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[lemonsrosesandlavender]

I find it interesting that most of a non-WIP fic’s comments happen in the first couple of days of posting, but the kudos keeps going up - by quite a lot, sometimes, over time. (By non-WIP, I mean one shots or finished multi chapters).

I know everyone has their reasons for leaving comments or not, and I’m very grateful for all the interaction I receive anyway - but I hope people know that for many of us authors, a comment on a two month old (or a two year old) fic is just as exciting and fun as our latest WIP! It is not weird in the slightest, I promise, and we will appreciate it.

(I know, it’s been said thousands of times, but always worth saying again).

[gothamcity-official]

Ninjas are Breaking the F**king Gargoyles

There are ninjas going around the city trying to fight Robin and Red Robin, with the rest of Colony getting in their way. But they are DESTROYING THE GARGOYLES and I swear to the gods I'm gonna kill one if they come near my wind3 1utksm m

[shurinpat]

hi🥹🥹 if you can't tell this is very crazy for me

tstfkbdhdird Patchy goin' places!!

[kabukiaku]

Hi there! I recently joined the Ghost fandom and discovered your art, and I wanted to let you know that your work has brought me so much joy! Your drawings are so beautiful (I've reread your Terzomega Valentine's Day comic SO many times!) and I absolutely L O V E your dolls and plushies!!! (I recently got all of the supplies to start doll customizing and seeing you have so much fun with it is hugely inspiring!!) And I can't count how many times I've watched your animatics; they're SO incredibly funny and well made!!!

This is all to say: thank you for making so many wonderful things! Looking forward to what you make next, and I hope you have a fantastic day!!! 😊

(P.S.—I was so happy to see Kalluzeb while I was going through your art tag; they're SUCH a good ship!!!)

(P.P.S.—HELLO FELLOW THE SORCERER'S APPRENTICE (2010) ENJOYER!!!! I've literally only met one other person who has seen that movie 😆)

OP THANK YOU SO MUCH AHHHHHHHHH!!!! delighted to know you enjoyed my work. and for being a sorcerer's apprentice 2010 enjoyer. Horvath my beloved.

thanks again for stopping by, ive read your tags through my notifications and loved every one of them. you made my day 🥺🖤🖤🖤🖤

[muchmossymess]

YOU DONT JUST FRAME IT LIKE THAT WITH ARTHUR AND GWEN INSIDE WITH THE WARM LIGHTING AS HE PROPOSES TO HER AND MERLIN OUTSIDE IN THE COOL DARK LIGHTING LISTENING IN LIKE DUDE EHAT CONCLUSIONS DID YOU WANT ME TO DRAW FUCK

[ministarfruit]

tempus hypemen showing up to outscream all the fans

[harvestmoth]

hi spoiler embargo ended. get rejuv blasted

[yanderepuck]

I feel the need to remind you all that everything I write is 100% consensual.

If you have read Fausts route, specifically his dramatic ending you will know this man has a breeding kink. That being said we're going to go a little hard on this and not hold back because that's what I'm feeling and that's what you guys wanted. I have plenty of other smut fics that are more tame if you wish to read one of those

Have fun reading sluts~

If you read his dramatic ending then you know

"Look at how beautiful you look."

Faust runs a hand through your hair as you are kneeling between his legs. As his hand gets to the back of your head he grabs your hair and makes you look up at him.

You let out a slight moan. As your mouth opens he pushes your head forward to take his cock in again. He let you take a little break to catch your breath but now it's time to get back to work.

"Keep sucking you slut."

He keeps a firm grip on your hair as you bob your head back and forth. Your hands are tied behind your back with cuffs since you didn't want to listen and kept touching yourself.

You just couldn't help it. Faust has been edging you for days. But you guess that's what you get when you misbehave.

You look up at him every now and then as his cock is down your throat. Then you pull back just enough so that you're only sucking the tip, your tongue gliding along the ridge, flicking it against the slit.

