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theboinkus · 8 months

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Happy 8th Birthday Undertale! There Are Lots Of Tiny Details And Patterns In This Drawing So Have A Zoom Around And Find Em If You So Desire :]

Also As An Apology For This Being 1 Day Late I Did A Cover On My Lyre Which Is Kinda Like A Small Harp So Listen To That If You Want I Added Rain Noises Because You Could Hear My Fan In The Background Lol

Also If Anyone Wants Me To Cover Another Song On The Lyre Lmk I Will Do It

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ldy-lilith · 10 months

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Moonlight's Lyre

This lyre is a blessing of Moonlight, Selune. It has a divine brilliance and its strings vibrate to create melodies worthy of the very plane of the gods. The stars tell anyone who wants to listen that the song hidden in their jewels is capable of raising the heroes fallen in battle.

#artists on tumblr #artistsupport #digital illustration #dnd #dungeons and dragons #small artist #illustrators on tumblr #my art #my artwork #oc artwork #fypシ #foryoupage #aesrhetic #concept art #clip studio paint #d&d bard #bard #wizard of the coast #lyre harp

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13eastman · 1 year

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Lavender is a storyteller who spent his childhood in a circle of wild elves and fairies who followed their cheerful ways. Upon reaching adulthood, he was sent to the material plane to explore the world, and then return and tell his story at night by the campfire.

Commission for Nikita Teploukhov

#Commission #Halfbody Scene #Illustration #Digital Art #Full Render #Clip Studio Paint #CSP #Character #Lavender #Peacock #Bird #Storyteller #Columns #Castle #Flowers #Lyre #Fantasy

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variantia · 2 years

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“ Say, what’s your FAVORITE SONG ? Mine is ... ”

“ Ehe, just kidding ! I love all of them equally !! But here’s one of my original compositions for your LISTENING PLEASURE ! ”

#there will come a poet whose weapon is his word. ( VENTI / BARBATOS. )#(( Venti don't lie I COMPOSED THIS FOR YOU IN ACID MUSIC STUDIO #IT'S NOT EVEN A LYRE IT'S A HARP !!!!!#accompanied by some piano because this talented little bitch can play other instruments' sounds on his lyre #blease ......... love us .................. ))

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doyoulikethissong-poll · 6 months

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Myrkur - Tor i Helheim 2020

Folkesange ("folk songs") is the third studio album by Danish band Myrkur, led by singer Amalie Bruun. It was released on 20 March 2020 under Relapse Records. Folkesange diverts from the style of the band's previous black metal albums into folk music. The album consists of renditions of Scandinavian traditional music performed with period instruments such as mandola, lyre, nyckelharpa and talharpa as well as of original acoustic compositions. "Tor i Helheim" is, as the title suggests, about the Norse gods Thor and Hela. It received a total of 82,4% yes votes!

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#submitted #finished #high votes #high yes #low no #myrkur #20s

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teatoptony · 3 months

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The Same Boat

ask; hi sorry if this is too much detail but a request for reader the same age as Luke and joins the camp at around 16-17 but they had a really nice life before joining camp half blood and really hates the camp because she deeply misses her friends and boyfriends and girlfriends, and it takes place when she’s first joining and she points out to Luke how terrible the system is and they bond over being really angry about the gods. thank u!!!

pairing(s); luke castellan x gn!reader (romantic or platonic, not exactly specified but leaning more towards platonic)

warning(s); daddy issues ig

a/n; i changed the story a lil bit so that the reader didn’t just get to camp, but got there a little bit ago and was given a quest which ended a lil bit before the fic starts, hope u don’t mind. pre-lightning thief. i had ares in mind as reader’s gp but it’s not specified, i did refer to them as a dad and their mortal parent as a mom though

it’s been a while since i’ve read the books and i personally never got the luke hype so sorry if it’s a little ooc, also a bit short. had book luke in mind while writing but could be read for book or series luke ig if you ignore minor physical descriptions

art credits(left to right); velinxi, velinxi, frostbite studios

You had never known who your godly parent was.

