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[creatrixanimi]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY FRIEND 🎉❤️🎉❤️🎉 I hope you had a wonderful time and I wish you the very best!

Thank you!!! I had a nice relaxing day :) And sorry for replying 2 days late im very slow at answering asks sdfghjk

[agent-murica]

About the Fanfiction Trope Mashup. Grimmons. 42 (The Big Damn Kiss) + 79 (Anger Born of Worry) 🙃😍

There were a lot of thoughts swimming in Simmons' head, but the one that stood out the most prominently was this:

The second he saw Grif he was going to tackle the ever-living shit out of him.

Had a mirror suddenly spawned in front of him he would be able to see how red his face had gotten in his fury, very near blending perfectly with his fiery colored hair. His fists were shaking, and everyone else had left by this point because they were smart enough- just barely though, the Reds and Blues often toed this fucking line on a daily basis- to recognize a ticking time bomb when it was standing right next to them.

So it was just Simmons left to wait for Grif.

He doesn't even know why he's so mad- so fucking infuriated beyond all belief. They've done dangerous missions before! From simulated war to real, actually real and just as deadly war. They've fought through time- on multiple occasions too, depending on who you asked!

But Simmons was with Grif during all those times, except for that brief stint where Grif had quit, but it wasn't long before they were side to side again.

And right now? Right now Simmons was left waiting in the wings, counting away the seconds before he heard back from Grif.

And the longer that time grew, the longer he had to steadily grow and stew in fury.

So that the second Grif walked into their base, helmet held loftily in his hands, letting Simmons get a full view of his split and still bleeding lip, the cut turning an ugly shade of yellow on his nose, and the prominent as hell black eye he was sporting, the only thing he could yell was, "You fucking idiot!"

Shocked at the sudden yelling, Grif's helmet slips from his fingers and bounces noisily against the floor, but Simmons ignores that in favor of still glaring at the orange-colored soldier.

The same anger that the others had noticed radiating off of him completely flies over Grif's head as he squints his eyes and repeats, "Idiot?"

"Yes! You're an idiot," Simmons stalks closer to him, gritting his teeth. "Just what the fuck do you think you were doing?"

Eyes looking him up and down as if searching for whatever it was that was pissing him off so much, Grif says, "Uh, saving all of your asses?"

"Sure let's call it that! What I like to call it is you gallivanting off with only Locus- who shouldn't be trusted that easily mind you, no matter what he says about redemption!- and not telling us about anything until you were gone," he exploded. 

"Hey, that isn't fair to Locus," Grif countered. "I was trying to do the right thing instead of the lazy one! Why are you even so mad about this?"

"I was worried about you, you dumb bastard!" and there it is, the source of all his anger, the worry that Grif wouldn't come back and that he'd have to return to that horrid feeling of emptiness at his side.

Grif blinks owlishly at him and asks, "Why would you be worried for me?"

"Of all the completely idiotic, brainless, stupid things to ask!" Simmons rants before swooping in and planting his lips firmly against Grif's, tasting metal and blood before anything else because of Grif's split lip, but not letting that deter him. He deepens the kiss, thinking about how this is a talk that should've been had long, long ago- after the temple and the awkward silence that proceeded it.

When he separates away from Grif, he makes sure to look him directly in the eyes, bruised and all, as he says, "I'm worried because I love you, you idiot."

Still shocked from the kiss, Grif can only utter out a quiet and mesmerized, "Oh."

"Yeah," his fury had drained out of him in his display of passion. "Oh."

It's silence for a few moments, and he begins to worry that maybe he overstepped something, that perhaps this wasn't the best time for this- after all Grif was injured and just came back from a very dangerous mission and maybe he shouldn't have said-

"I do too," Grif broke the silence like a shattering frozen over pond. "Back. That is, I love you back."

"Oh," and now Simmons found himself in the very shoes that Grif had worn a minute ago.

"Do you think," here Grif paused and licked his lips tentatively. "We could try that whole kissing thing again?"

"Of course, you idiot," and Simmons swooped in again.

It felt good- better than good even. The connection between the two, the feeling of Simmons' palms against Grif's cheeks, and just knowing that there together again, at least for right now, is enough for him.

