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Guys this is Really Really Important….

Keep your Stick in your Pants….

Not all that Glitters is Gold….

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im sorry im sorry im sorry

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concept: story abt a mermaid and human meeting and the trope of the human scientist is flipped and the mermaid is an anthropologist that studies humans and they’re asking all these crazy questions and writing everything down like

“so what does a human’s diet consist of mainly?”

“uh,,everything I guess??”

“*furiously taking notes*”

and the mermaids have only sunken ships and human they’ve seen from afar to deduce what human culture is like and they’re so so far off like “my buddy Sira and I have a bet, is a Star Trek a kind of coliseum where humans fight eachother or is it another word for a basket???”

And the mermaid has them come back to their little meeting spot because “it’s for my research I swear!!” And they fall in love

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Inktober: UNOFFICIAL FANDOM EDITION

This is just a list that I made for myself to challenge myself as an artist. Feel free to use this list as an unofficial INKTOBER prompt list. These prompts are a little more involved, so if you don’t get to every single one, that’s fine. Heck, even if you only do a few, that’s fine. The whole point is to challenge yourself as an artist.

You could also use it as a writing prompt list if you aren’t a visual artist (although some of the prompts might not work as fics, so just do your best to make it work). You absolutely don’t have to stick to one fandom or one ship. Do what you want, this is your life! If you use this list, please tag “inktober fandom edition” and “inktober fandom edition: [name of fandom]” in the first five tags so that we can find you and see what you’ve done! October 1: Your current fandom obsession. October 2: Your OTP being cute. October 3: Your favorite character, doing something very in-character. October 4: Your favorite character, doing something very OUT of character and being sneaky about it. October 5: Your favorite villain. October 6: A secondary ship or side pairing you love. October 7: Your OTP, but as robots (if the characters are already robots, draw them as human). October 8: Your OTP, as children. October 9: Hurt/comfort. October 10: Harry Potter AU! (If you’re characters are in the Harry Potter universe, draw them in the muggle world). October 11: Your most persistent headcanon (include an explanation of your headcanon in the image description). October 12: The crossover AU no one knew they needed . October 13: The crossover AU that we absolutely DIDN’T need, EVER, but here it is, OH GOD WHY. October 14: A scene from your favorite canon ‘verse fanfic. Link the fanfic with the image. Tag the author if they are on tumblr. October 15: A scene from your favorite AU fanfic. Link the fanfic with the image. Tag the author if they are on tumblr. October 16: Your favorite dead character that you want to bring back. October 17: Your favorite fanfiction trope(s). October 18: Character of your choice revealing a part of themselves that they rarely show anyone else. October 19: Your OTP as mythical creatures (if characters are already mythical creatures, draw them as human). October 20: The character(s) of your choice, trick-or-treating. October 21: I can’t believe it’s not canon! October 22: I can’t believe it *IS* canon! October 23: Costume party! October 24: Crossover crackship pairing: Pick two characters from unrelated fandoms and pair them together. October 25: Best friends. October 26: Fandom swap part 1 (Literally just swap the characters in any two fandoms. For example, Sherlock characters are suddenly the main characters in the Supernatural universe). October 27: Fandom swap part 2 (Show the other half of that swap. In the example above, this would be Supernatural characters suddenly becoming the main characters in Sherlock). October 28: Angst (show us the saddest moment in your fandom). October 29: Fix it! (Using your magic wand, errr…. “pen”, fix that moment). October 30: Give your favorite character everything they want most in the world. October 31: Your OTP: the first kiss.

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On the concept of Soulmate AUs

You know what I’m tired of? Soulmate AUs with the protagonist/antagonist ship as the main pairing that always has the villain who reacts the best to the situation, and the hero freaking out.

What I want to see is a hero who gets it, who understands that yeah, their soulmate may kind of be a murdering psychopath, but that’s cool, they can deal with that, they can live through it, but what’s not cool is them totally looking the other way and avoiding the hell out of them.

Give me the realisation that they’re soulmates in the middle of a fight, when they’re bloody and bruised and tired and they just slip, skin on skin contact, and then the whole world just shifts into place.

“This can’t be happening.”

“Have you every heard of opposites attract?”

“I’m going to kill you.”

“But- Okay, yeah, we’re doing this.”

Give me a brutal fight that ends with a “Since when do my attacks hurt this much?” and the villain slowly realising that they can’t kill themselves out of this situation, that they can’t escape this because they’re soul bonded to a kid with a hero complex who is constantly trying to thwart them and is now for some reason grinning at them like a lunatic because they supposedly belong together. And damn does suddenly being able to feel emotions and pain that wasn’t his sting, because he has enough shit to deal with on his own without the added pressure, thanks.

Give me snarky comments and miniature fights in the middle of the night when the hero catches the antagonist coming back from who knows where, bloody and in pain and maybe a little too bust up, to say they won the fight.

“You usually look happier to see me.”

“You killed someone this morning.”

“What gave it away?”

“You mean besides the fact that you’re covered in blood and I felt every moment of it?”

Give me the villain slowly getting used to the idea that hey, they’re sort of going to have to put up with this little ray of sunshine for a while even though he kind of hates his guts and wants to kill him, but also give me the villain wondering what they ever did to deserve this. What could they possibly have done that was so great, so obscenely terrifyingly amazing that they could be soul bonded to a person like this, someone so innocent and righteous and downright beautiful that half of it seems like a mad dream?

“Not every bad guy has a tragic past.”

“But you do. I’ve seen it.”

“I’m going to punch you.”

“That would be counterproductive to what we’re doing here.”

“…”

“That hurt you as much as it hurt me.”

“Worth it.”