Now he's the one moaning. Those moans are all the praise you need. You suck him harder, deep throating and swirling your tongue along his shaft.

He then holds your head in place as he cums down your throat. You do your best not to choke. The hot sticky load kept coming, and with him still in your mouth you couldn't properly swallow causing cum to come out the corners of your mouth.

When he finally pulls out you gasp for air. He's a little out of breath himself.

"Dirty little whore," he groans. "You better clean up this mess."

You're already licking your lips and once your mouth is cleaned up you lick his cock clean.

"Now stand up."

You try to balance yourself and get up slowly. Your legs felt like jello from kneeling for so long. He grabs the chain of the cuffs and lifts you up to get you on your feet quicker.

You are barely on your feet before he pushes you down on the bed. Before you can recognize what is going on hes already on top of you.

You start to squirm and run your legs together.

"None of that," he spreads your legs wide. You feel your cheeks getting warm as you catch him just staring at you. "Is this what you want?" He presses his fingers against you, but only adding pressure and not actually entering you.

You moan. "Yes! Please give me something!" That all came out louder than you wanted.

He smirks. "You needy little whore."

He grabs your waist and pulls you closer, closing the gap between you two. He starts to massage the inner parts of your thighs, knowing how sensitive they are. The tip of his cock is poking at your entrance, just a little push and he would be in you.

You squirm and whine.

"Come on. Beg for it. Even a dumb slut like you can use her words."

As his hands rest on your tights, his thumbs rub the little crevice where your legs meet your pelvis. He's so so close. But not enough to actually get pleasure from.

You look up at him, panting from all the teasing. You haven't even done anything and you're so on edge. "Please," your voice nearly cracked. "I want your cock, Johann. I'll do anything you say just please give it to me and let me cum!"

He's so going to take advantage of that later. "Anything I want, huh?" He already has a plan forming in his head. He licks his lips as it all comes together.

"Yes! Anything! Please, Johann. I want every inch of your cock."

With a smirk he takes hold of your knees to pin your legs to the bed, speaking your legs wider than you thought you could. Shoving his entire length in you, he makes sure that he fills you completely.

"A perfect fit."

Your held tilts back and you moan loudly. He entered you so quickly you can't tell if it was filled with pain or pleasure.

He wastes no time thrusting into you and getting to the pace he wants. Your moans seem to get louder with each thrust, and with the stone walls of the castle they echo in the room.

He lets your legs go so that he can lean down. His face is in the crevice of your neck, licking your skin at a much slower pace than the rest of his body. He then sinks his fang into you, moaning at the taste of your blood.

Meanwhile you immediately cum, clenching around him. He lets out a low growl at this feeling. It felt good on his end but he never told you that you could do that.

With a hand firmly around your neck, he licks your ear before whispering.

"Who told you you could do that?"

"I-I.." you can barely form words.

"I already know what I want you to do for me," he sounds way too enthused for this to be good. His thrusts have slowed down, but he is just as rough when entering you.

"I want to fill your tight little hole with all my cum. I'm going to make you my little cum dumpster until I get a baby in you."

You can't help but moan at the thought. He's not going to be gentle, not at all. He's going to use your body to his heart's desires.

"Glad to know you like the idea, slut. I'm going to love having you under my control."

He goes back to thrusting into you, and only after a few moments does he cum in you, thrusting enough to ride out his high.

You pant once he slows down. This is only round one of who knows how many.

He pulls out of you and immediately sticks his fingers in you. "Oh you have a lot more room for my cum."

He flips you over into your stomach and slaps your ass. After a yelp, you bring your knees up.

"You better keep your ass up."

With your hands still cuffed behind your back, he grabs the chain to keep a hold of you. He pushes his cock back inside you and keeps his other hand on your ass, squeezing it.

He wasted no time getting back into the rhythm he was in before. Mercilessly pounding into you.

You keep your head and chest down on the bed, but decide to move your hips back on him, basically meeting him in the middle when he thrusts forward.

