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Secondary Colors & Tertiary Souls

Two lovers have reincarnated throughout history, destined to find each other and fall in love all over again. There’s also this third guy that reincarnates alongside them… we don’t really know what he does.

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I've honestly lost track of how many times I've been here. Watching from the outside as they found each other again. Sometimes they remember, sometimes they don't. But they always find each other. And sometimes they find me. But never in a way that matters. I came close once. Violet came back as a beautiful young woman and I happened to be a strapping young man from a noble family.

This was way back when dragons were still trouncing around the countryside. I was her betrothed, and I was so happy. But then she found Forest, as one of the most gorgeous dragons I'd ever seen. To be fair every other gorgeous dragon was either Violet or Forest in another life, but still. He was breathtaking. He stole her away, and they lived happily ever after. 

I don't like to think about how bad things were after they left. I'd like to think that if I came that close to them again I'd handle things better. No elderberry wine and cliff edges for me, thank you very much.

But, well…

It's hard to keep going like this.

There’s a legend about us you know? Two souls, born into the world over and over again. They always find each other. And every time, their love burns through the barriers of forgotten times, and they embrace. Every time, they come back and without fail, a third appears. No one quite knows why, but the third soul is always present. Either in passing, or as a foe, or even a friend. Some say that when the three meet, you can sense it happen. But always it is the lovers, and their shadow. 

They were an orcish warrior and an adorable scholar. I was a merchant passing through their village.

They were a pair of rebellious halflings. I was an elf who barely had a chance to speak to them before the war.

They were a lake spirit and a knight. While I was an ogre he'd been tricked into slaying.

They were a priest and a fair maiden. I was a dangerous lich, despite only using my powers to heal.

They were a bookseller and a musclehead. I was just a regular at the coffee shop they frequented. That time we became pretty good friends. 

They were starcrossed lovers, an astronaut and an alien. And I worked on mission control millions of miles away.

I get to see them come together again and again and again. But I never get a chance. Sometimes we see each other in the interim. The place between life and death. Sometimes they remember me from the previous life, those are the best moments of my existence. We talk, reminisce, apologize, and promise to remember next time. But they rarely ever do. And even if they do, they almost never remember me.

Right now, I'm a bartender. Serving drinks to assholes all night long. Night after night. Last time the higher ups apologized again for the trouble with my memories. They promised that this time things would be different. This time, when I die again, I won't have to come back. My paradise has been waiting for almost a thousand years, and will still be there when I'm ready. I might be ready to just rest, and let them keep up this asinine cycle they have going. 

That’s when I see them. Violet is a tall man wearing a black turtleneck. He looks so kind, like he always does. Forest is a large man, with a thick beard and a wide smile. They are perfect. Just like always. Even when Violet’s sword was cutting through me, or when Forest was soaring away with Violet in his claws. They were smiling at each other, their hands clasped in each others’ as they danced to the pulsing music. They had matching rings on, married once again. 

They glance in my direction and slow in their dance. I fumble, dropping the tumbler in my hands all over the bar. Sticky booze and ice scatter across the surface and soak my apron. I swear quietly, trying desperately to mop up the mess before it could drip onto any customers. I may be set in the afterlife, but here I need this damned job. I jump when paper towels gently move my frantic hands out of the way. My breath catches in my throat. 

They were here. Frantically setting up a paper towel barricade with the help of the security nearby. My hands are shaking. I’m smaller in this life. Lanky, and awkward, and too many stuttered out excuses. I hadn’t really been taking care of myself this time around, if I’m being honest. Forest takes my hands, trying to stop their shaking. My eyes snap to his and I feel it. Oh this one was going to hurt. These ones always did. He remembered me, or at least something about me. I was a homeless man last time. I lashed out in frustration when I saw them walking down the street. They later visited me sometimes after I apologized. They brought me sandwiches sometimes. Then the cycle started again.

“It’s you.” He said. His voice isn’t angry or sad. It’s a soft voice full of awe. I will fully admit that I am beyond confused. We must have been standing here a while because Violet finishes cleaning and looks at us. I expect him to lash out or question his husband, whatever his name is this time. But he doesn’t. He looks at me, and starts to tear up. He remembers too. This is going to really suck. Last time I was so tired and sick. This time I’m a pathetic lanky loser. It’s been a few minutes, both of their hands are clasping mine. I can’t look at them. I keep my gaze to the floor. This will be the last time. I promise myself that, at the end of this one I am staying in the after. 

