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rendevok · 10 months

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“Take my hand” a comic for NaruMitsu Week 2023

day 1 - lies & secrets - 2 - 3 - 4

#nmweek23 #narumitsu #wrightworth #phoenix wright #miles edgeworth #probably more accurate to say this is mnm? or nmn or whatever lol #so treat the ship name lightly and dont get mad when miles [redacted redacted redacted redacted] yknow?#i wouldnt spoil it wheres the fun in that ¬‿¬#fan art #fan comic #aa #rendevok #this is like. vaguely aa5 and on because i couldnt be assed to play those games yet #love their waistcoats tho YUM #also future warning i still suck at writing so if this is ooc! i’m sorry idk what im doing but i sure am doing it bb #i’ll update this post with links to the others as i post them! you’re in for about 30 pages so ♡ ♡ ♡ hope you have an appetite for sweets #(i say as if i didnt just post angst) IT WAS THE PROMPTS. THE PROMPTS MADE ME DO IT

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shellxrls · 2 months

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hannah … u said u would probably physically fight w jj if u were in obx which same but now i’m thinking …. thinkin abt “play fighting” w bsf!jj …. and there’s loads of charged energy there …. lot of ass to crotch and giggling and teasing from jj mhm yup

HELLO ??!;);6 okay i confess i was thinking about play-fighting with bsf!jj turned to him pounding me while im headlocked in between those hot ass fucking arms of his 😓😓. and you’re idea is like.. spot on celeste omg.

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being pushed around the thin mattress by his body weight, evidently stronger than you due to acquired muscle from years working in physical labour. his hips brush against the back of your ass, the seam of your crotch — gentle touches that seem to dissipate in fervor but grow in length as the pretence of ‘play-fighting’ soon begins to fall to deaf ears and heaving chests.

the stiffness in his shorts was difficult to let go by unnoticed, and as much as you attempted you couldn’t restrain the muffled noises of grated pleasure that would leave your pursed lips every time his body weight banged into yours, a heavy muscle catching your side or a stray hand wrapping around you.

“jayj,” you huff out, laboured pants puffing onto his face as you attempted to call a truce, “can we just— just pause for a minute, take a lil’ break?”

he thinks this means he’s won, the adrenaline getting him into a ditzy as he gets up all in your face, spittle visible as he starts intimidating you with a superficially pridefully interrogation, “oh you wanna take a break huh? j’s so strong you had to tap out little girl? that ‘t? no deal. i won this round fair and square sweetheart.”

and you’re laying beneath him in such utter shock, pouty bottom lip quivering due to a combination of adrenaline and fear induced arousal that for a minute he’s scared you might start crying.

that is until you align your face right with his, knocking knees and letting out a whispered, “please?”

and he knows, knows by the way your chest is rising in paced slopes, and by the way he can see your nipples hardening under the sheer fabric of your top. hell, he’s been your best friend for years, he’s known since you broke up with your most recent ex and came running into his arms for support. but he still asks “please what?”

and then you were done, blubbering out a string of indecipherable sex-fuelled pleads about how turned on you were, how you needed him.

and before jj could continue letting his best friend fall under so much duress, he bends you over the arm of the couch and strips you of your clothing, stuffing himself into your cunt so unexpectedly that you let out a wail, walls contracting around him at the initial sting of the intrusion.

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lovelesslittleloser · 11 months

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Tbh this has been on my mind for MONTHS

Human codes… but they’re not actually codes??

A small group of humans is discovered by some curious aliens. Both sides can assume that the other is sentient. The aliens are trying to translate the humans’ language to their own, and the humans are trying to learn the aliens’ language. But since humans are tricky, they’ve decided that they don’t want the aliens to know their language, so they can have secret conversations.