"Greedy little slut," he mumbles under his breath.

You bite your lip to stop yourself from screaming as you cum. Your insides clenching around his cock as you do.

You start to feel your knees getting weak and start to slide out from under you.

You don't know if you have it in you to fix your posture until you get spanked again. He keeps his cock in you and stops moving. He grips the chain tighter and pulls on it enough to make you sit up.

Your back is against his chest and his free hand is around your neck, making sure your head is tilted fsr ent back to make you look at him.

"What did I tell you," he growls. His hand squeezes the sides of your neck, it won't stop the airflow but you still get a jolt of pleasure through your body.

"M-my legs...th-" you can barely speak. You're basically seeing stars at this points.

"I don't care. What did I tell you. All you need to do is keep your pretty ass up so I can fuck you," his tongue flicks the wound on your neck he created earlier. "I own you, and I'll gladly keep you plugged up to make sure my cum doesn't leak out of you."

He lets your neck go and pushes you forward. You fall face first into the bed. You can feel his cock twitching inside of you. You can't tell if you want more or are too tired to keep going.

With all the strength you have, you bring your knees back up, rising your bottom half as high as you can.

"There you go. Such an obedient slut," he rubs your ass before thrusting again.

He would pull nearly all the way out and slam back into you, thrusting you forward each time.

How can he last so long? How much stamina does he have? You convince yourself that it must be a vampire thing.

Faust shoots another load of cum into you and slows down his movements.

You feel your legs shaking but you don't dare let your body fall again, not until he pulls out of you.

You know he's going to want to go again, so you try to catch your breath as quickly as possible.

Faust grabs your hip and turns you into your side. He lifts up your leg to his shoulder.

"You're already leaking cum," his fingers glide across your entrance. A shiver runs down your spice from how sensitive youve gotten. "Your womb must already be filled," he's more so talking to himself. It's not like you can form words anyway. "But just in case," he slides back into you, keeping your leg up. "I can't have you wasting any of my semen."

He smirks down at you, and all you do is moan as his cock stretches you open again.

He keeps your leg straight up and moves in slow controlled thrusts this time. He doesn't take his eyes off you, even with a fully flushed face, tears forming at the corners of your eyes.

"You're the best experiment I've ever had," he smirks. He's still trying to catch his own breath.

With an arm around the base of your leg, he's keeping you steady, but that hand is wrapped around to your front and is starting to play with your clit.

You quickly start to squirm. You try closing your legs, or even rolling into your stomach. Each rub fills you with ecstasy and adrenaline.

You try to say something but you can't. You're overstimulated. The moment this is all over you're going to pass out from exhaustion. That is, if you don't pass out before.

Faust holds your leg in place firmly and rubs harder. His thrusts have gotten rougher. He's now enjoying the view of watching your tits bounce with each thrust. Occasionally he thrusts in harder just to see how they will bounce.

You try moving your face to bury yourself into a pillow, and when you finally do your already unholy noises get louder.

Faust smirks. He wants to hear more and finally gets ruthless with his thrusts. Both of your moans fill the room along with the sound of skin slapping against skin.

The wet sounds coming from where you two are joined can just barely be heard. You're barely conscious at this point. You only know that you are because of the sensation of cumming. You pull against your restraints, trying not to contort your body.

Faust gets in a few strong thrusts before overfilling you again.

The moving stops and now the two of you are just panting. You look up from the pillow to look at him. He's also flushed, and sweaty. You're fairly sweaty yourself but wow he looks hot with sweat dripping from him.

Carefully he pulls out of you. It feels weird being empty now, almost hurts. You lay flat on your back and close your eyes. Not even caring that your hands are stuck behind you.

You don't even care if he plans on going another round. Your body feels so heavy. You feel him move on the bed and assume he's going to lay next to you. But then he spreads your legs open again.

You let out a small yelp and quickly look down. You feel something enter you, but it's not his dick, or his fingers. Is it..?