You’d always assumed it was one of the minor gods, since the satyr assigned to your school hadn’t sought you out until you were old enough to drive. Either that or you just weren’t ‘gifted’ enough to garner much attention. You didn't know which you preferred.

In a way, it didn’t really matter. No one claimed you anyway, so you spent the first couple weeks of your stay at Camp Half-Blood — a very inconspicuous name, by the way — in cabin eleven, the Hermes Cabin.

It was a rough adjustment. You were resentful of this new world; a world of gods and monsters and magic and so many weird stories that made it hard to keep track of every twist and turn and easy to offend whichever god whose myths or name you got confused. You felt like someone was watching you at all times. Or would it be the opposite, since your godly parent clearly didn’t care enough to claim you as their own?

It didn’t help much when you were assigned a quest, either. Or rather, one of your friends were.

Austin Lake, a child of Apollo, was tasked to retrieve his father’s lyre from a forest — not just any forest, no, the Grove of Demeter. Or at least, a recreation of it, anyway. According to Austin, Demeter had banned his father from ever entering the Grove again when he’d had a little too much ‘fun’ with one of the wood nymphs there, so he needed his son to go fetch his lost toy.

Bit derogatory, you thought. We’ve been reduced to well-trained dogs.

Still, you tagged along.

There were a couple hiccups along the way, which you were told were par for the course by Chiron, who welcomed you back rather dismissively once you returned. Normally, you would’ve been offended. I mean, you get back from a not-so-semi life threatening outing, and all you get is a halfhearted pat on the back? Honestly.

But you couldn’t really find it in yourself to care. Not today.

You sat on the hillside as you watched the sunset. Wind carried the sweet scent of ripe strawberries from the fields along with the smell of dirt and other greenery as the grass beneath you swayed in the breeze. The blades tickled your skin as you basked in the calm silence of everything — something fairly unusual for this place, as far as you could tell from your stay so far.

You, however, did not feel calm. Quite the opposite, in fact. Your feelings toward the world of Greek mythology hadn’t been good in the first place, to say the least; you’d had to practically abandon any and all traces of your life back home in order to get here since you’d been discovered so late. You missed your friends (whom you assumed would be worried sick by now, since cell service was pretty much nonexistent here and you’d only been able to contact a few of them via post), and you missed the taste of actual junk food that came from cans and bags. You even missed school, as boring and hellish as it was. At least it offered a sense of normalcy that you so desperately needed right about now.

“Room for one more?” A voice asked, snapping you out of your thoughts. You turned to see Luke standing beside the pine on top of the hill, a Coca Cola in either hand. There was a small smile on his lips as he said, “I brought drinks.”

You smiled back at him, mostly out of courtesy but also at his offer. It was as if he'd read your mind. “Sure, if you want.”

Luke strolled down to sit beside you, handing you one of the fizzy drinks and popping his own. The can was pleasantly cool to the touch, a stark contrast to the harsh sunlight hitting your skin. “Thanks.” You muttered, taking the soda with a grateful look.

“Don’t mention it,” he replied. “We keep a secret stash of six-packs in the kitchen for special occasions. The harpies are pretty easy to bribe.”

Silence settled between the two of you as you sipped on your drinks. You stared straight ahead as you did before, but now you caught glimpses of Luke’s sandy blond hair out of the corner of your eye.

It was… awkward.

Luke had always been a bit of a mystery for you. Sure, you saw him as a friendly guy, and he had been nice to you ever since your first day here, but you noticed little details the younger or happier campers didn’t.

He never really liked talking about his father, Hermes, despite having been claimed almost as soon as he got to Camp. Okay, maybe that was fair, since he had to deal with loads of hopeful, undetermined campers asking him when they would be claimed, too.

‘Oh, I was claimed the minute I got here. But since your godly parent didn’t claim you yet, I guess they just don’t care about you.’

