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nightingalesighs · 2 months
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White as Snow, Red as Blood and A Sin Worth Hurting For?
So, I’ve talked about both of these on my defunct writeblr and I think you even helped me troubleshoot White as Snow? But they’ve both changed a little.
White as Snow, Red as Blood
(CW: intimate partner violence, murder, cannibalism, infidelity)
The tagline for this fic is “This was always going to happen. She He’s been dead since the beginning.”
This is my Bluebeard retelling in which a woman is in an abusive relationship, and she’s gone to her father multiple times for help but he just brushes her off. So one night, she gets fed up with her husband’s abuse. Murders him. Panics a little. And her cook comes in as she’s standing over the body covered in blood. And obviously, they gotta get rid of the body.
Well. Meat is meat, yes?
And so. Our main character eventually goes well. That was. Satisfying. Decides her father gets the same treatment. And so she feeds him her husband (unbeknownst to him), kills her father.
And she has a sister. Whom actually *wanted* to marry. Who loves her husband dearly. But. Well. Her husband cheats and this breaks the sisters heart but he always promises he’ll never do it again. Yknow. And well. It’s not like she can just divorce him anyway.
But our MC decides to murder him too. More meat!
And it sort of ends by setting this scene of all their bones that she has displayed in a room.
I wanted to play off how like. The message of Bluebeard could be how one is meant to obey their husband. Not be curious. And I wanted to flip it to be like. Well. If you treat your wife or daughters terribly…chances are good you’ll get your shit rocked. It’s also partially inspired by the anecdotal things of how before like. Women could divorce their husbands, you get those husbands dying under mysterious circumstances or just “accidents”.
A Sin Worth Hurting For
(Infidelity, student/teacher relationship, age gap)
This is my sapphic tragedy, partially motivated out of spite because of the fuckin purity brigade insisting all queer media has to be unproblematic, Good Rep, and just the sort of general theme of wlw relationships being soft and good uwu. But also because I just want a fuckin queer tragedy.
ANYWAY. It was previously called ‘Lumen’. And basically, a photography student falls in love with her professor and said student also catches the professor’s eye. They start an ill-advised relationship. And despite said professor cheating on her husband, the relationship is pretty good for a while but it does eventually deteriorate.
Aside from the spite, I just wanted to explore how dating your professor would actually go in reality. How…putting too much of your self worth into the art you create is detrimental to your mental health. And also just how fucking AWFUL academia can be. I’ve started and restarted and plotted and replotted this fucker too many god damn times. And I’m still reworking it right now 😂
ANYWAY. Thank you for the ask friend 🖤
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equusgirl-writes · 1 year
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SLAMMING IN FOR MAMA GOTHIC HORROR BC ITS ONE OF MY FAVE MOVIES CHINHANDS
ITS SUCH A GOOD FILM. Okay so this one is very nebulous because it’s very new because I literally just saw this film last month. But the basic premise is. There’s a girl probably teen aged. She and her mom move into a new house. Mother is not a good parent. She loves her kid but she’s not a good parent. And this new house is haunted by a Mama-esque spirit. The spirit protects the girl while also being a little shit and sorta slowly driving the mother insane. And that’s as far as I got basically.
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binalakarchive · 9 months
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if things could only stay as fantasy…
(aka i just really wanted an excuse to see these two in the fionna and cake AT debut dresses, but then I Was Having Feelings about these two)
alongside that have lineart and other doodles bc i swear i didnt start off with wanting to do another Color-Weird piece:
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maiaczy · 3 months
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if I may ask, may you draw Kakyoin? I’m interested what he’d look like in your style :0
Thanks for the request! I missed drawing in the more painterly style, so here's a quick little portrait
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So I’ve updated my Patreon
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phantom-shell · 25 days
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where did my vamp babies go :(
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They're still chilling :]
On a slightly more serious note; I've been very busy and stressed lately and sooo much has happened (irl) in the last few months.
I still adore Adventure Time and I still love this au, but it's not my main focus art-wise. I'll still doodle and post it from time to time, they still exist and I'm not abandoning them- They're just not my main thing :p
Edit: can't believe I need to add this here because jfc- this is NOT a ship post
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mic-check-stims · 3 days
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Chao being the cutest ever and ever collection
X-X-X X-X-X X-X-X
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a2zillustration · 4 months
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May i request either 4 or 18 for your tav?
18: What would your Tav be doing if they weren't kidnapped on the Nautiloid?