"We need to make sure you don't spill that cum everywhere."

He leans over you and kisses you on the lips. "You be a good girl and stay here. I'll be back later to see if you need to be refilled," he smirks devilishly and gets off the bed starting to get dressed.

All you do is watch him. You knew he'd be back sooner rather than later to see if you needed anything. But right now all you needed was a nap.

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[acourtofquestions]

Just sped read two chapters (I’ll have to update on later) but imma be honest people: I am on chapter 61 (or I guess it’s the next one I read? Idk words🤦‍♀️) and I am feeling very real fear right about now👀🫥😬😅 like I got a few pages in & was like; mmm… yeah… no…this is gonna keep me up finishing this book (and I cannot be drowsy working tomorrow)… but like… Rowan is sneaking out… and it’s stupid Maeve (I really do hate her and she’s only been in like 2 chapters and I am so over her)… and it’s worse cause I KNEW IT the second Elide was like “Lorcan’s restless” I was like ITS MAEVE PROXIMITY but ANSEL JUST GAVE ME HOPE! and Lysaedion😊🥹 & Manorian😉😂 are being allllll cute! And then Rowaelin because ROWAN IS HAPPY😭 for once in 2 centuries this man is smiling & SJM has the nerve to say “the spark went out” (writing this like she isn’t the genius author that created everything and is instead some random opinion😂) and now I’m scared because they’re all toooooo happy???… like oh yeah we’re kinda happy — until… idk… I DONT KNOW WHAT IT IS; she just left me on THAT… THATS THE PROBLEM & fuck fuck fuck this CANNOT end well😅😅 but Dorian said Asterins alive? BUT WHERE IS ABRAXOS? And everyone’s been warning me & I am STILL NOT ready at all in the slightest… UGHHHHWHHHHHYYYYYY (they deserve an ACOFAS style fluff book after this😭) and I guess I just need to schedule finishing this book and reading all of tower of dawn cause I can’t with these cliffhangers anymore😅😅

[nullians]

It’s actually insane how fandom in general has become so scared of making weird and dark and ugly works. Like I look at myself and see how I have also subconsciously adapted this instinct to self censor and make things “marketable” and it’s making me want to crawl out of my skin. I need to get weirder and worse and more off-putting hello

[khickuwa]

My thoughts on “A Dream of Benji” - Luke’s Fluffy Fuzzy Time Card

so I had the privilege (or the misfortune, depends on how you’d view it lmao /lh) of getting and reading Luke’s new FFT card. I haven't seen anyone talking about it yet, and I have many thoughts about it so.... To anyone who hasn’t read it yet, beware I’ll be discussing spoilers (come back when you’ve read it please I promise you you won’t regret it) and as everyone else probably mention it’s probably best to read this after the FFT event (or at least after completing Benji’s route) 

BUT I MUST SAY, this card has surprisingly became one of my favorite Luke cards (in  terms of the art as well I mean look at THEM(tm) LAYING DOWN IN A MEADOW OF FLOWER... MISS ROSA LOOKS SO ESPECIALLY PRETTY HERE LIKE) right up there with Luke’s 1st anniversary card “Under the Milky Way” and Luke’s “Shape of You” card. I know everyone is probably saving up for the second anniversary (I really need to save up to I haven’t been playing as much last month) but if you do have the s-chips to get the card like... *grabs you in a chokehold* it’s so good. I promise you it’s really worth it.

Though disclaimer!  These are just my thoughts (I’ve been up all night thinking about a virtual dog... Please I Am Not Okay) feel free to disagree! I’ll be discussing about character death and Luke’s illness, so if you ain’t good with that feel free to skip this!

Okay, moving on.

