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[orion-8]

Hi, my name is orion, i love writting and music ! I'm a 17 years old writter from france and i have a big fanfiction project !

What will i post ?

I will post fanfictions, right now i am currently preparing my biggest piece of work, a chishiya x male reader !

How will i post ?

Like said in the description, chapter by chapter, i will post when i think each chapter is gonna be out so you'll be informed

Will i post else where ?

Yes ! I will post on Ao3 and watpadd

What will i writte ?

Angst, fluff, i can and know how to writte smutt, but i'm still deciding if the fanfic will contain some.

Will i post playlist ?

Yes ! I do writte with music, so i'll post a playlist and precise what music what used for what part

Will i post often ?

As fast as i cna read but i am still in school and need to focus on that so my apologies if things come late in the futur

Anyway ! Have a good day, and if you have any questions just ask away !

[alex-a-fans]

If I ever write a fanfic with the alien doc I want it to go dark as fast as it did in my favorite Martian (1999)

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Heute um 00:00 Uhr ist es soweit. Zuhause (The Belgian Stallion RMX) ist endlich auf allen Streamingplattformen zu hören 😍 danke an alle die mich unterstützen 💚

[daedalusm3x]

¿Qué tiene a Armin enamorado? Espéralo muy pronto

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NEW FIC Planning it out rn Assasin Chuuya, gang member Dazai Called Shattered View Join the Discord to get more frequent updates? https://discord.gg/6r3HjWHJFS

[cf-377]

A NEW SERIE IM MAKING!!

Title: Love and Lies

Detective + singer (Ruthless diva)

(14) 16+ - "it's rated 16+ due to mature themes like violence, adult language, and sensitive topics. It’s intended for older teens who can handle complex subjects, but without explicit or overly graphic content."

Category: Psychological Thriller, Crime Fiction, Romantic Suspense, Drama, noir, Thriller.

Down you'll see what it's about!

UNDER CUT

The story follows a young, ambitious singer who is desperate for fame but doesn’t know how to get there. She’s been struggling in the shadows, overlooked and stuck in a life she can't escape. When she crosses paths with a ruthless mafia leader who offers her an easy way out, she doesn’t hesitate. His proposition? Steal from her parents to fund her dream, and in return, he’ll help her climb the ladder to superstardom. She does it, and true to his word, he helps her secure her place at the top.

But there’s a catch: he falls in love with her. She doesn’t feel the same way—he’s just a means to an end, someone too blinded by his own obsession with her to see the truth. He proposes, and she says yes—not out of love, but because his power guarantees her safety, wealth, and influence. The marriage is a business deal, and she uses him like a puppet, playing the role of a dutiful wife while secretly pursuing her own desires.

Years pass, and she becomes an untouchable icon. The number one singer, adored by millions, with a perfect life on the surface—fans worship her, and she has a boyfriend, but he means nothing. He's just a cover to keep people from knowing the truth: she’s married to a mafia kingpin. She’s cold, calculating, and ruthless. Money and power are her only true loves. She’s addicted to the thrill of her success, to the high of drugs and the feeling of being untouchable. She’ll do anything to keep it all.

But what she doesn’t know is that someone’s been watching her all along. A private detective, hired by someone from her past, has been following her every move. He knows about her theft, her dark dealings, and the lies she’s living. He’s been gathering evidence, waiting for the right moment to expose her.

As the story unfolds, the detective closes in on her, and she starts to feel the weight of her actions. Her perfect life begins to unravel as cracks start to appear in her empire of lies. The mafia husband she used to climb the ladder begins to show signs of losing control, and her relationship with him grows more toxic. She’s no longer sure if the man she’s married to is the one who’s protecting her or the one who might destroy everything she’s built.

Her addiction to money, fame, and power continues to grow, but so does the threat of exposure. The detective, having gathered enough evidence, is closing in. He knows she’s dangerous, and the more he uncovers about her, the more he realizes she’s willing to do whatever it takes to protect her empire, no matter who she destroys in the process.

The climax could reveal her slowly starting to lose control over her own life. As the detective prepares to confront her, she’ll have to make a choice: fight to keep her empire intact and risk everything, or come clean and face the consequences of her actions. Will the mafia kingpin still protect her, or will he finally turn on her when the truth comes to light? And in the end, will she learn that the cost of fame and power is higher than she ever imagined?

