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namiisei · 4 days
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Winx Club Reboot/Season 9 [1/2]
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[Courtesy of @/Cataclysm_Power on Twitter]
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namiisei · 9 days
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It's so sad
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Patience is a virtue ~ See you Next Level
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This took me a little over 3 hours because I'm slooow
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namiisei · 10 days
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Trix power 👁️❄️🌪️
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namiisei · 10 days
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Winx Club fanart by WareWare
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namiisei · 10 days
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They are sooo cuteee ^^
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give credits if you repost/use
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namiisei · 10 days
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Now I'm entertaining the idea of a Filipino Hermes kid that speaks to the recently dead and guides them to wherever they needed to be, but the family was super superstitious and thought the kid had a 'third eye' and is terrified.
Now I'm thinking of making a PJO oc that's a Hermes kid embodying the literal 'jack of all trades' side of Hermes. Idk i need to research more, but it's just an idea
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namiisei · 24 days
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Now I'm thinking of making a PJO oc that's a Hermes kid embodying the literal 'jack of all trades' side of Hermes. Idk i need to research more, but it's just an idea
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namiisei · 24 days
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My take in this as a Hermes kid bcs rarely see Hermes kid rep.
Since Hermes is a psychopomp (guide for/of the newly deceased), some poor Hermes kid have to shut their mouth seeing a newly deceased soul wandering. They have to literally and physically avoid contact, or else they'll be subjected to weird looks if they tried talking or helping the soul.
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Since their father is the god of words, they mentally would restraint themselves from saying, 'i wish i have ___' to not summon anything physically. Most often, they would catch themselves before they could finish the sentence, but on some occasions, they're too late, and they just make an elaborate excuse to gaslight people.
one of the hardest parts about being a demigod that isn't talked about enough is learning how to blend in with mortals. yeah, you look the part. but can you act the part? case in point in cotg when percy reveals he has to consciously swim slower when around mortals. but what about annabeth who has to physically retrain herself from engaging in a fist fight bc she knows she can clock them easily and can't afford to get expelled again. or grover who carries iron pills because he can't just chomp on a soda can during gym class. the implications of demigods actively downplaying their god given abilities so they can remain hidden is a concept worth exploring.
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namiisei · 2 months
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This is me Pre-AKM's latest chapter
@avaetin be ready bcs if something happens ill hunt you down
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namiisei · 2 months
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Finals are over. It's been a few days?! What is going on, Ava!!!
My favorite part at the moment of the Nico's Birthday fic is his banter with Alabaster. I'm having fun writing about them in such setting, and it makes me dread the (necessary) damage Chapter 15 of AKM will do.
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namiisei · 2 months
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It is fate. It is inevitable. Ava will not forsaken us
My favorite part at the moment of the Nico's Birthday fic is his banter with Alabaster. I'm having fun writing about them in such setting, and it makes me dread the (necessary) damage Chapter 15 of AKM will do.
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namiisei · 2 months
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Istg ill crawl out of your wall—
My favorite part at the moment of the Nico's Birthday fic is his banter with Alabaster. I'm having fun writing about them in such setting, and it makes me dread the (necessary) damage Chapter 15 of AKM will do.
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namiisei · 3 months
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Any Nion content I'll snuff
I haven't been writing what I'm supposed to write OTL. I just wrote 4 screenshots worth of (Priest! AU) Nion smut in 30 mins for @sunshines-child and I don't know what to feel.
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namiisei · 3 months
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I wouldn't say no to that, Ava. Any Nion content is my addiction. Nicobaster is growing on me too (/▽\)
I haven't been writing what I'm supposed to write OTL. I just wrote 4 screenshots worth of (Priest! AU) Nion smut in 30 mins for @sunshines-child and I don't know what to feel.
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namiisei · 3 months
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Finals are killing me but Nion revived my soul. I MISS YALLS TOO (>∀<)
I haven't been writing what I'm supposed to write OTL. I just wrote 4 screenshots worth of (Priest! AU) Nion smut in 30 mins for @sunshines-child and I don't know what to feel.
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namiisei · 3 months
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I just got back to Tumblr and i think ill stay here until the wedding (if im invited— not that itll stop me from seeing it)
I haven't been writing what I'm supposed to write OTL. I just wrote 4 screenshots worth of (Priest! AU) Nion smut in 30 mins for @sunshines-child and I don't know what to feel.
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namiisei · 4 months
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I mean... YES?!?!??!?! MORE?!?@?! FEED US
a vampire x vampire hunter au with my valorant oc because my brain is rotting over this idea for the longest time
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self insert, original female character
hunter! oc x vampire! chamber
amihan is 32 years old, vincent (chamber) is about a century old
not beta read
a tentative idea, but it could be changed later on. it's 1am, im tired, but i really want to write this down because it has been CONSUMING ME
possible (very briefly mentioned) vampire hunter lore here that will be explored if i do write it down as a series
amihan can be y/n?????
