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Helloooo hope u r doing good!
I'm at school rn and I just JUST finished reading We’re Running Out of Hope and Time. I'm sorry if this is a bit awkward cause the fic is pretty old by now but idc because I'm so glad I found it, honestly it's one of the best readings I ever enjoyed. I swear I absolutely loved every word of it and the entire au. It and BJ Deetz will live in my head and my heart rent free for months, I can assure you. It made me cry it made me laugh it made my mind explode and I can only say thank you, and so I wanted to show you these doodles I made just now of the last few chapters and something else because RAAAAHHH I LOVE THIS AU.
Anyway thank u for reading and yeah I hope u have a lovely rest of your day :3
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i love these!!!! thanks for taking the time to say something, its very cool to know ppl are still reading that story..!
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crystallizedtwilight · 3 months
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Flashy treasure is waiting for me!
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triona-tribblescore · 3 months
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Quiet Moments
(sat here thinking about how nice Husk's head scratches would feel TT <3 )
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lomlompurim · 6 months
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What if instead of waking up in the mushroom body, sqq woke up in a doll.
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Something something while lbh was away in the abyss, sqq without noticing offended a misterious (demonic-succubi-esque???) cultivator with a weird thing for making dolls. She had dolls all over her secret workshop that she very kindly let him into when she heard about the famous Xiu Ya sword being in the city.
What she wanted of him? Who knows, sqq couldn't bring himself to care. She probably wanted his money or try to steal his hair, the hair of those dolls seemed very much like real hair, although he had to admit the level of details on these dolls were amazing.
(she wanted to trick him into buying one of her cursed dolls and steal his life energy little by little, but got wifebeamed by widow sqq during their conversation about how talented she was to be able to make so many dolls, and without really understanding he rejected her with little to no emotion on his face)
So she cursed him, and since sqq didn't feel anything bad at the moment he thought it just didn't work and left, not sparing the curse a single thought after their encounter.
The rest of the story goes as usual, excep that after he self detonates his soul doesn't go into the mushroom body, instead it got directly into the shape of a doll in the workshop of this woman.
His first thought is thinking someone snitched the mushroom body bc wtf wasn't he supposed to wake up under the dirt??? Why this place smells slightly familiar? Like paint and humidity and floral perfumes?? and why everything looks fucking giganourmus?!?! A teapot should NOT look that big from his position....Oh no, did the mushroom body turned out as small as a squirrel? WhAT is happening?!
And then he looks at his arms and legs, and he has joints. White paper skin with joints in his wrists, elbows, torso, waist, knees, feet. And he panics, a lot.
The woman who cursed him starts monologuing about how she trapped him now, and you are mine, I made this doll specially for you master shen, this is my revenge for your insolence to leave me yada yada- Sqq stoped listening a while ago.
Somehow he manages to escape from this woman and now he is roaming around as the size of some apples. Everything is huge. Everything is dangerous, even the grasshopers! And this body is fragile! He can't feel heat nor cold, neither hunger or other things, but he is useless with no spiritual veins inside, and if someone is not looking carefully, they might crush him. And the way back to cq is gonna be a hell of a trip! But he needs airplane to fix this. He can't stay as a doll forever! He needs a mushroom body and then fly into the sunset far from this mess! Adiós! Goodbye! So his new plan is to infiltrate into cang qiong, look for that rat and disappear. Sneaking into some disciple's pouch must be enough to break in.
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Something something it only had passed a few months since lbh stole sqq's body and everything is still very fresh. CQ mountain is a hot mess. Sqh frankly needs to lay down and take a nap. Lqg keeps figthing with Lbh practially every day and coming back beaten bloody, he has his king pestering him and a lot of paperwork to do, Lbh is a pain in the ass, Yqy is really close to snap and start a war with HHP, and he knows nothing about his bro. So yeah. Such a great time to be alive.
The mushroom bodies should had been ready, right? He must be alright...Yeah. He has enough already to keep him busy. Cucumber bro is gonna come out and stumble across at any moment. No one would bat an eye if he takes a nap, right? He deserves it. He is overworked enough for another lifetime, his head hurts, his bones hurt everywhere, a short nap should be fine...
Until he feels something small tugging his robes and a cold tiny finger poking his eyelids. But he doesn't want to. He is very comfortable on the floor of his office. Whatever bird decided to pick a fight with his face can keep trying.
