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alexahndar · 3 months
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@unbound-tales asked: [ 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩 ] : receiver finds the sender trapped and unable to escape [from Henry, for Alex]
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   Fear lodged itself inside Alex’s throat when he finally found Henry. They’d separated them, after the emails had leaked they’d been forced apart and Alex hadn’t been allowed to see Henry. He hadn’t heard from him in weeks either and now … well, now here he was, locked in a gilded cage, as it were. The irony of it, because the bars were quite gold and the room was an unfamiliar one to Alex. He’d only managed to get here because of Shaan, who had been doing everything he could himself to get Henry out, to no avail.
   “My mom has people coming,” Alex said, fingers curled around the bars. Let Henry’s people try to stop his mother, Alex thought. If they didn’t want an international scandal on their hands, they would let Ellen and Alex take Henry away to safety. “We’re going to get you out of there. I promise.”
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thebirdandhersong · 3 months
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sometimes (very often) I just sit there like ?????????
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teecupangel · 1 year
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I have this idea that might interest you:
Desmond gets reborn as Shaun's twin: a normal family, modern(ish) comforts, a good friend for a brother, what's not to like, right? And sure, sometimes weird things happen, like when he got so angry he melted the fork he held... he'll just chalk it up to the Isu nonsense, okay?
Only he can't.
Because he's eleven.
There is a letter.
And a professor.
With a wand.
Is this... what the hell... is he in Harry Potter!?! (Yes, Desmond. Yes, you are.)
If I'm counting right, Desmond's first DADA teacher would be Umbridge. Second's Snape. And then all the hell comes loose.
(related crossover headcanon that might come in handy: "modern tech is pretty much copied from the Isu tech" × "magic interferes with modern technology" + "religions are based around Isus" × "witchcraft is considered sinful across cultures" = magic is human domain and fundamentaly anti-isu)
Okay, so if Desmond was reborn, Imma assume that we’re going for the Yew Branches rules of rebirth where Desmond remembers his past life and has the skills of his Bleeds (but with foggy memories and shackled by the limitation of his young body) so in this scenario, he’d definitely be the chill twin and the one who always makes sure Shaun doesn’t get into fights because of his tongue and doesn’t stay too long thinking of the weirdest strangest things that would later become the foundation of his conspiracies.
He’d also be more inclined to join Shaun in reading and maybe Shaun’s interest in history would only be propelled by his twin’s own interest.
So it would be a surprise when they hear that Desmond is the younger twin because he’s pretty much Shaun’s minder and their parents are ever so grateful.
Also… the whole “is he in Harry Potter!?!” sounds so much like he knows about Harry Potter which means Harry Potter was a book series in his world.
And this means…
We finally have a “Desmond is the ultimate isekai protagonist” fic idea where Desmond ends up in one of the most commonly used setting in isekais!
The “I got transported into this book I read” setting!
There is a problem though…
Shaun is born on 16 November 1985 (he’s 2 years older than Desmond) so Desmond would have received his letter late 1996 which would mean he’d have to enroll the following year for this to work. BUT 1997 is already Deathly Hallows which means…
He’d be enrolled in Hogwarts during the time the Death Eaters have it under their control as Snape as the headmaster.
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Magic being fundamentally anti-Isu would mean that Desmond, having high Isu genes, would have a harder time with his magic. This might even get him the nickname of being a failure or a testament to how weak ‘mudbloods’ are.
On the other hand, Desmond’s inability to control magic is because he’s trying to control it the way humans do. Considering Hecate is the goddess of magic and she was an Isu, this could mean that even if magic is fundamentally anti-Isu and of human domain, an Isu can still do magic. And Desmond, being human but Isu-touched, means he must control magic the way Isus do.
This means that Desmond would have an easier time controlling magic wandlessly and wordlessly. It’s all about intent and desire.
