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jeongin-lvr · 21 hours

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OK ok, but yk that fic about jeongin and beomgyu? Now, imagine jeongin pulls the “I’m going on tour” card and your bestie beomgyu pulls up and reader can’t HELP but want some of that d and lil beomgyu gets revenge on jeongin girlfriendddddddd?

I love your brain mwah… for those interested this is the original ask :p

Jeongin didn’t like it but it had to be done; he had to leave for tour. It was only a few short months but to him it felt like an eternity, and he was sure that he’d die in that little span of time. He’d told you with his whole heart that you’re his even when he’s away, whispering late at night the few days before he had to leave that, well, he loves you but also that you’re forbidden from doing anything without him. And by anything he means touching yourself, even if you’re desperate. And you could tell by the stern dimness of his eyes that he meant it. “Don’t even think about it, baby,” Jeongin demands and for a second you pout, wondering what you’ll do when times get needy for you. Jeongin was strict, very, very strict. Honestly it was a little cruel but he was set in his ways. And if he says no touching yourself, he really fucking means it.

The thing about Jeongin is that he knows you too well— he knows when you’re needy and he definitely knows when you’re aching for him. So he wasn’t worried about anything like that. He knew that you were very obedient (most of the time) and you always managed to do as you were told. However, he had the complete opposite feeling toward his supposed best friend. The same man who spent hours yearning for you; groaning into his hand as his fingers wrapped around himself, pretending it was you. Oh, Jeongin knew it all. Beomgyu was more than willing to pounce as soon as Jeongin was away. Jeongin found himself demanding another thing of you, “And while im away, love, don’t even think about talking to Beomgyu,” to you, that was simple. You never truly longed to converse with your boyfriend’s friends, but when Beomgyu received a text from the very same man, he was livid:

“Dont touch her,” Beomgyu read with a sneer on his face, grimacing as another text loaded, “Even when I’m away she’s still mine.” And Beomgyu suddenly had it set in his mind that he didn’t just want you anymore; he needed you. Not only that, he needed to prove that Jeongin didn’t have as much control over the two of you as he thought.

Quite frankly it was easy. You were dumb, he was conniving. So it didn’t take long before he’d weaseled his way into your life; meanwhile Jeongin sat in a hotel bed across the world, oblivious to how Beomgyu had you bent over the bed right now. Oblivious to the way Beomgyu’s name rolled off your tongue between indecent pants; hips rolling along with every little thrust forward he made into you, drool pooling on the side of your cheek and into the thin fabric of your bed sheets. It really didn’t take long; Beomgyu had you broken for him in a matter of days.

“You dumb fuckin’ girl, going stupid on my cock,” Beomgyu berated between breathless groans. He’d wanted this for so long; now there was no one in his way to stop him from finally having what he wants. He possessed his prize, he didn’t intend on letting this moment go to waste, “Doesn’t that feel nice? Better than your stupid boyfriend, yeah? He can’t make you feel this way— this good.” Beomgyu’s words did nothing but egg you on, cunt clenching around his length— it was so different from your boyfriends. Beomgyu was a little longer, curved different and the lewd stretch of his cock was dizzying. Your boyfriend would just about lose it right now if he saw this; you moaning another man’s name, taking another man’s cock. “Say something, baby, c’mon,” Beomgyu bent to your face, pressing his chest into your sweaty back, aching to hear your voice.

You nodded stupidly, jaw hanging open and eyes fluttering as his big hands came to grip yours; the touch was nothing like Jeongin’s either. Beomgyu’s fingers were colder, his palms bigger and the grip he had on you was harsh. You moaned into the mattress, too dumb to even think about regret. “It’s— fuck, mm, it’s so good! Gyu—“ Beomgyu always loved when you called him that, now he found another reason to love it. His hips smashed into yours quicker, not caring how overwhelming it all was for you. He needed to memorialize this moment forever; capture it not just for himself but for a particular someone who’s kept you away from him longer than needed. Beomgyu’s eyes drifted, falling to your phone that lay unattended a few spaces away from your head. Oh, it was sick, it was borderline evil. But Beomgyu grinned like a mastermind as he let go of your hand and reached for the phone. Your mind was too hazy to realize but he’d swiped left on the screen and opened the camera, giggling slightly as he pressed the red, enticing record button. You didn’t realize he was recording so you moaned his name, and you moaned desperately, wishing he’d moved his hips again with that same needy vigor he had before. Now he was simply rolling your hips against his, the phone stuck on where you sucked him in so good.