So they go a little crazy. With written words, they randomly use lowercase and capital letters, even using numbers and symbols, and use a lot of slang, occasionally using words incorrectly on purpose. They’ll jumble the words a bit so that only human brains can guess their meaning (that thing where if you use all the letters and put the proper letters at the beginning and end it’ll be comprehensible), and even use additional or unofficial languages (commonly known words like ‘hola’, ‘si’, ‘oui’, etc, and piglatin, in which you typically take the first letter or syllable of a word, place it at the end, and add ‘ay’ to the end).

As for spoken words, they will do a bit of the above, mashing languages and slang, perhaps mispronouncing a few things, and quoting memes, vines, movies, and even singing parts of songs to throw off the aliens. Perhaps they will say something with a somber meaning in a joyful way to throw off the meaning, or even just naturally (‘I wanna die!’ ‘Mood’), or vice versa.

Additionally, there would have to be a TON of body language. Maybe even sign language, should they know any. Gestures and expressions, eyebrow wiggles and poorly-hidden grins. Ah, the beauties of communication.

#I’m sure there’s more #please add more #aliens #humans #humans are space orcs #haso #humans are space fae #humans are space raccoons #humans are space orcs prompts #humans are weird #humans are insane #humans are terrifying #language #communication #lingustics #? I hope this counts as linguistics??#I’ve had this in my head for an unwritten fic I’ve abandoned before its birth #just humans being clever little pricks #aliens: hello humans! we wish to communicate! please speak as you naturally would!#human: ouldshay eway unray?#other human: *offended look* Bethany. I made BISCUITS *subtle gesturing to alien food*#another human: if I stay there will be trouble~ and if I go there will be double~ so I gotta gotta know~ should I stay or should I go #alien: are we sure these are all the same species? because I’m fairly sure they’re all speaking different languages

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volitioncheck · 8 months

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does near every single post-canon DE fic out there need to be tagged ‘Sober Harry Du Bois’? i’m getting so tired of it.

do i expect every single piece of fan content to have to fully delve into the often-depressing always-complex topic of addiction? not really. sometimes you just want to write/read a silly fluffy romance one-shot, whatever. i get it. but i think my issue is specifically with the fact that for nearly every sillyfluffy au out there, there almost must be a ‘sober harry du bois’ tag. and it does feel very slapped-on more often than not.

i think to me it is an unconscious statement that nothing *good* can ever happen to harry du bois until he is completely and permanently sober. before solving the next big case, he has to be sober. before quitting the force, he has to be sober. before falling in love with kim, he has to be sober. before accomplishing anything, starting any sort of recovery, making any life improvement, he must first be sober.

sobriety as a goal, as a journey, and honestly as a concept in of itself is not as cut and dry as so many people think it is. and i think it would serve a lot of people well if they did some introspection on the implications of how nearly every single post-canon fic that isn’t dealing directly with harry’s addiction have him as completely sober instead.

if the plot of the fic isn’t going to touch directly on harry’s substance use (and again, i’m not demanding that every single fic should), why does that mean that sober!harry must be the default?

i think i am just tired of reading a casefic, a smutty one-shot, a fantasy au, whatever, where it almost seems that before getting on with the plot, the author feels obligated to first assure us that the harry we’re reading about is a Sober Harry. it’s established with a couple lines in the exposition, probably about his improved appearance, a tag up top, and then never brought up again; a checkmarked box. like the societal image of An Addict has completely prevented people from being able to imagine a person just, continuing to live life, while still struggling with addiction.

life happens, with all of its backslides and achievements, mundanity and changes, to people with drug addictions just as much as people who don’t. is a post-canon harry who isn’t sober not worth writing about?

i think so. i think the game we all played thinks so too. in fact i think that sentiment is woven into the game’s very core. i just wish i saw that reflected in our fan content more.