Yeah, not a great thing to tell a twelve-year-old.

Luke was also pretty closed off in general. He was an easy guy to make friends with, sure. But other than surface-level stuff like what color he likes or which Camp activities were his favorite, only one or two people knew much of anything about his personal life. Which was to say, his life before coming here, since it’d be pretty hard to have a ‘personal life’ when you lived in cabin eleven year-round.

You remembered the night before you took off for the quest. Luke’s face illuminated by flames as he burnt his nightly offerings with the rest of the camp, his expression one you could still clearly picture. A mellow bitterness — something kept suppressed for years, stacking and stacking and never getting cleaned out, building like dust and cobwebs on top of an old dresser. It was a face you assumed you'd wear eventually, too.

And that wasn’t even mentioning all the time he spent in the arena. His swordsmanship was the definition of textbook when he was training other campers, but it was a whole different story if you happened to stumble across him practicing on dummies in his spare time. His swings were quick and precise, as usual. However, there was an almost brutal quality to him as he maimed the dummy, slashing it as if it'd slaughtered his entire family.

Not that it would be that weird if the dummy had actually murdered them, Greek mythology and all.

Anyway.

“So...” Luke started. Then he must've realized he didn't really know what to say. He stared straight ahead and tapped his finger on his knee.

“So...” You repeated. You could tell he had something to say to you, he just didn't know the best way to go about it. After all, who would waste contraband on someone they didn't really know if it wasn't to sweeten them up before asking a favor? “..Did you need something?”

Luke opened his mouth, but hesitated before saying anything. “Actually.. yeah.”

See? No one's that nice.

“I kinda heard what happened,” He continued. You picked at the tab of your can, avoiding eye contact. Of course he knew. Something like that can't exactly stay a secret for long in a place like this. “I overheard Austin talking to Chiron about it?”

Well, fuck him then.

“He mentioned you wanna keep it on the down-low, so, your secret's safe with me.” He quickly added, giving you a reassuring smile.

“Oh, um...” You didn't really know what to say to that. It was bound to get out eventually, so it was the sentiment that mattered, you guessed. “Thanks.”

“Least I could do,” He nodded. “It was supposed to be a secret anyway, right?”

“I guess.”

“...It's bound to get out eventually though.”

You sighed. There was no actual hope with keeping this a secret, after all. The best you could do was a 'everyone knows about it but we don't talk about it' secret.

“I know, don't remind me.” You muttered. “I mean, it'd be hard to hide moving to a different cabin, wouldn't it?”

Luke chuckled. “I can't speak from personal experience, but yeah, probably.”

You groaned, hiding your face in your hands. You felt like pulling your hair out. “How much do you know?”

“Not that much,” he shrugged. You didn't need to look at him to know he was lying, you had a pretty good track record of telling when someone was. “Just that you got claimed, and you're not happy about it.”

“How could I be happy about it?” You burst out, straightening your back as you whipped your head up. Your hands spread out in front of you and your heels dug into the ground beneath them. “I never wanted this life! What, I’m supposed to be grateful that my deadbeat dad finally showed up? That he finally ‘claimed’ me? What is there to be grateful for? That isn’t even the bare fucking minimum of being a parent!”

Luke tensed. You didn’t blame him. The gods were always listening, somehow omnipresent but not enough to be there for their own kids. Fucking ridiculous.

Against your better judgement, your rant continued, spilling out of your mouth like word vomit.

“It's not like I expect him to be there for every step of my life, but would it have killed him to show his face, willingly, just once? My mom works three jobs just to keep a place for the two of us to stay! What, he couldn't send child support every now and then? He's a fucking god! What good is being a god if you aren't there for the people you're supposed to be taking responsibility for?”

“Yeah, I hear that.”

You scoffed. “Sure you do.”

“I'm serious.” Luke defended, putting his can down on the ground. “I've only met my dad once, and even for a god he was kinda shitty.”