“That’s it, say my name,” Beomgyu grinned, moving the camera to sit on the pillow beside your head, getting the view of your fucked out face and his own evil grin. You saw yourself, dumb expression embarrassingly staring back at you, then you saw Beomgyu, wrapping his hands around your waist as he pulled out, leaving just the tip in, eyes falling to the camera again, “What, shy now? Baby, c’mon, don’t be scared…” Beomgyu slammed himself inside of you and this time, the embarrassment you felt melted away, your nails clawing at the sheets. Beomgyu had no shame in this; if anything he felt glee. Pure pride that he’d finally gotten you.

When he saw that video Jeongin sent him a few weeks prior he swore he’d never felt a rage like that; this was just revenge, and it was better than heaven. He hoped that Jeongin would receive this at the worst time; he hoped that he’d feel even a fraction of what Beomgyu had felt just a few weeks ago. Jealous didn’t even begin to describe it.

#txt smut #txt x reader #beomgyu smut #choi beomgyu #beomgyu hard thoughts #beomgyu x reader #jeongin smut #i.n smut #skz smut #skz hard thoughts

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kiw1archives · 2 days

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LOVERS ROCK (t.n) “we were listening to lovers rock, in her bedroom.”

a/n: i haven’t posted in soso long so sorry if this is disappointing because its not carl but i thought i’d post something different!!

pairings: theodore nott x fem!reader

c/w: mentions of alcohol, mentions of smoking, kissing, lower case intended, use of y/n, not proof read yet!

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the loud music pierced your ears as many figures collided with yours. you had went to one of the slytherin parties with pansy and gotten way more drunk than intended. loosing her in the crowd along the way. you stumbled through the crowd barely able to stand, your balance unsteady. you had drank, a lot, maybe a bit to much for your body to handle.

but that didn’t stop you from taking continuous drinks out of the red solo cup in your hand. your mind completely foggy from all the alcohol and the many voices speaking over the music. that was until you bumped into a figure, a rather familiar voice spoke up before you could even turn around to find who it could be.

you turn around hastily as your eyes meet theo, him looking down at your limp and tense body. it was quite obvious you were way, way too drunk. and he took notice to that, your makeup was all smeared and your hair and clothes disheveled.

“oh merlin y/n, how much have you had to drink?” his voice concerned and his expression almost demanding as he awaited your response.

“i…two, three…i dont know i lost count after that.” your words were slurred as you let out a drunken laugh. theos expression turning serious as he takes notice of your mannerisms. it was quite obvious you had way more than just two or three.

Are you sick of me?

he furrowed his brows at your words, more confused on why you said it so causally as well. before he snatched the cup out of your hand, dropping it to the ground all the liquid in it spilling out.

“theo what the fuck!” you shout angrily looking down at the mess on the floor. but before you could argue any further he retorts back.

“your coming with me.” he says sternly, not even thinking for a moment. and before you could even reply he gets a tight hold onto your wrist dragging you through the crowd.

“where are we going…” you whine him dragging you along, you stumbling and tripping at his hasty pace.

Would you like to be?

“were going back to your dorm, to get you some rest.” sounding more like a demand then an idea and, making you groan.

he decided to walk you to your dorm just in case. wanting to make sure you got back to your dorm safely, and judging on your current state. he wasn’t going to let you do that alone.

“nooo- theo i dont wanna go.” you argue as the both of you make it to the entrance of your dorm. he opens up the door and leads you over to the bed, stumbling over scattered clothes on the floor.

“shhh just lay down.” he picks you up bridal style laying you down gently on the bed gently. he sits down on the edge of the bed creating small circles with his thumb on your cheek.

“your no fun” you complain at his attempts to make you fall asleep.

he ignored your petty statement, gently tucking you into the bed. you shuffling under the covers, him stroking the side of your face. he just watched you intently making sure you were okay, so he could leave.

