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Drawing fanarts of my own fic before I even write the fic
Edit: it's now out
#disabled adrien#luka couffaine#felix graham de vanily#felix fathom#miraculous ladybug#miraculous fanart#miraculous au#adrien agreste#can be tagged as ship i dont mind#nothing will happen in the fic but i have plans in the future#cyrdraws#A Hero's Heart
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team free will 🪶(from last year)
#my art#supernatural#supernatural fanart#can't believe this is the second piece of spn art i've posted lmao#this is old and i'm not a spn blog. probably?#sobsicles fics are canon to me though! i love their depiction of these seven they feel like a really sweet family#uh this is technically a redraw of a piece i did the year before but like. no way that's seeing the light of day dear god#like even by my standards for myself it's bad lmao#anyways time to tag wall#castiel#castiel novak#dean winchester#sam winchester#jack kline#claire novak#kaia nieves#eileen leahy#uh. fuck it#destiel#what is sam an eileens ship name#sam x eileen#deancas#team free will#spn
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So you know when you're writing a scene where the hero is carrying an injured person and you realize you've never been in this situation and have no idea how accurate the method of transportation actually is?
Oh boy, do I have a valuable resource for you!
Here is a PDF of the best ways to carry people depending on the situation and how conscious the injured person needs to be for the carrying position.
Literally a life saver.
(No pun intended.)
#writing tips#writing resources#writing reference#writing research#idk i thought it was cool#superhero#dc fanfic#batman fanfic#bkdk fanfic#fanfic#fan fiction#bakudeku#bkdk#jaytim#this was all for a jaytim fic im writing#it's my first a/b/o smut fic ever#yeehaw#i had to google if there was any way to carry an unconscious person up a ladder alone#i don't think you can#mha fanfic#bnha fanfic#coldflash#jaydick#idk any superhero ship works#im done tagging shit
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To whoever first wrote that Merlin is only clumsy because he has to make a conscious effort and always invest a lot of energy to not allowing his magic to be instinctive : Thank you! That concept always lives in my mind for free
#bbc merlin#merthur#arthur pendragon#merlin emrys#merlin#ao3#merlin x arthur#incorrect quotes#reccs#fanfiction#medieval#multifandom account#magic#ao3 fics#fic writers#fic writing#writer block#writers on tumblr#king arthur#the knights ship merthur#the knights of the round table#bad at tags#tropes#plot#merlin tv#tvshows#2000's#series#movies#dragonlord
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they eepy
#if anyone tags this as shipping it's on sight#gravity falls fanart#stan pines#stanley pines#stanford pines#ford pines#i'm a sucker for platonic cuddling#and i've been reading way too many fics in which they cope w/ their trauma and with nightmares by sleeping together#gravity falls#my art#stan twins
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day 1 without ao3: i have gone through all 5 stages of grief multiple times and have invented a 6th. i will not disclose what the 6th stage of grief is.
#I AM GOING INSANE#what am i supposed to do??#’you should work on your WIP’ NO I CANTTT#‘ read actual books on your real bookshelf’ NUH UH#ao3#archive of our own#i’m tagging ships#malec#destiel#hannigram#jonmartin#tomgreg#kenstewy#imagine all the fics i could be reading rn
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Whenever I fall at your feet
Won't you let your tears rain down on me?
[ID: Digital illustration of Vincent and Thomas in a moment of rest; Vincent is laid on Thomas' lap, eyes closed, holding his hand while Thomas' other hand gently strokes his cheek. /end ID]
This one wasn't meant to see the light of day, which is why Thomas' pectoral cross is so carelessly drawn, but then @captain-athos asked to include it in a fic they were writing, so it's been out in the world. :)
Please read Conjuring Summer In, it's a very lovely piece of work 💛
#conclave#what's their ship name lmfao#vincent benitez#Thomas lawrence#vincent x thomas#lawrence x benitez#lawrence/benitez#probably?#fic and art#conclave fanart#csp#clip studio paint#fanfiction#conclave fanfic#fanart#LAWRENITEZ#the ship name is lawrenitez thank u person reblogging this w the tag
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you know what's wild to me? some people just... watched arcane
like they watched both seasons and were like, 'that was good' and then watched something else
they don't wake up thinking about the show and walking around thinking of fanfic plotlines, edits, and fanart. they just literally watched it and then moved on with their lives instead of making it their whole personality. they may have watched it and talked to no one about it.
like what does that feel like??
#arcane#caitvi#timebomb#jayvik#tagging the ships i like lol#while you're here check out my caitvi fics LOL#anexcellentshot on ao3#shameless self promo whatever
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I finished DS9 and here's my first offering to the fandom.