[crystalgemcars]

The picture speaks for itself. Because this is gonna be of a heartwrenching love story!

Unfortunately, no spoilers. ;)

Art by Lunan95

[pooks]

Ode of A Demised Mother

What would a mother not do for her child?

The thoughts ran in her mind, even though she had already made up her mind. What was she to defy her fate, when she know it didn't mattered what she did. She was going to die, regardless of the outcome. Aria reflected on her life, she had seen it laid out for her even if some certain things could never prepare her enough.

Eustace was rash, hot-headed and headstrong, which turned out he would be unpredictable at times. Their daughter was the same, but Aria comforted herself with the thought that her little princess would survive. She would live, far away in safety and she had accepted it, even if it meant another woman would take her place as mother for her girl.

She knew the second she would exist the castle's limits, she would be a dead woman. But what did she had to lose when she knew what was to become? A tear slid down her pale, smooth face and hit the ground. In a matter of hours, her husband was going to meet his demise against the worst enemy in decades. Sky would survive, but...she didn't wanted to be alive to see her husband, her life partner die.

Not when she had already seen her child, her son die. Perhaps her son weren't a child of her and Eustace, but he was still loved by them and raised with care. It pained her, mentally and physically once she knew...deep in her heart, that her brave, kindhearted Orion.

Orion...an abandoned child she found by the river and took in as her own. Back then, she hadn't been married with Eustace yet as they were engaged and were still a respectable lady. Passing by the river, she had heard a baby's crying and demanded her company of lady-in-waiting, servants and guards to halt their journey. There, by the edge of the flowing river she had found the wreckage of a boat and a baby, crying in a basket.

Aria still remember her words back then. “I'm going to take you as my son. You're going to shine brightly as a star, loved of the heavens. My Orion."

And now...the despicable wretch who called himself Derek, that lowly scum had coldly murdered her Orion. What she had already heard was Eustace had cut off Derek's right hand, in blind fury of what the bastard had done in his sight. Unfortunately, Derek has gotten away.

She suddenly stopped, her green eyes stared at the cold blade of a swore that pointed at her throat.

"Speaking of the devil." She said, staring coldly at the murderer of her son.

Derek wore a sinister smirk. "I heard you're the fortune-teller queen. You already know you're gonna die, like everyone else." He remarked. "It's a shame to wipe out a beautiful lady, but who am I to defy the doomed fate of a-"

"You are a sadist, Derek." Aria spoke, green eyes flashed angered of fury. "You might think you're just a victim, you might think you did nothing wrong. But you...are...wrong." She spoke.

Derek frowned, but didn't lower the steel-shard sword in his left hand. "What?" He said and his stare darkened.

"I know what you did. You have dealt with crimes, deals with drugs and you have sent innocent people to death. You have abused a woman, taken away her free will and almost her life. You had the shame to try to seek her out once she broke herself free. You have tormented her and the man she loves." Aria spoke, but she didn't stopped as she weren't done yet with his heinous crimes.

Derek snarled. "You have no idea what you're talking about!" He snapped and tried to slice her, but missed as Aria moved away from his attack, using magic to manipulate gravity and enhanced her speed. "She was mine, you hear that?! She was MINE!"

"She wasn't yours, Sadie was never yours." Aria said calmly, but still furious. "When you couldn't get her and failed to destroy Brian Cartona, you took an innocent man and used him as a tool. You took Hudson, you drugged him to the point he couldn't recall anything and controlled his free will! You directed him into a life of isolation and a permanent injury."

"That was Casey's doing, not mine!" Derek defended. "I don't care whatever happened to that Hudson, he fullfilled his purpose!"

"Don't deny it and I am not done!" Aria finally lost her temper, she pointed at her as the green eyes began to glow as emerald fire. "You murdered Geoff McQueen, electrocuted him to death because he did what was right, he reported all your heinous crimes. You sent murderers to his wife, Alice McQueen. You stole their only child, mistreating and abusing him for fifteen years until he escaped. And now you have murdered my son." Aria had listed all his crimes. "And you think you have done nothing at all? These are YOUR SINS!"