“theooo, can we listen to a song? pleasee” your head was throbbing and your body aching and sore. you just wanted to listen to some music to at least ease your mind a little.

I'm trying to tell you something, something that i already said

“y/n are you serious?”

“pleaseee, just one.” you say holding up one finger, motioning your hand over to the record player on your bed side table. he rolls his eyes but chuckles at your drunken state. the way all your words were slurred and your movements were unbalanced.

But if you're too drunk to drive

“y/n you need your rest.” he tries to place you back down onto the bed but you kept resisting.

“pleaseeee” giving him puppy dog eyes, pouting up at him. he rolls his eyes playfully in response to your actions, rather amused by your resilience.

“fine, fine.” but after this your going to bed, got it?” he finally gives in to your pleading as he stands up reaching for the vinyl sitting on top of the record player. he quickly placed it inside as the music starting shortly.

“lets dance theo.” you groan out as you try to get up.

And the music is right

“y/n-“ he begins as he stands up from his position on the bed.

She might let you stay, but just for the night

“please” you cut him off grabbing at his forearm pulling him back towards you. wanting him to stay, longing for his touch. him staring into your pleading eyes, thinking for a moment. but suddenly he grabs the both of your hands.

And if she grabs for your hand, and drags you along

he picks you up to your feet making sure you gained your balance. you stumbled up from the covers your body still weak. he held you gently and firmly in his arms. making sure you could stand before he begins to sway the both of you back and forth.

you both sway back and forth to the music, just following each other steps as you leaned your body closer to him. your sweaty hands interlinked with his soft ones. humming softly against him as you both just let the music consume you two. he smiled to himself as you were leaned up against his chest rocking to the music.

the calming rhythm almost soothing the aching muscles in your body. you suddenly lift your head up from his chest. staring deeply into his eyes, still dazed from the whole night. he cant help but crack a smile at your soft and tired expression. still rocking back and forth to the music, staring intently into each others eyes. in a matter of almost seconds you feel yourself leaning in.

your faces only inches away from each others. his hot breath brushing against your face that was perfectly lit up from the moonlight peaking through the curtains. before you finally broke the distance between the two of you, his lips meeting yours passionately. the kiss is slow with the taste of liquor coating your lips. the mix of cigarettes and your lip gloss were all he tasted in the kiss. as he smiled into the kiss as it grew more and more passionate.

She might want a kiss

your lips molded perfectly against his, wanting to savor this moment forever. but eventually having to pull apart for air. a smirk was plastered on his face as the record stopped. your lip gloss smeared on both your face and his. chuckling as he brought his thumb up to your cheek wiping the pink lip tint off.

Before the end of this song

giggling as he does this, his taste was addicting and you wanted more. longing to share the moment again, but he shortly lead you back over to the bed setting you down again. you desperately needed some rest and he wanted you to get that.

and leave you alone with nothing

“you need rest now, cara mia.” he says as he plants a soft kiss on to your forehead. tucking you in the warm comforters tightly. smiling at how your expression softened as you settled into your bed. he stands their for a while just staring at your relaxed figure. before he turns around making his way over towards the door.

“theo-“ he turns back around almost in an instant as you begin to speak, your voice low and raspy.

“stay with me, please?”

“i-“ he begins but you shut him down quickly. your body was aching to be next to his, or maybe that was just from the exhaustion of the night. but you knew you all you wanted in that moment was to be next to him.

“please?” you retort, instead of actually answering your plea he just sighs making his way over towards your bed. pulling himself under the covers beside you. as you toss and turn trying to shift into a comfortable position inching closer to him.

turning over on your side to face him, he brings his hand up to brush a strand of hair behind your ear making you giggle softly. in a matter of seconds you find yourself dozing off due to how exhausted you had been. falling asleep in theos arms, he was far more comfortable than any blanket or pillow.

him smiling as you rest in his arms, your chest heaving up and down softly. your soft snores echoing throughout the room.

“sleep well, my dearest y/n.”

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a/n: i will try to get a carl fic out soon! ive been super busy and have been slacking on fics so i apologise for the lack of posting! 😓 but i actually hate this sm but posting bcs @zoesmp4 @t7mlinson are holding me against my will!!

