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#The Death of Autumn
derangedrhythms · 2 years
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Oh, Autumn! Autumn!—What is the Spring to me?
Edna St. Vincent Millay, Second April; from 'The Death of Autumn'
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nuwildcat · 1 year
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Cocktails and an Irish WIP Wednesday
Happy WIP Wednesday Team! I know it’s stab Caesar Day, but it will shortly be St. Paddy’s Day and given my Irish roots I decided to dip my toe into writing some fae lore. While torturing myself with this I managed to pull @luckydragon10​ in with me! We’ve both crafted some Gaelic stories for your enjoyment with a nice side bonus of monster fucking, because why not?
Silvered Perceptions is getting an update tomorrow! Because of that you all are getting a cocktail recipe here!
The High Horse
Chill a Martini glass using ice and set aside.
1 1/2 ounces aged rum
1/2 ounce kirsch brandy
1/2 ounce cherry liqueur
1/2 ounce sweet vermouth
2 dashes Angostura bitters
Combine in a mixing glass with ice. Stir mixture until well chilled, 30-45 seconds. Strain into chilled Martini glass and garnish with a brandied cherry.
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As for our Irish Snippet! I have wandered into uncharted territories here. @dr-lemurr​ is all to blame here for tossing an awesome prompt into the KP Kink Meme. So for this fic you’ve got a new flavor from me, Kim/Chay! Here’s a little taste test for you before it gets posted on Friday with Nemi’s beasty.
Without further ado, I give you a sample of The Death of Autumn:
All around him, autumn is slowly dying, the frost creeping in and leeching the life away from plants that will go dormant over the winter. Bugs no longer hum in the air and animals have gone sleepy and quiet. The silence of winter is starting to descend.
The tug in Chay’s gut lights up as he thinks, like a compass pointing him due north. He scrambles up, smearing mud on his sweater and knocking dried leaves from the seat of his pants. He plods off in the direction his instincts are calling. The song that he created with Kim is humming underneath his skin, and Chay has to let it out. 
It doesn’t take long for him to come to a clearing. Chay knows this part of the woods. In the summer this field is full of flowers, now it is a dullish brown. He can see a figure standing across the way, shrouded in shadows despite the fact that the sun has not yet fully set. Chay steps out into the field and tries to get a better look at the figure. In doing so he freezes in place, stunned by what he sees.
It’s been unraveling in his head the whole day, clues and hints that he hadn’t put together at the time. The things Kim was doing that didn’t add up, or couldn’t be explained. All of it pointed to the fact that Kim was not the human he masqueraded as. Chay is now certain that the boy he met a few weeks ago is in fact fae. As he approaches the shadowed figure, he knows it’s Kim.
Chay isn’t afraid. He’s never truly been afraid of Kim, even when he should have been. But this isn’t Kim. This isn’t the awkward man who watched him in the woods. This isn’t the man who has kept Chay company while Porsche is missing. This is something else entirely.
If you need a little more Irish in your life go check out Nemi’s little snippet! Sealed with a Kiss, I both love and hate the pun...
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nicostiel · 8 months
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Time isn't real
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larjb3 · 4 months
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ex0skeletal-undead · 8 months
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Illustration by Katie Daisy
This artist on Instagram
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eerieeccentrix · 8 months
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thestuffedalligator · 2 years
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As we enter Over the Garden Wall season, remember: Friends don't let friends pigeonhole Over the Garden Wall as being about death and the afterlife and Dante's Inferno.
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depressedlover2000 · 1 year
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nipuni · 11 months
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Another outfit showcase! this time for spring-summer 🥰
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sparklemaia · 7 months
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artofmaquenda · 8 months
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Happy Autumn Equinox!
I'm so ready for it 🌰🍂🍄🍁
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Strange times in the dndads fandom, strange times.
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nicostiel · 2 years
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#relatable
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dee-writes-smut · 3 days
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FLOWERS SERIES MAIN MASTERLIST
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Eris Vanserra x Pregnant Reader
When you show up on the doorstep of The Autumn Court pregnant and in tatters, Eris can't seem to help himself and agrees to take you in. Little does he know that your unborn babe might be a little closer in relation than he would like.
Content Warnings Include: pregnancy trope, single mother, violence, abuse, fire, Beron (those who get it, get it), Tampon- sorry I mean Tamlin, death, murder, and more to come!
Daffodils | a, h/c (?) | desperately in need of a new place to call home, you accidentally end up in Eris Vanserra's care. | OUT NOW! 💗
Forget Me Nots | a, h/c, s, f | Eris shows you his favorite place in the gardens, and in the quiet, you reflect on how you got to where you are. | COMING SOON! 5/10/24 @ 5:30 PST
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ex0skeletal-undead · 7 months
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Autumn Requiem by Derek-Castro
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