As the detective continues his covert investigation into the singer's life, he begins to observe more than just her criminal behavior. At first, he sees her as nothing more than a target, a person to be exposed for her actions. He’s hired by her parents, who want their money back and justice for what she’s done. But as the days go by, something unexpected happens—he starts to notice the little things that no one else sees.

It starts with the way she moves, the flicker of vulnerability in her eyes when she thinks no one is watching. He notices how, despite her cold exterior, she sometimes pauses before a performance, a moment of quiet hesitation where she seems like a lost girl rather than a star. He catches the way she tenses when a fan gets too close, or how she quickly hides her face in public, always careful to keep up her image. She’s guarded, always putting on a perfect façade, yet there's a sadness behind her smile, a loneliness that even her fame can’t fill.

But it’s more than just these small gestures. The detective sees the subtle kindnesses she shows to those she doesn’t have to—like when she quietly donates to a charity or the rare moments she lets her guard down with her few trusted people. He sees her addiction, her need for control, but he also sees her desperation. It’s as if she’s trapped in her own life, unable to escape the monster she’s become. She’s a prisoner of her fame, and despite all the power, wealth, and attention she has, she seems hollow.

There’s a moment that shakes him to the core—he’s following her one night, watching from a distance as she’s at a private gathering. He sees her laugh with her friends, a genuine laugh, and for the first time, the detective wonders: Is there anyone in her life who sees her for who she really is? In that moment, it dawns on him that maybe she’s not just a criminal, not just a cold, calculated person, but someone who’s been broken by the very system that made her successful.

He starts to empathize with her, maybe even pity her. The more he observes, the more he feels like he’s falling for the person he was supposed to expose. Her mask begins to slip, and he realizes that her evil might just be a consequence of a life she never really chose, of a need to survive in a world that doesn’t care about the cost of success.

Then, the twist deepens: the detective’s connection to her parents isn’t just professional—he’s a long-lost relative. Her parents, desperate to get their money back, knew he was the only one who could get close to her without her realizing his true intentions. His heart is torn. He wasn’t just hired to expose her; he was brought in because he’s connected to the very people she betrayed.

As the investigation goes deeper, so does his struggle. He can’t help but feel sympathy for her, and the line between right and wrong becomes blurred. He finds himself questioning his own motives—should he finish what he started and bring her down, or does she deserve a chance to redeem herself?

Her life starts to spiral in ways he hadn’t expected. Her mafia husband, who’s become increasingly paranoid, begins to notice the detective’s presence. In a moment of weakness, she confides in him, not knowing he’s the one who’s been following her. She tells him the truth about the man she married—the lies, the manipulation, the cost of it all. The detective is now caught between loyalty to his family, his growing feelings for her, and the realization that exposing her might destroy her completely.

In the end, he makes a decision. Instead of taking her down, he goes to her with a choice. He can expose her—destroy everything she’s built—or help her escape, but only if she’s willing to change. She’s at a crossroads too. Her addiction, her obsession with fame and money, has pushed everyone away, and now she’s left with nothing but the twisted life she’s built.

But the question remains: Can she change?

She’ll have to choose between redemption and keeping her empire. But can she truly escape the darkness she’s created for herself?

[randgugotur-6]

[shady0220uwu]

half apples confirmed!

so, after seeing as the other post did get some positive reaction to it (thank you so much for the reblog) I've decided that i will post the rest of it! i'll do so bit by bit though because their story is like.... 4 or 5 pages. yeah. so, my next post about this will be Solux and Lunabrae's colored refs. I'll polish it a little and put it up with flat colors soon cya soon <3

[milledplushie]

My girlfriend begged me to post this 🐶

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[makotafi]

My hand slipped o my gah

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[anniflamma]

So tomorrow, I'm going on a one-week trip to the US of all places. While I'm there, I’ll be seeing the Daniel musical, because of course I am!

But I’m also very frustrated, because I want to draw stuff and start making animatics for the Vengeance saga! 😭

Welp I can plan out the storybord in my brain for the meanwhile....

[dayas]

8 + elphaba & fiyero?

