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[ohlookitsthearkhamknight]

Got that basim and nehal brain rot

Help me

[lacebird]

"Being with you... it never feels hard. Never feels like I need to pretend to be something I'm not. It feels as easy as steering a starship."

THE ARCHER by @crumblekitty

[p1nqu3]

the duality of a woman

left bubble says “Come eat.” right bubble says “Don’t waste your food.”

[discount-kirishima]

Satosugu hanahaki AU — this is my first time posting a fic!!!

Pairing: Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru Rating: Teen and Up Words: 10.5k Summary: He's been aching for so long he doesn't know how he's still standing. All he wants is to turn around and press his forehead to Satoru’s and say the words he won't even allow himself to think. He wants to reach out and ask Satoru to climb under his skin and live there so they never have to be apart.

[infinite-orangepeel]

🦅🌷🌿 dirty paws ch. 2: squid ink is up & ready to be read on ao3!🍓🦊🌙

read it here

(art by ana @rrrrraatt)

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[praetorqueenreyna]

lovely and lonely, Tamlin/Lucien, Chapter 18

Summary: a shift in his relationship inspires Tamlin to begin sending his sentries across the wall again.

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48 years after the curse

Lucien never truly grew used to Tamlin’s beauty. Especially when it was just the two of them and he let his glamour fall. He was radiant, a godlike being plucked out of the most reverential myths. It was a sacrilegious miracle that he, deformed as he was, had permission to touch him, let alone everything else they did together.

Tamlin’s eyes were closed, making it easier for Lucien to admire him. His head lolled back, braced against one of Lucien’s thighs. They had just finished a bath, dirty and exhausted from their work patrolling the borders of Spring. At Lucien’s insistence, Tamlin rested himself between Lucien’s legs, the Autumn male sitting on the edge of the bath with the High Lord sitting on a low shelf in the water. It was the perfect position for Lucien to groom Tamlin’s wild mane. Tamlin never did more than wash it with harsh soap and brush it out, which Lucien considered a travesty. Tamlin grumbled over the long minutes Lucien spent in meticulous care of vanity, but he allowed the indulgence all the same.

At the end of the routine, Lucien was massaging oil into Tamlin’s scalp. His fingernails scraped behind one of Tamlin’s ears, which got the High Lord purring contently. Lucien bit back a laugh; if Tamlin thought that he was being made fun of, he would stop. And Lucien so loved the delighted rumble that reverberated through Tamlin’s chest, making the water around him ripple with the vibrations.

“All done,” Lucien finally announced. Tamlin turned and hoisted himself out of the pool, practically spilling into Lucien’s lap. Before Lucien could complain about being splashed with bath water, Tamlin was kissing him. His mind completely emptied as Tamlin pressed his back against the cool marble of the bathroom floor. Their lovemaking was slow and lazy, a deep sensual push and pull. Hours, days, or even weeks might have passed by and Lucien would be none the wiser. He would gladly spend eternity here.

Afterwards, Tamlin pressed a series of chaste kisses along the column of Lucien’s neck and down his shoulder. “I love you,” he mumbled against Lucien’s sweat-slick skin.

Despite the heat, Lucien froze, ice cold water drenching his soul and shocking his senses. Neither of them had ever said those words to each other. Despite their past fifty years together, Amarantha’s curse had hung over them, tainting everything they had together. It had been an unspoken rule not to say it, knowing that any moment, Tamlin would have to give his heart to another. Even as the terms of the curse drew to an end, they hadn’t said it. To say it would be a harsh reminder that they were running out of time. That they could never truly belong to each other.

Too late, Lucien realized he had been staring blankly up at Tamlin. Something in those green eyes shattered, and he looked away. “Shit, I’m sorry, I—”

Lucien forestalled any unwanted apology by pulling Tamlin down to him, kissing him fiercely. “I love you,” he whispered against Tamlin’s teeth. “I love you, I love you, I love you.”

