Yesterday evening, one of the most surreal things has happened to me 🥹
I was out with some friends I made recently after switching my subject in university. One of them found out that I write fantasy stories.
He not only asked me about them yesterday and how the progress is going.
He also asked me, if I could create a wizard character with his name in a future book!
🥹
Like, yes! I will create an absolute banger of a story for you so that you can read a fantasy novel one day and say “see, that’s me!” ✨
And, thanks to him, I finally came back to a project some of you know as Project Stardust. He will now be part of this story 🥹
Randomly tagging people because I feel excited! 😚
@manuscriptsatmidnight @eli-writes-sometimes @lockejhaven @365runesoftheamalgamations @thetruearchmagos @yourfriendlywriter @moonlitinks @enchanted-lightning-aes
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Bruhhhhh why can’t I FUCKING FINISH ANYTHING
So I’m writing my silly Kiraboss mpreg right??? And I have about 14,000 words published, but ya wanna know how many I have written???
Bruhhhhhh
I just wish I could FINISH THINGS ISTG
The reason most of this is unpublished is because it’s just unfinished little blurbs with no clear ending.
Anyways I’m writing a one shot rn where kira has a nightmare and pisses the bed 😳😳🥺🤪 I’m so silly fr
(I don’t have a piss kink I just like seeing him be pathetic)
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hi sorry in advance if this is weird but i couldn't for the life of me figure out who machete was reminding me of and just now i figured it out - surku the dog from the moomins. can't remember enough to tell how accurate that is personality wise but something about the image of a distressed pointy-nosed dog shivering in a coat... plus ne on molemmat ahdistuneita queer ikoneita
I love Surku! Surku must be protected at all costs.
If you ask me, he's even more distressed in the comics.
I keep him on my fridge door as well.
But now that we're on the topic of Moomin characters, I must add that I see Machete in various Fillyjonks a lot. The short story Fillyjonk who believed in disasters is one of my favorite pieces of literature ever, when I first read it it shook me to my core, I still revisit it on yearly basis. For someone who seemed so wild and free spirited by nature, Tove Jansson did remarkable job at catching and depicting the essence of anxiety, uncertainty, vague sadness and irrational fears. At least in my opinion.
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no better detail in the temple of bhaal than the leading library. the fact it’s a single bookshelf with a sign leaned against it really sells it. like durge was fighting tooth an nail for a full library but nobody cared, so they just dragged a shelf to a corner of the room and had sceleritas make a sign.
gortash notices it on his first visit and is like “how charming, how novel.” and brings a book his next time around. he mentions he added a scroll to durge, who is like “i have to to see this now.” and enver thinks he’s going to get in trouble because it’s not about murder but it could literally be an empty scroll and durge would just be excited someone else cares about their project.
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@jegulus-microfic / strawberry / 674 words / NSFW / @fromagony @star4daisy @bellaxisworld @godsofwoes
“Where are we going?” Regulus asked as they passed all their usual date spots.
“Patience, love,” James replied with a wide smile, his hand squeezed Regulus’ thigh.
When James stopped the car, Regulus was left speechless. They were standing in front of a beautiful meadow. In the middle of a field of flowers lay their favorite blankets, some pillows and a basket in the center.
“James, I-” Regulus’ sentence was interrupted by James’ touch as he guided them towards the perfectly laid picnic.
James sat down first, resting his back against a tree trunk, and opened his legs just enough for Regulus to fit between them. The curly-haired man happily contemplated his lover’s silent request for a moment. He looked around at the beautiful display and noticed a small box inside the basket: strawberries.
Regulus slowly got on his knees and crawled towards where the strawberries were, he placed the fruit between his lips and continued to move in all fours back to where a blushed James was still sitting. He got close enough to feel the heat emanating from James’ body, to notice a bulge forming under James’ jeans.
He sat back on his heels between James' legs and took a generous bite of the strawberry. The pink juice dripped down the side of his lips, trailing slowly to his neck and staining his perfectly white shirt.
“This is so good Jamie,” Regulus said as he took a second bite. “Do you want a taste?”
James slightly nodded, his jeans clearly getting tighter around his crotch as he got harder with Regulus’ little show. Regulus held the strawberry between his hands as James took a big bite, allowing the same juice to make a mess of his lips.
“I think you got the juicer bite, baby, no fair…” Regulus tossed aside the remaining strawberry and leaned closer to James’ face. With his tongue, he began tracing every part of juice on his boyfriend’s face. He started with the neck, worked his way up to his chin and very slowly kissed away every last drop around his lips. Gradually, his hands started working up James’ thighs, his touch evoking soft moans from James as his tongue worked through every sweet spot he knew James had.