Hoyoverse. What the actual fuck. (YOU THOUGHT IT WAS GOING TO BE A CUTE CARD? CUTE EVENT? TAKING CARE OF VIRTUAL ANIMALS?  A FLUFFY FUZZY FUN TIME!?!? WRONG. ABSOLUTELY WRONG.) This whole card was so incredibly devastating and yet it’s so hopeful at the same time. They really hammered in the idea of “inevitability” and “hopeful anticipation”  irt actualbird's journal of NXX Investigation Team Behavioral Studies. To me at least, this card is like everything that makes Luke... Luke... condensed into a card.

About Benji  (you sweet sweet boy):

Immediately right in the first story, Benji is admitted into hospital and it’s very much obvious that... Benji, a retired 9-year old military dog, doesn’t have much time left.

Benji, obviously, is very much a parallel to Luke Pearce... As I was reading the card, Benji’s situation almost feels like a peek into of what could be Luke’s Future... what could become of Luke. Once great and majestic dog plowing through a vast field of snow, saving hostages along side other agent... now so frail, the wear and tear of old injuries, old age and illness is finally getting to Benji. 

...and in Luke’s own words: “Is he still the same Benji from my memories.”

Luke and Rosa decides to take Benji into a dog park, where they hope to give Benji some sort of “freedom”... for Benji to finally some semblance of living life as a normal dog. It still had to be catered in a way that was familiar to Benji... and this is sort of scattered around through out between the event stories and the card. eg. making custom training dumbbells, planning training regiments, recreating a hostage situation. Even when Benji is retired, he's still yearning to go back... eg looking back to the direction of military base. Because in the end of the day, that’s all Benji Knows. His Whole Life has Always Been a Mission to Benji.

Then Mr. Henderson, a man in the dog park who's also grieving about his late dog, who's also a retired military dog. And while Luke was able to open up to this man, as both have/are going through the same grief. But MAN did that interaction cause Luke to spiral downwards.

Even in what I would say Benji’s last moments with Luke and Rosa, the way that Luke had to dismiss Benji of his “duty” this way. (I’m not okay, I’m not okay, THIS DIALOGUE WRECKED ME)

About Luke (ah here we go again):

After being subsequently punched multiple times in the face by “LOOK BENJI/LUKE PARALLELS, LOOK AT IT. LOOK AT IT!!!”

As I’m going “NO BENJI UWAH QAQ” every second through this card... I also can’t help but fear for Luke. It really made me think that... let’s say even if NSB drops Luke the moment he was diagnosed with the illness and three years left to live, I really do wonder if he would’ve been able to cope with it... or otherwise live with himself? 

Luke as we know it, has this whole self deprecating deal of avoiding and hesitating happiness. The way I see it, he often times try to make himself seem "small" in a way, that he prioritizes other people's needs first before his own. And I would imagine the last thing he'd want for himself is to become a burden/useless. If one day Luke does retire from NSB, one would think that he'd be free... but not really either. I can imagine him being sort of like "what now?" (i can sort imagine luke entering this phase of adjusting back to normal life when he's back in Stellis. this brings me to the headcanon of luke's... questionable lifestyle is a product of Luke having to readjust to normal life /i’m sorry i made fun of your kitchen and my boy, you probably had to make do what with what you had.)

If think about Luke lying in a hospital bed, nearing the end of his life. I'm Going To Lose It (tm). But looking at Benji all old and sickly... I really can’t help imagine that IF it were to happen, it would probably go down the same way it did for Benji. (I Am Going To Cry)

Anyways, after the conversation with Mr. Henderson, Luke spirals down into thoughts of "if I didn't left you, would things have been different?", “we could’ve been happier, if only I had made the “right” choice. (and I wanna grab him by the shoulders and then scream at him “LUKE STOP BAD >:C”)

About Rosa (YOU GO GIRL SLAY):

NOW, HONESTLY. ROSA REALLY DO SHINE IN THIS CARD. HER RESPONSE TO BENJI. HER RESPONSE TO HER SAD LITTLE BOYFRIEND GRIEFING AN SPIRALING DOWN. THIS IS WHY SHE IS THE MC(TM) AAA

but more than that, this card somehow not only showcase her strengths but also how this somehow becomes a weakness as well (at least to me). 