Let’s say humans do magic by asking permission, by requesting help from magic itself (metaphorically). Isus do magic by demanding it, by ordering its submission, and doing their will. Isu tech like the Pieces of Eden readily do what Desmond orders because they see Desmond as an Isu but magic sees Desmond as an Isu and does not wish to help so Desmond must demand its submission (which would be funny because this is Desmond)
This also means that magic hurts Desmond more than a normal human and healing spells stings (like pouring vinegar with salt into an open wound) so… don’t get hit, Desmond.
If you want to go down the OP isekai protagonist route, we can also add in that because Desmond orders magic to do his bidding, with enough focus (and maybe a lot of irritation), he could hijack the spells of others. Mostly, he could make the spell go in a different direction or dispel it completely.
And to make Desmond’s life much, much more harder, Desmond didn’t read the books. He watched the movies so he’d be surprised when the characters don’t look like their actors or if the events don’t line up with what he remembers.
This will end up with Desmond making his own Brotherhood made of people who are not ‘satisfied’ with the status quo of Hogwarts. Hell, by the end of it, Desmond would probably make a Magical Branch of the Brotherhood and work in the shadows.
Ngl, Desmond would probably see a lot of problems with the situation of the Wizarding World, not just because of Voldemort and the Death Eaters, but there’s something rotten at the very core of this magical world that wouldn’t sit well with Desmond.
This is a world where the Solar Flare won’t happen (most probably) and the reason for it might be because of magic, to be exact: the source of all magic that these magical folks could do, is a primordial ‘entity’ that blessed humans. It was too late to protect the world from the first Solar Flare but it successfully took out what causes the Solar Flare afterward.
Desmond’s Bleeds will confuse the sorting hat and he’d get to choose which house he’d like. He’d most definitely choose Hufflepuff because Gryffindor and Slytherin are too dangerous this year and Ravenclaw might give the idea that he was smart and he’s trying not to stand out.
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devotion-disorder · 7 months
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Are you still answering asks for Noel and Kuuya? Asking because I really want to see more of your boys. Also waiting for whenever you release those other yandere characters you're making👉👈
yes i am! (technically) its just that ive been pretty busy recently so I just...don't really have the time or energy to answer asks / draw something. I also struggle a lot with finding motivation to draw in general haha (bitter smile)
but i think i might have a bit more free time in a couple days so! let's hope I'll be able to do something by then lol
as for other yan characters that are still unfortunately trapped in my Brain Soup now.....i guess they'll be freed from soup jail as soon as I actually have time to draw their ref sheet LOL and their designs/ basic lore still needs a bit ironing out heeeouhghhh
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taralen · 2 months
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"My beautiful angel, I'm back home again to bother you once more. You know, I've been thinking a lot about our last conversation, but after going around in circles, I finally feel a little better. Without a doubt, I caught up and have been able to read your messages, but I see that you've been worried about me, and I apologize for not giving any signs of life. But there's something I want to ask you. After being tempted to take the call, which is, after all, my greatest fear, would you still love me knowing that I live far away from you? And that my soul may not be in tune with your world and inevitably be unaware of many things? Would you still love me despite that? Tell me, my little angel, how far can your love for someone as insignificant as me go? Because mine has crossed rivers, lakes, and mountains just to send you this little message, which, despite wanting to make it shorter, ends up being too long for its purpose."
LOVE LETTER #12
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isleprince · 3 months
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@redhead-reporter asked: 💍
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   When Gabriel woke up with a ring on his finger and a headache that he was currently scolding himself for, he knew that he had done the most cliche of all cliche things. At least, given the woman in bed with him was anything to go by, he could make a guess. This, he thought, was not something that he was going to post on social media because he very much doubted that she would want to be married to a prince. And what was her name anyway. Jane, something? He had vague memories of last night, but that’s just it, they were vague and all in a haze.
   Ah well, they would have to sort this out either way. Thankfully he wasn’t at home though, because he was sure to get even more of a scolding from his father and mother both if they found out, regardless of the fact that he was an adult. He still had a family image to uphold, not that he had been regarding that well here, clearly.
