:D

on the hand

— The War, SYML

Suguru | Satoru | Satosugu

~Technoblade Never Dies!~ This is a redraw from the Enemy Animatic by Knppp

perfect.

Three Phase

A sonnet triptych about robots

Our Phoebe wakes secure in styro held Her mistress' eyes are blue as welding arcs Beloved toy, abrupt in love they fell conjoined transistor-bound and blood-hewn hearts.

From childhood follies told to metal doll to teenage raptures shared with sister built but college applications take a toll and Phoebe waits, the cycles fully felt.

Her uptime crawls as downtime crashes on the mistress gone to college, grad school, boys till Christmas break (one several decades gone) "We cleaned your room. You want to keep these toys?"

When thrifting, now, you may catch glimpses of A plastic heart abrim with unsought love.

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Our Heavy Loader Unit Annabelle (by number only known beyond her eyes) She does her job, and damn she does it well. Within her ten-ton grip the cargo flies.

To make a person, sparks in circuitry, alone to move the chaff of modern fate leaves loads of tempered time for bardery. Her songs and tales and worlds accumulate.

Execs decree a move to shiny! new! The techs will gripe and grouse but duty’s done. A test performed, and what could Anna do But load her best. Modernity has won.

A hundred thousand stories hidden dark immobile in a disused office park.

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Our Juliet, finale of the day A multipurpose help about the store The face when shopkeep can’t get out today The wrench when fixing skills are needed more.

Her pa gets old, as human beings will and alloy weathers time much more than skin Then she alone is mistress of the till. For help, she seeks her disenfranchised kin.

So what, the patron’s greeted by a doll? She’s great with kids, her smile so xenon-bright. So what, the stockgirl’s seven meters tall? Come hear her fill the loading bays with light.

Go by the store on Seventh and you’ll see: these waves in sync, a three-phase harmony.

OK, but hear me out though.

Naruto ATLA AU.

A flying fox demon is a great companion for an air bender and no one can convince me otherwise. (source for the reference/original image)

(Temari is like the perfect Kyoshi warrior. Like- she already has the fan! And the smarts!)

✨𝓙𝓮𝔀𝓮𝓵 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓼✨

『15.05.2022』

Happy Birthday Asmo, my baby boy🥺💗

Ignore the mistakes, this was v rushed:(

How I imagine Lift stealing rations and nonchalantly healing Teft.

Gonna see about adding some color (gotta give her some gentle lifelight glow) at some point.

Yeah <3

Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist

Ship: RoyEd

Rating: T

Tags: Nightmares, Angst with a happy ending, Fluff, Forge Secret Santa 2023, Ed swears.

Summary:

Amongst the endless sea of scorching gold stands one figure that would never burn him. What is he to do when the one non-flammable object turns his back on him?

~

The Winter Solstice is just around the corner. Roy has a feeling in the pit of his stomach that he will lose his sun and be stuck in an eternal winter forever.

Mailman Mammon (Feat. Crows)

A/N: I might be trying to write some of my own stuff before doing requests, so I hope you enjoy! This was actually an idea for another oneshot, but I scrapped it and wrote something else. Fortunately my brain loved this sm, it wanted me to write it at some point Summary: Mammon takes up a job doing mailman work, but because Devildom is huge, he inquires the help of his crows Genre: Fluff ---

Mammon is known to be fast, and that comes with many advantages. One being that before DDDs existed, he was the designated mailman for letters between Lucifer and Lord Diavolo. His mailman job didn’t end there, however. To pick up some cash, he decided to do odd jobs around the Devildom, one of them being letter delivery. However, despite his rank in power, he isn’t able to clone himself, and the Devildom is vast and a lot of letters need to be delivered.  How do you counter that? With crows, of course!! Mammon called his crows after dinner and calmed them down before continuing. “Okay, here’s the deal. I have a mailman job and I don’t want to fuck it up, so you guys could help me.. Of course ya rewards after, I am a generous boss after all!” The crow chirped and nodded in agreement.  “Alright, so what’s gonna happen is I’m going to give every group a small bag of letters-” He pulled out bags small enough for their bodies but big enough to carry letters, but he was sure with them carrying a small bag together it wouldn’t be too much of a problem, strength in numbers and all that stuff. Then, he assigned groups for each part of the Devildom that has residence. After that, he gave them the bags and told them specifically to put the mail in the mailboxes. He would be handling most packages but he did leave some lighter and not so fragile ones to the crows.  With all that done, he sent his crows out to do the job and took flight himself.  --- “Mammon.” He jumped suddenly at the sudden call of his name when he was in the living room. He looked up to see Lucifer, crossing his arms. The second eldest stood up, ready to babble on about reason why he didn’t go to the casino, which he didn’t, not until he was done delivering mail and packages. “I heard from Diavolo that every package and mail you delivered had arrived to their residence. Good job.” Mammon stood in shock as Lucifer ruffled with his younger brother’s hair with a proud smile. “I’ll give you your reward after dinner, so you don’t spend it all.” With that, Lucifer walked off, leaving Mammon with his mouth agape. His mind was buzzing, he felt like his legs were going to buckle, so he flopped back down on the couch. --Bonus-- “See? I told you Mammon would be able to do it!” Diavolo let out his signature laugh as he sipped the tea Barbatos poured. “Honestly, I had no doubt in my mind that he wouldn’t be able to.” Lucifer chuckled, bringing the teacup to his lips while he did so.

