#Who are you?
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endomentendo · 4 months ago
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landoscarfaith · 23 days ago
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dare i say he looks tanned??
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rocketbirdie · 2 months ago
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shadow of my former self
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livelovecaliforniadreams · 2 years ago
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lulublack90 · 4 months ago
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Prompt 23 - Inspire
@jegulus-microfic October 23, Word count 539
The bowl of fruit was doing nothing for him. They’d been working on it all week. He’d painted them, drawn them in pencil, crayon, charcoal, literally anything he could get his hands on, and he wasn’t satisfied. His next medium was clay, but he could already feel it was not going to help. 
“Gahhh!” He exclaimed as he mashed the perfectly sculpted banana into a squashed mess. He let his head drop into his hands. How could a simple bowl of fruit cause him so much irritation? The truth was it didn’t inspire anything within him, which was why he couldn’t get what he wanted out of his art. 
“Is everything alright in here?” A voice asked from the doorway. Regulus peered around his easel and spotted the most beautiful man he’d ever seen. “Oooo, bananas!” The man said excitedly, striding across the floor and picking one from the bunch. Regulus watched as he carefully peeled the fruit and lifted it to his mouth to take a bite. 
“You know that’s for an art project, right?” Regulus asked quietly. Shocked that the words had even left his mouth. The man froze, the banana hovering close to his open mouth. The man’s eyes darted around the room until he spotted where Regulus was sitting. 
“Crap sorry,” He started to lower his hand. 
“No, wait!” Regulus jumped up. “Don’t move!” He grabbed his sketchbook and began drawing. His pencil flew across the page as he tried to capture the likeness of this absurd man. 
“I’m James, by the way,” James introduced himself. 
“Regulus,” Regulus answered, his eyes constantly flicking from his page back to James, and the image began to shape. James didn’t move the entire time Regulus sketched. He waited patiently for Regulus’s instruction. Regulus was lost in his work, oblivious to how much time had passed. 
“Hey, Reg,” James asked, his voice slightly strained. “Can I lower my arm yet, it’s starting to cramp,” Regulus jolted out of his quiet focus, he’d half forgotten that James was even still standing there. 
“Oh… Yes… Of course. He stammered.
“Excellent,” James grinned as he took a bite of the banana. Regulus dropped his pencil. He shook his head and bent to grab it. “Wow! Did you really just draw that?!” James was leaning over, staring at the picture Regulus had just drawn. 
“It’s not finished,” Regulus told him, holding it protectively against his chest. James didn’t bat an eye at Regulus’s possessiveness. 
“Well then, you’ll just have to go on a date with me once it’s done so you can show me the finished product.” James winked at him and headed towards the door, pausing to grab an apple from the bowl. “See you later, love,” James called as he walked down the hallway. 
“Wait!” Regulus yelped, racing after James. “I don’t even know who you are. How will I find you?” 
“James Potter. Don’t worry, love, I’m not hard to find,” And with that James turned the corner and was gone. 
Still stunned, Regulus went back into the art room, picked up his discarded sketchbook and got back to work.
A week later, he dialled the number he’d tracked down for James Potter. It rang twice. 
“Hi, James, it’s Regulus,” 
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imagine-darksiders · 10 months ago
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Not sure if I dreamt this last night but, basically I fell asleep on the sofa in my front room. I live in a very rural area and… look, I doodled it. 🌚
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facility-error-508 · 1 month ago
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You awaken, perfluorocarbon streaming from your mouth and nose as you hack and splutter to clear your airways. Legs unsteady beneath you, you clamber out of the vat. The room is dark, lit only by blinking red LEDs. There is a scrap of paper on the floor near you, hastily scrawled text spidering about the page. 
The cloning vats (and, how do you know what they are? The gap in between memory and knowledge prickles uncomfortably, like a missed step on a spiral staircase.) stand behind you, baring silent witness to your abrupt awakening. They are all empty.
You stand, alone, in a room that should hold a hundred sleeping shells. The feeling is an odd one.
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icarusredwings · 6 months ago
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VERY IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT:
Ahem. The very important announcement is..
The Master takes hot showers when he's lonely because the heat in his chest reminds him of the warmth that he once felt on Gallifrey.
That is all.
This information will be needed for "The Library pt 2"
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amalgamcorps · 4 months ago
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hehehe i made myself a mini ref sheet... i wouldve put more if i could but ehhh...
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panaceatthedisco · 9 months ago
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Obviously Charles and Edwin subvert the Orpheus/Eurydice story, but Charles deciding to stay on earth after knowing Edwin for a night is very Hadestown Orpheus
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syrupmap · 17 days ago
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endomentendo · 4 months ago
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could we have a fun fact about zooble from your au?? :]
From a concept design: I based her design off of the Franken-toys from toy story. Having a Barbie doll and an arm for a leg, etc. but her horn atop was inspired by Dr Seuss’s thingamajiger machinery. Along with her left arm too.
For a lore fact: She knows everyone’s origins, including those who have lost theirs
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secretsiwhispertothemoon · 5 months ago
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If You Want Me
If you want me, speak up don't give me subtext cloaked in silence. Say it with your chest, kiss me in the middle of the street, bold as the moon pulling tides.
If you want me, press me to the brick, reach for me, as the moon pulls in the tide thumbprint sinking into my lips, a tender concave, an undeniable cresent.
If you want me, follow the thread— strip off the sweaters of our skin, let the windows and doors yawn wide as the world watches the rise.
If you want me, ask me out, simple as that. write me into all of your needful hungry poems with permanent ink If you want me, know I’ve always been loud,
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djinniiy · 1 year ago
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We’re not in love
What. no.. we're not.. my only one and true love is- Macaque Lego MonkieKid Seasons 1-4
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layton-heritage-posts · 4 months ago
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the only way I'd accept a live action adaptation of a Layton game featuring Jack Black is if it was an adaptation of Miracle Mask and Jack Black was cast as the Masked Gentleman/Randall
》 wacca-heritage-posts (sorry for flooding your inbox)
We have. Very different opinions on who would make a good actor for Randall.
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