"AIRPLANE, WAKE UP, YOU HACK! I NEED YOU TO FIX THIS! WHY IS A WITCH WITH ANACHRONISTIC HAUNTED DOLLS IN THIS NOVEL? THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!"
That voice. That fucking annoying voice was of just one person and one person only. He opened his eyes, looking for the source of the unmistakable voice of his No1 hater, but he came across with a pretty porcelain doll. With a very ugly sneer in it's face.
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"W-Wha-?...Bro-?!"
"Fucking finally! Why are you sleeping on the floor in your ofice?! I was looking around your bedroom like an idiot! Do you know how close I was to falling from your window?!"
-TBC-
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agentc0rn · 9 months
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🏮🎭🏮 OGERPON LORE COMIC 🏮🎭🏮
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I was always happy to be at your side. All was well, even when we concealed our faces to blend in with the village. Yet fate did us no favor, as though the severance of our ties was predestined. I wish, oh how I so wish, I had known to aid you at that time. You knew how much those masks meant to me, and gave your life for them. Now this mask is all I have left of you, imbued with old memories. I'm sorry that I turned that mask into a fearful object.
Please grant me strength, so that I can be more than who I am that they see as.
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knorrentitiez · 1 year
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I DID A SMTH-
I would like to share - my beautiful au...
Overboard AU!
Here is the first batch of design concepts.
Sea General Howdy Pillar
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Cartographer and Scholar Frank Frankly
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AND NONE OTHER THAN
Captain Wally Darling
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I'll be posting the rest of the gang and some info soon. For now...
Welcome aboard, neighbour...
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bunabi · 1 year
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Happy almost-not-quite new year!
Here’s the last Clip Studio brushes of the year.
Enjoy one final look at this long ass list of brushes I made for 2022 before I start a clean slate in 2023:
Auto Action Pack (Clip Studio) | Thanks Given Brush Set (Support Only) | Simple & Intricate Decoration Brushes | Retro Shape Stamps [Photoshop] | +Extra Decorative Halo Brushes (Support Only) | Decorative Halo Brushes | Textured Ink Brushes (Photoshop)  |  Easy Stylized Hair Brush (Support Only) |  Miscellaneous Mix Set    |  Spilled Ink Brush Set | Super 90s Carpet Brushes  |  Even More Decoration Brushes  |  Some More Repeating Patterns   | Ornate Decoration Brush Drop  |  Netting and Lines | Lip & Hair Gloss | Glitter & Sparkles | Destiny Brush Pack | Valentine’s Frame Set | Candy Coated Brush Drop | Bloody Throne Pack | Magic & Daggers Set | Tarot Pack Brushes (October Update) | Elfy Card Set | Big Ol’ Card Asset Drop | All Those Brushes  
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prydon · 7 months
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Juno Steel and the Things We Buried [get it here!]
I think there's a kind of fear that always comes with being in love. When letting someone else hold so much of you all at once. They could let you fall at any second if they wanted to. So how the hell do you get over that fear? Trust that they won't let you go, that they will hold you up, the same way that you hold them? And then I thought about a hotel on Mars a long time ago. A place where, to be honest, I let Nureyev fall. No wonder he was scared, no wonder I was too. But how the hell are we supposed to get past that?
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elitadream · 4 months
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A welcome back surprise. We missed you ✨
OMG???
I AM SCREAMING!!!!!
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oh-biwan · 1 month
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Touch my lungs, take my breath
Inspired by @predator-padawan's pleasure, little treasure 🖤 The thought of using the Force to touch the insides, the utter invasion, nowhere to recoil from it, and instead just taking it... this fucked with my brain on so many levels and snugly rooted itself in a dark corner of my mind.
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Ok i literally have not used tumblr since I was 12 (hence the very outdated blog), but I read your BJ Deetz AU over the course of a few days and it was SO SO GOOD, So I drew a little something from it. The fic may have ripped my bleeding heart from my ribcage and threw it on the ground but it was worth it
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thank you so much!!!! this is such a cool piece, thank u for taking the time to make something and for sharing it... it seriously means the world to me ; v ;
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sleeplessdreamer14 · 8 months
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we’ll be alright ִ ࣪ ✦˚ drabble
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request: no
fandom: treasure planet (2002)
relationship: jim hawkins x gn! reader
summary: You have a touching moment with your boyfriend.
contains: established relationship, fluff, hugs, tears, kiss at the end, short dialogue, no reader pronouns, second person POV, very sappy
a/n: this is set post voyage, and was inspired by Fine Line
Resting his head on your shoulder, Jim takes a slow deep breath as he relaxes against you. You feel his shoulders shake a little as he lets out a soft chuckle under his breath. His hands wrap around your middle and he pulls you in closer, locking you in a wholehearted embrace as if this was the last time he ever would. He’s so close that you can almost feel the subtle beat of his heart against your chest.
