#Might post a sneak peek

[writingfics-passingtime]

sneak peek on a wip [Loki x reader]

cw: tickling, swearing, minors dni

Your voice cracks with laughter and panic. “Loki, don’t you fucking dare-”

He doesn’t even answer.

He starts.

One single finger. Dragged slow and excruciating along the soft pad beneath your toes.

Your entire body arches, helpless as you howl, twisting like you have a chance at escaping.

But he’s barely moved. Just tracing, slow and exploratory, almost curious.

“Fuck! This is so messed up-”

Loki hums. “You really ought to have kept that clever mouth shut.”

You grit your teeth, trying to focus. “This- this is petty. This is some villain-ass shit. No wonder Thor used to kick your ass when you were younger.”

“Oh?” he says, trailing his thumb gently along your arch, dragging a laugh straight from your lungs. “You want to talk about childhood trauma now? In the middle of this? How very Avenger of you.”

Your teeth clench. “I hate you.”

He laughs without looking at you. “You wish.”

[nevermoorsource]

Check out this Silverborn: The Mystery of Morrigan Crow snippet that was posted a few weeks ago on Hachette Australia's Instagram!

[cherrycoke1818]

Sneak peek at a one shot I’m writing

“Oh, um,” He stammered before clearing his throat and shifting his weight. “I just saw you standing out here in the cold and thought you might need a jacket.” He fiddled with his hands as he began to ramble. But Chloe wasn’t listening—she was rather distracted. “I am sorry if I overstepped—”

Chloe sucked in a breath, she was mesmerized by the young man in front of her. Settled behind a pair of cute chunky glasses he had the most gorgeous blue eyes she had ever seen, his black hair was a mess of waves that got shorter near his neck, and his nervous smile made her face flush. He had tan skin littered with freckles, the ones on his nose especially charming. Her fingers tightened around the jacket as she pulled it closer. Then the subtle scents of sandalwood and honey met her nose. A giggle escaped her, drawing the attention of her rambling companion. 

The black haired man stopped talking, sucking in an audible breath. His eyes followed as she pulled his jacket tighter around her and let out a breath, his shoulders visibly relaxing a little as a kind smile appeared on his face. Their eyes met and he was rendered speechless. 

[n0bluev]

I always render the face first (its not even fair...)

[ophernelia]

little greene haven in episode 303.

[anathemafiction]

Heard you wanted some jealousy scenes... 🙈

You give him an easy-going smile. "I'll remember that promise."

"Promise? I meant it as an..." Lance takes a moment to find the right word. "Invitation."

"What's that you said?" you counter, hand cupping your ear. "A sworn oath?"

"You have the habit of getting what you want, do you not?" Lance says, catching you by surprise by the sudden change in subject. He smiles still, but there's something different about it.

You cock your head to the side. "Is that such a bad habit to have?"

"Do you also always answer questions with more questions?"

"And what right has the pot to call the kettle black?"

Lance laughs. It's a real, genuine laugh that seems to take him as much for a surprise as yourself. "You are..." The bard shakes his head. "You are something else, mercenary."

He stops talking, frowns, and then clears his throat awkwardly.

*if Hadrian_Romance

"Well, uh. Yes, ${mc_she} is," Hadrian suddenly speaks. He looks from you to Lance with a guarded expression, and you may be imagining things, but it seems his eyes harden when they settle on the bard. "Don't know how that's relevant, though. Right now, I mean."

Lance bows his head. "You are right, my Company friend. It isn't. But alas, relevance doesn't always wait for the most opportune time."

Hadrian gives him a confused scowl. "What?" he croaks. "That makes no sense."

You drag your eyes from one man to the other. An odd tension sets, and while it is amusing, you can't help but feel as if you stand right at the center of the hurricane. You should probably say something. You may just make it worst but, really, the important bit is that you try.

So, you open your mouth—

*page_break "If you are done fraternizing."