#theodore nott #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott imagine #theodore nott fluff #theo nott #theodore nott smut #theodore nott angst #theo nott x reader #slytherin boys #wizarding world

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theprincessandthepie · 3 months

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ned stark's daughter will speak for them.

#game of thrones #sansa stark #ned stark #robb stark #asoiaf #a song of ice and fire #sansadaily #got #dailysansastark #am i allowed to put this in the asoiaf tag??? I did use book quotes and a lot of inspo from the books but i dont wanna be spammy.#lmk if its bad form and i'll remove the tag.#anyway. it's been 84 years....#this vid. took so long. like. over a month. and she's HEFTY.#i'm really super happy with this. I am also going to have to post my 20 page (!!!) google doc with my notes and quotes and cut content #especially because - like a gremlin - i changed some of the quotes just a little bit to make more sense in the context of this vid.#which felt weird and bad and wrong but it did make the vid better. and so i can live with it.#also there is a shorter version on my youtube page for anyone who doesn't want to watch thriteen minutes of game of thrones vid #though this is the intended viewing experience #i could talk about this all day but i need to press post so.#my fanvids #Youtube

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lucalicatteart · 1 year

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Finally finished my weird hanging painting thing (originally a secondhand partially-done 'paint by numbers' kit that I found at a thrift store and kept to repurpose lol)! Imagery somewhat based in my own worldbuilding projects, and text written in my constructed language for one of my fantasy species, but also vaguely inspired by old tapestries and illuminated manuscripts and etc. I've never been great at neat clean patterning or text, but it looks cool from afar, and I always enjoy making "props" or things that are somewhat like real objects that might could exist in my world. :0

(additional pictures/info under the readmore)

Here's what it was originally! I probably didn't have to actually have a river running down the middle because it further makes the composition of the whole thing weird (various connected yet separate locations and things happening, instead of one unified event being portrayed), but I wasn't sure if I'd be able to fully cover up the already existing paint that was there.. and I can also kind of justify it by going with a more "all the imagery is just symbolic so it doesn't have to make exact sense" approach lol.. How is one half of the grass green and the other is suddenly snowy? shhhh.. it's not literal.. shhh...

Made a vague sketch, then painted over it, and then added more distinct lines in black pen. Center image first and border second.

The very last thing was the text, which actually took forever to translate because my conlang is still only like.. partially done, and some of the grammar is not worked out exactly how I would like it to be, so a few sentences I had to think about for a long time before just going "eh, this is probably not how I would do it if I considered it more, but I'll go with it for now" lol . I also am not entirely satisfied with all of the characters for the writing system, but again, it's good enough for a quick project, it doesn't have to be 100% accurate and perfect because it's a fake language that nobody knows anyway lol.

I thought about breaking down the text and translation here like I have for some of the tidbits of Avirrekava (the language) in things I've posted in the past, but I think it would take too long and is not interesting to anyone but me ghghj, so for the sake of getting the post out quickly, I shall not spend an hour typing All That lol.

The general jist of the writing though is that it's just about the Avirre'thel being cast out from the other elves, after abandoning their magic for immortality as a means to truly attain perfection (an important concept in elven culture), the usual, blah blah blah, but how it's Actually A Good Thing, because the gods are wrong and immortality is Cool actually and they like the shitty frozen lands they were sent to, so it's fine that everyone else is being a Hater about it lol

Lastly, here's a few photos outside in the sun to TRY and show the gold detailing actually shimmering or showing up! It really doesn't come through in photos, but there's plenty of little golden spots to highlight light or Importance.

Mostly the fire, the pink sparkle that represents magic, the red drop that represents blood, the light behind Inaashi's hands and head (common symbol for the elven religion/one of their main gods, shout out to anyone who read the ancient elven religion post and recognized that lol), the sun, and the symbol for the Avirre'thel/country of Navyete at the very top. I did a few other gold bits, but they're not highlighted because they're Significant, more just that it looked more symmetrical to have some gold on the border too lol.

Other things of note: The animals are not actually significant to Avirre'thel culture really, I just wanted to put a cat and a bird because I like them lol. (I also wanted to have a few funny looking creatures, as I was slightly trying to go with the 'in some old medieval painting the anatomy and perspective is very weird' vibe, though I think some of the other parts of it look too Normal to pull it off entirely). Same with the four leaf clover, which means nothing in their culture - but these are the only areas where stuff was just added self-indulgently .