“Pumpkin.” The name, the name I’ve only ever used sparingly in the after. They said my name. I can feel myself crying as I look at them. Their gazes are full of sorrow, regret, awe, and something that they had only ever had for each other. Forest guides me around the bar, the pair nearly jumping over the counter. The other patrons and bartenders give us strange, knowing, looks. Then they hug me. Well, envelope me more like. They are both bigger than me. They wrap themselves around my soggy boozy body. 

“We’re so so sorry.” Violet mutters into my hair. Forest it patting my front down with paper towels, muttering apologies and explanations that I barely hear. It takes me a few minutes to catch up. But I can still feel it. I feel a shift in myself. Like something slotting into place. 

“You remember…” My voice is a whisper, and I begin to sob when they nod and pull me in between them. They remember. Maybe they’ll want to stay with me in paradise. Maybe this life won’t be quite so bad. They’re running through names I’ve had in the past, some that even I barely recall. When they kiss me, one after the other, it feels like all of the pain is being seared away. 

I’m not a shadow anymore.

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OK! I'm probably gonna make more of these at some point but here we go! A writing prompt for chrimmas!

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Two lovers have reincarnated throughout history, destined to find each other and fall in love all over again. There’s also this third guy that reincarnates alongside them… we don’t really know what he does.

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a list of 100+ buildings to put in your fantasy town

academy

adventurer's guild

alchemist

apiary

apothecary

aquarium

armory

art gallery

bakery

bank

barber

barracks

bathhouse

blacksmith

boathouse

book store

bookbinder

botanical garden

brothel

butcher

carpenter

cartographer

casino

castle

cobbler

coffee shop

council chamber

court house

crypt for the noble family

dentist

distillery

docks

dovecot

dyer

embassy

farmer's market

fighting pit

fishmonger

fortune teller

gallows

gatehouse

general store

graveyard

greenhouses

guard post

guildhall

gymnasium

haberdashery

haunted house

hedge maze

herbalist

hospice

hospital

house for sale

inn

jail

jeweller

kindergarten

leatherworker

library

locksmith

mail courier

manor house

market

mayor's house

monastery

morgue

museum

music shop

observatory

orchard

orphanage

outhouse

paper maker

pawnshop

pet shop

potion shop

potter

printmaker

quest board

residence

restricted zone

sawmill

school

scribe

sewer entrance

sheriff's office

shrine

silversmith

spa

speakeasy

spice merchant

sports stadium

stables

street market

tailor

tannery

tavern

tax collector

tea house

temple

textile shop

theatre

thieves guild

thrift store

tinker's workshop

town crier post

town square

townhall

toy store

trinket shop

warehouse

watchtower

water mill

weaver

well

windmill

wishing well

wizard tower

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I HAVE WAITED ALL YEAR TO POST THIS

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sketch

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this callout couldve been a block button

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i saw wallace slice up the moon and eat it as cheese on a cracker as a kid and i just haven’t known true satisfaction since

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Meet Nico Weyland, also known as Black on the Skald.

You can read the fic, Three and One, here!

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Meet the crew of the Skeld (in my fic at least).

From left to right we have; Rose, Blue, Cyan, Purple, White, Green, Pink, Red, Black, Yellow, Gray, Maroon, Tan, Orange, and Brown.

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And done, the main quartet of my fic, Three and One

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Written Works Masterpost - NSFW under the cut

Three and One pt.1 - Crewmate x Imposter (Among Us fic) Three and One pt.2 - Crewmate x Imposter (Among Us fic) Three and One pt.3 - Crewmate x Imposter (Among Us fic)

The Difference Between Protection and Cruelty - Jackrabbit

Safe System pt.1 - Human x Orc x Minotaur

Hare Hop - Ferro meets a Hare at the gym. (18+) Demon's Delight - Ferro meets the rest of the Polycule (18+)

In the Lion's Den (Commission) - Ian meets Duke (18+) In the Lion's Paws (Commission) - Ian gets some aftercare (18+) In the Lion's Pride (Commission) - Nathan is invited over to Duke's place for some fun (18+)

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Younger writers. Please, just know that you could not skip to different songs on a cassette tape, that’s CDs. With tapes you pressed fast forward or rewind and prayed.