[shady-tavern]

Sneak Peek

A little sneak peek for "Paint the Town" a, most likely 2 (perhaps 3) part story. Warnings ahead for mentioned death and injury, as well as semi-graphic violence. Please take care of yourselves.

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Colossus clearly had had a grand old time tossing an under-qualified hero around, as well as injuring helpless civilians. Nothing new here and Olivia didn't bother to hold back.

She had, once upon a time, done her best to avoid injuring villains beyond knocking them out, but when ground-pulverizing powers rose to her fingertips now, she focused on packing as much as she could into every hit.

Colossus and she had clashed once before and he had gotten away only because she hadn't quite figured out the full scope of the powers she had gotten saddled with when facing him and because he had swiftly collapsed a house on a group of terrified civilians.

Villains were nothing but a scourge of the earth.

This time, Olivia knew what she was working with and most importantly, who she was dealing with and the lengths he was willing to go to in order to win or escape.

It was clear he had expected the same slap-dash, somewhat sloppy fight from last time, back when Olivia had been scrambling to figure out how to use her powers most effectively.

It took two hits before he was on the ground, visibly reeling, struggling and failing to sit up again. It was clear he wasn't getting up anytime soon, that the second hit to his face had fucked with his head plenty.

Other heroes would stop here. They were, in fact, instructed and trained to. To stop when the enemy was down and apprehend them instead. To be better than villains.

But Olivia knew how much the prison facilities struggled to contain people with superpowers, how often they escaped, especially when other villains attacked the place.

There had once been a time when Olivia had thought it didn't matter, that second chances were all the rage. She was done with that, just like she was done with fighting people over and over again because they kept escaping, arriving to ongoing fights to find weeping and bleeding and at times dead civilians and even heroes.

Olivia raised her leg just as Colossus turned over to try and get up, bringing her foot down on his back with a flare of her powers. There was no noise from his throat, not when she heard the sound his spine and ribs made and he fell still, only his chest moving in little gasping breaths as his brain got overloaded with pain. 

He would never again get back up, not after that hit and that was all that mattered at the end of the day. No more hurt civilians, no more broken colleagues. One less evil, permanently removed.

A sudden tingle raced across her skin, making her feel like gravity changed its course and her gaze snapped up, just as the sky grew a deep, dark red, lightning flashing across it.

Floating above her, having managed to sneak up on her, was The End. A villain only three heroes were capable of fighting, herself included. Fuck.

Olivia didn't waste a second to let the changed, new power coursing under her skin out. She could never waste so much as a split second when faced with The End. The grip of gravity shifted within a heartbeat, like the snap of massive fingers, the noise of it cracking through the air. Just in time to slow the descend of The End's meteors and forcing them to a glowing stop right above the skyscrapers of the city.

It felt like her bones were made of metal and at the same time, as though she weighed nothing at all. She felt as though she was as liable to find herself crushed to the ground by the entire universe as she was to float away like a speck of dust on the wind.

"Little Rescue, ruiner of lives," The End shouted, fury making his voice sound like a guttural snarl as he pushed back against her powers, the sky growing darker still. 

Olivia was faintly aware of people screaming in panic behind her, ahead of her, as civilians ran for their lives. Others crawled for their lives, legs broken or bleeding from wounds inflicted by Colossus that needed immediate treatment. 

Treatment they wouldn't get, for ambulances were not allowed near active fight zones and the specialized removal teams were only sent out for severely injured heroes, not civilians. Too many paramedics had lost their lives or use of their limbs when they had gotten caught in battles.

Not that The End cared, of course. Villains never did.

Colossus at her feet was breathing in high-pitched, panting little wheezes, his body utterly unmoving.

The End had always kept his distance, but today he descended when he couldn't force his meteors further, slamming into the ground before her, his meteors crumbling to nothing and lightning started to flash like a thousand storms were getting unloading at once. 

Olivia hurriedly dodged his fist, the air around her heavy and vibrating all at once as Gravity and Space started to clash.