Give me tempers flaring and bristling arguments and the hero getting so tired, but still carrying on, not because they think that there’s some good in the antagonist or because they think they can change them, but because this is their soulmate, the person that the fates chose for him, his other half, someone that he had to protect and look after and love, because if not him, then who else was going to?

“I am going to hurt you. I’m going to rip out your intestines and strangle you with them.”

“You’ve been pretty good today. That’s three less death threats than yesterday.”

“Prepare to have your balls removed with a butcher’s knife and shoved down your throat, asshole.”

“I’m still counting this as progress.”

Give me the antagonist not realising the reality that this isn’t someone who wants something from him, who wants to change him, use him, abuse him, but rather someone who just wants to be with him, love him. Give me an antagonist who can’t understand the concept that somebody might actually care.

“I thought this was what you wanted! The sex, the cuddling, the stupid hand-holding. What more could you want from me?”

“I don’t want anything from you.”

“Yes you do. They always do! Just tell me what you want and you can have it. Just leave me alone, please. I can’t take this anymore.”

“I want you to trust me, to believe me when I say that I love you.”

“You’re only saying that because of the bond.”

“No, I’m not. I’ve seen everything that you have, felt what you feel, heard what you’ve heard. Maybe at first, a little, it was just because of the bond, but then I fell in love with you, the real you, the one behind all the fronts that you put up.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“I didn’t expect you too, but you will, one day. I’m not giving up on you.”

Give me the hero facing shit from their friends and family, because they don’t understand why they’re trying so hard and putting up with so much shit, even though he’s his soulmate, but the hero just shrugging and smiling because they get it, and it doesn’t matter if everyone else doesn’t.

“He threatens to brutally mutilate you constantly.”

“I like to believe it’s how he expresses his affections.”

“He tried to kill you so many times.”

“There was only the once after we found out about the bond, though.”

“You’re making excuses now.”

“It’s just that there’s so much anger in him, all of the time. I don’t know how anyone could live like that. I want to help him.”

“You’re going to get yourself killed.”

“That’s not my biggest concern anymore. He is.”

Give me a hero who tries so, so hard, and a villain who, despite everything, slowly gives in. Give me quiet nights laid in bed or watching the stars, no words and only their hands touching, just the sensation of palm against palm enough. Give me heated arguments, rage, unsteady headiness at the realisation that they’re not going to leave each other, no matter what happens.

Give me a soulmate AU where the hero doesn’t react badly, isn’t scared or hateful that their soulmate is their arch nemesis, the big bad guy, the villain they can never seem to get rid of, because really they should have expected that all along. Because no one hates that much without there being a little something more behind it.

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Broken Promises, Heavy Hearts

Black. Darkness was all he saw. That was his world as he slowly started to fade back into existence. Screams. As his hearing slowly returned to him, he could hear screaming . Can’t move. His arms were stiff, as if he hadn’t moved in years.

As the stone left his body, he could feel himself crumbling with it. His body had been incased for so long there was no way it could support itself. The last of the stone crumbled away leaving him a boneless mess on the ground. As he stared at the sky, waiting for his eyesight to return to him, he noticed the world around him was dark and gloomy, the difference between where he had been and what he had woken up to was minimal at best.

Stand up. His mind yelled at him. He needed to stand, to move, to flee, but it hurt so much to move. Still, he stood on weak legs, his body screamed for him to go back down, but he couldn’t, he needed to leave, to follow.

The moon. “It likes to follow me. I think it loves me~” He could see her so clearly. Her voice was like butter melting in the summer heat, her soft giggle put even an angel’s laugh to shame, but none of that compared to her smile. Her smile was so small and gentle, sometimes you couldn’t even tell she was smiling until she opened her mouth and spoke. You could hear the joy in her voice so prominent it had him questioning if she was even human. Everything was so clear, like they had just spoken not a day before.

Follow the moon. He needed to follow it. He had to find her, to make sure she was safe. She was more important. To the city. The moon was so bright above the city, like it was casting a spotlight. Leading his way to her.

It felt darker than normal as she made her way through the city. The fog felt heavier than normal as she took a deep breath. Everything had become dark since he had left.

Why? She found herself asking that question more often than she would like to. Why did he leave her? Why was she helping him? Why was she still here?

Pain. She felt her chest clench as the memory of him rose in her mind again. She had nothing but joy in her memories but they were so far away, so overrun by darkness it was hard to see them clearly.

Don’t forget. She told herself she would never forget him. She wore a red string around her finger so she would always remember him. Don’t forget don’t forget don’t forget don’t forget.

The city was covered in a thick cloud of fog, making it increasingly hard to breath. Every breath he took he inhaled thick black smoke with it. His body was heavy, his lungs hurt with every gasp of breath, he was sure he was going to faint, but he knew he couldn’t.

Faster. Go faster. Something in his body told him to go faster. He needs to find her. He was panicked and desperate. He didn’t know why he felt so uneasy but something was very wrong.

His body cried for him to stop but he willed himself to move faster. He couldn’t afford to slow down. He needed her to be okay. He needed her to be safe.

Followed. She was being followed. She knew she was. She just couldn’t tell by who or what. She could hear the footsteps. She could see their shadow. Her whole body was telling her to run but she found herself unable to anything besides walk.

Falling. The ground was quickly approaching as she fell. She hit the ground with a dull thud. She pushed herself up from the ground, pain rushing through her body. The footsteps behind her suddenly picked up speed. Panic.

There. He could see her. She was there. Suddenly she was falling. Down she went hitting the ground with a thud. But she was okay. Who is that. Running behind her. A gun. No, he just found her, he couldn’t lose her again! No, stop- Bang.