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immortalmuses · 1 year
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Nicolò Di Genova | E'ya Zyoma Ne Kei Sol (A Grishaverse... Verse)
Nicolò was born outside Os Kervo, to a merchant family that traded via the ports connecting Ravka to the True Sea. As a spare son of many children, he was tested fairly young for an affinity in the small sciences, then sold to the Little Palace for training. Quickly identified for his precision as a Corporalki, Nico was trained as a Heartrender and brainwashed committed into service of the Second Army. Having known little else in his life (and seeking camaraderie he'd never had as a child), Nicolò embraced this life with single minded purpose. But then the Darkling turns on the people they were meant to consider allies, on the King -- splitting Nico's purpose down the middle and forcing him into a crisis of conscience. He ultimately (through as much circumstance as intention) does not follow Kirigan's lead, instead seeking out the Sun Summoner in her last known location at the Grand Palace. In the process (to be expanded), he encounters other Zowa and Grisha who are not dutiful soldiers of the Second Army, and begins to unlearn some of the more rigid training he'd internalized from a life spent in service to Ravka's very specific vision for him. Throughout this personal journey, Nico discovers that he actually has both an aptitude and preference for engaging in the small sciences as a healer corporalki. So he makes an effort to transfer from using his Grisha abilities only for harming others, to helping.
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taktitty · 1 year
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“My name is Neil Josten, and I’m this city’s one -- and only?-- Spider-man”
I have the spider brain worms like everyone else rn, but instead of making my own spider-sona I made Neil one lol 
Heavyyyy inspiration from the Spider-verse Art book and I tried my hand at making an Alberto Mielgo style character spread ~
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haridraws · 5 months
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what if my beautiful wife, but 10-20% more of a creature
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epicwin64 · 8 months
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Aerith “the G is short for gangsta” Gainsborough
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negotiumcrucis · 9 months
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a heart like mine
Joe/Nicky, Omegaverse, Mature (wip)
When Joe’s bag gave way, spilling all its contents on the corridor floor, it took every ounce of willpower not to fall on his knees and weep like a child. Of course, Hana had finally settled down in her carrier, and she continued to sleep despite the crash of a half dozen cans of baby formula hitting the carpet, so Joe merely blinked back unshed tears and took a deep breath, finding his key and unlocking his flat. He left the door ajar as he carefully put Hana’s carrier on the sofa and quickly went back to retrieve the scattered cans.
After the tragic passing of his omega sibling, alpha Joe got custody of his newborn niece. Unfortunately, things weren’t progressing as well as they should and now Joe has found himself in dire need of a wet nurse.
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read @ ao3
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I have a new omegaverse wip... please mind the tags and the author notes!
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ajstaria · 1 year
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Watched Barbie:
Sam (cried a bit at the end)
Guy (was sobbing at the ending but then cackled at the nicki & ice spice song)
Asher (was excited to see Allan)
Geordi (was singing along to Dua Lipa)
David (no explanation needed)
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cyarskj52 · 8 months
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addie7 · 10 months
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(Nicky is okay)
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scuderiaevermore · 9 months
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i mean this with love and all the respect and everything but everytime i hear about lewis’s dating history i get why they were called slagclaren
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tilwehittheheavens · 8 months
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It’s wild how y’all will defend this woman when she doesn’t give a fuck about you. She chose to marry a sex offender, have a baby with him, on top of that associate with sex offenders and make music with them. I can’t even tell you how embarrassing it is to sit here and watch you defend a sex offender 🙈. You look goofy. Put the damn phone down and take care of your kid. You too damn old to be going back and forth with someone over the internet (not even back and forth because Megan hasn’t responded so it looks like you’ve been talking to yourself for the past 24 hours.)
(Edit: I understand that it’s rap and that 40 isn’t old. However this is my personal opinion and I PERSONALLY think that at 40 you would be more concerned with other things than spending your days on social media going off on someone. I also PERSONALLY think that a person with morals wouldn’t defend a registered sex offender.)
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cafephilewrites · 1 year
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"Guys, we've got to fix this!"
Joe and Nicky both glance up at her with matching puzzled looks, their reactions so near-identical that Nile can almost forget for a moment that those expressions are on the wrong faces.
Neither man says anything, so Nile forges ahead. Her phone is in her hand, the one and only saved contact number already on screen. "I'm sure Copley can find something if we just—"
"Nah," Nicky—no Joe—says.
Almost at the same time, the real Nicky raises both of Joe's dark eyebrows. "Why bother?"
Nile's gaze bounces between the two, brain still trying to parse which reaction belongs to which man, although, ultimately, it doesn't seem to matter. She frowns. Their complete lack of concern strikes Nile as odd, when even she can see the obvious disadvantages.
"You have different skills, different fighting styles—"
"We will learn," Nicky cuts in. He raises Joe's hands in obvious apology for the interruption but doesn't stop speaking. "We have each other to learn from. And we have time. We were not always so skilled with our current weapons. We worked hard to learn these skills, and we will learn them again."
"And it doesn't bother you to not be yourselves?" Nile asks, when Nicky pauses, apparently having said his piece.
It's Joe who answers this time. "We are always ourselves, Nile. I know this body as well as I know the body that my Nicky now wears. This skin, these big hands, these strong arms have been mine for close to a millennium."