The show is just SO GOOD!! I wanna talk about it so bad, so I will spam the tags quite a bit... My bad. Also, the people who said Bashir would get better - you were right, he became a lot more fun! Plus he's got a teddy bear, that's peak character right there.
#star trek deep space nine#ds9#julian bashir#elim garak#garashir#fanart#my art#ALRIGHT - Let the yap session begin.#First of all: was part of the reason Bashir grew on me because of Garak? Yes#But I'd argue being part of a old man yaoi ship is a valid reason to like a character#This ship is crazy btw#The fact that I had to do RESEARCH to even UNDERSTAND Garashir smut is insane#Never in my life I thought I'd have to read multiple paragraphs about an alien race's anatomy (fanmade) to read smut#Also if anyone has any fic recs... I'm open to them#And I need to say this so SPOILERS FOR S7 OF DS9!!#I did not see the chemistry between Bashir and Ezri. Didn't like it at all#She got taken by the Breen and BOOM next thing we know she has feelings for him that even she didn't know about??#And he has the same even though they had a solid friendship before? Idk#Ngl I though fucking Dukat and Winn had more going on for them than those two - they at least were funny#Loved the ending though. Def my favorite STrek if I don't count TOS#TOS has a special place in my heart because I love goofy shit and it has some GEMS#But if I had to recommend a friend to watch any STrek it's definetly be DS9#Okey! I think that's all I can spam in the tags without writing out an entire dissertation#The TL;DR is Garashir is a great ship but an insane fic experience and DS9 is a damn good show
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Genuinely one of my favorite things about the maruaders fandom that is widely agreed upon:
Regulus is trans. Everyone assumes Remus is trans because werewolf behavior can look suspiciously similar to having a period. Shenanigans ensue:
*During 1st Year*
Sirius: *discreetly giving Remus chocolate during his time of the month*
Remus, in his head: HOW DOES HE KNOW? HOW DOES HE KNOW I'M A WEREWOLF? HOW DOES HE KNOW CHOCOLATE HELPS? WHY IS HE NOT SAYING ANYTHING? WHAT IS HAPPENING?
*Quidditch Locker Room*
Marlene: FUCK!
Sirius: What's wrong?
Marlene: I started my period and don't have anything on me!
James, who started carrying extras because he's a mom friend: Oh, here you go.
Marlene: *intensely stares at them* Okay if James carries the tampons and Remus is the one who uses them, why the FUCK is Sirius named Pads???
James: I. . .what?
Sirius: Abort Prongs. There's no right answer to this one.
*During a Study Session*
Regulus: Ugh, I'm so jealous of you sometimes Lupin.
Remus "Low Self-Esteem" Lupin: Why?
Reg: It's just that. . .well, if your mood is any indication, your time of the month is so CONSISTENT! Like, every 28 days like clockwork. You've never had 2 in one month or anything!
Remus, in his head: . . .is. . .is Regulus a werewolf too? Is this how Sirius was so accepting?
Remus out loud: You get it TWICE sometimes, how is that even possible?
Reg: I know right, it's so unfair!
Regulus: . . .
Peter: . . .
Regulus: So is there a REASON you've been stalking me or---
Peter: Are you a werewolf?
Reg: The fuck? No? Why---
Peter: KAY THANKS BYE!
*later*
Remus: oh my God Peter I didn't mean ASK HIM
Peter: Well how the fuck else was I supposed to find out?
Everyone start milking the comedy potential, or I'll have to write it myself! This is a threat! There's enough angst in this fandom, we need more pure comedy fics!
#marauders#the marauders era#marauders era#mwpp#sirius black#james potter#peter pettigrew#remus lupin#regulus black#marlene mckinnon#trans regulus#trans regulus black#moony wormtail padfoot and prongs#platonic moonwater#moonwater canoe#the ONLY reason I tagged the first one is so that ya'll can find this#I WILL make the word for platonic ship “canoe” if it KILLS me#feel free to drop fic recs and links in the notes#I'm so bad at remembering fic names#this is what happens when you're too paranoid to actually LOG IN to AO3
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Ghost au Sam Winchester more likely than you think
#he gets killed by a hunter ambush lead by Gordon in late s2 ish#I know he has retired the fringe by then let me live#Dean is glad to have him back and look for possible revival methods#but he finds it difficult to look at him because he’s reminded of his failure#he’s connected to the samuelet#supernatural#sam winchester#spn fanart#dean winchester#spn#sam and dean#Gordon walker#Gordon my insane best friend#ghost Sam Winchester#blood tw#my art#pls don’t tag as ship#if you have ghost Sam fics please drop them
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Stanley wasn't sure if he was supposed to be dead. He wasn't all too sure if he was supposed to be alive, either.