“Love-”
James’ voice drowned as Regulus placed his lips next to James’ skin, “Let me show you how grateful I am.” The last words whispered as his hand reached for James’ zipper, a louder moan escaping his boyfriend. He played slowly with the waistband before revealing James’ hard, and already wet, cock. He lowered James’ jeans just enough to get full access to everything Regulus wanted to play with.
“I think i’m still a bit hungry,” Regulus said as he bent his head to allow his tongue to get the first taste from the tip of James’ length. He mixed spit with the stickiness of the remains of the strawberry juice and began working his way through James’ cock as his mouth continued to play with the tip.
“Fuck, Reg-” his plea muffled as Regulus’ hands reached lower and his throat deeper, with his back arched, he rested his cheek on James bare thigh, his tongue working its way through the sides of James’ length. He was hungry for James, for his moans, his pleasure, his praise. He allowed himself to pause for a second to look at his boyfriend’s pretty and desperate expression.
Regulus' swollen lips were devouring James’ twitching body as he got closer to the climax. His hands were busy tracing every soft spot around James’ thighs devotedly. James’ whimpering always queued him to how close he was, Regulus looked up at James’ through his lashes, pleading him to finish on his mouth, to let Regulus taste him. A look so sinful that got James’ off the edge in an instant.
Proudly, Regulus swallowed every last drop that James gave him and took his time cleaning with his tongue any mess left in James’ body.
“Thank you for the picnic, baby,” Regulus said with a grin.
more microfics here
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It is currently 4:39 AM in the fucking morning. I have rehearsal tomorrow, however I do not want to sleep. For the past hour or so I have been editing my mpreg kira fic and imagining how I would write a scene in the second half of the story where Kira just starts crying and opens up to Shinobu about all the mental health stuff, all the self hatred and the pain he’s going through with the second pregnancy, how he feels like he’s failing as a father, how he feels useless and awful and depressed and—
I need to sleep FUCK
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How about all the birds from undertale! Yellow versions? :)
In one picture!
Ink!martlet ---@chromatasia
Marlette in cowboy style ----@underswapyellowofficial
Marlet....with a big beak? ---@howlonomy
FNAF Martlet ---@thatsafuckeduptale
Marlet in a raincoat ---@zedleaked
Marlette in a red jumpsuit and a huge glove --- @akanemnon
Marlette with flight goggles and bandana --- @isaacz
Martlet!Fell ---@pantamonte
Martlet!Outer --- @starrameee
Martlet!Deltarune --- @metavandetta23
Martlet!Rotation --- @arcusnoel
Martlet in the helmet of the royal guard :D --@eeveemaster22
Martlet!Hollow --@floataaaa
Martlet like Toriel ---@martlet-my-beloved
Martlet in armor ---@splatwav
Martlet Pokemon -- I lost the author :(
Martlet in brown overalls---I lost the author :(
Martlet Boy -- mine
But now I understand that more versions of this beautiful bird have appeared... but I already took a picture, so there are only 18 birds
(I hope there are two authors of the two birds I lost...)
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I think the whole “Toriel is like a mother to sans” is people not understanding that Toriel being motherly to Frisk doesn’t make her default state mother mode. I think most people would probably act like a parent or older sibling if they found a child that needed help. You can’t just go up to a kid and sat “you’re going to die if you leave this tiny area and you can’t go home ever”
Toriel mother ask person. I think I sent my ask without my finishing it sorry. Anyway I was saying.
Also her dialogue with everyone at the end of the pacifist route is basically just proof that she’s not motherly 100% of the time (especially with sans). People really love to exaggerate her motherlyness towards other characters
yeah it's almost like her entire character arc in their friendship is finally finding someone she can meet on the same level and be vulnerable with, knowing they can lean on one another and care for each other as equals. whodathunk!
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help me hold onto you | T | 6/12
f1driver!max and streamer!charles
The man– Charles, Max assumes– sounds French. He loves that. He should be used to a French accent, he was forced to converse with Pierre often enough, but it sounds different coming from Charles. More melodic. Almost similar to someone he used to know once.
“And that made me think,” Charles says, voice bellowing from Max’s speakers. “That it was stupid that we didn't have carrots before. Like, come on, it's a farming game.”
Max has no fucking idea what the hell he is on about.
or: Max is lonely and finds Charles streaming on Twitch.
based on this prompt sent to @f1prompts
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