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lowkeyanakin · 11 months
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thinking about togruta!anakin and how fucked up that would make things, canon-wise. like,,,,togrutas have unique markings (or so i like to believe) on their lekku, montrals and faces. even after getting burnt to a crisp, im guessing anakin's would still be somewhat recognizeable (or if they weren't you would still be able to tell that vader was not human)
people would be able to tell that's him under the mask, eventually, because what are the fucking chances? and it wouldn't be wise for him to completely cover them with armour because good luck with hearing and sensing stuff.
but, most importantly, luke and leia would know they're somewhat related because honestly,,,,two half human-half togruta young adults around the same age who happen to have identical face markings and very similar lekku/montrals? there arent many explanations lol
and luke, noticing swirls he knows like the back of his hand beneath vader's charred skin? he would know.
i'd totally love to expand on this one day, especially on the additional damage made by lava to anakin's nervous system contained in his montrals lololol
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cowboythewizard726 · 2 months
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THE TOUDEN SIBLINGS, THE TOUDEN SIBLINGS!!!!1!!!11!!!!!2!1!!! REJOICE REJOICE EVERYONE GATHER AROUND THE TOUDEN SIBLINGS OH HEAVENLY TOUDEN SIBLINGS!!!!!!1!!!!!!1!!!!11!!
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TOUDENS TOUDENS TOUDENS!!!!!!! YEAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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linkedin-offficial · 5 months
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kitty colony au anybody?
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ghost-qwq · 20 days
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something something they're all bisexual or whatver
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unbfacts · 1 year
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asteracaea · 1 year
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jayholdenworld · 3 months
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Yuki's Thoughts (Sneak Peek 3 of a Future Fic)
I'll Be Safe In Your Sound ('til I Come Back Around) by Raven_TheDeathGod
(●▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬๑۩۩๑▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬●)
-What do you want to do, Yuki?
The Japanese turned around to see Oscar kneeled beside him. The Omega was not used to seeing an Alpha as caring for all Omegas’ lives like Oscar. Yes, Pierre was an amazing Alpha, always making him feel loved and cared for. But Oscar made him, and many other Omegas, feel comfortable and safe. He was a safe space for them.
He had this attitude of “I don’t care about anything, and I’m always chill about everything”. But he was the most caring Alpha Yuki had ever met. He looked at any Omega like they deserved only the greatest things in life. He remembered them about their worth and how they were the owners of their own destinies. That was something easy to forget in this sport, so the Asian boy really appreciated him for that.
And now, with this hectic situation, it was not different. Oscar was kneeling so Yuki’s Omega knew that this Alpha was not trying to impose anything, he was not commanding anything. The Alpha was questioning Yuki with genuine interest and curiosity, because he cared about what he wanted.
Because it was Yuki and his Omega the ones that had to make that decision, not any Beta helping him with his career, not an Alpha that would treat him poorly because he lost a driver mid-season. It was his decision and the Alpha Leader wanted to remind him that.
Oh, how lucky would be the person Oscar decided to take as his mate. Having such a wonderful and caring Alpha all for them. Yuki was happy with his own mate, he would have rejected Pierre if he was not as perfect for Yuki as he was. But the Japanese guy knew, like everyone in this room, that Oscar was special in a way no other Alpha was.
Hopefully, Lando would open his eyes soon and leave his love for Carlos behind to see the man who was waiting for him.
Because Oscar deserved to live a love like the ones in the movies.
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signoraviolettavalery · 11 months
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Why is he the most beautiful man I've seen
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dreamofbecoming · 2 years
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this isn’t ready for ao3 yet bc i have more planned and i don’t want to make it chaptered, but i’m actually quite pleased with how this turned out, so please enjoy this first taste of my banshee/siren hybrid jaskier story!
part 2
minor warning for gore
wc 745
now on ao3
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Jaskier knows the taste of death.