He was... somewhere. He didn't know where exactly, but it didn't matter. Nothing really seemed to matter all that much in this strange place. Compared to the unfathomable expanse of nothingness that surrounded him, everything else practically paled in comparison. Still, Stanley felt as though this all-consuming abyss that kept him prisoner within its dark maw deserved a name; at the very least, a title. Yet, it didn't feel right to call this place anything. Death too egregious, and Life too extroadinary; either terms felt far too extreme to his liking. There was nothing particularly hideous nor amazing about where he was. He was simply somewhere in-between.
For as long as he could remember, Stanley's world was just that. This somewhere; this in-between of not quite Death and not quite Life. This empty, greedy abyss that seemed to swallow him whole, stretched as far as the eye could see in every direction. There was no sky, no ground, no anything; only the daunting dakness engulfing his every senses and leaving him horribly, hopelessly blank.
That wasn't all there was to it, however. This... somewhere, it was more than just a lifeless void.
Stanley wasn't sure if he could find the right words to properly describe it. He didn't think he could ever come to fully understand the feeling himself, but. Somehow, the abyss felt... hungry. Unimaginably, insatiably, and unbearably hungry.
The hunger seemed to eat away at Stanley, tearing off pieces of him chunk by chunk, piece by piece. With every blink, another part of himself seemed to disappear into the ravenous darkness around him. The void never took much at once, only pieces; nigh imperceptible impossibly tiny crumbs of what made him- so little that they should have hardly mattered in the grand scheme of things. But Stanley noticed. He noticed every particle, every atom that was taken away from him by this greedy hunger. The darkness was eating him; digesting him.
It was as though hunger was all that mattered in this somewhere, this stomach; the world itself a single immense digestive system. He could practically feel the void's biting hunger pangs reverberate through his bones. It was so hungry, so hungry.
The dark ate him slowly, ripping him apart from inside out and outside in. It took his flesh first; stealing away the muscles and fat beneath the skin, leaving behind nothing but meager skin stretched over bone. Sometimes, not even his bones were given the luxury of being spared, and he would find himself with an odd dip in his side where the abyss had taken a rib or two; or with half his face lopsidedly sagging into a limp mess with no muscles, fat, nor eye socket to properly hold up the skin of his face onto his skull.
The hunger took without mercy, without order nor preference. It ate anything, everything, as long it helped abate the forever stabbing, starving desperation that painfully twisted and tore at its non-existent stomach. It never really was satisfied.
It got worse when it started eating his memories.
Stanley despised the thought of losing more of himself than simply his physical body to this greedy void. However, what terrified him far more than the notion that this insatiable hunger could breach even his mind, was the fact that he couldn't remember which memories it took.
Stanley couldn't remember much; before the darkness; before the endless hunger. He liked to imagine, though, of what he could have been before. He'd probably had a warm home, warmer than the cold, cold abyss. He'd probably had a loving family. Probably. He couldn't remember.
Everything turned unsure when his own mind started failing on him. Stanley tried to cling to what little he knew. He had his name held tight in his iron clad grip, repeating it to himself like a mantra. He would try and keep track of time, but it was all in vain. Time didn't seem to matter in the face of hunger. Perhaps it had been years since Stanley's arrival; hundred, maybe even thousands. Or, perhaps it had only been a few days, weeks, months. Stan once had a fleeting, terrifying thought that maybe Time too was already victim to the darkness' insatiable hunger.
However, as much as Stan could forget his past, his identity, and life, perhaps the most tragic loss to him greater than anything else was the memory of Him.
He was important to Stanley. He couldn't remember why, but he was. There was nothing of Him left in his memories. No face, no name; not even why He mattered to him in the first place. All he knew was that the loss of Him had struck him with such profound heartache and sorrow that it had left him weeping helplessly for so long, unable to move and rooted in one spot for days, weeks, years. He couldn't remember how long.
Stan was only snapped out of his comatose stupor by His hand.
It was all that was left of Him, other than the knowledge of His past existence. It was warm, a glowing red hand that pulsed almost reassuringly within Stanley's own, its long six digits curled tightly and firmly around his hand, never once faltering in its grip. He couldn't remember a time when he didn't have it. He's had it clutched within his own cold, rough palms like a lifeline since forever; every step he took and every move he made done hand in hand with Him.
Desperately, frantically, he held onto His hand, never once letting it go. Losing the hand meant losing Him for good, and he wasn't sure if he would be able to cope with the consequences of that all alone.
However, ocasionally, even the the comforting presence of His hand was unable to keep his mind anchroed for too long, and Stanley would lose track of his memories. Plagued by odd laspes of utter emptiness, Stanley would suddenly forget. His own name, his face, everything he knew and remembered would slip withut warning between his fingers like sand; streaming down, down, down and getting lost in the gaping mouth of the void below him. He would wander aimlessly with no real destination in mind, simply roaming somwhere, anywhere.
