by GideonsAviators (RoachIsJudgingYou)

“Knees. Now.” Gideon smirked. Harrow’s grip tightened minutely. “Make me.” “If you want me to touch you at all for the next month, I suggest you comply, Griddle.” “Do you really believe you can keep your hands off me for that long?” “Do you really want to find out?” Gideon enjoys the scenery on their dinner date. Harrow punishes her for it.

Words: 8199, Chapters: ½, Language: English

Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Gideon Nav, Harrowhark Nonagesimus, Background Coronabeth Tridentarius

Relationships: Gideon Nav/Harrowhark Nonagesimus

Additional Tags: Griddlehark, Established Relationship, The Waffle House AU, Vaginal Fingering, Oral Sex, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Dirty Talk, BDSM, Submissive Gideon, Dom Harrow, Bondage, Predicament Bondage, Nipple Clamps, Gags, Spit Kink, D/s, Kneeling, Butt Plugs, Spanking, Hair-pulling, Sex Toys, Name Calling, Degradation, Humiliation, Cunnilingus, Begging, Derogatory Language, Face-Fucking, Consensual Kink, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Gideon Nav Has A Praise Kink, Smut, collaring, brat taming, Strap-Ons, Gideon is a switch but you won’t see that here, no beta we die like cavs, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting

since ao3 is down, reblog and put the last sentence you wrote for your WIP in the tags

Artists are coming back to tumblr. Nature is healing.

chapter 3 has been posted, which means it's time for another wine and cheese pairing !! behold, the out-of-context memes for chapter 3 of scattered, peppered and topped:

if my waffle house au is a fine wine then these memes are the cheese you might pair it with (the locked tomb waffle house au fic out of context memes)

made with help from @angelhwks !

read the fic on my ao3

You guys aren't tagging my art with enough unhinged comments, let your deranged out this is Tumblr

"Hey Harrow--Harrow, look, check this out--is that your sword or are you just happy to see me?"

"..."

thanks for the update, luce. we now return to our regularly scheduled shitposting.

pussy

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some v quick warmups of @the-doctored-pepper 's cat! all the pictures of him are so iconic i had to paint him :)

Two Songs of the River by Gregory Orr;

"My wounds close

as soon as they open.

I eat, but

I'm not hungry."

x

or

The River's Secret by Frances A. Fuller;

"And still she mourned, and still the sullen river

Rolled onward, without heeding her complain--

The cold, dark, ruthless, unrelenting river,

Whose bosom held the mystery of her pain."

x

yoooo how did you end up doing the iridescent effect??

So I followed an iridescent skirt texture tutorial (link if you're curious, but it's all in Chinese), which was where I got the gradient map technique, but I ended up changing some steps and goofed around quite a bit because the tutorial wasn't very clear, and also I'm doing the effect on a white material instead of a darker one. So here's what I did: (it's very messy and inelegant; if I figure out a better/more streamlined process I'll update. Program is Photoshop CC)

I first quickly laid in the cape colors (I tried to vary the colors already as much as I could so that hopefully it later gives me some nice variety after I do the later steps)

Then, select the cape and copy it to a separate layer (I used a layer effect with this new layer on the original layer later so this is important!!). And now we can start goofing with the separate layer. On this layer, go to Image - Adjustments - Gradient Map. Click on the long box with the gradient to bring up the Gradient Editor (you can see this is where I got the Rainbow Cape when I was clicking around the presets XD...but the first solid color to solid white one should be good for this.

Now, in the Gradient Editor, open this Gradient Type dropdown menu and select "Noise"

BOOM already it'll start giving you a pretty crazy color (you're toxic I'm slipping under)

Since I'm going for a white material (lighter values), I don't want the darkest values to be so dark, so I slide the darkest value sliders towards the right (I don't think the placement matters too much, just do it randomly until you get a comfortable value you want). I also unchecked this "Restrict Colors". I want to go ham don't stop me

And here's where you can have some fun. I clicked this "Randomize" button a bunch until I got one that looks pretty nice (Photoshop's generally pretty good, this was around fourth try lol). Rave! Party! Even if you never get one you like, you can pick one with a good spread of colors/values and go to Image - Adjustments - Hue/ Saturation to change the color yourself some more.

