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"Go ahead and open it, puppet; it won't bite...butitmaysting~"

🎄 Merry Christmas and happy holidays to all my readers from Calliope and Esther! As the year swiftly turns over, may your days be colorful and your nights be dark and full of (bewitching; bewildering) eyes 👁️

(expect chapter 12 of Antigreen on Dec. 27th!)

(Art by @ cutelootsuit on Twitter)

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If a star winks down at you from up above,

it's not atmospheric twinkling,

Its love--flirting, even,

millions of years in transit ✨

-⁊

(Art by the amazing @koinumilk )

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When your powers are instead so Lovecraftian that your morality becomes impossible for mortals to ascertain, your bolts get really esoteric with it. We're talking predominantly praseochlor, nemaphlox, maybe even horident or octarine.

...what do you mean those aren't "real" colors?

let's clear this up: when i say my powers are "evil", i'm not talking about anything structural or political. it means that my magic bolts are predominantly black, crimson and purple.

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"

The eyes are the window to the soul, you know. And all both of my eyes are up here. ^

o_o

No, puppet; further.

°_°

Keep going, past your brow.

^_^

There!

That dull red, that faint static at the back of your mind? That's me.

Don't look too long, now~

" -⁊

Antigreen (AO3)

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Far out in ideatic space, where coherent thought begins to fray, a presence lurks unseen. The hidden star, the void-which-joins; we know It only indirectly for Its influence--or Its consumption--of those unfortunates that drift into Its fractal maw.

Divinities with sapience to self-preserve avoid it, when they may, but still It tracks a peppered path of mind-shaped holes across the realm. For a hundred billion years to eat unlucky scraps has been Its blind, solipsistic wont, and in that mercy life has flourished.

But no more. As Esther It has acquired personhood, and both the gods and mortals living in the Real must quake. In the face of Its unequaled power only paltry Logic, or Physics, remain in the way of Its goal of an everlasting eldritch marriage between worlds--and to Her human bride-to-be.

Her Realization will bring the end of everything.

(Art by @ sanstpx on Twitter!)

Read Antigreen on AO3!

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Shit I just remembered seeing this post months ago and being so confused because I thought it was like, autogenerated?? Very mysterious...

Did someone submit this?? (If so, I'm honored!)

Anyway, sorry Esker but She clears, I'm afraid...

(excited to share the full art once it's finished)

⚠️Vote for whomever YOU DO NOT KNOW⚠️‼️

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...I’ve got a plan--let Gargantua suck us right to her horizon, then a powered slingshot around to launch us at Edmund's.

-Cooper

Re-watched Interstellar last week and I was struck by how a few times Cooper (and maybe Brand or Romilly idr) refers to Gargantua as "she", instead of "it". Might be just pseudo-military/NASA influence like how (space?)ships are gendered for some reason (?), but Gargantua's namesake in François Rabelais' novels is a male giant--so I'm interpreting it as deliberate and that there's just some inherent femininity about black holes. It's more fun that way.

Maybe it's a yonic/hysteric thing: Black holes have no hair, "nature abhors a naked singularity", anything that enters is spaghettified, and we might all be living in one anyway (talk about a womb with a view). I mean:

If a black hole is an oyster, the

singularity is the pearl inside.

-Romilly

(Which of the Endurance's crew would go clam diving? Pardon my French, Rabelais)

In that sense then, the event horizon is Mother Nature's ultimate barrier to man's incessant exploration (into which Cooper literally penetrates and is reborn from, lol wow). The singularity is the place where gravity/love is greatest. Gargantua is the Mother of humanity's future to balance Cooper as a father--that's kind of heteronormative, but I don't expect anything queerer from Nolan, tbh, unfortunately.

(am I reading into this too much?)

Anyway, I think she's very pretty. Praise the it/she girlie; long may she devour, and maybe find her Pantagruel 💚💜🖤

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When the dark goddess descended, there were of course some who tried to worship her, but it soon became clear that It would suffer only one to be her hierophant: the meek woman in green that It kept leashed and collared on a heavy chain, with mauveine flowers in her hair and a perpetual whimper in her lips.

A strangely tame-d beast for one so dark, but only through her were petitions ever even entertained.

(Just a fun medieval fantasy AU I wrote of Calliope & Esther)

Read The Empress' Eyes on AO3~

Or my (ongoing) story: Antigreen (also AO3)

Art by @ cutelootsuit on Twitter

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I like her...she can do a little world-eating, as a treat, I think

Yes another drawing EHEHEHEHEHWSFSHHDH

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Don't know where else to post this but work has been kicking my butt so Antigreen chapter 10 will be out a bit late, hopefully within the next week! Just fyi ♥️

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Cooking a medieval fantasy AU of my OCs with this kinda vibe, gosh how I wish Hades were a woman...

So yeah, stay tuned!

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yes babe the sex was great but i never finished talking about vampires so i think we need to get back to that

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"[It's] just a little guy", I say about the eldritch horror.

"He's just a little guy" I say to the eldritch horror

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She has a hand for every kind of touch; that hand is for hitting, that hand is for petting, that hand is for grabbing, that hand is for holding. We feel the pull on our skin and recoil. (We Know the Devil)

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Oh there will be, if I have anything to say about it 😶

are there fics with them already?

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About to lay the worst goddang egg (novel) that's ever been laid..

i'm pregnant... with the next great American novel! [looks directly at you, suddenly serious] and I'm getting an abortion