You raised an eyebrow at him.

“Okay, fine. He was completely shitty.” Luke admitted. With a bit of hesitation, he elaborated further, fidgeting with a blade of grass.

“Before I came to Camp, I was on the run.” He said, a faraway look in his eyes, almost as if he were talking about a different lifetime. “It was me, Annabeth and Thalia.”

“Thalia as in..?”

“Yeah,” he said, a bitter smile on his lips as he glanced back at the tall pine tree that stood at the top of the hill. “That's her.”

You bit your lip as you stared at the pine. Now that you knew there was a story behind it, your mind played tricks on you. The branches were suddenly outstretched arms, the leaves spiky hair and you could have sworn you could make out the shape of a face in the pattern of the bark.

“This one time, Thalia was hurt, and we needed a place to stay for a bit. Since we were desperate and not really thinking straight, we went to my mom's place.” He sighed. “When we got there... I met him.”

Luke took a deep breath, his eyebrows furrowing as if just thinking about that moment physically hurt. “I'd known what I was for a while. Prayed to my dad a couple times, too, but he never got back to me. When I met him at that house, I asked him for help. I knew we wouldn't be safe at mom's. I asked him for guidance... and he said no.”

You nodded along with his words. The sun was beginning to set now, a light chill in the air. The sky was a golden orange, which bathed everything out of the shadows in a yellow light. Luke's eyes looked almost the same color as the light reflected off of them.

“If he'd just told us where to go then and there, if he told us about this place...” He trailed off. He clenched his jaw before drinking the last of his coke and flattening the can. “Thalia would still be alive. Living. She wouldn't be...”

Silence settled between the two of you again. Luke didn't want to talk about it any longer, and, as curious as you were, you didn't want to pry. But it was less awkward this time around, a mutual understanding connecting you both.

“Kind of a dick move.” You remarked quietly. To your surprise, Luke laughed.

“Kind of?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Nah, total dick move.” You corrected yourself. You gave him a small smile. “Both our dads are jerks. Guess it runs in the family.”

“That's one thing.”

“Yeah? What’s the other?”

Luke shook his head, the corner of his lip tilting up into a half smile. “Maybe I’ll tell you later.”

You rolled your eyes. “Lame.”

The sky was turning purple now, a vibrant shade that leaned mire towards red than blue. Though soon it would be the other way around, and the harpies would come out to scare any campers who were out past curfew. You’d heard rumors that Mr.D allowed them to eat the strays sometimes, but you doubted they were true. Travis and Connor were still alive, after all. Though maybe they’d just never been caught.

Your run in with your father played on repeat in your head, each loop accentuating one horrible thing about it or the other. You fidgeted with the grass, ripping a few blades out of the ground. You bit your lip. Should you tell him about it? It would probably be good to get it off your chest. Plus, Luke actually understood how much this shit sucked.

“…You know what he said to me? When he saw me?” You finally muttered, deciding to trust him, just a bit. “He didn’t even recognize me, but I knew. The second I saw him, it was like something clicked. It took him a while, but when he made the same connection… He said, ‘shoot.’”

You laughed humorlessly. “‘Shoot.’ Like I was some piece of homework he forgot to do, and not his kid he abandoned before I was even born. I wanted to strangle him, I swear, but…”

You trailed off. You didn’t want to admit it, but your father was terrifying.

‘Watch the attitude.’ He had said, his hulking form growing until he was almost level with the trees surrounding him. ‘I don’t take disrespect, especially not from my own kids.’

I’m not your kid, you now thought, biting the inside of your cheek. He had never been a dad to you. As far as you were concerned, you didn’t have a father.

“I wished he were gone.”

…

You felt Luke’s gaze on the side of your head, practically boring holes into your skull. You glanced at him. Maybe you shouldn’t have told—

“You didn’t deserve that.” Luke suddenly said, a fire behind his words you’d never heard before. “None of us do.”