Rosa to me, comes off someone who really looks on straight ahead and her focus on what she can do in the present, in contrast to Luke’s tendency to focus on past regrets and uncertain tomorrows. I would argue that she also has this like- perseverance/stubbornness against adversities and I would say that her solutions also come off as very head on?. (could you imagine having to argue with your lawyer girlfriend, like nah... you ain’t winning for sure.)

(”But that’s for dogs” I’m laughing through TEARS OMG - Luke is Dog-Coded FR) But Rosa in here is really ain’t letting Luke go, forcing Luke to Actually Look into her Eyes and tell her What’s Wrong. (LukeRosa nose booping omg...this is how they comfort each other in my head from now on) Which yes, sometimes I think Luke does need someone who can hold him back before he retreats, but also at the same time... after this exchange, Rosa realizes that it’s not really quite enough to erase his worries. And I think this is also the exact moment Rosa realizes that not all problems could be solved immediately... sometimes you have to let time do its thing and just.. sit with it. 

(Rosa calling in an animal psychologist... like did she just searched on up in the internet for consultation like pls Rosa) In Story 5 (I’d put in every screenshot from this part if I could), we go on the Benji’s “rescue mission”, I kinda enjoyed how Rosa does fumble a bit here and there... though with good intentions, perhaps the overly familiar environment was over-stimulating to Benji? which caused him to attack Luke somehow... But anyways... It seems that Benji still thinks that he’s on service and it’s not when Luke “dismissed” him of his “duties does Benji stop and Luke, just so full of grief, wondering why Benji couldn’t just forget the past. And Rosa really isn’t holding back with her words when she says:

“Why does Benji have to forget the past?” “

Have you ever thought that perhaps Benji is proud of himself for being a military dog?” 

“You said before if Benji wasn’t a military dog, he could probably lead a happier life.”

“But Luke, you and I are not Benji, We can never understand Benji’s true feelings.”

“And we can’t just make wild guesses about whether Benji would have ended in a better situation if he had made a different choice...

“Because it will never happen”

Because it will never happen....

MISS ROSA I-

“But how are you sure a “perfect and flawless” choice exists in this world”

“Luke, are you sure that if one makes a different choice, one’s ending will be better?”

I just really love Rosa for this because she just so... incredibly focused in the present and taking one’s autonomy. And this is probably so reassuring to Luke (and to me) cause she’s basically saying “regardless of what happens, we will be fine.” 

And I don’t think Rosa has ever blamed Luke for leaving, for having a dangerous job, nor for getting diagnosed with only 3-years left to live. SHE JUST LOVES HIM SO MUCH OUEUEUEUEUOOO!!! Even. EVEN. if Luke’s condition does turn for the worse, I really do think that Luke is in very VERY capable hands. AND THAT’S SO REASSURING TO ME? As much as I Really Don’t Want Luke to Die (Please Find A Cure For Him), but just the thought that Rosa is going to be there for him (just as he will be there for her) regardless of whatever happens to the both of them, it will always be the “best ending”.

I’m just so happy that Rosa’s answer to Benji’s case is really just to ensure that Benji lives the last few days of his life... happy. and IT’S SUCH A ROSA ANSWER PLS... Even with Luke as well, even with knowing all the risks of staying with Luke, she’d rather make the most out of the remaining time they have. But even so, she’s still so full of hope! “As long as we’re not at the end of the path, there’ll be boundless possibilities” 

Luke is the Definition of Devotion, BUT CAN WE TALK ABOUT ROSA? It’s so subtle, but I really can’t deny that Rosa does really really really love Luke too, in a way that she’s going to be there for him... for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until parted by death. (HOLDS THEM BOTH IN THE PALM OF MY HANDS UUUUUOEOEOOEOE)

When Benji finally passes away peacefully in a quiet afternoon, with Luke and Rosa at his side, I really do think that this is the best ending for him. RIP Benji, you were the goodest boy. 