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The next day, Tamlin began sending out his sentries across the wall. They were confused but elated, pleased to be doing something as the deadline of their destruction drew nearer. Only Lucien knew. That heated exchange on the marble floor had ignited something in Tamlin. He had to fight, now that he had something worth saving. It was terrifying to know that all of this was for Lucien. Even as his comrades were slain one by one, he couldn’t help but selfishly be glad that Tamlin was trying again.

The dam had broken and the flood rushed forth. They said “I love you” a hundred times a day. Tamlin fucked him as if he thought Lucien would dissolve under his fingertips. Soon enough, all of their bedding was torn to shreds from Tamlin’s claws sinking into the mattress as he came, groaning “I love you” into Lucien’s throat. This too was terrifying; Tamlin seemed to be saying goodbye, intent on leaving his mark on Lucien so that when they were inevitably separated, Lucien wouldn’t forget him.

As if he ever could.

Eventually, there were three: Tamlin, Lucien, and Andras. Brave fool that he was, Andras went out every day across the wall. He refused to let Lucien be the sacrificial lamb. “You’re basically the only thing keeping this court running. I’m a dumb grunt. I’m replaceable,” he laughed whenever Lucien pleaded with him to stop. Empty words; they all knew the real reason. Andras loved Tamlin, and knew that he’d be devastated if Lucien were killed.

Against all odds, Andras lasted a full month. Every morning, he would kneel before Tamlin, the general of an extinct army. Tamlin would solemnly lay his hand on his forehead, infusing him with shapeshifting magic until the fae was replaced by a wolf. Lucien thought there should be more ceremony to the whole thing, but Andras refused. He didn’t want them to act like it was their last moments together.

They were in Tamlin’s office when it happened. Even with the world in ruins, there was still bullshit paperwork to go over. Lucien was going over a proposal for some agricultural reform, fingers kneading against his temples as he tried to decipher the dry, complicated prose. He glanced up to ask Tamlin a question, only for the words to die in his throat. Tamlin was staring off in the middle distance, face slack with shock. It could only mean one thing.

“He’s gone, isn’t he?” Lucien asked pointlessly. Grief overwhelmed him. After all he had experienced, he hadn’t known that he could still hurt like this. He really hadn’t ever expected Andras to die. Andras was strong and dependable as a redwood tree, growing straight and true for centuries. He had been the first friend that Lucien had made in Spring. When Lucien’s heart was broken, pining over Tamlin, he had shared his bed to ease the pain. Lucien could still feel the touch of chapped lips and beard stubble against his cheek, warm calloused hands holding him tight. And now he was dead.

“He’s gone,” Tamlin echoed. “He was killed by a woman.”

Lucien’s heart stopped. Almost every other sentry had been killed by humans who didn’t fulfill the terms of the curse. He had already assumed the same had happened for Andras, and was preparing himself to begin going across the wall. It seems he didn’t need to. “A woman?”

“A young, human woman. With hatred in her heart.” Tamlin’s gaze was still unfocused, still with Andras, in that connection that only the High Lord could have with his subjects. Unbeknownst to him, tears began to fall.

This was happening. Lucien rose to his feet, speaking in a steady voice that didn’t betray the tumult of emotions in his heart. “I’ll have Alis prepare a room.”

[scatterbrainedbot]

i am plagued....with.......

I D E A S

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Chapter Ten

In which the boys go ice-skating, and there is an Incident

(today's excerpt is for once not the opening, for nsfw reasons~)

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Rapid knocks on the door shattered the quiet.

“Ashenivir! You in? You better be!”

He opened his eyes with a groan. Verin.

“Maybe he’s out. He might be out, Miss Vee; he goes to the library all the time, we could check there.”

And Mara. Right, damn, he’d agreed to go out with them today. He hadn’t expected them to show up so early. Then again, it wasn’t that early any longer—Rizeth putting him out of his head had a tendency to make him lose track of time. The mage hand evaporated and Ashenivir got to his feet, trying to gather the wispy scraps of his thoughts into something coherent. The knocking did not abate.