#i really hope my point is understandable in that it isn’t that i think that stories where harry *does* become sober aren’t also valuable.#or that i want every post-canon harry to *not* be sober.#but rather questioning why there seems to be a subconcious necessity for harry to be sober to have kind things happen to him.#disco elysium #harry du bois #also obligatory because i am putting this in the main tag:#this isn’t a callout or vague on any one person/creator/group of people in particular #it’s more of a prompt to discussion on a very broad trend #one informed by insidious biases that live in all of us because we live in a society etc #that none of us are immune to but all of us have a responsibility to acknowledge #if there is goal to this post it’s to provoke introspection. not individual attacks #anyways i love quietly consuming fan content until something annoys me enough to make my own post about it #i do wish i Participated in fan communities more tbh especially this one i’m just shy lol #most of the time.#me talking

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butterfliesornauseous · 4 months

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500 special part one: hiding an upset stomach in a early relationship

Lately I’ve been thinking of a couple that’s still pretty new in their relationship and one of them is still nervous about doing anything embarrassing in front of their partner soo

Warning for small mention of eating and embarrassment

- Imagining that they were on a date at a restaurant and even before they left, B’s stomach was already starting to hurt. It’s only a mild upset, so it’s pretty easy to hide. But B is nervous. Stuck worrying during the drive home if their tummy will calm down or if it will develop into a more intense embarrassing pain.

- A has already suggested they should cuddle up on the couch and watch a movie, B’s stomach at this point is starting to feel like it’s growling without making noise, so know they have to think about which position will help keep their tummy from gurgling during the movie.

- Nervous smiles when ever their tummy gives them a little too much trouble so they put their hand on their stomach for just a second to calm it and A notices it and raises an eyebrow, but A quickly says they are fine.

- B’s belly has been making low those burbles all night, they aren’t really loud enough to be heard yet B still feels the need to shift or make a small noise to cover the sounds. Every little shift makes them glance over to A, worried that their movement is always a giveaway.

- Finally, one of the noises is loud enough to be heard, which leads A to tease/say with shock “you’re still hungry?

- That makes B flush. They mutter something about just being the type to digest loudly. B has always found acknowledging they have a stomach embarrassing, so this makes a nervous flutter join the ache already building inside.

- A smiles, satisfied with the answer but still says “tell me if anything is wrong, okay?” It warms B’s heart that their partner cares, but they aren’t ready to admit to their stomach troubles yet.

- B just nods and turns back to the TV screen they haven’t actually been paying attention to. Their stomach had already started to feel tight against their clothing a little while ago, but now they really can feel the pressure building from under their ribs to their throat. B can’t help but sit in regret over what they picked for dinner. Maybe they shouldn’t have had so much soda, their tummy would be quieter and the urge to burp wouldn’t be tightening in their chest.

- “Are you even watching?” A asks when a funny scene plays and B didn’t laugh. There’s no suspicion in A’s voice so B thinks they are off the hook and make sure to laugh at the next scene, but it’s a pained awkward sound from the movement triggering their poor belly more.

- A moves closer to B. They rest their hand on B’s side and one of their finger’s strokes up and down. B tenses a little. They are definitely overthinking now if A has figured out the truth, but then they realise being tense is also a giveaway. B un tenses. At least they can still enjoy that subtle amount of comfort.

- Their belly needs some kind of relief, it’s feeling angrier at the fact B is denying it, and soon B can’t help but let out a small burp. B is so embarrassed and caught guard at the betrayal of their stomach that a hand instinctively covers their mouth before they feel another burp coming up.

- B feels A’s hand move closer to their actual stomach, they give it a small rub then say “Your tummy is upset isn’t it?” B pauses, even if they are caught it’s too embarrassing to even give a head nod.

- And then B is pulled into A’s lap, “Tell me where it hurts… please?

#500 followes special/#upset stomach #upset tummy #stomach ache #upsets stomach prompts #finally the first part of the special I wanted to do is here yay :)#can you tell I originally wanted to do a different format but I’m doing the same format tomorrow so I had to change it?#I wanted to do more but ran out of creativity so maybe I’ll do this again in a longer form but for now I hope this is okay /)#(1/5.)