Bligabata (giant cabbage that grows along rivers in Navyete) making an appearance! The architecture of the building IS based on actual concepts for ancient elven/older Avirre'thel architecture and metalwork. The Avirre'thel who's turning away from Inaashi/elves/magic and collecting blood, is doing so in a Special Bowl, as is part of their culture (collecting it in the hands, or just in a normal vessel would be disrespectful, they have Specific Bowls which is the only thing blood can be kept in, etc.).

The figure that represents Jhevona (and thus, a closer connection to magic, celestial imagery, etc.) is in weird ugly teal, which is not necessarily a color or design associated with them, as I don't have much common culture (like clothing) worked out for Northern Jhevona (who the avirre'thel would have come into contact with) yet, BUT everyone else is in more Typical colors (a northern elf in green, Inaashi in lavender + white + blue, an Avirre'thel in darker purples and reds).

Some things, like the four figures in the corners, and the two people + fish in the stream, do not currently have a meaning, but in-world they would.. Like, I could make up lore for how they're culturally significant and it would be true because I am god of the world, but I don't have anything currently. But just know.. they DO mean something, I just haven't decided it yet, maybe kind of fill in as I go, come up with a meaning later lol. Probably along the lines of an old myth from the ancient elven religion, a story, etc.

I don't know, probably other stuff, but that's my Trying To Keep It Short rambling for now lol. I'm just glad I finally finished this! For how vaguely sloppy it is up close (everything being completely freehanded, only used rulers once when doing the initial sketch and lining where the border should be + my hands are shaky + the canvas is bumpy + my handwriting is scratchy and terrible + etc. etc.) it still took a REALLY long time, even when not trying to make it all perfect. Especially if including the text translation + writing, which took like 3+ hours itself.

Maybe all the asymmetry/lack of things being centered is NOT because I was too lazy to measure anything, but is actually because in-universe, it's a practice illustration made by some young apprentice who has to work on little canvases for years before he can be trusted will a full sized mural or tapestry. It's his first week on the job! of course he's uncoordinated! don't laugh at him!!! lol

#worldbuilding #elves #I AM WORKING ON A NEW PAVENTURE POST also !!!! I know I keep being like 'oh I'm going to get back to that! I'll stick to it this time!!'#and then another whole month goes by without me posting a new poll adventure - however - this time I DID fully intend to so #*do another one soon but my beloved beautiful perfect cat unfortunately passed away AND there was a heat #wave ANd I felt sick for a while for unrelated reasons so I just genuinely was not focused on posting online at all #I am trying to get back to it though along with other things hopefully so.#ANYWAY #avirre'thel #irithoas #maybe???? not super relevant to elves but I'll keep it intheir tag anyway also. Just since their lore is so closely tied with avirre'thel s #stuff and they're mentioned in the post. Or the gods are. Inaashi is.#OIGUGUGUGUHH I should have done a tapestry with the FCJhjkING triplets!!!!! Sehalanora Semoniyare and the other one whatever the hell #his name is. ... sehalanora my beloved .. (I'm referencing the ancient elven gods - for those who dont know)#It's funny that I rarely watch tv shows and when I do I rarely if EVER care about characters at all in any capacity #with maybe like a handful of even then extremely minor exceptions so I cannot relate to the concept of like 'having a blorbo' or whatever #but then for my extremely niche worldbuilding content #.. it's like OMG MY FAVORITE character!!! my favorite obscure god from a religion #that I entirely made up myself for a cultural group that I also made up that literally only I and maybe like two other #people who are able to sit through my novel long dry and wordy worldbuilding posts care about!! you all know them DUH!!#even WITHIN modern elven culture in the world at the moment in current day most people do not give a shit about them hghj #BUT .. I should have made a painting of the siblings actually!!! I stand by that!!#I mean I like Inaashi and Nisateyu and everything too. Actually all of them are fine except for Ea'ivuyera I guess. whoever the #like War and Order bootlicker god is basically. and the Evil dumbass one. but all the others are fine. I'm suprised I'm even able to rememb #that many ancient elven goofily long names ghgh.. But I could have maybe made it about the elven gods #The thing is just that.. i Don't have ancient elvish worked out as a language and I knew I wanted to put text on it #so it kind of HAD to be something written/drawn by the Avirre'thel #Knwoledge of the ancient elven gods is still a thing in their culture. But usually more as a joke or just a common fairytale knowledge #sort of thing. not really something to make a painting of. Inaashi is here less because of Inaashi The God being genuinely significant and #and more just she's there to Symbolize the elven religion as a whole. just like all the other figures are mere symbols of things. etc.