Derek finally lost it. "You fucking bitch!" He shouted and impaled her stomach with the sword, grinning maliciously as Aria gasped in agony and pain, blood soaked on her dress and she began to cough on blood as well. "No will find out as you will vanish soon."

"You BASTARD!" Aria screamed at him, throwing him off guard. "You think I am the only one who's seen your crimes? You are wrong, the moon saw you and the innocent blood you spilled. Just wait and see! One day she will shed light and expose the despicable crimes you had done. She...will...defeat...you! She is going to win, her light will always overcome the darkness in you."

Aria knew that now, she had cursed him. Derek growled, shaking of uncontrolled rage and pulled out the sword, slicing across her chest and ended her.

The Queen fell to the ground, everything went slowly as if time had stopped and her last thoughts flashed in moments less than seconds. Eustace...her husband. Orion, her son she would soon join.

And Sky...her princess. Her daughter who would become the most important and greatest hero in history, she would defeat this criminal for good and turn everything on it's rightful place.

Then her mind wandered to those who would find and love her.

Brian...Dave...and Colton, who would return by her own daughter.

'May all of you be safe...take care of my princess...'

[lo-fi-charming]

some tma oc art!! for @lunan95 and @zykaben respectively 

[therealandian]

for @lunan95, because our dumb little crackship suddenly got a little more intense than intended

[ao3feed-themagnusarchives]

Take Her to the Great Beyond in the Dark, Take Her Breath Away (and Fail to Keep Her)

by Lunan95

The Darkness found it's princess; a child already marked by the Web.

This might be the true Archivist, finally reborn after 200 years. She must carry the Mark of the Dark.

And the Cannot Breathe and the Great Beyond aids, wanting their chare of the cake too. They beckon the Isolation to join, They will grab the girl alike a hand taking what belongs to them.

Unfortunately...They didn't count with an Anchor to take his sister back before the Lonely can make the mark and their plan is ruined.

-

aka what really happened when ten year old Jenny Blackwood was under the ice and how she got marked by more powers than needed for an avatar.

And how a brother's love saved her.

Words: 439, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of The Blackwood Siblings AU

Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Jenny Blackwood, The Dark (The Magnus Archives), The Buried (The Magnus Archives), The Vast (The Magnus Archives), The Lonely (The Magnus Archives), Martin Blackwood, The Archivist (?)

Additional Tags: the Thoughts of the Entities, Loneliness, Drowning, Darkness, who is the actual Archivist here, the Entities are so fucking confused two decades later, who is the Archivist?!, Jonathan Sims or Jenny Blackwood???, And most importantly, who was the original Archivist, only Jonah Magnus knows, and he's in London as Elias Bouchard, having a fucking happy time, Ambiguous/Open Ending

source http://archiveofourown.org/works/22598062

[agentpooks]

Baby Quincy by Lunan95

A little thing I drew for my fic Missouri. Here’s a baby Quincy, probably during when she were raised in Project Freelancer. I think you can all guess where the plushie whale comes from. *cough*Illinois*cough*

[theblueskyphoenix]

From my dA inbox side of things.

Echo and Lumera - @lumeralightstar

Kevin and Michelle - MustangRio

Rosalina and Tony - iHeartRosalina101

Lightning and Sky (Platonic) - @lunan95

Ico and Adalina - ItalianAssassin77

My tumblr inbox is next.

[stacky422]

I have been tagged! 11 random facts about myself.

I was tagged by my senpai @ember-witch​ hoo boi does this make us friends now lol

I was gonna do this on my art blog but I had issues tagging people grumble grumble so here we go

I tag @heyitsashie @theintrovertedjedi @meredithknitz @blueskies511 @finallyclean14 @lunan95 @jeezlouisefinch @therealandrozanicritic @fostersm 

You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to though. Idk might be fun lol ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I...I don’t have 11 friends that have tumblrs so there’s only 9

Rules: Tell your followers 11 random facts about yourself, and tag 11 people in return! Tag backs are allowed, but you mustn’t repeat any of the facts you mentioned previously!