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ch3rie-pop · 4 months

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Oh boy, I’m unbothered by my family right now so I can DO ANYTHING!!!

So let’s make ART gang!

(a little p.s. if you plan on joining, please keep it SFW and lighthearted as a majority of my friends and mutuals are minors. Otherwise, be silly! Go crazy! LET’S MAKE A PIECE THAT RIVALS THE SCHOOL OF ATHENS!/j)

@allister-1903929 @satanic-witchcraft @stinging-metal @sincerecinnamon @imactuallysoup @paper-starz @boosterstudio @motherarts @lildeadmexican @chillerexidy @celestial-bell-drop @kodared @artblockedgremlin @eddiebanana @purpleart00 @lyric-abaddon @ab-art-07 @vixezn @nyxus-nyx @bloody--paws @plastirk @mindfulweather @alcoholicbreadohere @rockstar-ruby @willowwillflower @pordmug @taikokosblog @mockhound @nebulaarts

I’ve added my mutuals and followers to this list because yes -w-

However! If you just so happen to stumble upon this and would like to join that’s perfectly fine too! Simply adhere to the rules and you are good to go ^^

#Cherie’s events #<-because I plan on hosting more in the future #There’s no theme!#Magma #it probably would have been more chic if I sent this to y’all through mail huh? (Ask inbox)#Maybe that’s an idea for another day!#BUT LET’S GET CREATING Y’ALL!#Ignore the title I had no idea what to name this #I’m gonna be dropping in prompts if some of y’all need help getting started!#Free for draw #Free for all but free for draw #Does that make sense?#probably doesn’t but I just wanted to add that #Lol #OKAY HI BYE HOPE TO SEE YOU THERE!!!

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bird-detriment · 2 months

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Endearing Quotes

I drunkenly kissed his neck and said “I could beat the shit out of you.”

He said “I Know.”

“When I close my eyes I think of you—so when I die I can think of you for eternity.”

“Careful. If you get anymore perfect I’m going to start believing that you were made just for me.”

“The bulk of my stress is me worrying if you’re okay.”

“I didn’t crave love till I met you.”

“When you’re around, my world comes to a standstill.”

“If we weren’t like water and oil, I’d love you forever.”

“I was never one to want to look good for others—but once I met you, I started to stand up a little straighter.”

#i hope I’m doing this tumblr thing right #dialogue writing prompts #creative writing #new writers on tumblr #writeblr #writers on tumblr #writing #writerscommunity #writing prompt #dialogue prompt #quotes #why my writing pf getting more followers than art pf and I’m a casual writer who hasn’t posted like anything #endearing quotes #love quotes

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gummybearstastelikesadness · 1 year

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DPxDC prompt

Circus Gothica travels, it goes from place to place. Before going to Amity Park, one of those places was Gotham. Freakshow is certain his staff can control ghosts and there's been rumors going around that the Red Hood died at some point.

Ghosts and the undead are similar enough, right?

#danny phantom #dp #dp x dc #dc x dp #dp prompt #jason todd #batman #red hood #angst prompt #I would say I’m sorry but that’s really not the case #I like to think it only half works. that way there’s both more angst and the hope for escaping Freakshow #this really won’t help Jason’s issue with clowns… if he had a nickel #this could be only the bat fam or results in them doing in-depth research into ghosts and finding out about the anti ecto acts depending #on when they were implemented. Also the bats finding out about phantom and maybe contacting him for help to keep undead mind control from #happening to Jason again.

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magicdonuts-supreme · 2 years

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Your F/O would take a “No” from you and promptly back off the second that word falls from your lips.

Your F/O would make sure to check with you and ask for your consent before even trying to speak on your behalf.

Your F/O would listen, not speak over you or trample over your words to get to their own point.

Your F/O would never try to weasel out a different response from you or wear you down until you buckle at their every whim.

After all, you are the one they adore.