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emeraldbabygirl · 2 months

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Have not watched every nct mv yet but convinced already that they’re just a group, a rather large group, who do silly dances and make goofy ah music. I’m not hating them Idk how anyone could genuinely hate them cause they so silly I laugh watching their mvs cause I don’t expect what’s happening and there’s so much in every video, the goofy opening choreo for favorite and the TikTok meme, they all sleep like bottoms, there’s the silly flute in sticker and the cowboy core with all the lights and Vegas and they drink hot sauce and the hippie vibes and it’s just gay and campy and cunty and extra and goofy and fun music, the weird English lyrics, the odd sounding instrumentals, like I’m not sure if I genuinely like any nct songs or unit songs as in I think they are really good but they can be catchy and are def fun to listen too, the opening to kick it and the chorus in kick back, love talk is so nasty and funny and I also think it’s hilarious that the entire group vapes. Idk like I know idols smoke but there’s like so many members and the fact that they all collectively vape they all share the same braincell and it’s so funny to me idk why and the remixes and all the Bollywood memes and the comments are hilarious it’s like going down a rabbit hole it’s fun and boujee and they do all different concepts and genres and silly like dances and all kinds of stuff it’s fun I think it’s cute.

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oh-wow-a-drawer · 3 months

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..and her hand emerged from the grave, and it reached oit to grab The Stylus.. ..and thus she began to create..

..she was dead.. it's been two months since she was last seen in the World Wide Web...

..and all this time.. she was thinking about life.. ..and one thought was occupying her mind ever since...

..and this thought was "lane with wings teehee"

#solomon lane #mission impossible #does tumblr still ban nipples?#they arent really graphic so anyways #is it body horror? i hope its alright cause its not very graphic as well #i swear all my thoughts about lane are either “lane with epic wings” or “lane with flowers” no in between #this turned out more biblical then originally intended but i guess it works #dont try to find sense in this i sketched it at like 3am and finished it while listening to psycho killer and rap god on repeat #also hes split in half because i needed to put some kind of censorship on his lower body and i couldnt decide on the clothes #you get what you get i guess #anyways it was fun to plug in my tablet after such a long time #bye im on my way to disappear for another ten months

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lokh · 10 months

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how i look with he/him pronouns in my bio

#jokes. theyre not my first preferred pronouns but lmao #i want a haircut so bad. but im toughing it out #what for???? on principle at this point #me #lady at the pharmacy said she liked my overalls i was like omg thank u....#anyway also i need a haircut becos if i get called maam when i dont intend for it one more time im gonna go batshit.#u cant see the extent of it cos i usually have it up but. theres a lotta fucking hair.#but the front isnt long enough to keep back with it....#i feel like maybe if ALL of it was back id get maamed less. cos u can see my developing widows peak LMAO #obviously i would have been fine with it here. but i got maamed on the flight back when i was #at my worst and greasiest. already unpleasant experience made worse

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fruitycircus · 8 months

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btw if there's a slim to none chance of the next nintendo console getting teased at the direct i'm gonna say a hot take

i do not care for the idea of the switch 2

#is it likley? yes ofc #im fully expectibg some type of followup a la what the 3ds is to the ds #but i feel like so many people are betting on it to be an acutal gaming powerhouse w 4k 65 ffps 170 kiloflops etc #but thats really not nintendos pace #nintendo has a see a need fill a need thing. they make a silly gadget w a cute gimmick or two that isnt ridiculously powerful #but it takes full advantage of its limitations #even if it gets overlooked as time passes it brings something thats at the very least different from the average console #its not big n strong but its memorable at least. and i like that #and also im just of it. if i hear one more 'the switch 2 will be the most powerful ever!' im gonna smash something #again #a switch successor makes a lot of sense #but i feel like this would be time nintendo moves onto the next gimmick of the decade #wheres your whimsy #also i completely forgot to mention abt nintendos intended audience. most families / kids probably dont care about specs so long as the-#-games are entertaining and good #n the price of have the biggest and best hardware would not fit in well w that #i should write an essay. that is all #nintendo direct