He tastes it more often than he’d like (which is to say, at all); every few towns or so, whenever he makes eye contact with the wrong person. An old woman putting out her washing, a young man in a tavern, puffed up and boasting while his fellows egg him on to show off, a girl with bruises on her arms and her eyes downcast, walking in the shadow of her husband. The sickly taste of rot will coat the back of his tongue and he’ll feel a Song rising in his throat.
He never Sings it.
He’s tasted the deaths of a hundred strangers, and while his heart breaks a little every time, he fights down the Song and swallows the rotten bile and turns away, knowing he has no power here. There is nothing he can do for them, now.
This time is different.
This time, the Song he can feel building in his chest isn’t for a stranger.
It’s for Geralt.
Something— breaks, inside him. The Song, which has always before felt like a living thing unto itself, separate from the man who hosts it, just waiting to be unleashed, expands to fill his lungs. For a moment, Jaskier chokes on the sudden absence of air, before his world narrows down to a single thought: No.
He feels the moment when the magic inside him changes, when the Song becomes a part of him instead of simply a parasite. For the first time since his failed training as a child, he lets it loose.
The first to fall is the bowman in the treeline, the one Jaskier saw but Geralt didn’t. Jaskier is too far away to see his face when his hands turn the crossbow on himself, but he can taste the moment when his body falls from his perch, leaving his fellows without cover.
Geralt has felled four of the remaining bandits, but three still encircle him, and Jaskier can see him slowing.
“A single thread
hangs limply down,
and I breathe,
‘Not now,
not now,’”
All three men pull back from their attack on Geralt in an instant. The witcher doesn’t stay his strike and cuts down the one immediately in front of him before whirling to stare at Jaskier in shock, but Jaskier can’t stop now. The Song isn’t finished. Geralt isn’t safe.
“And I find you all
unwoven,
trying desperately
to sew,”
The two bandits left take jerky steps towards each other, swords raised, eyes wild and terrified. The leader makes a low, despairing sound as his friend’s innards spill beneath his blade.
“And I know the kindest thing
is to leave you
alone.”
As the last man drags his own dagger across his throat, his eyes never leave Jaskier’s.
The magic cuts off abruptly, the Song finished with the death fulfilled. Not Geralt’s death, somehow, not anymore. He’s done what he swore he never would, he’s outed himself as a monster, but Geralt is still warm and breathing behind him, so it was worth it. Whatever fate he meets at his witcher’s hands, it was worth it.
Jaskier can taste nothing but decay and blood, and he doubles over, his stomach heaving painfully as he expels his breakfast.
He’s still hunched over the ground, coughing on the lingering taste of death while spots dance in his vision, when he hears Geralt come up behind him. His footsteps are more tentative than Jaskier is used to. Understandably cautious around an unknown threat, Jaskier thinks bitterly. He’d known it was coming, it’s what he expected, but it still chafes. Most of all, he just wishes he had more time. More time with Geralt, but just more time in general.
Still, he won’t die crouched in a puddle of his own vomit like some beast. Whatever his parentage, he has more dignity than that. He’ll meet Geralt’s silver sword standing tall, and it will still be a better death than he could have met if he’d stayed at home, like his sire had expected. Love doesn’t need to be spoken to be worth dying for, after all.
Except, the spots in his vision don’t fade when he stands, like he’d expected; in fact, they grow. He sways on his feet as the world tilts alarmingly. The last thing he sees before the world goes totally black is Geralt, hands empty of silver or steel, lunging to catch him, his eyes wide with concern.
“Jaskier!”