“Give me a minute, Verin!” He darted into the bedroom and snatched up his breeches and underclothes, struggling into them as he cast around for his shirt. He found it in Rizeth’s hand and shot him a grateful look.

The second he opened the door, Mara pounced on him. “Did you forget we were coming? Are you ready? We have skates for you, look!”

She thrust an odd set of boots at him; they had narrow blades attached to the soles and looked decidedly dangerous.

“I thought we were going to the park?”

“We are,” Verin said. A knowing grin flickered across her face at the disrupted papers on the table. She hopped up to sit on most of them and stole what remained of Ashenivir’s tea, then grimaced. “Ugh, why is this so sweet?”

He took the mug back. “Because it’s not yours.”

“The lake’s frozen,” Mara explained. She spun in place, twirling the ends of her enormously fluffy white scarf. “So we’re going skating! Have you been before? Do you know what it is? Do you have ice in the Underdark?”

“No, yes, and yes—Mara, I’m going to break my neck on these.” He eyed the bladed boots with no small amount of trepidation.

“You’ll be fine,” she assured him. She wrapped herself around his arm and beamed at Rizeth. “You should come too, Master Velkon’yss!”

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[ssreeder]

Sorry if you’ve answered this before but do you have any idea of how many chapters into the fire will end up being or how the ending will pan out? (Also I love you and the world you’ve created thanks for being awesome <333)

I have answered this before, but I feel it changes day to day lol… ITF is about ummm halfway? It will absolutely be the largest fic of the three, but it has to be in order to bring this thing to a proper close. I could realistically do a fourth book but fuck it I am sticking to the original plan of three. I have the ending completely planned and most of the epilogue figured out as well… I will admit the only thing I don’t have completely planned out is the nitty-gritty details that tend to unfold as the story happens? So as the battle begins who knows how characters will react or what emotions will come up so I like to keep things loose with that to give the characters room to breathe.

But yeah! I do have an ending and I have all the MAJOR events planned, so any twists & turns along the way are already set in motion :)

(I love you thank you for sending me this ask you’re amazing)

[umbracirrus]

WIP Wednesday 💛

Wednesday again!!! I've been trying to work some more on the next chapter for The Perfect Storm, because this Friday marks a year since I posted the first chapter!! I'm honestly so so happy that I'm still working on it now, after years without the heart to write, seventeen chapters in with many more to go!

Some more festival shenanigans with Elyse and Balgruuf, inspired by my discovery that one of Balgruuf's primary skills in Skyrim happens to be archery.

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Elyse groaned quietly as her arrow feebly clattered to the ground some feet before the target, and Balgruuf had to stifle a laugh as she started muttering to herself quietly. All that he could hear was her blaming both the cold and the bow, pale wisps of air dissipating around her as she grumbled. He had never expected her to be the sort of person who took losing or failing badly, but given how stubborn she could sometimes be… perhaps it wasn't as far-fetched as he had first thought.

Unfortunately, she heard him trying to conceal his amusement, and she continued mumbling for a moment longer before staring at him. “I saw that, and it isn't funny! This was a fluke, there’s only two bows I can use properly, and this isn’t like either of them!” she huffed, before taking a deep breath, walking over to him, and thrusting the bow into his hands. “How about you try? If my attempt was so amusing, then that must surely mean that you can do better than me.”

He barely had the chance to protest before she had more or less pushed him onto the mark indicated on the ground to shoot the target from. “Elyse, I wasn’t laughing at-“ He stopped speaking when he saw her hands on her hips and the raised eyebrow that she was giving him. “Oh, for the love of... Fine.”

Seemingly satisfied with his decision to go along with her demands, she called Elrindir over to ask for three more arrows.

It had been a while since he had used a bow himself, so he didn't have any high expectations of what he would be able to achieve, but… well, Elyse's arrows had barely made it halfway to the target. He was confident that he could manage at least a bit closer if he hadn't allowed himself to get too rusty in his abilities.

