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ofhope · 9 months ago
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Sleep clung to him like an overbearing coat. Such didn't touch his eyes, his pinpoint gaze zeroed into the occupant of his couch: the answer? Obvious, if the click of his smartphone laying facedown wasn't too ginormous an indication. Restlessness painted itself a distracting portrait upon his muse, eyes wide, not flickering or lowered. There's a tsk in the air, less toward Aventurine, more toward his predicament.
“It was hardly noticeable until moments ago,” not a lie, but a cold truth - Veritas was so submerged in his own sleep, he hadn't felt the tug of the sheets as Aventurine made to his feet, to paddle along to the living room. “I rolled over. You weren't there.”
Dismay was poignant in his tone. Veritas wasn't always forthright with his affections, but the implication was there: once I noticed, I couldn't return to sleep. Then Aventurine opened wide his embrace, and with a puff of air, Veritas wordlessly accepted the peace-offering. More-so on the couch than on Aventurine, chest-to-chest, knee on either hip, Veritas breathed a breath he hadn't been aware of holding.
“In venturing for the opposite, you achieved your feared result. Most times, stasis is better than running out into the battlefield. Given the sheer amount of blankets scattered about, this area isn't far off from such a scene. As you know, I've grown rather used to your presence... that, and it seems you need a reminder: I wear a sleep-mask to bed.”
Bringing his arm to snake around Aventurine's waist, he squished his cheek against the plane of his collarbone contently.
“Perhaps it would do you well to pick out the next living room arrangement. Of course, it won't be without my critiques.”
@souldanced, <3
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soursoppi · 8 months ago
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Who gets dibs on the chicken wing?
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itsredpaint · 6 months ago
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based on a conversation
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oyasumiya · 1 year ago
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ice breaker
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arom-antix · 8 months ago
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Me? Posting finished art? Ain't no way :O
No but @korruptbrekker reached out to me and asked if I was interested in doing a collab (go check out their piece here, I implore you), and you know I could not say no to such a wonderful artist asking lil ol me to do something fun like this. We ended up doing a swap @laugaheim and I came up with ages ago that I so sussinctly refer to as a moodboard-sketch-lineart-render swap. Rolls right off the tongue, right? Nah but it's exactly what it says. Make moodboards, swap and sketch from the other's, swap again and line the other's sketch, and then swap once again and finish the piece you sketched.
Very big thanks to Brekker for reaching out! This was so fun, I hope we can do something together again in the future!
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aventurineswife · 15 hours ago
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Reader LOVES ice skating and can't believe their eyes when the lakes finally get icy, so they ice skate on them. Their partners were skeptical about it since the ice didn't look hard enough and told them to be extra careful. While the two men were busy doing their own things like making snow castles or just chilling with a book. Reader were skating their heart away. But when they did a little spin and landed, the ice broke underneath them. Causing them to go down into the freezing water and leaving their two partners panicking. (Poly Kaveh and Veritas.. this actually happened to me once, and I thought it would be funny to see how they would handle it lmfao. So I guess it's a personal request.. in a way?)
When the Ice Breaks
Summary: When a frozen lake finally invites you to ice skate, your excitement takes over, despite your partners, Kaveh and Ratio's cautious warnings. However, a moment of miscalculation leads to disaster as the ice gives way beneath you. Your fall into freezing water throws Kaveh and Ratio into a frantic rescue mission, showing just how much they care for you in their own unique ways.
Tags: Kaveh x Reader x Ratio, Polyamory, Hurt/Comfort, Ice Skating Accident, Found Family Dynamics, Emotional Angst, Fluff and Angst, Protective Partners, Slow Burn Recovery.
Warnings: Depiction of Near-drowning and Hypothermia, Panic and Emotional Distress, Mild Injury due to Ice Breakage, Mentions of Physical and Emotional Vulnerability.
A/N: 😨... Omg bestie wtf-🫂🥺 that must've been traumatizing for you... I'm so sorry to hear that🤧I hope you're doing well!