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ruthlesslistener · 6 months
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i fucking hate biomedicalizing anything about being trans because as much as i love understanding the world through a biological science perspective, the last thing that anyone needs is for there to be this quantifiable measurement on 'transness' out there for transphobes to get a hold of but at the same time. sometimes i look at myself- at how fucking sick i got when i was on estrogen and all the physical health problems i had before i went on testosterone and how they all seemed to have magically dissapeared as soon as i got on t- and i can't help but wonder if there's some genuine physical disconnect going on there. like i was physically wired to have a specifically masculine hormone balance and not having it once i hit puberty is why i was so physically fucked up even before i realized i was trans
idk, physiology is a complex mess of things and sex is a multi-tiered system affecting all parts of the body and multiple organ systems so its likely different for everyone bc of that (not even getting into social dynamics) but. the fact that i havent felt crushing fatigue and muscle weakness and unexplained bouts of nausea/gi issues and random bouts of muscle aching or sudden weight gain despite varying my diet and havent had the irregular debilitatingly painful periods or periods that literally never stopped once they started ever since i went on t is something that i cant help but think about
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jackrabbitart04 · 2 months
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UPDATED COMMISSIONS PRICES!!!
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buggbuzz · 9 months
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GUYS I GOT INTO A COLLEGE STUDENT RESEARCH PROGRAM!!
IM GONNA WORK ON A BIG EPIGENETICS PROJECT W/ MY PROFESSOR FOR A YEAR STRAIGHT!!
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IN CELEBRATION HERE IS ME IN THE NEW LABCOAT I JUST GOT!! i have wanted my own lab coat for over a decade
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only-one-brain-cell · 9 months
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Maeve at 2 am trying to figure out what her and Spencer’s child could look like.
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“Spencer what does your dad look like?”
“Um he has brown hair and brown eyes?”
“Ok so *points to chart* based on both of us having brown eyes plus your dad but your mom has blue eyes HOWEVER brown eyes are usually a dominant gene and blue eyes the recessive but- *Spencer picks up Maeve* “time for bed.”
“No Spence I was almost done!”
“You can finish your Punnett squares after you get some sleep.”
“But I’m almost done! There’s a 50 50 chance our child could be blond!”
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amber-tortoiseshell · 7 months
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what's your color headcanon for Shadowsight? I personally imagine him as a black smoke with ghost tabby
Thanks for the ask! 😸 However I have to start with this: right now i'm only at the last book of A Vision of Shadows. So for me Shadowsight is just a kit with some concerning visions, and i don't know much about him or his siblings. This means my opinions on the family can and probably will change when i get to know them better.
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I wrote Shadowkit into my family tree as blue blotched tabby. Blue can get very dark, so i think it passes the "dark grey" description, and I like that he isn't a perfect copy of the tigers but a "diluted" one.
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However I have to admit i like yours too! Dovewing is silver for me, so black smoke is perfectly within the possibilities of her and Tigerheart's litter, and it looks cool. I'd keep the blotched ghost pattern.
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sharkieboi · 1 year
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wait wait wait Mother Timothy Goose being an older gay man, also being transmasc and having had his and his husbands kid biologically…like omg my fucking heart 🥺💙😭
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x-masc-reader-galore · 4 months
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HELLO GAYBOYS. WELCOME TO MY HELL HOLE.
RQS CLOSED
I do x male readers fanfics. There’s too many x female readers.
So, with that, here is what:
I WILL DO:
Oc x Oc (if given the details on them)
Oc x Canon
x Male reader, of course.
I also will do x transmale readers, transmasc readers, non-binary readers, readers that use xenos.
Fluff , Angst , Headcanons
WHAT I WONT DO:
Nsfw. This includes gore.
Incest, Rape, Pedophilia, all of those things, big no no here.
x female readers
FANDOMS I WILL WRITE FOR
Hazbin Hotel , Helluva Boss
DSAF , FNAF
BATIM , BATDR
REPO , TADC
PORTAL , SMILE FOR ME
THE STANLEY PARABLE AND MORE!!! (ask)
My fanfic size ranges from big to small, and I usually write small. If you want a big big fanfic oneshot, specify that in the ask. It will take me a day or two to write it however!
start requesting everyone, you won’t regret it :3
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