They don’t want to mold you into the neighbour down the street, the flawless person you wish you could be, nor the character you think they should pick over you. Nothing — no amount of “merciful” lies, acts, or people-pleasing — will ever be as magnificent in their eyes as you simply existing. Even if you can’t see it, their love-stricken words and/or yearning gaze are only for you.

And when your “home” finally grows tired of slipping hatred under your door? Your F/O will rest beside you. Perhaps the others in your life have done the exact opposite of the four statements I made at the start, but your beloved wants you to know that they would silence the whole world just to make your voice heard.

Imagine your F/O gently yet sternly telling you that “Whatever you want” can’t always be your answer. While it might’ve been pleasing for others to hear, they’ll try their hardest to coax solid “Yes” or “No” answers from you, to get to know you as you are and never as what the others wanted you to be. You might not completely know yourself, but your F/O would never hesitate to look for your true colors beside you.

They want to familiarise themself with every thought and feeling that you are willing to share with them. Your F/O is simply honored that you want to sail the seven seas of your self-discovery with them. And when the fates inevitably send a storm your way? They’ll always be your anchor, your place to rest.

… Maybe the true home you were searching for is much closer than you previously thought.

#writing induced by sheer lack of self-preservation? more likely than you’d think jcjakncksknfkslm #I’m kinda surprised that people actually feel validated and comforted by these #but it was always the goal. so… thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy whatever else my brain can conjure in the future #imagine your comfort character #f/o x s/i #romantic f/o #familial f/o #queerplatonic f/o #platonic f/o #f/o imagines #imagine your f/o #f/o prompts #self shipping #just something about a caretaker trying to get you to unlearn behaviors that toxic people taught you 🥺🥹#people-pleaser selfshippers. got anything to say for yourselves?#tw past abuse #tw trauma #my writing

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ohno-the-sun · 1 year

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Secret Santa for @magicclownjuice ! Hope you like it!

This is sorta the first part of the gift. I’ll post the second part a little later

#fnaf daycare attendant #sundrop #moondrop #DCABeeTeamSS22 #fnaf sb #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #the other gift has like super different vibes so I figured it would be better to put it into another post #I hope I did good on the sona #I’m trying to get better at more body types so I was really excited by the prompt #my art

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swanmaids · 3 months

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Thank you all for over 700 followers 🧎🏼‍♀️🧘🏼‍♀️🤸🏼‍♀️🩷‼️

#sorry for being kind of quiet on here lately #work’s been crazy #hashtag employed hashtag grindset #but I’m hoping to post some more soon n hopefully take some prompts to celebrate #love to you all #my post

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lostlimerence · 1 year

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It’s happening again.

Eddie Munson is in love.

And Billy doesn’t think he has the strength to weather it this time.

Because it goes like this, Eddie will wallow and wail and wax poetry about a love not returned. He’ll twist himself up inside, gnaw at chipped polish, pace Billy’s tiny trailer, throw his hands in wild uncoordinated movements, voice catching, eyes sparkling as he describes a stranger.

And Billy will sit, Billy will nod, Billy will smile, Billy will comfort and then Billy will break.

Again.

And the thing is this, the thing is Billy likes this stage, god help him, because at least here Eddie is still his, still his wild-eyed romantic, his flailing fantastical artist, his world-weaving word master.

It’s the next stage that hurts the worst. Eddie will muster up the courage and speak to them and they’ll be captivated and Billy will watch, he’ll watch them fall with blurred vision and a clogged throat.

He can’t do it again.

But he has to, because Billy can’t leave him, can’t leave this crazy metalhead who makes his world seem so so much more just for being in it.

So he’ll take it, he’ll take it and take it and take it until he can’t anymore.

So Eddie Munson is in love again.

And Billy knows it. He knows it because Eddie’s been rasping out a beautiful song about sunshine and saltwater recently and Billy can’t bring himself to ask. He’ll know the answer soon enough.