"A pleasant surprise, good to see you made it in time, chèrie." An impish grin greeted her upon her arrival, his gelled, swept-back hair glistened in the moonlight. "I have been waiting for you."
There's the grin she always loathed, the smooth, suavely voice that she always grinded her gears. For the countless encounters they've had, it almost became a routine. For the hunter and solar sorcerer Amihan Mendoza to find one of the most powerful vampires in Quebec in this specific spot is no lucky chance—their connection was of uncanny circumstances. Fighting through patterns, through repetition, they just found themselves within the vicinity of one another; every other night without fail. Amihan stood within the trees, leaves, tree bark and stems underneath her feet. She scoffed, "You know I wouldn't miss the chance to finally killing you, Vincent."
"Vincent? Please, no need for such formalities." His sharp fangs poked out just enough for her to see as he grinned, standing tall atop a red maple tree. Amihan has always found it odd—no, weird to see the vampire in such a... convoluted type of clothing. It is the 21st century, people wore casual clothing and not, well, whatever Victorian era corpse he stole his outfit from. A lot of the vampires that she had hunted and killed lately were dressed within the century in order to blend in with the crowd but for some reason, Vincent the Vampire simply refused to get with the times. She couldn't really say if it was worse or not, but she absolutely disliked the fact that it actually suited him. Like actually looked good on him. For a vampire as old as he was, Amihan could never imagine anything else in his person other than expensive garments and frilly shirts. "Mon chou, it is rude to stare."
"I'll stare whenever I damn want and however long," she spat, folding her arms unamused. "And how do you want this to start, hm? I believe it's about time you make the first move."
"Dear god, mon chasseur," he snorted, "I am your prey! Do you truly expect that I will make the first move? I may be a savage, yes, but I am also a gentleman. Ladies' first."
"A gentleman or a coward?" Her sharp eyes stared up at him with the same old scowl. Was it growing deeper with the distaste she had for him? Maybe, but she was definitely curious to see if she could get him to move first. "I don't see why you shouldn't make the first move—this is a one-time offer, buddy. I reckon don't waste it."
"Is that a taunt? How cute."
"I'm just saying that if you don't move through your entire character then maybe you're not a true gentleman after all." The hunter shrugs rather dismissively. "Ladies' first, sure. But don't you think it's quite rude to have the woman do all the work? I believe for the 5 months I've hunted your elusive ass, I have done most of the initiating. It's about damn time you do so now, don't you think?" Amihan kept her dull, brown eyes on him. She wanted him to get annoyed, slighted. Out of all the vampires he had hunted, he seems to be the most elusive, most intelligent, and the most eerily humane. Upon observation during their past encounters, this vampire seems to be the only one who was thinking rationally. It wouldn't be too bad to try and take that away from him, right? Startle, confuse, overcome—that was the way to go. Would she win against him this time?
The vampire seemed to think about what she had said though, and he seemed to be a little conflicted. She definitely got him there where she wanted him. There was a stir in his mind, he couldn't care less who initiates and who doesn't; he was just trying to survive! Well, there were a lot of similar individuals in a similar situation as he, but they weren't as fortunate as he was (he did think they were imbeciles for being caught and killed like that and like before, that was not his problem). His only concern was to survive, nothing more, but for the past 5 months he did find the hunter's unrelenting resolve as something that was fascinating. As he was quite the annoying vampire to hunt and as well as the most rational, most hunters have died in the belief that he was like his feral brethren—moving solely to quench their thirst for life. Other hunters had escaped, other hunters found him difficult to contain and had given up trying.
But not Amihan.
Every other day without fail? It was only something Amihan could do. The way that she was the only one to have ever figured out his routine and had been continually meeting him here in this exact same spot, it had caught his attention and interest. His curiosity could only grow and eat him in sorry frustration as she would most likely kill him if he ever came close. What would her blood taste like, how would his skin glide to the shape of her nape? Just the mere thought of it made his mouth water but he was immediately dragged away by her voice, taunting, telling him to come closer...
"Come on," Amihan said in boredom, "Move."
For a second, his rationality slipped at the most crucial moment, finding himself right in front of her, nose touching, breaths mingling—the wind howled coldly through the trees and forests of Quebec as the space between them became occupied in a matter of seconds. His eyes were locked in one spot on her body. The nape—his mouth started to water again, his teeth felt itchy, painfully trying and wanting to sink into her flesh, slowly consumed by the thought of it.
Bite. Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink—
The hunter's victorious grin was such an eerie sight that was immediately forgotten by the sudden, overwhelming pain that flared up his body.
"Dimwit," she said, grinning from ear to ear. "I've finally caught you."
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