He stopped for a moment, his jaw clenched. Taking a deep breath, he turns his body towards you, facing you completely. There was no mistaking it now; there was gold swirling behind his blue irises.

“I have a proposition you might wanna hear.”

#luke castellan #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan x you #pjo imagine #percy jackson imagine #pjo fanfic #percy jackson fic #percy jackson fanfiction #percy jackson #pjo x reader #pjo #pjoverse #percy jackon and the olympians

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twirld · 1 year

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Model In The Artist's Studio (detail) Adolphe La Lyre

#adolphe la lyre #art #art detail #painting #adolphe lalire

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po-cky-o-o · 2 years

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Lumi harem reacts to aerials silks dancer Lumine✨

Xiaolumi

-Instant panics

-he rushed towards her the moment he saw her drop from the silks

-of course, the drop was perfectly planned and she makes sure to tell him so

-no matter how much he appreciates the dance, he still has to use every ounce of self control he has to stop himself from catching her

-not that lumi is complaining about being wrapped in his arms

-she makes sure to thank him for his concern with a sweet peck in his cheek that efficiently shuts him down

Zhonglumi

-he has seen her jumping off buildings as if it were nothing, so seeing her hanging off the ceiling by silks, wasn’t all that surprising

-hypnotized by her

-there is something about the way she moves so gracefully up in the air that enchants him

-he just can’t take his eyes off of her

-he had once believed his heart to be as unmoving as the stones he controlled

-but it seems even the earth can’t help but be drawn to the stars up in the sky

Dilumi

-lumine is a competent woman who knows exactly what she is doing

-is what he keeps repeating to himself as he watches her get dangerously close to the ground

-his legs are almost trembling with the effort it takes him to stand still

-albeit, he can’t deny the way his heart flutters as he watches her her figure move around gracefully

-he makes sure to tell adelinde later to set up all the equipments necessary for Lumi to practice in the manor

-he is rewarded with many private performances

-he can’t help the smug smile on his face whenever he sees her other suitors seething with envy, knowing he is the only one that gets to keep her to himself

Venlumi

-one of the first things that drew him to her was the way she moved so freely in the air, as if she truly belonged up in the clouds

-it broke his heart to watch the longing in her eyes whenever she stared at stars, like a bird whose wings had been clipped off

-so seeing the peaceful expression on her face as she moved through the silks flooded him with joy

-pulling out his lyre, the bard serenated his muse, praying that someday she would be free to explore the skies again

-he just hoped his dove would let him accompany her

Albelumi

-his hands are itching with the urge to capture the fallen star presented in front of him

-he had always thought himself to be a man of reason, never swayed by the emotions others seemed so affected by, but now he could see how artists could dedicate their entire lives into trying to make the perfect rendition of their muse

-watching Lumine was like watching art take real form right in front of his eyes

-he once told her how their meeting was nothing short of a miracle to him and every day he believed that more and more

Scaralumi

-if you asked anyone what they thought of Lumine, they would most likely say “lovely”, “kind” or even “happy” , but if you asked Scaramouche he would say “lonely”.

-they had been traveling together for a while, enough for her to no longer bother hiding the longing that hits her whenever the sun sets and her brother isn’t there to watch the stars rise with her

-he would never admit it, but the moment he found out that an aerial dancing studio was opening in the city he declared they would be taking a break there

-only because be was tired of traveling of course, not because of the way he saw her eyes sparkle at the news

-something about the way she moved reminded him of who he once was

-so happy and carefree he just couldn’t stop watching her

-and once she finally raised her head to look at him, he knew she would be his undoing

#xiaolumi #xiao #lumine #zhonglumi #zhongli #dilumi #diluc #venlumi #venti #albelumi #albedo #genshin impact #lumi harem #lumiscara #mine #scaralumi #scaramouche

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valy-gc · 5 months

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They often say that NRC and RSA are the most prestigious school. We also know now there is NBC (Noble Bell College). But there is more others school, right? And until now, we only seen all-boy school... but we know women have magic too! So... I had some fun imagining some other school X) Tell me if you like them :)

Twisted Wonderland other schools

Sunset Seraph Academy (SSA) – Sunset Savanah - all-girls Sunset Seraph Academy is a prestigious all-girls magical institution nestled within Sunset Savannah. The emblem of the school is a crescent moon with a sparkling star nestled within.