So instead he lies back, presses his foot against Eddie’s thigh as the man plucks at his guitar working over another lyric about ocean-eyes, his rich tone stroking up through Billy’s body as he lets himself sink into it, eyes drifting closed.

He’ll never be Eddie’s muse, but god at least he’s got this.

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The thing about Eddie is this, he falls in and out of love with a little bit of somebody everyday. He loves life, loves love, loves laugh lines, loves scars, loves the sparkle of an eye, loves the passion of a voice, loves people.

But there’s one boy, one sunshine salt-soaked boy whose eyes hold entire oceans that he’s been in love with since the dawn of time.

A boy who holds storms inside, who sometimes rails and rages against the world so hard that he almost dashes himself on the rocks of it.

A boy who can be so sweet in the sunset, whose cheeks dimple and flush when Eddie says something stupid just so he can see the spectacle of it.

That boy lies on his bed as he sings of sunshine and saltwater.

And he hopes Billy doesn’t notice the hitch in his voice as that foot presses against his thigh. Hopes he doesn’t notice the quiver in his voice as he sings of a love he knows won’t ever be returned.

He stares down at golden sunlight-dappled skin, red lips and shuttered eyes. He takes a breath, plucks another string.

Billy will never be his, but god at least he’s got this.

Thank you to @giurochedadomani for the prompt - Billy thinks Eddie is writing a love song about someone else - this leant itself to super angst which is my favourite brand so apologies if it’s a bit to piney 😅

#billy hargrove #fic #eddie munson #writing #mungrove #angst #strangerthings #stranger things #love #harringrove or mungrove next - I’m starting these prompts #would also like to do some more harringroveson at some point #I need to make myself write again #hope people like this #as always I went on an angst train

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dirt-and-scrivles · 7 months

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Day one!

#October prompts #my art #teeth #inktober #hoping I last more than a day o7 #this is from a goretober list I got off tiktok so idk what I’m following #I’ll probably just jump around between prompt lists #crisisgoretober2023

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fruityfroggy · 2 months

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So…..just me testing the waters for posting about my r1999 OCs…..here’s their incantation card descriptions! (As a teaser maybe?)

This post and the format of it were inspired by @authorchia, so ty<3

(6* Star) Lady Clef:

“The night is young, so stay a while, darling. I’ll show you a night to remember.”

Kiss of Smoke (Attack): - "Catch it, before it's gone."

Deals 150% Mental DMG to 2 targets. Gains 1 stack of [The Coveted]. If a target was defeated by the caster in the previous round, this attack steals 1 Moxie from the target.

Melodic Entrance (Attack): - "Each melody envelops tightly."

1-target attack. Deals 200% Mental DMG and gives self a stack of [The Coveted]. If an enemy's HP is below 50%, additionally deals 40% Genesis DMG.

Glorious Closer (Ultimate): - "Let this sparkling bliss end your night, mon cheri."

Mass attack. Deals 700% Mental DMG. Purifies all [Stats Down], [Negative Status], and [Control] statuses from all allies, while dispelling all [Stats Up] and [Positive Status] statuses from all enemies.

[The Coveted]: If [The Coveted] is at 6 stacks, consumes all stacks and casts [Plaything] as an extra-action.

[Plaything]: Drains all Moxie from the enemy with highest amount of Moxie. If 2 enemies have the highest amount of Moxie, the effect goes to the one with highest HP, while inflicting [Bleed] on the other.

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(6* Plant) Verdigris:

- “Hm? Oh, sorry. I didn’t notice you coming in. I lost track of time again…”

Sway With the Brambles (Attack): - "They're just excited to see you."

1*: 1-target attack. Deals 180% Reality DMG.

2*: 1-target debuff. Deals 200% Reality DMG. Inflicts [Seal] and [Failed Prototype] on the target for 2 rounds.

Upkeep (Health): - "Just some maintenance should do the trick."