[corrodedcoughin]

Fantasy au where a group of travelers are escaping the kingdom of Hawkins. They hear of a hidden city - rumoured to keep all outcasts safe from the king of Hawkins’ tyrannical rule, under the protection of a guild of powerful mages and warriors.

They’re given a link, a super secret contact to meet in an inn the town over that will help them escape and find said city.

They come face to face, Strider in fellowship of the ring - style, with Eddie the Banished - gaze sharp and intimidating. They’ve heard the rumours- Hawkins runs rampant with stories of his alleged crimes - namely involving the missing crown prince. Every layman has their version, but it all chalks up to the same fallen Hero and great Villain story.

It’s clear that he is skeptical and very protective of who he brings with him into the city, but the owners of the inn - a gentle lady by the name of Joyce and her equally intimidating husband, Hopper, vouch for them.

It takes some time to get there, they don’t take a direct route to avoid ambushes and the like.

Eddie neither confirms nor denies the stories, in fact he stokes the flames and plays it up - they act as additional protection and armor, an air of “don’t fuck with us.”

Through the bravado and exaggerated stories, they start to learn bits and pieces about Eddie along the way - things that don’t add up. He wears lots of jewellery - he jingles like a cat with a bell when he struts - but one of the party points out that a lot of them look like protection charms, each handmade, possibly by children judging by the make.

He flirts like nobody’s business, but it never goes past that. They had to flee a tavern one time when Eddie blows up over a patron who couldn’t take a “no” a few times too many.

Among his jewellery, Eddie wears a lot of rings. Stacks of silver, gaudy and eccentric, though they spend enough time traveling together to start noticing the sole gold band on his left ring finger.

They do get ambushed once - but manage to fight it off mostly unscathed. Eddie plays it off as usual, but one of them notices him twisting said gold band, brow pinched at night when no one is looking.

He’s also surprisingly sweet - he’s always nice to the kids he encounters, always treats the waitstaff at taverns and shops with respect, he’s protective over the younger members of the travel party when they encounter someone particularly rowdy. They also notice how he picks up little things along the way - snack cakes, hand carved die. “Little gifts,” he tells one of them, with a lopsided grin.

Maybe Eddie the Banished isn’t the villain of this story after all.

When they reach the city - it’s relief - for once in their lives the air tastes like freedom. A bunch of people are there to welcome them and show them around, but mainly they’re there for Eddie. He’s nearly swallowed by a swarm of children, and catches his arms around a girl with mousey brown, shaggy hair (“Birdie” they hear him call her - they think she’s his betrothed for a hot second) before the small sea of people part, and the group of travelers still.

Because at the center of the crowd, though a few years older and in looser, more comfortable clothing than they’ve ever seen him in before, is Crown Prince Steve Harrington.

And before they can think to do anything, Eddie is dropping all of his weapons, bravado completely dropping, face blown open with relief. Then he’s running, and wrapping the other man so tightly in an embrace that they can’t tell which limb belongs to who. They watch them sway gently in the middle of the city square.

“I kept my promise. I came back to you,” they hear Eddie murmur with such reverence, foreheads touching, hands cupping the other man’s face with such gentleness -

And then they’re being ushered away towards the baths, “Birdie” talking a mile a minute about how they must be tired and how they should give the lovebirds a second.

And maybe the rumours and stories were wrong. Maybe it’s a story about freedom and love instead.