He would come across all sorts of sights during these odd episodes of his. He'd crossed paths with hundreds upon thousands of partically decomposed remnants of once living, breathing organisms; All of them endeniably, for the lack of better words: dead. He'd walked past entire forests; enormous clusters of tall pine trees completely uprooted and floating in a massive mass of rotting leaves and half digested bark. He'd walked past countless animals, big and small, all in various stages of digestion. Animals always seemed to rot away faster than anything else, and Stanley wasn't so sure what that meant for him.
Once, Stan had somehow even found his way before the destroyed remains of a universe.
It was dead. There was no other way to describe the state it was in. He hadn't even known it was possible for entire universes to simply... die. Stolen away from its rightful place in the starry night sky.
The scene was everything he'd thought impossible to take place in this all-consuming abyss. It was extroadinary. A veritable bursting cacophany of light and heat. It was as though the universe's explosion had been paused at just the right moment, frozen in time at the very moment of its heat death. Its particles flickered, undulating softly and shifting ever so slightly like looking through a warped window. If Stanley stood still enough, and listened closely, he thought he could even hear the softest sound of the shattered screams of the broken remains of the universe ringing silently in the air. It was as ethereal as it was haunting.
The thought of the unimaginable power required to be able annihilate entire universes just like that... It scared Stan.
Stanley may not be sure of anything anymore, but as he watched the debris swirl gently in the blinding epicenter of the shattered universe from afar, he knew with a certainty that he didn't think he possessed anymore, that he did not belong here.
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#the next part is like- so much worse#for the love of GOD to not tag this as ship 💀#my art#my writing#my fic#my fanfiction#two shot#gravity falls#gravity falls au#gravity falls fanfiction#HWINEBHABWNAJCAHOWEEATOWEUB AU#tw cannibalism#<- kinda??#tw death#tw eating imagery#tw body horror#tw mild gore#sorry if this isnt super good!! my writing's been slipping a little lately#cosmic horror#oh the horror
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do you too look at your travel companion with silent longing or you're normal
i have this urge to crop my image this particulare way and leave it as it is. but I feel bad so here is a full image
anyway sifdile stay winning and I actually did normal drawing of these two wow
#this one's inspired by fic that was recommended to me#the name is “trying something new”#very literally trying smth new with this actually#of everyone I've drawn so far I'm still unsatisfied with odile but only because i want her to be in her best form too#*sighs* but it's hard#*on my knees* how to draw my other fav ship if I can't draw one of the characters#it's very painful actually#so i overcompensate by making siffrin yearning and bashful for now#in stars and time#isat#isat siffrin#isat odile#sifdile#siffrin with dyed hair here since it's precanon (the fic setting)#and *breathes out* now I actually have sifdile work 🥹#yippeeeeee#in stars and time spoilers#isat spoilers#anyway this fic tho........ crazy good please read it#it's in odile/siffrin tag on ao3 i think you won't miss it#fifty art
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“Ink's mind is a swirl of colors. An endless abstract mural: a collection of all his thoughts, mistakes, and wants.”
(Ink is owned by Comyet. Dream is owned by Jokublog)
#utmv#ink sans#Dream sans#ink x dream#dream x ink#drink ship#dreamtale#dreamtale dream sans#the excerpt is from my fic :)#ithiabtw#art tag#my art#goldenvial
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atarted metroid dread a few days ago and ive had the most violent chell fixation for over a year you know what that means
coming up with chell post canon scenarios is really fun what if GLaDOS's deleted line about the timeskip being 50000 years is true and chell slept through the combine and now shes in metroid . anyways

these 2 are just shitposts idk

#chell x samus#chellaran#?????#chelaran#maybe???#idk what their ship name is if they have one#shoutout to the dude who made a fic of a bunch of characters playing smash in 2022 where chell and samus were dating for no reason#and shoutout to the 2 other people in tjis tag#chell#chell portal#portal#portal 2#samus#samus aran#metroid#rarepair#crossover#do i tag that idk
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This was made because I read a fic "Proximity" by rosesofenvy and now i'm yearning.
#plsss the creator of the fic dm because for some reason the link for tumblr on ao3 doesn't work and i can't tag you :(#malevolent#malevolent podcast#arthur lester#john doe#jarthur#my art#you know its funny cause i dont like fully ship them like i prefer them queerplatonic but everytime i draw them it turns love dovey#this is based of of a painting if that wasnt clear#John looks amazing here but i can never get Arthur quite right when i do these#im very proud of the shirts tho and like the render in general
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