#(( and sorry for the delay! ))

[harri-etvane]

Ask game: Post the fic summary for a fic you haven't written/published yet. It can be hypothetical or something you really plan on releasing… Share something romantic/hot from your WIP, or just something sweet if it's gen.

WIP Weather Ask Game: Sun - What's your favorite part of your WIP? Tornado - Who is your most impulsive character and why? Wildfire - Who is your most emotional character and why?

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Hello, love ❤️

Fic summary:

This is.. mostly hypothetical but it's an idea I've had loitering around my brain for ages - I've probably mentioned it at some point before.

Something where, Vova looks at Maks and wonders; you swore you'd never harm me, that you'd give your life for mine - but what if? What if that isn't the case - what if you would hurt me, if you would betray me; what then? (ofc he never would; but just, Vova having those thoughts, even if they are entirely unfounded).

I'll probably never write it because it would need a lot of actual plot points and I suck at those - unless it was just a little angst ridden, post-nightmare sort of thing. It's a thought anyway.

Something sweet:

He returns from his trek a half an hour later with a steaming mug of tea and a plate of warm poppy seed rolls that the canteen worker had pressed upon him after realising the tea was for the President. Knocking briefly on the door, he shoulders it open after a few seconds. Thankfully, Vova is fully dressed this time, resplendent in a grey sweatshirt and soft dark trousers, slowly towel-drying his hair  as though it’s a monumental effort. He startles slightly as the door opens, blinking owlishly behind his round glasses and sympathy curls quietly in Maksym’s chest as he sets down the mug of tea on the side - the softness, the gentleness of Vova that no-one has yet managed to rip from him; it’s here, always, just out of sight.

“Here.”

Maks leans over and takes the now damp towel away from him, Vova’s hair stood at all angles as Maks gives him a gentle push toward the bed. He sinks down onto it, a leaden  weight, burrowing into the blankets, his shoulders slumped. Maks pushes the mug of tea at him, nudges the plate of buns a little closer. There’s something so woundingly soft about him here, curled into the blankets on his tiny bed, hands clutching at the steaming mug of tea, his eyes threatening to slide shut.

He can’t understand why anyone would ever want to hurt Vova.

Swallowing down the lump in his throat, he rubs a hand at the back of his neck.

Sun - This is a lil vague and not actually an excerpt, but it's been nice to explore the dynamic between Olena and Andriy, and Olena and Maks in the Laurel Grows rewrite. I'm trying to give everyone space to breathe in this version; rather than rattling through it in 6k words like I did last time.

Tornado - Maks? maybe? He can very much be a lil bit tough-love, 'I know you're the President but I can be stubborn too'

Wildfire - oooh. Olena, I think? The few times I've written her - her emotions have been a little closer to the surface than say, Vova or Maks.

Thanks for asking darling ❤️❤️

[wyvern-flames]

Jill said: "it sounds kind of lovely, actually."

"Right?" Clive answers almost immediately. The terrace was an area around the castle that should not be ignored. He thought to show it to Jill today, his little place of hiding when he wanted to have a quiet thought or two, stare at the sky, wander, and wonder. Somehow, he appreciated it just a little more than his own chambers.

And he wasn't lying when he said they could overlook such a scenic sight there, one that could make you forget your woes... and sometimes even enhance them. For better or worse, that little corner was one he was fond of, hopefully she could be, too. Surely, she missed her home, he thought, and though his Father was as attentive as possible with her, no one could deny that there truly was no place like home -- homesickness could be mortal, if left unattended.

"Do you wish to go there now? You will not regret it, I assure you."

♞ @eikonshiva ♞

[phantomrune]

" this isn't what it looks like. " // long time no see! dealer's choice of recipient :)

"Oh? I think that's your most pathetic excuse to date!" The fiery pixie exclaimed, darting over to the warrior they'd been hoping so dearly to catch after sensing their presence crossing the rift once more. To think that they'd been trying to sneak around The Crystarium again without their lovely branch to boot! Why, nothing could be more important than spending time with them!

She'd been with Ryne just a moment ago, helping her with her newfound interest in plants and their medicinal properties...they could help with that! They knew tons and tons about plant life!

The pixie huffed, fluttering up over their head, before landing on it, an agitated twitch of their wings ruffling the warrior's hair a bit.

"You'll have to make it up to me by bringing me along, you know~ I can even teach you a thing or two! Those horned healers you call your teachers can only tell you so much~" and just like that, they were calm again. It was hard to stay angry at their sapling, after all.