Now, to get that real shininess, go to Image - Adjustment - Curves and start adding curve points to make it look like the stock market

Finally, I go through the layer styles, pick one that looks best over my original color layer (in this case, "Lighter Color" -- I think most of the times "Lighten" or "Lighter Color" looks best, but you can scroll through the lighten section to pick the one that works best in your case) and voila!

I personally like to have my colors on one layer while I'm still working, so I also merge the two layers afterwards. Obviously after this effect I still paint over it some more to add more shadows and details, but this was basically the gist of what I did! Hope this helps!

wip of a lil somethin somethin i'm working on ;)

dipping my toes into the waters of writing fanfic for the locked tomb! for my first trick , a Waffle House AU

you're something else with that sword

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reblogs fuel me :)

Cobalt Samudra

Age: Young adult, gryphon equivalent of a twenty-something Height: 7' 6" Wingspan: 23' Species: Gryphon Ancestry: Marlen

Until recently, a resident of the South Aetian rainforest. Like most southerners, he grew up as part of an extended clan residing in the canopy layer of the rainforest, and rarely touched the ground, spending most of his early life in the treetops. He was raised by the clan at large, rather than just his parents. Brother to dozens of siblings both older and younger than himself, he's used to sharing pretty much everything, and has never been too concerned with his own privacy, prefering to wear his heart on his sleeve.

Upon moving to the north, Cobalt found his coloration makes him stick out like a sore thumb. To combat this, he was trained to use a fighting style that capitalizes on the distracting nature of his flashy patterning. When covert tactics are required, he's usually paired with Erionn or Obsidian to cloak his colors with magic. If all else fails, there's always a good mudbath to cover up, though Cobalt will be the first to complain about how long it takes to clean himself off afterwards.

Of all of the members of the scouting troop, he is by far the most emotionally well-adjusted. His well-rounded education in the treetops fostered an intense curiosity within him as a young age, and he is also the most well-read of his peers.

He has a tendency to be overly-cautious and would rather leave any big decisions up to the others--he's far more comfortable following directions than giving them. If you need someone to talk to, however, he's your guy. Good at listening and even better at keeping a secret, Cobalt inadvertently became the scouting troop's stand-in therapist shortly after being assigned.

here's another excerpt from my headworld:

“It’s—ouch—fine.” Ferin wasn’t convincing anyone, but he said nothing more on the matter. “What are you feeling, right now?” “Oh, is this a therapy session now? I’m feeling…hmm, let’s see…frustrated that you left me in the dark on this, very tired of this shit, did I mention that I’m hungry—” “Not your emotions, though if you’re so keen to talk on them I’m sure we could arrange something at a later date—thank you for the sarcasm, dear Erionn—your wounds. You great dumbass, what physical sensations are you experiencing??” Ferin huffed. “It’s…odd. Like falling asleep on a limb and waking up to it numb. Pins and needles. But it hurts, too, like alcohol on an open wound.” Erionn grunted as the very feelings he was describing intensified. Ferin hummed and seemed to think for a moment before something clicked. “I think I've got it. The attack on Erionn—as you are all aware—aimed to incapacitate or kill him.” “Thanks for the reminder, O Wise One.” Opharo chimed. “Shut up, please.” “Anything for you, shortstack.” “As I was saying, the lasting damage was to his nerves, moreso than his muscles.” Nods all around. Erionn closed his eyes and suppressed a groan, a sudden tiredness sweeping over him that could have been from the magic or could have been from the knowledge that he was about to be unwillingly subjected to another one of Ferin’s lectures.