Also, VHS tapes did not have menu screens. Your only options were play, fast forward, rewind, pause, stop, or eject.

Y’all are making me feel like the crypt keeper here, I’m begging you 😭

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Let's make a color!

Inspired by that one tumblr blue™ post

reblog for sample size!

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Unitaur! Unfortunately the scanner did not capture the neon rainbow pencils strokes, but the rest looks miles better than phone photos. I hope I can get scans of my work more consistently in the future ^^ ----------------------------- 💜BuyMeaCoffee💜Patreon💜

More of the rainbow colors show on this photo, but the quality isn't the best :(

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Written Works Masterpost - NSFW under the cut

Three and One pt.1 - Crewmate x Imposter (Among Us fic) Three and One pt.2 - Crewmate x Imposter (Among Us fic) Three and One pt.3 - Crewmate x Imposter (Among Us fic)

The Difference Between Protection and Cruelty - Jackrabbit

Safe System pt.1 - Human x Orc x Minotaur

Hare Hop - Ferro meets a Hare at the gym. (18+) Demon's Delight - Ferro meets the rest of the Polycule (18+)

In the Lion's Den (Commission) - Ian meets Duke (18+) In the Lion's Paws (Commission) - Ian gets some aftercare (18+) In the Lion's Pride (Commission) - Nathan is invited over to Duke's place for some fun (18+)

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Three and One, Pt.3

Imposter x Crewmate

Black starts to recover, Gray pays a visit, Black knows things he shouldn't, White and Purple are questioned, Gray is very confused.

Chapter1, Chapter 2,

Black was getting a little frustrated with the electrical shrieking coming from White’s scanner. It seemed White was of the same mind, making a frustrated groan before tossing the offending tool onto another cot. As it landed, the offending tool sparked violently. 

“And that’s scanner number three.” White sighs in defeat. “You know what? No more scanners.” She huffed in barely concealed outrage as she briskly made her way to the many cabinets lining the walls. She returned with an armful of disinfectant spray, cleaning wipes, gloves, and bandages. Still muttering to herself, White began removing the bandages on his torso and arms. With practiced precision, she wiped them clean of drying blood, sprayed the now mostly closed cuts and gases with disinfectant, and had Black re-wrapped in under five minutes flat. 

“There, that’s better.” She groused, removing her gloves with a snap. You’re healing well enough. You leg will be out of the cast in a few more weeks. As long as you don’t strain your arms too much I’d be willing to let you leave Medical in a few days time.” Black’s eyes lit up at the prospect of being in his own room again. 

“Please! Yes, I’ll be extra careful!” Black exclaimed, earning him an unimpressed look in return. White typed a few things out on her personal pad, never once looking away from her patient. Black fidgeted under her glare. 

“You’re just lucky that your arms weren’t as badly damaged as your leg” She huffed. “We’ll remove the cast on your wrist tomorrow, then the next day you’re free to go. With regular check up as a condition.” Her glare was absolutely deadly as she leaned in close. “If I can’t wind of you straining yourself while you’re still healing, I will strap you to this cot for a month.” 

The lights in medical flickered dramatically, casting her frightening expression in ominous shadows. Black audibly gulped before frantically nodding his understanding. After a tense few minutes, White finally backed off. She walked briskly over to her desk and flopped into the seat, furiously typing away. Black sagged in relief against the cot, the lights seeming to snap back into perfect working order. Part of Black wondered if she’d timed that with the impending power failure. They’d been so much more frequent since Orange and Blue had started work on the backup generators. 

The door to medical opened suddenly, causing Black to glance over. Gray strode in, a grin on his face. He strode over to Black’s cot, scraped a chair along the ground, and plunked down with a heavy sigh. Black was surprised to see him. Gray had staunchly been avoiding medical since the accident. Black found it a little strange seeing as he’d pulled him from the pile of crates and volunteered for the transfusion. 

“Hey there Shrimp, how ya feelin’?” Gray asked, his voice a bit strained. Black gave a weak smile in return, repeating what White had told him. Gray only kept up the smile a moment longer before sighing towards the ceiling. “Listen squirt, I’m sorry.” He choked out. Black’s eyes widened in shock.