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

main take aways from Halloween (1978) rewatch:

michael myers is canonically 21??? this bitch should be at the club

*sees tiddies* ***MURDEROUS RAMPAGE NOISES***

that's it that's the movie

outside of the fact that everyone who has sex is murdered by the narrative, this is a surprisingly chill portrayal of female sexuality? these teen girls are horny and actively enjoying Getting It On with their boytoys. no pushy boyfriends sneaking in through their bedroom windows--these ladies are taking the initiative to sneak out and GET SOME. one of them gets laid and then immediately orders her boyfriend to get her a beer. (yes she gets Slashered soon afterward, but so does the boyfriend so honestly, gender equality.) yes the Final Girl is the only one not having sex, but she's not bullied for that, nor are her friends slut shamed except possibly by being murdered by the narrative

actually the only character who is shown being morally condemned on-screen is michael myers. specifically FOR his violent overreaction to other people's sex lives. (people he is spying on). metaphorically, the villain is American Puritanism sticking its judgy nose into other people's business.

aka Michael Myers Is A Republican

but actually the real villain is the doctor. guy's a judgemental, shaming, pathologizing asshole. and he's been in charge of michael's care since he was SIX YEARS OLD? kid never had a chance. i'd go on a killing spree too

also the parents. where are the parents? it's halloween night and all the teenage girls are home babysitting their younger siblings? come to think of it, michael's first victim was his own older sister, whom he killed while she was babysitting him. teen girls are really shouldering a labour burden here. maybe parentification is the true villain

side note: mike commits his first murder wearing a clown costume...which is never referenced again? his 'iconic' costume is a generic mask and wig and jumpsuit, when we coulda had a Killer Clown Michael Myers??? travesty

i like how the Final Girl and her friend casually smoke weed in her car. yeah she's an honor student and her friend is the sheriff's daughter. yeah they smoke weed. so what it's 1978

(to reiterate, mike is 21 and should be at the club. im not saying he shouldn't be rampaging, im saying it's sad that he broke out, tasted freedom for the first time in his life, and immediately snuck back into his childhood home to go rampaging. let's have a remake where he goes to a nightclub and has a few beers. maybe some slutty dancing. then rampage)

oh no he's hot

[wombywoo]

shower time teaser for this week's p@treon post 💀🧼

[izloveshorses]

greta gerwig really said. when this girl gets a little sad and confused by the weird and complicated and uncomfortable parts of being human and growing up, she meets god and sits at her kitchen table, drinks her tea, holds her hands. and she asks god if she’s allowed to be happy. and god tells her she doesn’t need her permission. she tells her she’s going to be okay.

[kamiraaah]

Malleus going home to visit his grandma only to find Vovo Bucchi has a matching throne right next to Grandma Mal

They need more chairs to have afternoon tea, unfortunately Lady Maleficia has to improvise due to how little time they have available, they both have responsibilities, you know how it is~

Malleus: Wow... Grandma really is incredible.

Lilia internally: HUH??? What the fuck?! A THRONE?!?!?!

[lomlompurim]

Request time! For @/opalfairy Magical Girls Shen Yuan y Shang Qinghua!🥒✈

The designs I imagined for each of them

And a littlr extra♡

I know I did more than usual but I loved this concept! >u<

[ruubesz-draws]

Godzilla GIJINKA!!!!! (Finally)

I'm trying different ways to add colour to these drawings Failed miserably... :')

I redesigned Mothra and Scylla. Shimo and Tiamat were fun to design!

I'm also going to post the full profile/infos about my gijinkas later too (Hopefully soon)

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Kiss Kiss Fallen Tree!

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[prayantis]

“Calvary”

First - Previous - Final

[boombaux]

tim and bruce got first class

[matchstique]

Oh also this is late, but here is my piece for the “Turtles Together” zine. Unfortunately the sales are done, but @tmntzines is heading another project called “Leader in Blue”! Applications have closed at this time, but I am excited to see what the group comes up with next!

[zhukzucraft]

=> Martyn: Help a fella out

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The Creeper is busy bothering the newbie so you get a free crit on it easily enough. A well-timed second hit takes care of the problem before it can get out of hand.

You win! You receive

5 experience

0 gunpowder

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[blanchebees]

ND-5

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[totalswagisland]

this stupid ass meme redraw. maybe someday ill draw normal ship art but not today