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The morning sun peeked over a snowy horizon, painting the landscape in soft gold and white hues. The frozen lake shimmered under the light, beckoning you with its gleaming surface. You had been waiting for this moment all season—finally, the lakes were frozen solid enough to ice skate. Or so you thought.
Kaveh and Ratio, your two brilliant yet vastly different partners, stood nearby. Kaveh was sculpting an elaborate snow castle, his hair glowing under the winter sun as he muttered about symmetry and artistic integrity. Ratio, ever the intellectual, was reclining on a snow-dusted bench, a thick tome on the philosophy of ice crystals in hand.
“You're sure it's safe, right?” Kaveh called out, his eyes narrowing as he glanced at the lake.
Ratio adjusted his spectacles, one hand brushing back a lock of hair. “The tensile strength of ice is variable depending on thickness, temperature, and structural anomalies. In short, don’t fall through.”
You rolled your eyes at their caution, already lacing up your skates. "I'll be fine, you two worrywarts! This isn’t my first time."
With a confident grin, you stepped onto the ice, the smooth glide of the skates a familiar and thrilling sensation. As you twirled and spun, the world around you melted away. The cold air kissed your cheeks, and your laughter echoed across the icy expanse.
Kaveh paused mid-snowball fight with Ratio to watch you. “Look at them go! Such grace—”
“—And such recklessness,” Ratio muttered, though his sharp eyes lingered on you. He closed his book with a resigned sigh.
You decided to show off a little, executing a small spin before landing gracefully. But the moment your blades hit the ice, a deafening crack split the air. Time seemed to slow as the ice beneath you splintered, then gave way entirely.
The freezing water engulfed you in an instant, stealing the breath from your lungs. Panic clawed at you as you tried to grab the jagged edges of the broken ice, but they slipped from your numb fingers.
“[Name]!” Kaveh’s scream shattered the silence.
Ratio was already sprinting toward you, his usual composed demeanor replaced by sheer panic. “Don’t move! Stay calm!” he barked, though the urgency in his voice betrayed his own anxiety.
Kaveh, quicker on his feet, skidded to a stop at the edge of the ice, lying flat to distribute his weight. “Grab my hand!” he shouted, reaching out as far as he could.
You managed to lift a trembling hand toward him, but the freezing water sapped your strength. “I... can’t!” you choked out, teeth chattering uncontrollably.
“Ratio, help me!” Kaveh shouted over his shoulder.
The violet-haired genius was already pulling off his belt. “Hold onto this!” He tossed the makeshift lifeline toward you. “Kaveh, anchor it!”
With Ratio steadying him, Kaveh crawled closer, determination etched on his face. “Don’t you dare let go,” he said, his voice breaking. His fingers finally closed around your wrist, and with a guttural yell, he pulled you up and out of the freezing abyss.
Ratio was there immediately, wrapping his cloak around you as he supported your weight. “Hypothermia sets in quickly. We need to warm them up—now.”
Kaveh nodded, tears glistening in his eyes as he helped you to your feet. “You scared us half to death, you know that?”
Back at the cabin, they bundled you in blankets, their hands never leaving yours as they worked together to bring the color back to your cheeks. Kaveh brewed hot cocoa, his movements jittery, while Ratio kept you close to the roaring fire, his arms wrapped protectively around you.
“You could’ve died,” Kaveh murmured, his voice thick with emotion as he pressed a kiss to your damp hair.
“And I would’ve lost my favorite debate partner,” Ratio added, his tone softer than you’d ever heard it.
“I’m sorry,” you whispered, guilt tugging at you.
Ratio squeezed your hand, his eyes meeting yours. “Just promise you’ll listen to us next time.”
“And no more ice skating without us right there, okay?” Kaveh added, his smile strained but full of love.
You nodded, leaning into their warmth. Despite the harrowing ordeal, you couldn’t help but feel grateful—for their love, their quick thinking, and the fact that you were all together, safe and sound.