Balgruuf could feel Elyse’s eyes on him expectantly as he took one of the arrows he had been given, held the bow up, positioned his hands and arms, before letting the arrow loose. It sailed through the air, passing over the scattered arrows from her failed attempts, before embedding itself into the target. It wasn’t quite on the centre, but was decently close enough all things considered.

A quiet tut came from his side. “Show off. Probably just luck...”

The same happened with the second arrow. It was much closer to the edge of the target, but the wind had ended up picking up and no doubt had an impact on his aim. Elyse inhaled sharply at the very moment the arrow had landed, and from the corner of his eyes he could see her start fidgeting.

When the third arrow landed on the target she didn’t audibly react, but when he turned to face her, she had a dumbfounded stare plastered across her face. That look was quick to turn into a pout accompanied by her folding her arms over as he started laughing once more. She genuinely didn't take losing well at all.

[simp-ly-writes]

Hey!! I’m the person who requested the Love is Blind fic and wanted to say I thought it was super cute!! Great writing as always

Hey anon! thank you so much, 🥰 overjoyed to know that you enjoyed! 🥹 you words mean a lot to your writer here 🫶

[swiftsaltsweet]

Me: Good news! I wrote like....12ish pages yesterday! :D Brain: Was it all attributed to a single chapter. Me: *walks away* Brain: WAS IT A SINGLE CHAPTER OR DID YOU JUST JUMP AROUND?! Me:

[casiavium]

oh so no one unsubscribes from my ao3 when I post a/b/o but they do when I post zelink. I see how it is

[lynne-monstr]

[fic] Dear Sword and Curse

the king’s avatar, yuhuang + blue rain. humor, getting together, epistolary fic. aka the secret big bang fic!

Total Length: 10k words

Written for QZGS Big Bang 2023 - with amazing art by Shirou!!!

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Blue Rain Official (v): Attention Blue Rain fans!! Send in your questions to Captain Yu and Vice-captain Huang for a special surprise! Watch this space and we’ll see you at the match next Saturday.

warlock of my heart: i can't wait! i don't know why blue rain wants questions but I already sent in ten

enchanter: lol ten real questions or ten questions about whether YWZ is single

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An AU where everything is the same except Blue Rain has an advice column.

[allylikethecat]

This question is more out of my love for this fic than just curiosity tbh but do you think you will leave the All the Kings Horses universe behind completely when you finish the fic? Or perhaps add more to it like little one shots of moments in their life kind of like the infectionverse ?

I am so sorry for answering your Talk Shop Tuesday question on a Thursday 😬 First off I want to say omg thank you SO MUCH I'm so happy to hear that you're enjoying All the King's Horses THAT MUCH. That is currently my absolute favorite fic that i'm working on and it has basically consumed all of my thoughts at all times, because it's combining two of my favorite things - the boys AND horses like WHAT add in some diet coke and you've got all of Ally's favorite things right there! In terms of the All the King's Horses Universe, I'm going to be perfectly honest, I haven't really thought about what comes "next" after all that I have drafted out. I'm not saying that I *won't* be adding little snapshots to the universe, but I'm also not promising that I will? Mostly because I hadn't even considered it OR though that anyone would even be interested in that until today lol Thank you so much for reading all of the King's Horses and sending in this ask!! I'm so happy to hear you're enjoying this very niche fic and I'm so excited to share the next chapter with you all and hear your thoughts! I hope your week has gone well and that you have a lovely Friday! Thank you again!

❤️Ally

[anywaymuahahahaha]

THANK YOU SO SO MUCH TO EVERYONE WHO HAS READ MY FANFICTION SO FAR!! And thank you to everyone who reblogs and even leaves cute little notes about my story I read them all and CRIED AHHH!! I’m so truly honored that those of you who have read it liked it so far 🥺🥺🫶🏻🫶🏻 Stay tuned my friends! Chapter 5 will be here soon, Magolor and Elfilin still have a lot of trouble to cause in Dream Land! 🤭🤭🤭