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dear-mrs-otome · 1 year
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🍳What's cooking? Serve up a WIP for WIP Wednesday 🍳
Th-the WIP fairy paid a visit to me?!? Thank you! ♡´・ᴗ・`♡
“I can’t quite see,” she said on a laugh. “Let me help.” He leaned in to adjust the telescope, his taller frame easily dwarfing hers. She shifted aside to make room for him, and the motion set a curl of her hair slipping over a shoulder, baring the delicate line of her neck to sight. A sweetness rode the air suddenly - something ephemeral. Mercurial. One moment it was the soft warmth of milk clouding coffee, the next the dark indolence of treacle. He took a breath, and then another, deeper, trying to sort out the layers. Forgetting about the telescope entirely, fascinated instead by the puzzle her scent presented. In the depths of his soul, something sepulchred and slumbering stirred. Lifted its head and tested the breeze just as he did. Licked long, long, abhorrent chops, and hungered.  An ache formed behind his eyeteeth, pressure and pain twisting together to vicious points, as if to reform into an echo of those selfsame nightmare jaws. The sensation was unfamiliar, but he needed no mirror to know what hateful sight he would see reflected. Had seen it all too clearly on countless other visages. Vampire. And horror was a discordant note, ringing cacophonous through him.
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historicfailure · 2 years
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✨ 🧚 WIP FAIRY VISIT - post two or more sentences from a WIP and send it to a few writer friends too 🧚✨
Why must you force my hand so? xD Alright alright alright, as you are basically responsible for this mess, anyway ;D
There were only so many books he could read, so many games of Solo-chess he could play, so many forced visits of Kakashi and Naruto he could bear. Sure, he could jerk off all day without anyone bothering him, but after some time, even walking around with his dick in his hand lost its charm.
Now, Obito confined himself to the couch of the small flat, listening to the murmur of the busy people outside and simply waited. Waited for the night to fall, as then, the only light of his boring life would start to shine.
Remember: that one is on you :<
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deanstead · 2 years
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hello! it's the fic WIP fairy🧚✨please tell us about what you're working on in as much or as little detail as you want!pass this along to anyone who you admire, anyone who you know needs motivation, or anyone who may not get to talk about their work often🌻spread the love💜and good luck on your wips!💓
Thank you for sending me this!
I finished a Will fic last night and sent it for bestie beta services so I might post it later. I'm also working simultaneously on a Dean series fic and I got a random Adam idea that I'm trying to figure out as well! These are the active WIPs swirling around my brain right now.
But of course I have more requests still sitting in my inbox that I will also get to!
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evenlyevi · 4 months
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meet me in the fairy ring.
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lara-cairncross · 3 months
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no idea when this will be finished but I rly like this Donnie :3
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chocolate-marranitos · 3 months
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Guys, why does Hyrule over here look like he came straight out of those old cartoons?!?
Like fairy boy right here really said, imma give you some skills real quick 😭
He turned out good too
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bustedjaws · 7 months
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Some sketches from waiting for my class to start
I wanted to sketch out the damage done to Ghost’s wings that I talked about in a previous ask, as well as show off some of Ghost’s scars (and that dump truck lmao)
Not my final design for any of these just testing the waters
Also more of “Ghost fell first” stuff
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ardensregias · 6 months
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okay but big spoon aventurine? him just staring at your back—unaware of the admiration pouring from his eyes (and the tears, because he can't believe that he got so lucky to have you).
his fingers combing your hair to soothe you, making sure that no bad dreams come to haunt you—if they do, he'll hold you tightly no matter how hard you're thrashing and kicking, he would even try to whispers a few words to reassure you (even if he's not good at it—for you, he'll try) until you calm down.
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midoristeashop · 11 months
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can we see human! toothiana?? 🙏
HERE SHE IS
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It occurred to me that I haven’t drawn any of the other guardians and that is a CRIME
Also warrior tooth>>
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melognut · 7 months
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Current wip of my fav girl ✨️
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seaweedoverlord · 17 days
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redrawing that one manga panel which i need a higher quality picture of argh would love it if someone could send it to me
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jade-len · 9 months
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i think it'd be funny if someone transmigrated as xin mo. the goddamn evil sword. instead of taking it seriously, they just really fucked around with bingge. and, somehow, ended up having the opposite effect of what it's supposedly rumored to do.
picture this: bingge, on the quest for revenge and power, comes across the almighty xin mo. this demonic sword killed everyone that dared to even try wielding it. and, the few who were lucky enough to have it by their side, eventually succumbed to the swords' will.
it is said that the sword is unlike any other, that it etches into your head and eats away your brain, until eventually it consumes you whole. it whispers, speaking in lust, greed, and hatred. it slowly beckons the wielder into giving in to the worst part of themselves and feeds off of pure sin. but to him, it is no matter; luo bingge will surely tame it.
and then he gets to the sword.
demonic qi practically oozes from xin mo. the aura surrounding it makes every part of luo bingge scream, "run; get away, away from that monster." his gut prods at him, begging bingge that this is probably a really bad idea. it's a little terrifying, how even luo bingge, the determined, vengeful demon, is now getting second thoughts about wielding xin mo from just being in its presence alone.
but luo bingge is too, a monster. so he ignores the screams of plea; pushing every thought of doubt in the back of his head, and tightly grips onto the handle. the world around him seems to spin and shake, tumble and crack, from the amount of force bingge needs to use in order to pull the sword of sin out of its place.