Mass healing. Restores HP equal to 80% of the caster's attack to all allies. This healing effect gains an additional 40% Critical Rate; An additional 30% Critical Rate is given to a random DPS ally.

Staticize (Ultimate): - "The inanimate can be beautiful too. So don’t be afraid to be one of them. Frozen, unmoving, and motionless."

Mass attack. Deals 400% Reality DMG. If [Plant Fiber] is at 6 or more stacks, consumes 6 stacks and casts either [Sucessful Prototype] or [Fibrous Friend] (depending on circumstances).

[Plant Fiber]: Gain [Plant Fiber] when any team member actively uses a character incantation or when an ally takes an extra action.

[Failed Prototype]: The target’s Critical Resist -25 and is unable to score critical hits.

[Successful Prototype]: Critical Resist +25 and +40% Critical Rate for all allies. [Successful Prototype] is cast when more [Plant Fiber] are obtained from character incantations than extra actions.

[Fibrous Friend]: All DMG from enemy attacks deflect and redirect back onto the enemy team for one round. [Fibrous Friend] is cast when more [Plant Fiber] are obtained from extra actions than incantations.

If you have any questions about them, pls ask! I’ll be happy to post more about their lore if there’s anyone who's interested in learning more:) Okay byeee

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iglooracing · 7 months

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sebchal + dinner party?? Or if you want to ignore the prompt and write something different please feel free!!

it has taken me literal MONTHS to get to the requests in my inbox i’m sorry so i just totally lost motivation to write but i am back to try and tackle more of these. thank you for this, i love this idea of the dinner party, but took a more dinner party prep angle!

here’s something short and sweet, very fluffy, sebchal. seb loves to cook for charles and his friends but hates cleaning up after and needs some “encouragement”…

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charles sighs as he sees the mountain of dirty dishes in the sink and on the counter.

“seb!” charles shouts as he walks over to the mess. “seb, company will be here in just over an hour!”

by the time seb shuffles into the kitchen - still not dressed for dinner, which just adds to charles’ annoyance - charles has already started running the water to fill the sink.

“just leave it charles, no one will come in here anyway,” seb tries to reason as he comes up behind charles. “i’ll do it later.”

charles snorts a laugh as he starts to dunk the dishes into the hot and soapy water.

“you mean i will have to do it later,” he replies.

seb replies with a dramatic gasp. “what do you mean?”

“you hate doing dishes.”

“i don’t hate it…” seb starts and charles lets out another laugh. seb can’t help but laugh with him. “i just… prefer to not do them… sometimes…”

“all the time,” charles corrects, turning around to shoot seb a smirk.

“come on, we still need to get dressed,” seb tries as he places his hands on charles’ waist, gently trying to tug him away.

but charles doesn’t budge (no matter how much he wants to). he’s already turned off the faucet and has started washing a sauce pan, up to his elbows in fragrant bubbles.

the soap smells like citrus. or maybe that’s just seb’s cologne that he smells as seb inches closer to him, wrapping his arms around charles’ waist and pressing a kiss to the nape of charles’ neck. it’s alluring.

because seb is the king of distracting charles. if there was a record for quickest time convincing charles to do something, seb would hold that record too.

“we can relax a bit before anyone comes over…” seb tries again, voice soft and gentle next to charles’ ear.

seb’s emphasis on the word relax piques charles’ interest, but he pulls his attention away.

“we might already be dressed and relaxed if you would have started the dishes after you finished cooking half an hour ago,” charles chides, but he tilts his head to the side to allow seb to kiss him below his ear.

seb whines and drops his head onto charles’ shoulder, burying his face in charles’ hoodie.

seb feels warm at his back. if seb stayed holding him like this, charles would gladly finish the dishes… even if seb didn’t help clean up.

after a moment’s silence where charles is actually able to wash a few cooking utensils and bowls, he feels more than he hears seb mumble something into charles’ hoodie.

