#she is no wilting rose
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bloomingdarkgarden · 1 year ago
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Coming next week to an AO3 theater near you.
Justice for the Lady of Autumn
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Autumn Burns Eternal | A multi-chapter story by ehoney on AO3
��She was a wild, wicked slip of a girl. She burned too brightly for this world.” ― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
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crownedinmarigolds · 4 days ago
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Decided to schlap together all of the full body art I've done of our OCs for the VTM meet-ups together sor far and am very proud that I've been relatively consistent the whole time! :D Ralph, Damaris, Harrakhty, Nyth, Daimund, Kyle and Christian all are brainchildren of @thesixthplaneteer!! <3 (The ghost of Ralph of New Year past haunts Satyr!Ralph don't @ me)
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disciple-of-frost · 1 month ago
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Glamtober Day 9 - Melee 🗡️
Weapon: Deepgold War Scythe Head: The Emperor's New Hat Body: High Steel Mail of Maiming Hands: Metian Gauntlets Legs: Metian Chausses Feet: Metian Sollerets Earrings: The Emperor's New Earrings Necklace: The Emperor's New Necklace Bracelet: The Emperor's New Bracelet Rings: The Emperor's New Ring
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strange-doll-child · 10 months ago
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Hmmmm more Evil Gracey
And a friend
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hssprimefan · 5 days ago
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Even when talking about an unrelated character who never even met him it somehow comes back to Ace
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rain-on-wax-feathers · 1 year ago
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egged c!hannah <333
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commander-gloryforge · 2 years ago
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Ayzeelia dreamed of endless deserts, of raptors, of guns and blood dripping into sand. Ayzeelia dreamed of sun in her face, wind on her skin, heat and leather and blades. And when she woke, she learned of Elona. Her true home. Until she died, and her home became a prison.
Ayzeelia was killed during an ambush and awakened soon after. She lived a simple (after) life under Joko, mostly tending to animals in a little village. It clearly wasn't what she had wanted when she was a sapling dreaming of the vast desert, but that didn't matter now. It wasn't like she could complain, or think on her own at all. It wasn't like she could run away, she was a slave, with no mind. Until he died, and her prison became escapable.
And if there's one thing an outlaw is good at, it's escaping.
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amortean · 9 months ago
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Sheila quite talented at origami and papercraft (it's the math nerd in her) so just. y'know. I have thoughts about her folding paper roses for D
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rosemaze-reveries · 10 months ago
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mary’s ss tier turns her mirror into a guillotine this might be it for me
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halfhappyhooligan · 2 years ago
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c!hannah ough
my brain every time i try to go to sleep:
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creamecream · 2 years ago
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“All this money can’t buy me a time machine,
(No)
Can’t replace you with a million rings,
(No)
I should have told you what you meant to me,
Cause now I pay the price,
In another life,
I would be your girl,
We’d keep all our promises, be us against the world,
In another life, I would make you stay,
So I don’t have to say you were the one that got away,”
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crownedinmarigolds · 5 months ago
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Fangfest 2024 - Day Nineteen - The Moon Embraced during her slumber some time ago, Lyubov has existed mentally only within her dreams - and after some practice and time, others' dreams - for decades. An experiment that supposedly was testing guerilla training tactics performed by her sire, the Tremere Atticus, who only at the turn of the millennia decided to free her from her endless and chaotic sleep. Now awake and walking around these modern nights, nothing feels completely real to her anymore. Or it all simply feels so mundane that it makes her bored beyond belief to walk around within the strict laws of physics. She is a relative master of the path of Morpheus, but at the cost of feeling anything, especially with the dulled physical senses that come with being Kindred. She craves extreme sensations, dangerous situations, ruthless people - even if the consequences are severely stacked against her. The Moon represents deception, illusions, hidden things and confusion. Lu sits by a waterfall of blood within her dream-plane, gazing at the onlooker and daring them to come and play.
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disciple-of-frost · 1 month ago
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Glamtober Day 4 - Aldenard 🥀
Weapon: Shantotto's Staff Head: The Emperor's New Hat Body: Uraeus Coat Hands: Lucian Prince's Fingerless Glove Legs: Roegadyn's Legstraps Feet: Roegadyn's Sandals Earrings: The Emperor's New Earrings Necklace: The Emperor's New Necklace Bracelet: Emperor's New Bracelet Rings: The Emperor's New Ring
(Say hi to Wilting! This was their canon glam and eye color before...the event.)
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sadgirlautumn · 2 months ago
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I’ve been reading these violent delights and I really like it so far. I’m only 70-ish pages in and I was already having unhinged thoughts about it earlier. My only gripe is with myself because I’ve been too scattered lately to read for very long which sucks because I want to read it so bad but I just struggle to. 🙃
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urlocalcupcxke · 7 months ago
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o.o i feel like this is symbolic in a way but thats just me :,)
tw//eyestrain, mild body horror
"What am I to you?"
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bonebare · 5 months ago
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Aurora Tags!
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