when bingge finally has it perfectly fit into the palms of his calloused hands, he hears whispering. he knows that the sword has accepted him as its new host.
the sword's language crawls up to him, as if it were feeling around his body and mind. checking every nook and cranny for it to settle into bingge's form, truly becoming one with the embodiment of sin. the words flow through his brain like a tragically broken guqin, a melody that holds him in a frighteningly familiar trance - all while simultaneously eating away at his brain in the worst ways possible, akin to a child and their favorite snack. it seems to beckon something, but even with luo bingge's impressive hearing, he cannot make out any words from the tone-deaf musical notes xin mo sings.
and then, it is clear. the land around him settles, and everything is still. xin mo itself seems to be.. content. at least, that is what luo bingge believes.
the language of this wretched sword reflects the state around these two monsters.
luo bingge expects it to demand for bloodshed, for the erotic ecstasy of multiple women, for bingge to steal the last of the finest gems of these horrible, vast lands.
instead, he hears this:
"yoooo damn that shit was crazy. did you see what i did there? man, you know, it feels so fucking good to get out of the dirt. hey, do you know if people can like, feed their swords or something? i'm kinda craving something spicy. we never know, in this wack world! wait, don't hold me like that, buddy. it'll make things real awkward."
but luo bingge is determined to get his revenge, so he puts up with the swords' constant rambling about.. whatever the hell it's thinking.
"wait, dude, did you seriously fuck a dying girl? that's wild. yeah, like i know she was dying but it doesn't sound like you wanted it. yo, listen to me, consent is very sexy."
"HAHA hey, dude, sir, man. you wanna play some 'i spy'? we don't have anything else to do. no? too bad, we're playing it. i spy a loser who doesn't wanna play i spy. hint: he's holding me right now."
"okay i know i'm supposed to be this super evil sword and beg to be used - woah that sounded real wrong - but can you at least clean me when you're done killing shit? if you don't, i'm gonna refuse to respond to you and you'll look like a dumbass trying to wield me."
"i can't hear you lalalalalalala you're not being very it girl right now lallalalaalalalla-"
somehow, this is worse than if xin mo was actually eating away at his brain.
weirdly enough though, as luo bingge starts spending more time with this weird ass, seemingly possessed sword, it starts to become more of a.. comfort to have it by his side than pure annoyance. he finds himself responding to it more, like, actually having full on conversations with it. it puts him at ease, wielding xin mo. the hatred doesn't consume him, instead, it seems to soothe the burning rage (and, admittedly, just replace it with small irritation) that holds onto his darkened heart.
xin mo is actually quite kind and caring, for a sword that's supposed represent and be the literal embodiment of sin. sure, it is a hassle to have it cooperate with him sometimes, and it does just ramble on and on about the most random things ever, not giving a single shit if bingge was in the middle of sleeping with maidens and slaying those who get in his way. for the first time, bingge feels so comfortable around something.
it's.. odd. what was supposed to be the turning point in his life, a big step in his plan for revenge, is now something akin to an... acquaintance. not like mobei-jun, or any of the women he's come across, but an actual, dare he say, friend.
sometimes, he finds himself thinking all of this delusional. is this what people were driven mad by? perhaps they simply could not handle dealing with a talking sword. he understands that xin mo was undoubtedly unbearable to be around at the beginning of their alliance, but it has never actually beckoned for blood, power, and sex. if anything, it does the opposite.
maybe he's the delusional one. maybe this is xin mo's way of getting to him.
maybe, xin mo should be considered a thing. the thought feels terribly laughable, as if he were witnessing a person horribly explain themselves. it also makes his teeth grind together in pure agitation.
"hey, you know, you didn't deserve any of the things they did. it wasn't your fault, binghe. the fact that you're half heavenly demon doesn't make you a monster, or any of that wild stuff.. uh, i'm here for you, okay? i know you don't really like talking about all of this or opening up, but i just want you to know that you can.. talk about it. it's not like i can tell anyone else, anyways.
hey- shit i didn't mean to make you cry! wait, wait it's okay to cry! you need to let it out anyways, i promise it doesn't make you weak. there, there. i don't have any hands, so me patting you on the head with my handle will have to do. there, there.. everything will be alright, you'll be okay. i'll be here every step of the way, even if you want to get rid of me."
xin mo, the demonic sword, is more of a person - a good person - than anyone he'd ever come across.
...and then bingge and the xin mo transmigrator become besties or he falls for the damn sword. knowing him, he probably doesn't even know the difference between platonic and romantic attraction anyways. maybe bingge gets a plant body for xin mo using airplane's wack writing. idk i typed all of this down in one sitting.
(plot twist: it's not that the transmigrator xin mo had the opposite effect, it was literally just a placebo effect. luo bingge thought that, and thus it actually did help him lmao)
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mibkid · 1 month
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Bottled
Where is Hyrule!?? Oh no! he got bottled by someone! Not by the chain, they're looking frantically everywhere for wherever the boy has wandered!
doodle sketches of fairy Hyrule!
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i do wanna make the first sketch into an actual illustration tho.
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dicetea · 6 months
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Wanted to do my own version of one of my favourite armours
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shopwitchvamp · 5 months
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The Fairy Collection sketches..!
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Originally I wanted to have this collection go live this spring in like March or April, but then everything happened so much. It's been in the works tho, and hopefully it'll be ready by early summer instead 🥀
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kaleilaart · 3 months
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Doodle of Gray as an emo loser 🖤🖤🖤
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