“what was that, mon couer?” he teases with a soft laugh.

seb picks his head up and rests his chin on charles’ shoulder. “i said okay fine i’ll dry.”

“good idea,” charles praises and he can feel seb smile against his neck before he presses a kiss there.

“and if we finish in the next 10 minutes then maybe you can still help me relax before we get dressed for dinner,” charles says as he hands seb the towel.

“10 minutes?” seb asks as he comes to stand next to charles. “i know i can be quicker than that.”

charles grins and hands seb a measuring cup to rinse and dry.

“prove it,” charles replies with a smirk before bumping his hip into seb’s.

seb laughs and continues drying. “yes sir.”

“good boy,” charles replies without thinking.

neither of them mentions the mixing bowl seb accidentally drops back into the sink in reaction.

#sebchal #sebchal fic #f1 drabble #f1 fic #my writing #i’m so sorry it has taken me so long to get to the prompts in my inbox #they have not been forgotten or deleted #i just truly had no motivation to write #but i want to write a few more short drabbles this weekend #i still have like 5 prompts in my inbox #thank you anon for this prompt i hope you enjoy!!! <33

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…out of envy or jealousy. for sambucky or any sam ship you'd like :D

#46: ...out of envy or jealousy (this turned out pretty sambuckyquin i'm ngl)

Joaquín's been getting a bit bold as of late.

He'd known the baby falcon had had a thing for Sam this whole time, of course, had watched him flirt and blush his way through every conversation back when Sam and himself were still firmly just frenemies.

It had been kind of fun to watch then, is still kind of fun to watch now, even though Bucky's less and less sure with each new flirty remark that Joaquín's not actually trying to shoot his shot.

Bucky trusts Sam. He knows they're solid. They've even talked about Joaquín's obvious crush on occasion, though it's pretty obvious to the both of them each time that the conversation's still ongoing.

Bucky's a little tipsy tonight though, halfway to drunk off that heavy Asgardian ale he really never should have touched, and he's teetering over the line of annoyance.

Joaquín's an affectionate drunk, as he and Sam are both learning tonight.

He's got an arm around Sam on the couch they're sitting on, and is leaning over on him, his head on his shoulder. Sam's got that amused look in his eyes he gets when Bucky is being particularly ridiculous or stubborn about something that doesn't actually matter, and something flares a little hot in his stomach at seeing it aimed at someone else.

Whatever Joaquín's saying is being mumbled into Sam's shoulder, so Bucky doesn't actually hear their conversation till he gets up closer.

"...look so amazing when you're flying, Sam," he says, voice filled with awe. "You always look so beautiful up there."

Bucky sees green. "He does, doesn't he?" he says sincerely, hoping Sam can't hear any trace of jealousy in his voice. He sits down on Sam's other side, pressing their legs as close together as he can, and tilts Sam's head towards him. "Every day I wonder how I got so lucky."

He leans in, then, capturing Sam's lips with his own. He makes a bit of a show of it, admittedly, parting his lips and pulling Sam's head in closer. He kisses him for just a little too long to be polite, but not too long it can't be explained away by the last drink he'd downed.

It's not quite long enough to really savor the taste of the whiskey Sam's been nursing on his own tongue, but he figures they've got all night for that later.

He pulls back slowly, relishing in the way it takes Sam just a moment too long to open his eyes after, and places his hand down on Sam's thigh, entirely too high up not to be deliberate.

When Sam turns back to Joaquín, just on the side of dazed, Bucky turns towards him too, smug and satisfied.

He finds the baby bird staring back at him already, his eyes wide and his lips parted as he looks between them both, breath a little heavier as his gaze catches on Sam's chest, on Bucky's arms, on the edge of a hickey poking out from under the collar of Bucky's shirt.

Bucky moves his hand up even higher on Sam's thigh.

They might just have to revisit that Joaquín conversation again, he thinks.

send me a ship and a number and i'll write a kiss!

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