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not-poignant · 4 months ago
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wait okay so now that you're seriously thinking of publishing, will you be writing a new prequel to game theory with the new 'Canon'? like the story as it's meant to have happened between gwyn, augus, terho and the nightingale, or are we just starting from game theory?
ALSO I'm so glad that you might be publishing the ftv soon for wholly selfish reasons -- you're clearly done writing about these characters, but personally I am nowhere near done reading about them, and I'm definitely not creative enough to write fanfiction myself either, so I'm just stuck rotating the characters inside my head like a microwave😭😭 it's really tough out here!!!
imagine the massive wave of new readers and the new community that's gonna come in once the story's more accessible... IT'S SO EXCITING
Hi anon!
No prequel, I'll be starting with Game Theory (and Deeper into the Woods will be published afterwards as a prequel, just as it was chronologically in general!)
Quite a bit of Game Theory is being edited and new content being added (anyone on the Gary & Efnisien tier can already see about 2,000 words of new content in the first three chapters alone, including new scene/s with Crielle), and some content being removed where it's OOC. The events with Terho and the Nightingale will be explained in Game Theory, with Gwyn likely meeting with Terho (or learning about him) a few times within.
As for Fae Tales, you know, it's nice to think there will be some new readers, and there might be like a handful or two, but there will be no massive wave. It is the least popular thing I've written in proportion to the amount of time I've put into it. Even the AUs have all generally done better proportionately.
It's one of the reasons I've never rushed to publish, honestly. It's a lot of work to put into something that you know will never financially justify itself. To the point where I think other projects are far more viable financially (Underline the Rainbow as a series I actually think would be great, because new, meaty omegaverse has a very intense (though small) fanbase and I think that series would bring more people in).
There would be no massive wave of new readers. I think we'd be lucky to see at most about 10 or 20 new folks, and I'll cherish everyone, but I'm also pretty realistic. More people find all my other works these days than Fae Tales, The Ice Plague is still one of the worst performing things I've written in proportion to length + time + work investment (despite being one of my favourite series out of anything I've written).
I think I'm realistic, and I also think there's a chance that the Fae Tales Verse if published could draw some haters. Most people don't want that level of BDSM in their epic fantasy, unless it's much lighter 'romantasy,' which Fae Tales definitely isn't. There's even a chance I might get my KDP author account suspended because of breaching content TOS/violations.
So yeah, it's a risk, but I'll take it. It's just not a risk I'm prioritising right now, because I can't see a way that the Fae Tales Verse will ever really go that far. Hand on heart, way more people who come over from my fanfiction find Falling Falling Stars and Underline and almost no one (with maybe a few exceptions - I love y'all) goes into the canon these days unless they're older / long-time readers.
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footballandshit · 2 years ago
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Kylian Mbappé | 26 February 2023
Olympique de Marseille vs Paris Saint-Germain F.C.
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idalsomoongirls · 24 days ago
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Artms for the Star magazine - Haseul & Heejin
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valtiels-darkness · 8 days ago
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((Plotted Starter for @thetoaddaddy ))
It had been three years since he was caged bound by these seals. Two thirds of his chakra locked away behind swirling ink that covered eighty percent of his body. Three years that he forewent his usual attire for the longer sleeved furisode to hide his prison from himself as best he could. All mirrors within his house smashed in the wake of his burning wrath. Having been forced to taken the brunt, the full blame for it all.
He couldn't even begin to describe the bitter ache, the fury when it was Jiraiya who was tasked to imprison him. Only to up and leave Konoha a month after....
How long would he be forced continue to carry this pain of constant abandonment?
Moreover, he had been embittered with the realization that he couldn't up and leave Konoha at any point before all this. He knew he'd be labeled a missing-nin and hunted down the moment he left.
Now, he was forced to stay. To stay as the fine tuned weapon he was crafted to be. Sheathed and chained, but no less fearsome.
Alone. No one. Not even Sakumo, to pull him from the brink of the abyss. Nothing to keep his ever turning mind occupied, save for tomes and scrolls, and heavily monitored experiments (which were rare).