You can tell by the way that he buries his face into your shoulder and takes a slow deep breath that he’s on the brink of crying. Tears of your own begin to well up in your eyes as you return the gesture, wrapping your arms around him and giving him a gentle squeeze as you lean your head on him.
It’s perfect. As if you were made to hold each other, fitting in each other’s arms like lock and key. Part of you wanted to spend the rest of forever here.
Just as the thought crosses your mind, you hear a muffled sniff come from Jim as he begins to raise his head and slowly pull back. Not completely, just enough so you can look at him.
“It’s gonna be okay,” Jim says softly, reaching down and taking one of your hands in his. As he presses the back of your hand to his lips, you can’t help but let out a tearful giggle. Deep down, you know he’s partially telling himself that.
You know Jim loves you, and he knows you love him too. But he has confided in you about his anxieties and fears before, that something would happen out of your control, that would take one of you away from the other, or that you might wind up falling apart the way his parents did. A dozen and a half different ways your relationship could go wrong.
But now, those fears seem to have washed away with the tide, and in their place was a newfound courage in himself as he holds your hand against his chest and leans in closer so his forehead touches your own.
“We’ll be alright.” Jim whispers, as certain of that as the sunrise, tears rolling down his cheeks as he leans in closer until pressing his lips against yours.
Jim isn’t sure what he could have done to deserve this, but dammit if he isn’t grateful for it. And now, all he wants it to be close to the light that is you, to feel the loving warmth of your soul in the simplest of gestures. And now, he has the faith in himself to do this right.
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bananonbinary · 29 days
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i love websites like freecycle so much i love communities coming together to fight against corporate and consumer waste
i just got a free printer that woulda been like 200 bucks new, along with some advice on how to keep it off the network so hp doesnt lock it down if we dont buy their stupid ink. genuinely, the goodness of everyday people makes me so so happy
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spookybeandoodle · 3 months
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Because I’m trash, one of my own head canons I have is that Alexis was one of the “friends” Treasure had and was at the club that night and when Porter says “You’re friends suck” it was a double meaning. Also imagine Alexis listening and being in the corner of the bar like-
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And Porter just being like
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Anyways thanks for coming to my ted talk
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I giggled at this thought so have it as well
Sagau + legacy who tends to hijack Childe at his whims = playable abyss moth :D
oh goodness i was not in a good mood but this made me feel much better thank you
it's a glitch, it has to be a glitch, there's no other explanation for it! you've scoured the internet, watched countless videos, even uninstalled and reinstalled the game multiple times- but nothing could explain why, out of all characters, Foul Legacy had spontaneously become playable and was currently sitting in your party, exactly where your Childe should be. to his credit, he was INCREDIBLY strong, easily sweeping any bosses and enemies you met along the way, but the fact remains that he's not a playable character in the first place! you're worried that your game is being hacked in some way, but when nothing else happens for a few days, well... you can't deny that it was kind of fun to have a character no one else had, and you've always been fond of Childe's Foul Legacy form- you refuse to admit to spending at least half an hour just watching him on screen gushing about how cute he was (he even has his own idle animations!!)
on his end, in the digital world of Teyvat, Foul Legacy is absolutely thrilled that you haven't reacted too badly to his presence- he feared you would hate him for occasionally using Childe's place for himself- he always gives it back afterwards, he promises! Legacy works hard to destroy any enemies in your path, silently trilling in happiness whenever you compliment him. since he's not much in the way of words, he curls up into a comfy Abyss moth ball if you ever put him in your teapot instead of simply standing there, perking up and fluttering his wings when you approach him. and as he promised, he ALWAYS gives Childe back his body at the end of the day- the Harbinger's a little confused and disoriented, but you always greet him enthusiastically when you log in the next day, so he's not really complaining
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fullmoonfireball · 7 months
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actually. Louie poisoning himself compilation. there isn't as much as i thought there was but it's fun to read regardless
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+ bonus olimar cringe bc he's not immune to eating the planet either:
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