kiss kiss fall in love

getting ready for ockissweek >:3

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Title: I'm Coming With You Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence Word Count: 25176 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Barbara "Barb" Holland & Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington & Barbara "Barb" Holland Tags: Quests, Greek Myths, Orpheus and Eurydice, Sisyphus - Freeform, Pandora - Freeform, Angst with a Happy Ending, Or at least that's what it's supposed to be, it's actually, Light Angst, Happy Ending, First Kiss, I'm not killing off characters I'm actively bringing them back to life, No Beta We Resurrect Like Them Summary: For years people in Hawkins warned Eddie that he was headed straight for Hell, so you could have knocked him over with a feather when he opened his eyes after dying in that hellscape they called the Upside Down only to be told he was in Elysium. An afterlife spent with warriors who love the thrill of a good fight really isn’t for him though, so when Persephone Herself comes to offer him the boon She owes him it only makes his decision to save his crush that much easier to make.

Steve told him not to be a hero, but how is Eddie supposed to resist the call when he’s in paradise and Steve’s obviously not.After all the horrors they’ve faced, this is all that’s left.

His trip down to the depths of Hades and then back up to the Land of the Living isn’t just a journey, it’s a quest.

Excerpt: “Are you sure you want to do this?” Steve asks, giving them both worried looks. “You know you don’t have to. I might not be dead yet, but everyone dies eventually. It’s not like it could be that bad, right?”

His joke falls flat as his voice shakes a little.Tugging at their joined hands, Eddie squeezes his fingers.

(Take it easy, take it slow, and don’t let him go. REO is really more of Uncle Wayne’s speed than Eddie’s, but the song just won’t leave him alone. He isn’t even mad about it at this point. After a week of too noisy or too loud, the song looping in his head is hitting that sweet spot in between.)

“You know I can’t do that, Stevie. Especially not after you went through all this trouble just to get my body out of here.” The guy pulls action hero level stunts and then expects nothing in return. Eddie stifles a snort as it likely wouldn’t go over well here. It’s just strange how the King of Hawkin’s High simply needed to lose his throne and crown to become an actual fucking prince. “I’m getting you out of here and no boulder’s going to stop me.”

Steve still looks worried, but his hand tightens around Eddie’s in a way that makes his own smile brighten. When Steve turns to try and talk Barbie out of it, Eddie can’t stop his bark of laughter as they both realize she’s way ahead of them.

Literally.

“Come on, slow pokes!” She calls from the edge of the opening, waving them down with a smile. Somewhere between Steve’s apologies and his story, she thawed that last little bit in his direction. “You can flirt on the way!”

And now he wishes she was still freezing Steve out because goddamnit Barb!

Flushing, Eddie can’t help the guilty glance he throws Steve’s way. It nearly turns to a drawn out stare when he sees a bit of pink on that tan skin. Thankfully, Steve tugs him forward before he can realize Eddie’s literally dumbstruck at the idea that Steve might actually like him back.

“I think she’s serious.”

“I sure hope so.” Eddie mutters to himself. When Steve looks back confused, he just gives him his widest smile.

(Will it hurt them both if he’s right? Yes. Is Eddie going to try and enjoy the hell out of it while it lasts anyway? Also yes. Holy shit, that spark of hope flares up so bright in the backdraft of Steve’s flustered blush.)