“Sorry? What for?” He asked. Gray seemed even more uncomfortable.

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Black’s head rang with the sudden headache, his hand flying to his eyes. Gray startled, his larger hand finding purchase on Black’s shoulder. Black shook the static from his thoughts, willing the stabbing behind his eyes into submission. 

“You ok Squirt?” Gray asked in surprised concern. Black gave a shaky nod, rubbing the last of the ache away. 

“M’fine,” Black choked out, “been having micro headaches since the accident.” Black looked back to Gray, the taller man’s eyes full of concern. “Sorry, what were you saying?” Gray cleared his throat roughly.

“Right,” he replied, “I just. I’m sorry for what I said. You know, before the accident.” Gray muttered. Black couldn't help the light chuckle that escaped him. 

“Is that all? Honestly I haven’t given it a thought.” Black replied easily. “Besides, You’ve done more than enough to make up for telling the truth.” Black reached up to pat the hand on his shoulder. “You even volunteered for the transfusion.” Gray’s eyes widened comically. Black snorted at the expression, unable to help himself. “You look like a lost puppy.” He managed between giggles. After a few minutes, Black finally managed to calm himself down, with the help of another of White’s scathing looks. 

“How did you know that?” Gray asked, something strange in his voice. Black was ready to answer, but his mind came up blank. How did he know that? He knew without a shadow of a doubt that Gray, Maroon, and Pink had all volunteered to give blood so Black could have a transfusion. But he couldn’t say how exactly he could have known that. 

“I’m, I’m not really sure.” Black confessed. “Maybe I overheard something while I was still out of it?” He theorized. Gray nodded, still looking very confused. Gray gave a comforting squeeze to Black’s shoulder as he rose from his seat.

“Yeah Squirt, maybe.” Gray said, “You try to get a little rest, I gotta get back to it.” Gray closed the curtains around Black’s cot, sending him a reassuring look before stepping away. Black settled back into his cot, pressing a button on his remote to level out the mattress. He closed his eyes and let himself drift off. 

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Gray took less than a minute to yank White and Purple out into the hall. As the door to medical closed behind them he whirled to face the pair. Both looked rather unimpressed. 

“Did one of you tell him that I donated blood?” He demanded, his grip on his disguise becoming a little harder to hold onto. White’s glare could have curdled milk. 

“I would never betray doctor patient confidentiality.” The older woman snarled. The imposter was startled at the venom in her voice. She rivaled the healers back on Polus. She only calmed a bit when Purple stepped between them. 

“What she means is that we didn’t tell him, nor would we without express permission from the donors.” Purple said evenly. They removed their helmet to reveal their metallic purple eyes. They always startled the imposter every time he saw them. Gray settled himself, looking at the floor as if searching for answers there. 

“Then how the fuck does he know?” He muttered. Purple cleared their throat as they stepped forward. 

“Your species possesses a form of genetic memory, correct?” they posited. Gray was taken aback at their bluntness, but nodded nonetheless. “My father told me stories about where my sire came from. But he never told me any details.” Purple looked directly into Gray’s eyes, searching for trust of some kind. They must have found it. “Despite this, I know that he came from Polus. And that he met my father there.” 

While the imposters knew what Purple was, they’d never directly approached the half-breed about their nature. Still, with the revelation that a half-human still possessed the sight. White spoke in a thoughtful tone.

“Is it possible that Black has somehow inherited some of your genetic memory?” She asked. Her eyes flicked around as if calculating something in real time. “Come to think of it, I;ve gone through three scanners as of today trying to get readings on him.” Gray looks at her in alarm. 

“Shit, that…” Gray was at a loss. He’d never heard of anything like that. Not even in half-breeds. It looked like Purple was coming to a similar conclusion. “Fuck, ok. I’ll talk to the others. See if they’ve heard of anything like this. I sure as fuck haven’t.” Gray said with finality. “Let me know if anything changes.” He said, storming away from the pair. This would either be interesting, or very bad.

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Sorry that this update is rather short, but thankfully the plot is beginning to move forward.

In case it wasn't clear, yes Purple is half imposter.

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Dirge, prince of hell, celestial warlock, diplomat in training, one one of my current DnD characters!

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