the city, fighting off any of the aliens that got into his way.
If the Black Arms are here, then Black Doom should also be close.
Shadow blasted a Black Warrior with a well-aimed Chaos Spear, continuing his chase through Westopolis, looking around for Black Doom, as he suspected that his supposed ''father'' might appear eventually and demand that he finds the Chaos Emeralds. However, something that he took note of was the fact that the streets seemed to be almost empty. There were no civilians running away nor G.U.N. soldiers fighting back against the invasion, keeping Shadow wondering. He was suddenly blinded by a flash of light, placing his arm over his eyes to shield them, and to his shock, he found himself skating through the Space Colony ARK, devoid of all life aside from one entity that emerged from a red portal.
''You!''
Before Shadow was a black and dark purple starfish-like creature with six black-tipped squamous probes and a brutally large red-orange eye in its center. Emerging from its eye and moving along its limbs, it had six blood-red lines. The dark hedgehog furrowed a brow, gritting his teeth as he glared daggers at what he came to knew as Doom's Eye.
''You are late, Shadow… We have returned to take over this pathetic planet you call home! Its annihilation is near! It is time to embrace the dawn of your demise and despair!''
To Shadow's shock, the space station around him started to break apart, with reality warping in itself, turning into a spiral-like landscape. Shadow turned his attention back to Doom's Eye, who was now escaping through the tunnel and sped up, determined not to let it get away. However, the ground below him gave away, and a kaleidoscope of buildings emerged instead. It was as if the world was falling apart and trying to rebuild itself again. He saw Doom's Eye flying past him, stopping for a moment as if to taunt him, before disappearing once again as Shadow fell back into a reality that was either the past or his own memories; he didn't know.
''Shadow!''
Shadow felt someone grabbing him by the wrist, turning his attention upwards and seeing Sonic holding his arm. The azure hedgehog was just as stunned to see the environment around them becoming more and more twisted, but nevertheless happy to see his rival.
''Brace yourself!'' Sonic exclaimed, suddenly throwing Shadow towards a nearby skyscraper, with the dark hedgehog landing on top of it. Sonic then used his homing attack to zero in on the skyscraper, skidding to a halt once he landed safely. Both hedgehogs exchanged glances, before looking back at their surroundings, which were a twisted reflection of the reality they knew.
''Sonic, what is going on? The Black Arms…'' Shadow trailed off when he suddenly spotted another newcomer to their little reunion – a light blue hedgehog wearing red shoes and carrying himself with a swagger Shadow had already seen in one other person. His eyes darted from Sonic's younger self towards the older one, who just gave him a confident smirk.
''It's a bit of a long story involving saving the world again… But, do you think you can handle yourself here?'' Sonic asked. Shadow gazed back at the warped image of Westopolis that was once again invaded by the Black Arms, before turning his attention back to Sonic, responding in an equally confident manner.
''Of course I can. I'll take care of this.''
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euclicide · 11 months
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Yo how's STASIS coming along, my friend?
its ceased development indefinitely but who cares check this cool shit out!!
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rebouks · 1 year
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pneuma; [in stoic thought] the vital spirit, soul, or creative force of a person
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