   Wondering if room service could bring up some over the counter meds, Gabe reached over and made the phone call, quiet so that he didn’t disturb her. Deciding to be extra polite, he ordered her, them both really, some breakfast as well. Once the call was over, Gabriel shifted out of bed quietly, being sure to keep her covered in the process to give her privacy as he went about finding his clothes to get dress. They’d clearly made a right mess of themselves last night and he wondered exactly how much he’d drunk to end up in this situation. He was finally fully dressed when he heard shifting noises. She was awake. And just in time too, because room service arrived. Gabe opened the door a little, taking the tray and thanking them, making a mental note to leave an extra tip when they checked out.
   “I hope you’re hungry. And I’ve got some meds if you want to take them for that headache I’m sure you have if you’re anything like me,” Gabriel said, keeping his voice low because he knew for himself loud noises didn’t feel too good right now.
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waehles · 4 months
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@resignedworkaholics said: they will kill you if they get the chance. - Spy stuff~
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   It wasn’t that Henry didn’t believe him, it was that, it was more that he knew how too real it was. He was too soft for the lot of them, too different. And because he didn’t always follow too closely to the rules, they’d one day realize how true that ones and just end it all for him. “Trust me, I know,” Henry said as he ran a hand through his hair, a soft sigh escaping his mouth. He wondered if his dad had known, it was probably why he’d assigned Shaan to him. “Do you have any suggestions for what I do about it?”
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loyalimmortal · 3 months
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@infernaliscor said: "They say the dead don't rest without a marker of some kind."
Putrefaction: The process by which organic material decays, breaking down in order to nurture the next stage of an endless cycle. It's a natural thing, but that doesn't mean it's a pleasant thing.
A miasma of rot fills the already stifling air. He'd noticed it earlier, standing at the tunnel's gaping maw. It had been bearable then, likely imperceptible to the average person, but now, far past the throat and into the belly of these caverns, it's enough to make the old servant feel rather sick. These mines have become a tomb and something is rotting within it.
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Silas tightens the nervous grip he holds on his torch. He's tense, and visibly so. Being down here, so far away from light, fresh air, and life, it makes him feel as uneasy as the putrid smell permeating the air. Still, despite his unease, he finds the strength to ramble, as he so often does.
"There's an old adage I'm reminded of; 'You ought not to fear the dead, but the living.' The meaning is rather obvious, isn't it? You needn't worry about a ghost getting you in the dark, but your fellow man. But something tells me that whoever came up with that never had the misfortune of coming across an undead abomination."
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caelcstis · 1 month
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❛ i'm sorry, what was that? i can’t hear you over all that noise you’re making. ❜ (from Minsung to Jupe)
more smut. // @r3dblccd currently accepting.
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so maybe telling minsung that he had some toys was a mistake, at least for how much of a brat he was.
the vibrations between his legs and minsung slamming his hips into him had jupiter's head humming at the same speed. his voice was hoarse and he was losing it the longer minsung kept that damned thing pressed against him. like the testosterone didn't already have his libido boosted like crazy and had him acting like a horny teenager on the occasion, minsung had to keep teasing him. pulling out so painstakingly slow, just to slam his hips back into him, plunging as far as jupiter could take him.
"i can't... i can't keep cumming...!"
he didn't even bother trying to reach for the toy pressed against his clitoris, every time he had, minsung was shoving his hands away and going so far as to pin him down with his free hand and his body weight. he went to grab for minsung's arms instead, hands trembling as he tried to hold onto him. painted nails dug their way into his flesh and jupiter couldn't help the choked whimper that made its way out of his lips. "p-please min... please take it away...!"
he couldn't take it anymore, the constant orgasms between the toy and minsung being buried so deep between his legs. he didn't know if he was going to pass out, or make a mess, but he knew he couldn't take it anymore. he was tired, thirsty, and he just wanted to be held now. through his bleary eyes, tears still rolling the sides of his face and making their way to the pillows, jupiter pulled at minsung's arm.
"please? i just want you to hold me."
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bleeding-letters · 2 years
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Here's a prompt!