There were times where he felt as though he had already fallen. As if he were a shadow, suspended on dust. Unaware of even himself, at times.
Truly ironic, if one were to indulge, that a mind so sharp and adept at manipulation, would so easily conspire against itself.
Fitting and not entirely cruel...
Three years and Orochimaru found himself at a low table in his home, a steaming cup of tea cradled in his hands, his grip tightening, incrementally. Wisps of steam curled about, yet he did not see. No, he had overheard that Jiraiya had returned. The ceramic cracked, fingers curling further. A vicious emotion bombarded him at the thought of the man.
The ceramic shattered, scalding tea mixed with rivulets of red spilled before him. Shards of ceramic clung to his palms and fingers.
Yet, all he could do was just stare...
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soliloquics · 1 month ago
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@curiouskinetic : The Cat has returned to haunt Ratio's room yet again. Although 'haunt' might be a rather ungenerous term considering she hasn't exactly done much throughout her visits. Such as today, where she can be found napping next to a heating vent.
It seems she'd even been careful enough to make sure she wasn't sitting on it and blocking heat from getting to the rest of the room. A truly model house guest!
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setting   aside   that   the   fiend   remained   an   uninvited   entity   within   his   space,   he   had   to   concede   that   she   at   least   did   not   seem   to   cause   him   any   tangible   trouble.   given   that   his   vague   disapproval   of   her   presence   did   not   seem   to   deter   her,   he   instead   elected   to   continue   focusing   on   his   daily   tasks,   and   when   he   spotted   her   by   that   heating   vent   the   task   at   hand   happened   to   be   winding   down   with   a   book.
he   eyed   the   stray   curiously   for   a   few   moments   after   he   noticed   her,   and   merely   made   a   mental   note   to   set   down   a   bowl   of   water   for   her   later—   only   to   quietly   shake   his   head   at   himself.   that   would   surely   be   a   means   of   making   her   feel   unnecessarily   welcome.
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ofhope · 7 months ago
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@souldanced sent in...
❝  Five hours without you was excruciating. Let’s never part ways for that long again. How I’ve missed your warmth, your softness, your comfort… ❞ Face nestled on a certain someone’s chest, he lovingly traces circles on skin. Suddenly Aventurine startles, glancing upward, visibly surprised. ❝  Veritas! There you are! How long have you been there? Don’t you know it’s rude to eavesdrop? ❞ He jests. Sort of.
Aventurine illustrated affection in a myriad of ways. Drowning one in gifts (response triggered by trauma; an intense fear of abandonment and thus urge to make one's self appear useful... even if Veritas didn't hurt for cash), actions (another trauma response: less detail needed), and lastly: selfcare. Not in regards to Veritas himself, however Aventurine oft ran him a bath, cozied his bed prior to nighttime, or allowed him serenity to complete a highly anticipated page in his book (in terms of discovering more holes for Veritas to poke in theories, anyway).
This was one of the ways not brought about by unfortunate circumstances, or littered here and there in a history of pain. This one was unique to Aventurine, and frankly, he was no stranger to perversion around ... this specific area. Veritas was thankful he forwent his usual robe for dressing in a hurried manner, for reasons he could only believe the Aeons gifted him foresight on. Had he not, his wish of another book accomplished would've been dashed long before it took off.
“Excuse me?”
Referring to his chest as a separate entity was a new one, though.
“My apologies; it's difficult not to eavesdrop when it's your ear being bent to listen.”
For all his tenacity, a shiver rippled down his spine.
“Damned gambler. Couldn't you warm up your hands before thrusting them upon me?”
Still inclined to finish his book however aware that, once set in place, Aventurine's seal was unbreakable... thus, thrusting his book into Aventurine's unsuspecting chest (a mirrored image Veritas believed amusing), Veritas bent, braced his forearms 'round the crooks of Aventurine's knees, and lifted up, up, up.
“If you're so intent on busying yourself, might I suggest a place to sit instead? Where we both can focus on what's truly important to one another.”
On this day, Veritas Ratio learned he wasn't number one in Aventurine's heart. Rather, what's in front of his heart was.