Anon…you don’t underSTAND I’ve been craving a fantasy book for so long and this is exactly what I NEED. please I am begging at your table for any scraps you care to share PLEASE 🙏

[swag-system]

literally go ahead its Your blog

fuck yes massive win i love to yap.

so basically theres this really really fucking gorgeous trans girl that comes into the store i work at (literally just some convenience store) every once in a while n every time she came in id get like. rlly flustered n shit. bcs i am a USELESS QUEER!! n she apparently noticed that!! and apparently thinks im cute!!! wow!!!!!!!

anyways last time i saw her before today she mentioned how she noticed i get flustered n teased me a bit and yes i was insane about it for the rest of the day. a pretty girl teased me. how could i not be insane about this

so today while i was at work she came in again (apparently shes been coming to the store just to see me!!) and i FINALLY got the bravery to ask for her number. her response was "its about time you asked". i nearly died.. my poor little heart nearly exploded!! she was teasing me the whole time she was there (WHICH WAS A WHOLE ASS HALF HOUR BTW) and i got basically no work done today (DO YOU BLAME ME??? GETTING MY JOB DONE ISNT THE PRIORITY IF THERES A PRETTY GIRL GIVING ME ATTENTION...)

anyways we might be having a date on sunday after im done with work?? i might die of death before i make it to sunday but i will be strong guys... i will be strong!!

[sincerely-sofie]

Ruby anon again! I hope you’re doing well, Sophie! I don’t have any notes, but I do want to share some fun facts:

• Ruby bounced around so many other Pokémon species before I settled on Zorua. The list includes: pichu, Espurr, Gligar, torchic, Teddiursa, Piplup, shinx, budew, Bounsweet, Gible, Deino, Fennekin, Flabébé, Rockruff, Hatenna, and Sprigatito.

• Originally, her abusers were her parents and Ruby was the one survivor of the siblings that were abandoned in the dungeon by the time Twig got there. Then I looked at the idea and said “. . . That seems like a little bit too much”. Afterwards, there were other iterations with the abusers being an aunt and uncle, cousins, or some strangers that took her from her family. There’s more but I forgot the others. Eventually I settled on the abusers being older siblings.

• There was another idea that the siblings actually cornered Opal to force her to tell them where Ruby was and trying to attack her when she refused. I didn’t like the idea and also I feel like if this happened Twig (and maybe Ark) would have committed murder on sight.

• For a brief period of time, the siblings had “names” — but they were really just silly, uncreative names to refer to them by because I had no respect for them. I called the brother “Yeet” and the sister “Delete” (I will use these names to reference them, but please do not keep these as their official names I beg of you-)

• There was an idea that Ruby usually hid around Twig’s house because Yeet and Delete were afraid of Twig. I scratched this because I felt it was better that the two didn’t know exactly who Twig was. Additionally, they also had a strong hatred for Ark. I don’t remember the reason for this.

• Before I came up with the name Ruby, I called her “Dove” — like the peace bird.

Oh my word... All of this is amazing but Dove... Precious little baby Dove... Oauouaogh...

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Hdoebekrb SHIP ARTTTTT!!!

Cuteee cuddlessss

THEN BADASSERY!! (dunno if accurate but cool anyway XP)

NDOWBFOEBOQNROWBDKWBORND XDDDD

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Nyxy belongs to @nyxus-nyx-2 / @nyxus-nyx

Experimenting with a new only pencil style since I do like it a lot and quite a few of the artist that I follow that do traditional art do this and it always looks SO COOL- so I'm trying it and so far so good :)))

[sunburnacoustic]

In the world of rock, Queen stands out as a good example of the clash between guitar and piano in songwriting. I think that’s where you stumble across those more unusual arrangements and chord structures.

In my heart I want to do more hard rock music, but at the same time, I’m much more attracted to the piano. I think that automatically causes something unusual to happen.

Also Smashing Pumpkins, even though they’re not piano-based. I always found their arrangements interesting, like on the album, Siamese Dream. In terms of guitar, I also like Rage Against the Machine and Jimi Hendrix.

But in terms of piano, I love Ben Folds, but to me, that’s a very different style of music. I love the low, heavy piano bit in “Jackson Cannery.” It made me realise if you want to get heavy, you have to get down there and hit some large chord.

Matt Bellamy on his influences and making a big sound | "Innocence And Absolution", Keyboard Magazine, June 2005