"What a joke this world is," The End growled. "For a monster like you to be seen as good."

"And what a joke," Olivia growled right back, dark anger and fury beating in her veins in tandem with her heart. If she could take down The End, the city would be safer for it. "That you were born."

The End's next punch was heavy with the power of impacting meteors and the empty coldness of space, lightning crackling between like a hungry beast. He laughed, brief and hard and hateful and he snarled, "Well, if you want to act like a hero, then die like one."

[polycraftory]

You will never guess who I'm cosplaying at NYCC this year 👀

Stay tuned for full cosplay photos soon ;)

[cinderflower]

you answered for all the writing wips but could you share any of the malmiq art wips you talked about in the tags?

Oops sorry anon, you sent this after I caught up on my inbox but I do actually have a MalMiq art piece I can share that's more than just the ref photo itself! Like the rest, this one is oh so creatively titled "MalMiq18"

Ignore the messy color blocking I was trying to use it to spark some ideas of what do to for Malenia's clothing/pose and how to make it work. (I still have no idea what to do so it didn't work lol)

[phoenixtakaramono]

If you aren’t following me on Twitter, here’s your update that some shenanigans are abrewing

[abluehappyface]

SHE'S DONE GUYS!!! My little sister is done with her drawing of what we've been jokingly calling Unzan the Slay. Basically, she drew a drawing of what I could only describe as "gender non-conforming/drag queen Unzan," but she messed up her first draft and had to make a new one. THIS time she's created Ichirin AND Unzan the Slay. Also, she's working on a Genshin Impact drawing, so expect more from her! Here they are~! Also, I'm almost done with my version of Unzan the Slay, so expect a different version of him soon.

(Ichirn is the girl with blue hair, Unzan is the guy with white hair)

[mimikip4744]

Y’all I had another weird drdt dream last night where the drdt cast were like digimon tamers and had digimon partners and shit like that, and I don’t remember much from it other than the fact that they were, like, in the digital world and had to save it from some unknown force like in most digimon stories. Anyways, the only things I remember from it is that Min’s partner was Kunemon (which is funny because not only is it a bug but it also has electric powers and you know-) and that Rose had an existencial crisis. So that was interesting I suppose. Anyways-

[pechadream]

I like to think when Sebastian's kids are old enough, he starts taking them out with him on his early morning walks (If they're up in time)

His daughter was unlucky enough to inherit his horrible sleep schedule, so it became a regular tradition of theirs to start out their mornings looking for frogs or just wandering around the farm-

Also why is drawing Sebastian just living a happy life and having a happy family so therapeutic-

⚠  Do not repost my art or I will come after your kneecaps  ⚠

[verflares]

ialways appreciate getting feedback from friends

[shima-draws]

Sorry I haven’t been posting as much art lately, I’ve been pretty dedicated to working on my shop merch :’D But I’m totally down to do another art challenge!! If you guys wanna vote 👀

[handsomethrowrug]

OOC: Today was a day where I barely had a moment to catch my breath after work, but I went to the cinema with family.

On the way in I noticed the M.ufasa poster, but I only stopped to look at it on the way out and noticed three things about S.car:

1: He's got the scar! That wasn't in the big trailer. It looks fairly fresh, but a lot neater compared to the... previous movie? Sequel? The other live action. As an older lion, the fur hasn't grown back properly. Does that mean he gets injured a second time, or maybe get infected? (Or, more likely, maybe as he grew older the fur thinned out, making it look worse in certain lighting)

2: The choice of lighting really emphasises a brown pelt compared to the paler one he should have in the 'live action'. I'd imagine it's a case of over-saturation, given M.ufasa's mane having a fairly strong orange tint to it rather than anything significant. Still, it's curious.

3: He's hunched over so he's closer to the familiar body shape that the animated version has. Again, it's not really something that was shown in the trailer, to my recollection. While looking for a visual reference for point 1, I found another poster which had him in a more "good guy" pose while retaining the scar. Again, curious.