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silverstarfics · 7 months ago
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I have no excuse for why I made this I just thought it was funny. Anyway, introducing:
TAG Characters as Random Messages @astranite & I Have Sent To Each Other
Scott:
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John:
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Virgil
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Gordon:
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Alan:
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Kayo:
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Penelope:
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Parker:
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Brains:
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EOS:
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I promise I didn’t forget Grandma it’s just that Tumblr has its dumb 10 photos per post limit anyway her quote was going to be ‘we have displeased the rain gods’
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thecursivelegends · 21 days ago
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𝐃 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 𝐒 𝐄 𝐑 𝐕 𝐈 𝐂 𝐄 𝐒
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꒰ 🪸 ꒱ ࣪𓂂 ׅ ❝ Well, clearly the feelings are mutual. Not only did you obviously lie about whom you were, at least age wise. but, I wouldn't want to entertain a moron who can't even understand the nature of gravity if it had been written right in front of them. Negative 3 points. ❞
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asterisque · 4 months ago
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Looks at Sunday's wanted poster- "Of course he's Imaginary- He doesn't have an ounce of creativity in himself~"
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iniziare · 4 months ago
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Tag drop: Aventurine.
#[ aventurine. ] mr. cavalier gambler: uptight. overcautious. inferiority complex. you've won so much but you're still so afraid of losing.#[ aventurine: ic. ] they see only the straight flush. they don't know the other hand below the table clutching your chips for dear life.#[ aventurine: inquiries. ] time to make a move my friend. say goodbye before you shuffle off. it's… best to die without regrets.#[ aventurine: countenance. ] now go. and pick the clothes that you like. then choose your desired identity and use them well.#[ aventurine: introspection. ] “sleep is the rehearsal of death”? why does life slumber? because we are not ready for the final rest.#[ aventurine: meta. ] the road less traveled is less traveled for a reason. but you've never gone in any other direction.#[ aventurine: etc. ] the chance… no matter how small: the potential is what you hang onto. that is what justifies the gamble.#[ aventurine: ipc. ] … i'll give you that and much more than that. the ipc will give you whatever you want. even what you don't want.#[ aventurine: trio. ] three cornerstones who for a measly penacony... offered their everything. you're more united than the family.#[ aventurine: astral express. ] friends: the game has commenced and you cannot choose to decline… nor do you have grounds to.#[ aventurine: fate. ] if the dice of fate are always weighted then that is our destiny. why then... do we struggle against it?#[ aventurine: past. ] our paths will cross again beneath kakava's shimmering auroras. farewell: kakavasha.#[ aventurine: luck. ] he's only drunk on the moment that makes his very life quiver. hell is only one decision away from heaven.#[ aventurine: topaz. ] since i survived i realized: wherever you go that's where i'll follow; nobody's promised tomorrow. [ immobiliter. ]#[ aventurine: topaz. ] i never expected the beautiful and kind-hearted director topaz to resort to distorting concepts like that.#[ aventurine: jade. ] it's often used as a counterfeit for jade. but it looks like jade… can be substituted for aventurine too.#[ aventurine: veritas ratio. ] unfortunately for him; i make for a more competent conversationalist than the other dimwits around here.#[ aventurine: black swan. ] nothing remains hidden from you… does it? i will find my place in the web of your schemes; memokeeper.#[ aventurine: sunday. ] is this what the harmony represents? is it built upon constraint and coercion?#[ aventurine: acheron. ] only by casting aside reason does one truly gamble. “emanator�� — I know you'll match my wager.#[ aventurine: v. youth. ] but the sun could not kill me and the quicksand sent me back to the embrace of the guild and the ipc.#[ aventurine: v. penacony. ] i seem that way because i am nervous. maybe you can help. what do you say; put our palms together a last time?#[ aventurine: v. future. ] the once falling die has at last landed on its earthly rest. quietly… peacefully: it at last landed.#tag drop#[ aventurine: robin. ] you see people. / i see you. [ avaere. ]
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