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vitamin-zeeth · 3 months

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Did you guys know they're currently releasing season 7 of young sheldon. This news made my day I'm not even kidding

#i fucking love young sheldon its a shockingly good show #its wild how they managed to keep it uo for so long and uts not decreased in quality and has actually maybe increased #its cause none of the characters are complete assholes and all of their actions have consequences and theyre allowed to grow #ive never watched big bang theory and i dont intend to this is all i need #its more than bug bang theory could ever be #young sheldon #wet floor sign

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kn11ves · 7 months

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Do you have any sonas I would love to see n draw :>

YOU WANT TO DRAW ME???1//?!/!?????!111!!!!!!!

heres a stupidthing i did quickly...

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me^

#i originally wanted to draw myself with my centipede changshan outfit but i.i felt bad this was taking so long.#so L outfit it is #in all honestly though the bunny is probably a far more accurate version and it is what i use for my youtube videos #at least. INTEND TO ive been trying to get over myself and redo the character design video i made because i hate it but the fucking the fuc #i was making it while suffering my stupid ocd rules for drawing that took me like 5 years to get over #anyway i like my sona design its stupid...#if i could get away with wearing that many bandages in real life i would #i need to dye my hair again maybe next weekened ill try to bleach my ends white #im just scared to burn it and lose it hashtag native #anyways SNIFFLE #I LOVE YOU ANON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 💖💖💖💖#anon #ask #pleaseplease dont let me forget to rb this to my stupid art blog #i llv u #i honestly dont even really know what i look like i had to trace myself to get somewhere close i look different every day and from every #angle #this makes me look taller than i am. i am 4'11

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arkhmlcst · 1 month

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{{ going to try to declutter / be more private on this blog, as i realized ive found myself with more mutuals than i really write with

#— * ooc #{{ part of why i think i left so easily was my overwhelming dash. i prefer a nice slow dash and if its not with people i intend on writing #{{ - with then it really just causes clutter i dont need #{{ i love all my mutuals and feel free to follow me back if i softblock you so long as there is an interest to write

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legaciestold · 6 months

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@honorhearted continued from x

sounds reverberate throughout the tunnels under the palace, dirt and stones shifting and falling as a battle of magick and swords and dragon fyre encases everything above. her body feels numb, not even the bloody wound to her skin felt as she's half drug along, deeper and deeper until they turn and then begin moving upward again. 'would you truly let your father's sacrifice be made in vain?' sir ben's words ricochet within her mind, the image of her father's gaze as he'd pushed her into ben's arms so clear. the high queen was dead, a prince was dead. the high king was dying or dead, and she'd been forced to flee as men and women died in her name. it was wrong. oh it was so horrifically atrocious! the princess doesn't remember ben raising her hand to the painting to allow them passage. she doesn't remember her screams or the way she'd thrashed in his hold. 'be strong, lyli -- live for him...for your kingdom!' when she'd recall these moments later she thinks that was the moment she'd stopped fighting. when something else had taken hold of her, wrapping around the horror and encasing it in a broken heart, using it as fuel and deciding she had to survive. her people were dying. her father was dying but she remained and her other brother did too. the horrors of this night would be too horrific if such a toll held no purpose. if she died and her people were left to the venomous wrath of an evil witch to rule them in terror.

and so she had stopped fighting ben and instead began leading them through the labyrinth of tunnels until sounds and smells met their senses, day blackened out by rising smoke as they meet quickly waning daylight a distance from the palace, and her dragon standing high and tall at the ready. there's one man too, a man she'd always fondly seen tending to the royal family's dragon companions. he's wounded, she can see, the bodies of three others laying splayed across the ground where they'd worked to aid him in preparing the riding harness on apophis. if their princess was to take to the skies she would not do it without some precaution. without the best chance for her survival and escape. these people had given their very lives to ensure it. other dragons, wild, spiral through the skies as they clash with two who have been enthralled, covering the activity taking place below. apophis moves closer then, laying flatter as the man meets her and sir ben and urges them forward toward the dragon. everything happens in quick succession then. her forcing benjamin with a commanding authority she'd lacked in her previous shock to get onto the dragon first because she hadn't trusted that he wouldn't attempt to cause her to escape and stay behind and her following quickly after, seated in front of him. she seeks to grant the man who had ushered them forward some form of comforting words yet apo rushes onward as a dragon crashes feet from them and takes the man with him in a cloud of dust.