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Another question from the original tav prompts list (feel free to ask more, if you'd like!)
[[ All Croissant Adventures (chronological, desktop) ]]
[[ All Croissant Adventures (app) ]]
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thebibliosphere · 2 years
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So I had some asks regarding this post about reporting books on Amazon for typos that I'm opting not to respond to publically to avoid them getting piled on for their frankly shitty attitude but to paraphrase what they said:
"Authors shouldn't be mad at readers; they should be mad at Amazon. If you want someone to yell at, yell at Amazon." Followed by the usual "it's your fault for using Amazon, you're part of the problem," etc., etc. All that fun jazz. And I just want to take a moment to point something out:
Authors are mad at Amazon. And we are frequently arguing with them. The problem is that arguing with Amazon, often the biggest and only source of income for most authors, even when we have other buying options available, gets us nowhere. Often our only resort is to appeal to readers and ask them not to exploit the terrible systems Amazon has built.
Sometimes people are receptive to this and stop doing whatever they are doing because they didn't know it was harming us. We're not mad at people for not knowing! We're angry at the system!
And then you find yourselves dealing with caustic little shits who double down and say things like, "uh if you don't want to get reported, do better and avoid mistakes going to print."
Some people expect and demand perfection from everything they interact with, and if they don't get it, they will happily exploit the shitty system to get back at the creator. And if you're thinking, "but Joy, what kind of pedantic asshole would ever do such a thing?" the answer is, unfortunately, "more than you would think."
So if authors seem frustrated about something, please don't assume we're yelling exclusively at our readers. We are trying to raise awareness, and it can look like yelling because we've just spent 8 hours on hold with Amazon's help desk only to be told "thems the rules."
And if your response to that is to go, "well, that's your fault for using Amazon," I'd like to ask you a question. What's the weather like up there, and is the horse you rode in on tired yet?
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mattastr0phic · 22 days
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Important question as I'm loving your Adventure Time au
Whos Finn and Jake in it?
I've been thinking about this for a little bit, and I'm still not sure who should get to fill Jake's place! I do have a design for a Meri living out on her own adventure, though.
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cloudysfluffs · 8 months
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I love the way you drew Sam and Max in your art style! I hope you do more tk art of them (no pressure though draw what you want)
there is nothing id rather draw for you anon!!!! i LOVE making art of these two <3333333333
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(dont worry, sam's got a sneaky way of escaping)
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(ns//fw and/or fetish blogs please dni🙏🙏)
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nightingalesighs · 2 months
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vampires for mel?
OKAY SO THIS ONE. Born after several conversations with @musical-chick-13, my beloved.
And. This is a WIP in the loosest sense of the word. I wanted to write a short story about vampires for her because we both have Opinions. (Lmao)
And also because well vampires are my favorite trope but i still didn’t have a vampire WIP and this is still my only one which all of y’all should be grateful you didn’t know me in my twilight phase is all I’m saying.
ANYWAY. This is mostly built on ~vibes~ atm because when it became a WIP, my mental health was in the garbage and then I got hit with a migraine that’s still happening.
But it’s heavy on themes of like. Monstrosity and dependence and religion and just. Love. Jury’s out on the exact nature of that relationship but the women WILL be in love. VERY MUCH SO and they will at least be a 🤏littol🤏 unhinged about that love.
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equusgirl-writes · 1 year
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Dalliance, subterfuge, and abomination for the word prompts!
—Joy (@italiangothicwriteblr)
Thank you for the ask!! These are perfect for my newest WIP, Bokeh. I cheated a little.
All this subterfuge was driving her to drink. Heavily. Rae threw back the last of the vodka in her glass. Her third in two hours. At least it was doing its job, loosening the knot of anxiety caused by having her mistress and husband in the same room.
She turned her back to the bar, eyes floating over the many guests until she found her. Helena. What had started as an ill-advised dalliance with a student had somehow turned to more. Happiness. Kindness. Passion. Dare she say ‘love’?
But the l-word felt so ridiculous. She’d known Helena for little more than six months. What was that in comparison to a decades long marriage?
A lot, considering she was still carrying on with Helena, further twisting her already abominable marriage. A weak facsimile of what the institution ought to be. Yes, she had a hand in making it what it was, but Richard was hardly free from guilt.
Her eyes found his in the crowd, where he was watching her like a hawk.
Send me three words and I’ll write a tiny scene!