Obsidian Citadel Academy (OCA) – Rose Kingdom - all-boy Nestled within the heart of the Rose Kingdom, Obsidian Citadel Academy is an all-boys school known for its elegance. The school is situated within a massive citadel, adorned with black marble and intricate rose motifs. The school emblem is a black obsidian rose, symbolizing strength and beauty.

Thornvale Academy (TA) – Valley of Thorns - all-girls Hidden within a treacherous and thorny labyrinth in the Valley of Thorns, is Thornvale Academy, an all-girls school. The school emblem is a blooming rose entwined with thorny vines, representing the beauty and strength found within nature.

Radiant Oasis College (ROC) – Scalding Sands – Mixed Rising like a mirage in the Scalding Sands, Radiant Oasis College is a mixed-gender school. The academy is centered around a lush oasis, with glistening pools and verdant palm trees. The school emblem is a sparkling droplet of water surrounded by vibrant palm leaves, representing the balance between life and the desert's harsh conditions.

Emberglow Academy (EA) – Pyroxene – All-girls Perched on the edge of a dormant volcano in the Land of Pyroxene, Emberglow Academy is an all-girls school. The academy is adorned with glowing ember-like decorations and elegant dance studios. The school emblem is a swirling flame intertwined with delicate ballet slippers, symbolizing the fusion of passion and artistry.

Siren's Song College (SSC) – Coral Sea – All-girls Nestled within a hidden cove, Siren's Song College is an all-girls school for mermaids. The academy is surrounded by shimmering underwater backgrounds and lush gardens filled with magical sea flora. The school emblem is a graceful mermaid holding a lyre, symbolizing the harmony and enchantment found within the students of Siren's Song Academy.

Coralfin Academy (CA) – Coral Sea – Mixed Located in a majestic underwater cave, Coralfin Academy is a mixed school exclusively for merfolk mages in the Coral Sea. The academy is adorned with shimmering coral formations and bioluminescent sea creatures. The school emblem is a swirling vortex of water surrounding a trident.

#disney twisted wonderland #twst #twst wonderland #disney twst #twisted wonderland #Twisted wonderland other school #fanon twst #twst other school #coralfin academy #siren's song college #emberglow academy #radiant oasis College #thornvale academy #sunset seraph academy

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garadinervi · 2 years

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Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Abattoir Blues / The Lyre Of Orpheus, CDStumm233, Mute, 2004 [Covet The Cover]. Designed by the brilliant Tom Hingston Studio. Cover photography by David Hughes. Band photography by Delphine Ciampi

#graphic design #typography #music #music album #cd #cover #back cover #nick cave #nick cave & the bad seeds #tom hingston studio #david hughes #delphine ciampi #mute

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ladybugsimblr · 11 months

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Jayce greeting the day as his dad suggested. He got in a good run with a side of wish making, site seeing, selfie taking and just a likkle ptsd.

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Lyree: Hi Uncle J! I’m so excited for our sleepover. Mommy said we don’t have a studio so we have a lot of space! Kairi: I vote we skip skiing and head straight to the Onsen. Please! Keiko: Bruh! Not making the trail run today. Come see me before you leave for the mountain tho.