she wants to scream. this time she doesn't.

the battle had raged around them, apo maneuvering in the way sir poe had taught them never having intended for her or the dragon to have to use such teachings in practice. dragons flank them, dragons fall, the capitol is in ruin. there's a point when anger begins to overwhelm everything else, as she watches myra's men slaughter people in the streets below. she knows they can not stop their escape yet she does have her dragon lower toward the ground, a single command for fyre uttered, engulfing myra's men and their dying victims with it before they surge back into the skies and away from the city, out over the water and into the night. fyre did not care what it touched, it was brutal, but it could be wrath and mercy in one. she thinks that's the moment she truly became something new. when youthful innocence had been tore from her and fyre had remade her. the serpentine princess lyliana had never taken a life before this day. in fact she had strived to protect it even when a plot to take her own had once befell her. in the chaos of the usurping she had killed in defense. but in that moment she had killed as justice. she had killed as the queen they'd need her to become.

she'd nearly fallen off apo soon after, consciousness lost in the dampness of flight and apo's voice spoken into ben's mind to hold her before she slipped. much of the following hours had been cold and chaotic, any pursuers lost to the depths of the sea and darkness of the night. they nearly crash through the raised wards of the kingdom of eldenvale. sir poe had made it. he'd warned them. they'd prepared. soldiers meet them with prince jayson pushing past to meet her as she's passed down off the dragon. unspoken words passed between the last remaining children of a dead king and queen. chaos ensues when her uncle commands sir benjamin detained, untrusting of anyone so near to his niece and nephew when reports came of trusted friends having been turned against the royal family. the princess that would be queen can barely stand, though she rages immediately. authority in her voice that causes pause to even the warrior king-uncle before her. they let sir ben remain with her, escorted to rooms and only the carefully spoken words of her queen-aunt causing lyliana to allow healers into the rooms. they use their magicks to close their wounds and restore their skin though the fatigue and blood loss is not so simply remedied. that would take time.

the princess, like ben, argues the moment sir ben leaving the chambers is suggested by members of court though how she has the energy to have such powerful conviction in her upset is a wonder. they concede to her because they have to. the realms are in chaos but the high king and queen are dead. this girl may be exhausted and in turmoil yet she had become their queen the moment her dragon had made landfall. they call her 'her grace' in respect and in mourning, as a symbol of what was to come in the wake of what was transpiring around them yet the title is lost to her because she's beginning to fall apart again the moment the door closes. the moment the world and reality begin to enclose around her again. the moment she can't be strong as ben had commanded of her anymore. she doesn't remember anything after that. she doesn't remember the exhaustion consuming her or how she'd been laid in the bed. she doesn't remember refusing to let go of her hold on him either.

time passes, hours, as others in the castle move about directed by her uncle and aunt. prepare for war. prepare to protect the castle should myra send others upon them. they do not bother the chambers lyliana and ben occupy, not yet though the small trails of colors begin to play in the skies. it's early, extremely early when she awakens with a strangled scream upon her lips, her surging upward in the bed in horror as if she's back in the moment. her breath is labored, eyes searching wildly until they settle on sir ben. thankfully no one has heard her, no one but him and she knows as her light hues meet his that it wasn't a dream though she wishes it all had been some horrid nightmare. it had all happened. it was all real and the weight of that is gut-wrenching. "they're all dead, ben. she killed them. she killed them all and i want her dead!"

#honorhearted #okay this got like super longer than i intended and most of it is all like just saying what happened in the time inbetween #so you totally dont have to match length #i will say though that my muse for her has returned tenfold which might be why this ended up so long #muse; lyliana carvahali #v; meet me on the battlefield

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