Hero and Villain are roommates in college, and act like American college students you'll see on the internet. Basically, they are Chaotic Neutral when at home and on campus and are pretty much best friends, however turn into Lawful Good and Lawful Evil as soon as they get to work, each just doing the hero/villain jobs as side hustles (that pay would definitely get them through college)
One day, the teams of both try to track the enemy team, and are throughly shocked to find the two laughing and hanging out vs. basically at eachothers throats like they are at work.
Bonus points if Hero and Villain spot the teams spying on them, and decide to make out infront of them because why not?
Sorry if it's too specific or doesn't make sense!
-LT
To the Letter of the Law
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They were being watched.
Hero tried to keep their walk at what could be considered a normal pace as they made their way back to their table. They kept their eyes steadily fast on their coffee, trying not to look at the group stalking their roommate, Villain, from across the coffee shop. And when they came to the table and pulled out their chair, Villain’s eyes shot up, analyzing who was there before realizing it was Hero, and going back to their phone.
“You’re being watched.” The criminal raised a brow, but didn’t make eye contact, continuing to type away on their phone. So, Hero contiued. “I think it’s my team. I can definitely make out Superhero, Teammate, and Leader, but I can’t say for sure on the other one.” Three of the four people were wearing poorly thought out disguises, the fourth wearing a hoodie that was shadowing a good portion of their face. Villain nodded slowly as Hero sat down.
“Supervillain has been watching you.”
“What?”
“Don’t look,” They ordered sharply. “Look at me, and think. Why are they after us, and how do we lose them?”
And idea popped into Hero’s head and they smiled, one of those dangerous, spontaneous things. It was one of those smiles that came with an idea that was often crazy- chaotic- some would say. It often ended with something wild or bordering illegal. “I know how we can get them to stop following us~”
Villain looked up. Hero had their attention. Good. Now to put that acting minor to the test.
“But, before I tell you I need your opinion on something. I was thinking about going to work a few hours early today, what do you think?”
“So early in the evening? You must be crazy.” Villain was confused yes, but it was all part of Hero’s plan.
“I was thinking if I start my shift early I could be back to the dorms earlier, and then we could study for that big test coming up.”
“Yeah, that’s a goo- wait, what test?!”
“The one on Thursday? Ya’know, the one worth ten percent of our trimester grade?”
All color drained from Villain’s face, eyes nothing but pure unadulterated fear. “Y-You’re kidding, right? Hero, tell me your joking.”
Hero changed their face to mirror Villain’s. They whispered. “You didn’t study either?”
Villain shot out of their seat in an instant, grabbing their coffee and Hero’s hand before rushing across the courtyard.
“Forget our jobs, we aren’t failing that test. Come on.”
“What about-“
“I am not. Failing. That. Test. Let’s go.”
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Where were they going?
Supervillain watched their target as they were dragged out of the cafe and out of sight. They didn’t get up right away, but watched as four people rose from a corner booth and followed them out. Three of them wore woefully horrid disguises, fake mustaches and one a goatee, wearing matching trench coats to go with it.
The fourth, noticeably shorter than the rest, wore plainclothes with a hood that covered part of their head. They trailed behind the three quietly, searching for watching eyes. Their eyes locked for the briefest of moments, before the other turned away. That one, at least, acted like a teenager. Afraid of eye contact.
Supervillain trailed the oblivious group across the courtyard and through the streets, until they came to a stop outside an apartment structure. They stayed a small distance away, even as the disguises came off. Leader, Superhero, and Teammate…their identities didn’t really surprise Supervillain. The teen must have been Sidekick then. The group must have been watching Hero too. Or perhaps, were they watching Villain? It didn’t matter. They were still going to do their job. If they could just- Hold on, what?
The heroes really brought binoculars? What was this, a tv show stakeout? Oh come on, how stupid could these heroes be? Alright, it was time to intervene.
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“-both law students, I never would have guessed.” Leader mumbled under their breath as they looked over the files.
“I would have,” a new voice cut in. Leader turned to see Supervillain strolling up to them. “It’s an obvious answer, is it not? They both follow the rules, even if Villain has an… interesting way of doing it, wouldn’t you agree?” The supervillain continued speaking, but Leader wasn’t listening. Of all all the people-
“Leader, you um, might want to take a look at this…” The binoculars were handed to them.