8 ⧽. giving them unabashed heart eyes when they do something cute and getting caught

AHHH MY FIRST FIYERABA PROMPT I AM SO EXCITED!!! I’ve been wanting to write for them since I got out of Wicked last week. Hopefully this is okay!

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Fiyero Tigelaar isn’t exactly known for thinking. In fact, all he’s ever projected to his fellow students is that he doesn’t think, that he simply dances through life and refuses to invite further stresses and woes in with further consideration. And yet. He hasn’t been able to keep her out of his mind. Elphaba Thropp, the spirited, stunning witch he’d nearly trampled on accident in the forest. She’s the very reason he finds himself in the library of all places, a location he actively avoids. Books are mirrors just as much as they are windows into different worlds, and the last thing he wants to do is risk seeing himself reflected within the pages of some myth or legend.

She’s sitting at her favorite table, her head bent, her braids pulled back away from her face. Her finger traces a singular line a few times over before it moves on, winding itself around the ends of a few of her braids. She’s reading (no surprise there), but what catches his eye isn’t what she’s doing. It’s that she’s smiling. Fiyero doesn’t think he has ever seen Elphaba smile, not like the one she wears now. Something soft and secret, wholly hers, belonging to no one else. Unbeknownst to him, his own face mirrors her expression, a soft smile settled upon his lips. He watches her because he can’t help himself, because he’s still intrigued by her even when she’s silent.

“I can see you, you know.”

Elphaba’s eyes flicker up, catching his gaze and holding it hostage. Fiyero doesn’t flinch, only shrugs.

“I wasn’t certain you could. You’re missing your glasses today. I’m glad to know you’re so attuned to my presence, though.” Her eyes roll quickly, and that same fondness appears in his.

“Maybe in your dreams, Tigelaar.”

“So you dream about me, Thropp?”

She shakes her head, and he flashes a charming grin at her.

“What exactly happens in these dreams?”

“What do you want? You were staring rather intensely, so you must want something.”

Fiyero moves closer to her, settling a few steps away from where she is seated.

“Can’t a man admire beauty from afar?”

Elphaba frowns immediately.

“You don’t have to lie.”

He shocks himself by lowering his voice, the softness of his tone matched evenly by its authenticity.

“I’m not lying.”

Something flashes behind Elphaba’s eyes. He can’t tell what it is — she tears her gaze away from his before he is able to determine it.

When she speaks, it is barely audible.

“Why were you looking at me like that?”

Her eyes, so wide, a beautifully deep green, return to seek his out. The prince’s words are barely above a whisper, the blue of his own eyes holding hers steadily.

“You know why.”

Elphaba takes a sharp breath, biting down on her lip. She takes her book and stands abruptly, nearly running into him in her rush to leave.

“Elphaba — ” Fiyero says, confused, laying a gentle hand on her wrist to stop her. He’s thankful she does, and he uses his other hand to brush his fingers beneath her chin, turning her head so he can see her face. He’s shocked to find tears welling up in her eyes.

“You are a lot of things, Fiyero,” she whispers, her voice shaking, “but I never thought you were cruel. Not like this.”

“You don’t have to believe me.”

His own whisper is an impassioned blurt.

“You don’t have to believe me, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t true. That what I feel for you isn’t real.”

“It can’t be real.”

“It is.”

They are locked in a stalemate he never expected, but one he refuses to leave first. He feels it, when she begins to break down. He takes a step closer, cupping her cheek in his hand, his other holding hers.

“Tell me you don’t feel it too.”

He will leave her alone, he will, if she doesn’t. She’s close enough to him that their chests brush together with every breath they take.

“I can’t.”

The sound of heels clicking cuts through their moment.

“Meet me tonight,” Fiyero murmurs into her ear, “the woods. Eight o’clock.” Elphaba nods, and he takes off then, nearly crashing into Galinda as she puts herself in his path.

“There you are!” she chirps, as bright and bubbly as ever, “I’ve been looking everywhere for you, dearest.”

Fiyero lets her steer him away from the outside of the library and chatter on. He doesn’t hear a word she says; he’s too busy thinking of what will come when the sun sets and he can finally see the woman’s who’s forced him into thinking again.