#j's been doing his solo travel thing in komorebi #but he's excited for the visit with family #bklegacy #jayce's journey #jayce #globetrotter tings

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kangaracha · 8 months

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RING, THE VICTORY SONG full prompt collection AO3

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Gen Fic/Multichaps

NEVERMORE music videos verse/skzcu; on the eve of being torn apart, eight boys tumble into a world where their music seems to hang in the very air they breathe; 150K AO3

OVERWINTER missing/bonus scenes from nevermore AO3

LYRE LYRE on his last night with the group, IN must make a choice: to stay, or to go; 8k AO3

LEAVE After an accident splits apart the group, Felix is left alone in the world, wishing for better days to return (little does he know, that dreams come to those who truly want them). TUMBLR | AO3

WHAT THE WATER BROUGHT The ocean expands, the days grow longer, the earth loses its patience with every inch it cedes to the shore. For the hundreth time, Minho washes up on the shore of a small island and wonders when this - long months at sea, endless battles to keep their ship, the golden age of whatever the hell they want - will come to its end. AO3

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SMAUs

QUEENMAKER bang chanxreader; as one opportunity to debut disappears, another arrives - joining two year old group Stray Kids as a replacement to their missing ninth member. smau. TUMBLR | AO3

HEAD ABOVE WATER bang chanxreader, yang jeonginxreader; homework, a small business, overbearing parents, a boyfriend that isn't a boyfriend. And then there's whatever is going on with her best friend, who seems to want something...more than a friendship, if he ever gets around to asking her about it- life is complicated, and far too busy for Y/N to be bothered with being stressed, or sick, or whatever it is that's making it hard to eat and sleep and focus on her work. TUMBLR

DAYBREAK lee knowxreader, dystopia au; independant entertainment doesn't make money, everyone knows that - not dancing, not boxing. not without a company's name attached to it and the soul ripped out of it so that it can only sit on the stage bleeding. you knew you never should have agreed to buy the studio with him, that the bills would pile up and the income would run dry and the goverment would come knocking telling you to shut up and sit down...but it makes him so happy, when you see him dance. it gives him a reason to keep coming back. you don't know what you'd do without that.

THE FLOWERS YOU GATHERED IN MAY lee knowxreader; following an escape from near-death and an accident that leaves you unable to do most of the things you once loved, an old friend invites you to join a dance studio for loners and strays - people just like you.

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AS IT ENDS bang chanxreader; 'chan + 'a god bows before a mortal'; fantasy au

THE HYMN OF BABYLON lee knowxreader; 'minho + 'meddlesome angels, and the people they save'; dystopia au, fantasy au. religious dystopia.

CATSKIN lee felixxreader; 'felix + twisted fairytale'; royalty/fantasy au, based on the fairytale 'catskin'

lee know x sorry, i love you lee know x losing 3racha changbin x charmer changbin x eclipse han x forgotten felix x focus

#stray kids #stray kids smau #skz smau #skz fic #masterlist #roo writes

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vxlentxno · 3 months

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“Mi amor ~”

“The studio is closed… but i can definitely make an exception for someone like you, i’m sure.~ Conversation..? Hmmm… I don’t see why not. But, surely, you’ll give me something in return for my indulgence…won’t you ~?”

the love/hate relationship i have with this dude is wild LOOOOOK at that OUTFIT UGH

also kinda inspired by the amazing @pimpin-not-simpin-val go show them some love 🫶🏽 no seriously the lore is bone worthy not even kidding

RULES !

no explicitly sexual actions towards valentino, mod is a minor ! suggestive stuff is a-okay <3 don’t get weird i’ve seen you anons

again, don’t be a dick, we’re having fun

mod has about 5 years of role playing experience and a flexible style :D mod has also not roleplayed in a while, but they are a writer so maybe that’ll help <//3

mod also gets burnt out easily. be patient ^^

owner of: @angiebabes , @voxtainment, @tart-a-glia <3

follow/likes from: @camvrin

interaction blog: @anonbinaryweirdo

hellaverse oc blog: @zxphyrxne

currently role playing with; @lyre-littlebird, @buckxasher , @kai-rager , @das-jaim3, and open to more <3

blogs canon to this one; @voxtech, @buckxasher and no one else... currently..

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