1) I’m very smol. Like unreasonably smol. Approx. 4′10 smol. probably can still fck you up tho

2) I love space. Like way too much. *Markiplier’s Space is Cool remix plays in the background*

3) 90% of the time I need to have things tidy or I’ll get stressed out. Sometimes when I go into my lil brothers’ rooms to talk to them I’ll make their beds and bring cups n’ stuff they have lying around back downstairs. Or randomly scrub out the fridge or something.

4) I like keeping my fingernails long so that my stubby fingers look longer than they really are. Which means I love painting my nails a bunch of different ways because hey if they’re long, might as well use them as a canvas, right?

5) An unreasonable amount of my belongings are some shade of purple. (I mean that much was probably obvious. Have you seen my blogs? Not to mention 90% of the time I draw myself in a purple shirt. Even my damn signature is always purple. I may have a problem.) 

6) I’ve got two little brothers that I’m really close with. Which I’ve been told is weird since we’re all about a little over a year apart.

7) Half of my “sweet 16″ was at a laser tag place. They let us hook up a phone for our own music while we played so we put some video game soundtracks on a playlist. Do you know how epic it feels to play laser tag to The Last of Us theme??

8) I’ve always really admired Van Gogh even tho I never paint. Like he kept making art through his mental illness and even though nobody liked what he made that’s all the inspiration anyone could hope for.

9) Quite literally most of my music library is made up of video game and anime soundtracks, but I also love Lindsey Stirling.

10) One of the best birthday gifts I’ve ever gotten is a piano music box that plays Everything’s Alright from To the Moon that my best friend gave me last year.

11) I love creepy things. (Outlast is one of my favorite video games lol) Every once and a while I’ll do a bunch of research on haunted places and stuff. Only problem is I also get scared really easily once the sun goes down so my creepy stuff binge usually results in some sleep deprivation but it’s totally worth it in the end lmao.

To everyone I tagged sorry if I’ve annoyed you lol I just wanted to look like I have more than like 3 friends when in reality I do indeed have more than 3 friends, they just probably don’t want to participate in a tag chain lmao

[creatrixanimi]

OH GOD ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY?! *instantly starts to plot* HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR! 🎉🎈🎂🎉🎈🎂🎉🎈🎂🎉🎈🎂 May you have many birthdays to come, a good cake, gifts aaand...lots of happiness. ♥️ You deserve it. (PS. It's Naty aka "quincyisagentmissouri", I'm just using my main Tumblr.)

THANK YOU AND SORRY FOR REPLYING 4 DAYS LATE. IVE BEEN SO BUSY. Thank you so much for thinking of me ilu

[kemiobsesses]

Have you tried medival!AU? Would look cool. :3

Oh man, long time no see! :'D

Ahaha, well, I'm not sure it counts as a medieval AU, but I do have a fantasy AU set in a historically inaccurate medieval period. I've only sketched a few things (and lost half of them), so that's why I 've never mentioned it. (to be honest i have tons of aus that i'm yet to draw) I should probably try and actually draw it, I guess. :')

[crystalgemcars]

Second art made by me today! This is a scene taken from the first week a stranded Lightning (Carnelian) spends on Earth and is held prisoner at the Crystal Gems’ base.

Of course, he and the leader doesn’t really get along. XD Lightning hates his guts and Doc is even less thrilled to act babysitter for a strange Carnelian from Homeworld.

Art by me @lunan95

[pooks]

A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO DAVE AND SKY HENDERSON! :D

They chose to celebrate today as Sky has birthday May 18th and Dave has his on May 20th (today). So basically a father and daughter birthday!

Note: Dave Henderson belongs to @classycontour Sky belongs to me, naturally. :P 

Kels, I hope you like my little gift. ;) It took over two hours to make. But it was worth it.

[sinisterfeline]

NATHALIE YOU WENT STUPID I AM DISAPPOINT YOU LIL SHIT

[angelshizuka]

LUNAN95 HEEFT GEZEGD: YOU KNOW. I DON’T KNOW WHAT I’M SUPPOSED TO DO NOW WHEN I DON’T GET ANMORE TASKS. :P

I also have no clue what to do, I just keep flying around aimlesly (this game is too addicting to stop playing). But I did hear there are most quests coming soon.