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edorazzi · 9 months
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1st-14th: Almost Tintin Day (・ิω・ิ)
15th: It's Tintin Day! (≧▽≦)
16th-31st: So long until Tintin Day _| ̄|○
On a more serious note, I love all the art you post. It's so... alive? I don't know art words, but I do like it! I'm always happy when you post (。>﹏<。)
Also, I'm very intrigued to see your take on the showerhead scene. Would that be happening some time in the future? 👉👈
Also I have no clue how tumblr culture works and if this should be an ask or message so sorry if it's wrong 🙇
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This is the sweetest message ever, omg! Thank you @dailyduring!!! 🥺
Of course I take forever to get to these things, but I really appreciate how much people look forward to Tintin Day every month. It's been a constant on my blog for so long (even if the quality varies wildly) and the fact you guys are always interested makes me so happy!
And of COURSE you get the showerhead scene, an absolute classic I kept meaning to get around to. Very strong, very powerful! 🌊
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jei-rifni · 2 months
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Kakyoin: "Barnacles have a penis ten times the length of the rest of their body"
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ceilingfan5 · 9 months
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🔒 blupjeans? :) 
🔒I broke into your car to impress you when you locked your keys in and now I have to construct an elaborate lie to explain myself 
“Huh,” Barry says, after Lup breaks into his fucking car. “Thank you, so much, honestly, I mean, I was going to be fucked, the locksmith quoted me like $300-”
“Yeah, no prob,” Lup says, so forcedly casual that she thinks she hears something important pop in her jaw. 
“But uh,” Barry looks at his car, a very, very sad blue Honda Civic belovedly named Crunch, and then at Lup, who is struggling with the knowledge that she is blushing hard enough to burn herself at the stake here. “That’s a pretty impressive skill you’ve got there?”
The how the fuck do you know that, and for why, specifically, is implied. 
“Thanks,” Lup says, opening her gumball machine mouth and letting a tasty, shiny lie ricochet through the spirals and tubes of her fucking idiot central and right out into the air, where she will now be responsible for it. “I learned it in the circus.”
“The circus?” Barry is wearing his stupid sexy strap on sunglasses, which are tentatively attached to his regular glasses, and thus make his eyes a little harder to see. He is, however, obviously having some kind of reaction to this information. Lup grimaces. 
“Yeeep. The circus. You know, the uh, the giraffes loved to steal keys.” 
“Giraffes?” Barry is incredulous. “That’s amazing. What for?”
“Oh, they’re mischievous fuckers,” Lup is just fully in it now. “Never trust a giraffe, I’m telling you. Elephants either, they’ll throw your keys right down a storm drain just to get your attention.”
“Golly,” Barry says. With his human fucking mouth. Lup wants to kill him and keep his soul in a jar. She promises she’ll poke holes in the lid. “I have to imagine you’d hide your keys after that happened once or twice, though?”
“The problem is, you see,” Lup is ascending, to live with the angels. Shame they’ll evict her as soon as possible, for all the lust and gluttony and wrath and so on. She can have another thing lined up. It’s fine. “Circus outfits never have pockets.”
“Really? Never?”
“Total design flaw,” Lup says, nodding, and also sweating so hard she’s afraid it might be audible. “Pockets would pull them down. And when you’re just wearing a leotard, you don’t want it gettin’ pulled down, obviously.”
“Obviously,” Barry agrees, looking dreadfully impressed at all this. “But then what about the keys, did you just hold them?” Him and his goddamn followup questions. Lup could grind him into a paste and study him under a microscope. 
“Yeah, or put them on a chain around our necks. But mostly we had a key boy.”
“A keyboy?” Barry’s eyes go way up. “One keyboy, to hold all the keys in the circus?”
“It was an illustrious job,” Lup says, with her lying, lying ass. “Everyone wanted to fuck the key boy.” 
“Wow,” Barry says. “Because of his access?”
“Because of the jingles, Barr, keep up!” Lup folds her arms. “Also, he was a pretty good juggler. Not as good as me, though.”
“You can juggle?” Barry grins at her. “I’d love to see that.” 
“I’ve been banned from juggling forever,” Lup says solemnly. “Because of the incident.” 
“The incident?” Jesus, can he just do this all day? Doesn’t he get tired?
“Yeah,” Lup says, and winks, and smacks him congenially on the back. “It’s a curse. Shame, cause I love juggling.” And before Barry can ask her another fucking question, she heads back in to work. 
God. It’s been years since she juggled. She cannot fucking believe she’s backed herself into a corner again about this shit. She should have just admitted to being obsessed with lockpicking youtube. 
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