“Are they…?”
“Yup.”
It wasn’t just that they were kissing, or that they were both shirtless. It wasn’t that one of them was pinned to a wall, or that the same one was blushing a deep red. It was the gesture they were making, pointed in the group’s direction. They knew. They both knew. But how did they know?
The kid huffed out a laugh beside Leader. Wait.
“Sidekick!” Three hands flew to cover the kids’ eyes, but it was far too late. “Alright, I think it’s time to go.”
“Well then,” the supervillain cleared their throat and stood, failing to hide the redness of their face. “I think today has been eventful. See you guys next week.”
It was safe to say both parties were off campus within 10 minutes.
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alexahndar · 3 months
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theagcd : you demanded, here he is. boyfriend of the year. hands off, manny is mine.
send a 📸 to see 3-5 pictures that my muse has/has taken of your muse(s) / @wcntedmore
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magicalshe · 11 months
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the mun would lay down before Lilim.
step on me.
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⚸ ───── ❝ You want little ol' me~? How could I possibly refuse when you ask so obediently, ❞ Lilim cooed placing her foot in the center of Ren's chest pressing down firmly. ❝ Can you do any other tricks? Oh! I know something you can do for me... Bark. Bark like a good little puppy for me, Ren. ❞
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kimsuyeon · 7 months
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drop some names of people good at gfx! please?
@seulggi !! i just recently became moots with them but they're incredible. i'm afraid i don't actually know many, since the majority of ccs tend to be gifmakers (at least, the ones i follow), but i admire gfx makers and their talent for composition and organization so much. it takes a ton of effort for just one panel. that post was general admiration spawned from looking at mina's blog and edits KJHD
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sarahreadsfic · 1 year
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Oh my goodness I just read your tags on that little thing I wrote and thank you!!! Like seriously, thank you 💜
nooo thank YOU for your lovely writing!! that letter had me giggling and kicking my feet fr, it was so sweet and i could so vividly imagine him sitting there writing it in that soft warm lantern light, you know? starting it out with the fondest smile on his face until the thought of “We’d barely have time for each other” is on the page before he even realizes it </3 his smile fading and ears drooping slightly while he sighs, hesitating before penning the next line; shaking his head and internally scolding himself for bringing the mood of his letter down and pivoting to another subject, huffing in amusement at his own jealousy over the “made up scenario”. carefully reading over his letter and grinning as he thinks of something and quickly adds the postscript--
OKAY SORRY I DIDN’T MEAN TO WRITE A WHOLE FIC FOR THIS LETTER IT’S JUST SO PERFECT I LOVE IT AND I’LL BE REREADING IT FOR COMFORT LIKE EVERY DAY SO THANK YOU
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jiminrings · 1 year
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Hi i just wanna tell u that doing a sneak peek is totally the way to go bc personally i subscribed to ur patreon bc of the cliche previews and I'm loving every single one of them😭😭
THANK YEWWWWWW IM SO GLAD U LOVE THEM LOVE U
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isleprince · 2 months
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@lcve0n asked: 🍴 Muse A and Muse B go on an outdoorsy picnic date for Valentine's, and it's a beautiful day. / manny
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   The whole thing had really started out as an idea on both of their parts. Gabriel had heard Emanuel mention how much he wanted to go on a picnic and thus, the plan took action. Valentine’s day was even better. So he took Manny’s hand and guided him to the nearest state park, where he’d already had everything set up and arranged, mostly by himself but the rest with a little help. The picnic spread was lovely, a checkered blanket and everything and the basket was full of local goodies that he’d ordered throughout town. The candles might be a bit much, but as it was starting to become twilight, he didn’t think that it was that big of a deal. “Please, have a seat,” Gabriel said, gesturing to the plush but firm enough pillows laid out for them to lean against. What was even better, he’d managed to make sure that this area wouldn’t be disturbed, it helped that he had guard nearby to make sure that happened. Then again, they would have done so without him needing to even ask it. Gabe took a seat next and asked, “Well, what do you think?”
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