"But you are not the same people," Nile argues, despite the many times it may have seemed that way to her, especially in the beginning.
"No, we are not. But we are still ourselves, Nile," Nicky tells her patiently, and Nile is struck again by the strange, calm stillness in this body she still interprets as Joe's.
By his side, Joe is frowning down at his sketchbook, Nicky's broad, blunt fingers stained with charcoal and a frustrated scowl marring his face. It's a stronger expression than Nile has ever seen Nicky make so casually.
Nicky follows her eyes to Joe's furrowed brow and the corner of his mouth twitches up in a soft, almost-smile that Nile barely sees under his beard.
"It will come back to you, cuore mio. Just give it time."
The Italian is jarring. It's not that Nile hasn't heard Joe speaking Italian or Ligurian before, but something about this endearment from Joe's lips now reinforces the differences, the hint of a regional accent that Nicky retains even in English with Joe's voice.
Joe raises his gaze, and for the first time, he looks truly distraught. "You know I love your fingers as dearly as my own, ya amar, but they are not made for..."
"Perhaps not," Nicky concedes, apparently unbothered by the implied insult, "but they will be if they are yours. Your talent will always be yours, Yusuf, and just because the implements have changed does not mean you cannot still create. It will simply take time."
I suppose time cures all ills, Nile thinks ruefully. This wasn't really the type of solution she'd have considered, but Joe and Nicky, with their centuries of knowledge, seem perfectly content.
Joe has gone back to grumbling at his sketchbook, but when Nile glances over, Nicky is still looking at her, his eyes dark and earnest.
"It will be okay," he promises. "Have a little faith, sorellina."
Nile takes a deep breath and then lets it out. "Okay," she agrees. She thumbs the power button on her phone and slides the device into her pocket. "Okay."
Nicky nods, apparently satisfied, and leans in to nuzzle at the mousy brown hair curling around Joe's ears.
Despite everything, Nile thinks she believes him.
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immortalmuses · 2 years
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N i c o l ò    D i G e n o v a I Left a Note on our Bathroom Mirror | Paranormal Medium AU
(General ‘Nicky Sees Dead People’ Verse, featuring a closed ship with @leschanceux​​‘s Ghost!Joe)
          Nicolò has known there is something different about him from a young age. It’s in how he stayed quiet as a child, especially in Churches. In how he listened so attentively when his Nonna would tell him stories of a forgotten time, using voices she shouldn’t even know. How he kept listening to her, to the voices, even after Nonna passed away. There is something inside Nico that reaches out, and whatever lies beyond the veil reaches back.
          So he became a Medium. Or... a Paranormal Investigator, which was somehow the more “legitimate” option in such a field of work. Sometimes it is simply easier to claim a machine has picked up the very information that Nicky’s own senses already know on instinct, especially when people -- customers -- don’t really understand his... craft. They want the theater of the Paranormal, rather than the reality. And that’s fine, it pays his bills. Mostly.
          Eventually, Nicolò learns of an apartment with a particularly noisome Poltergeist. A spirit known primarily as “Joe” has driven out the last 18 potential tenants of the place, and only the fact that it is a stunningly gorgeous apartment in a prime location of Amsterdam has kept the building landlord from giving up on renting it entirely. Intrigued, Nico offers his services in exchange for a reduced lease, the moves in. And so begins the Not-Quite-Harmonious cohabitation of a Medium and a Ghost, both of which just might be catching feelings, the more they learn about one another.
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thevamplelio · 3 months
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Lestat said: I swing both ways - aggressively with a sword but also, swing both ways in general...
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Happy pride from this bisexual-biromantic brat, ft people he wants to kiss/has kissed/will kiss.
Tagging: @symphonyofmalice (Nicolas de Lenfent - gay - mlm flag), @fanatiquee (Louis de Pointe du Lac with young! R.ichard M.adden as book! Louis cause he has all the right energy and appearance for it - ambiguously queer flag - cause mostly queer for men in your portrayal but bi-curious), Lestat (bi, by the way in case that isn't incredibly obvious - argue with Rice's ghost and estate about it), and @akcsha (Akasha - bi but in a commiting m.isandrists crimes kinda way).
Plain icons under the cut.
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enidtendo64 · 1 year
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Hey abt the person who has been tracing ur art. Yeah they’ve been doing that for a WHILE.
They traced ur “fankids meets wenclair in the past” and someone replied right away calling them out. I liked the reply (this is the only thing I did) and they BLOCKED ME. FOR LIKING THE REPLY I HADNT EVEN SAID ANYTHING 💀 They eventually deleted the drawing. But yeah to my knowledge they’re nothing good in the fandom. They used to draw wenclair nsfw (only stopped when they got called out) and still follow ppl who draw wenclair nsfw
Kinda bothers me since they’re such a big artist on twt :/
So I don’t wanna say anymore about the situation but the tldr of it is:
I was made aware of that specific situation a while back and actually talked to them, and they said they wouldn’t be doing it anymore so I thought it was a done deal.
So this is a bit of a 😬 annoying situation.
I’m all for giving folks second chances, especially someone so young, so I don’t want like a full blown witchunt or anything, but I hope at the very least blocking them will give them the message that that wasn’t okay.
Till then, wishing them some wisdom to come their way!
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azeenbvby · 9 months
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into-the-groove · 11 months
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me tbh
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