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ren-054 · 2 months ago
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A dca crumb…….
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claymoreraymore · 6 months ago
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So I’ve been watching arcane
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pastel-medic · 8 months ago
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Feeling tired today so here's a sneak peak at Ludwig's revamp ref for now! ;v; art as I've said before will be slow this next two months so bear with me and thank you for your patience and support!
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local-denis · 3 months ago
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Mmmmm Dusekkar wip
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mxwhore · 3 months ago
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wip post?? wip post
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chibishortdeath · 5 months ago
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MSPaint my beloved—
Obviously not a finished drawing, but eek! I’m so proud of it so far (*´꒳`*)!!!
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wip post
I like starting describing where characters are looking and what they are doing.
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404skurta · 2 months ago
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>Working hard or hardly working, yeah ?
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kitweewoos · 1 month ago
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March 30th - April 5th
Send me a ✒️ and a wip title from below and I’ll write three sentences on that wip and you get the sentences
Send me a 🖌 with the above and I'll draw a little doodle to go with it!
You can also send me any questions you have about any of the fics listed below and I will be happy to share!!! :D
“melody and reed” - single dad Buck (Kinkley) 
“baby girl” - gotcha prompt smut (kinkley)
“interrupted” - gotcha prompt smut (kinkley)
“garden” - domestic fluff (Kinkley)
“party drugs” - Buck whump (one-sided Buddie)
“belladonna” - sex pollen, fuck or die smut (Kinkley)
“what isn’t real” - angry jealous!Hawkeye smut angst (Hunnihawk)
"detective" - one night stand au (Moustead)
“bucknapped” - Buck whump (Kinkley)
“in every universe” - parallel universe smut (Kinkley)
"daddy and the professor" - single dad Tommy/professor Buck (Kinkley)
"bathed" - omegaverse smut, Omega Dom!Mouse, Alpha Sub!Will (Other Moustead)
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ren-054 · 10 days ago
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Why do I see rainbows when you’re in my arms?
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I know why and so do you ~
Will I work more on this???? Idk ahhhhh _:(´ཀ`」 ∠): I’m gonna cry if I have to look at more blue right now tho, this is so out of my element akdns
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ask-normal-guy-bob · 1 year ago
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Sorry about asks taking a while! Working on them whenever I can, so, here's a WIP of the current one being worked on!
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thornsnhorns · 8 months ago
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snippets of a wip..
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spark-took-flight · 1 month ago
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Backstories for Starscream
{This is going to be a very long and constantly building post. So, that being said, read more at your own caution.}
{In order of appearance:
Armada (Unicron Trilogy in General)
It all started with a bang. He was onlined to the sound of blasts that shook the facility he was in. A small moment allowed his processor to connect to the rest of his frame, before he was moving. He had awoken in a war that he was only made to be a foot soldier in. But he wasn't going to let this war end him. Not if he had anything to say about it.
He knew he wasn't meant to last more than a few battles.
He proved them wrong. He proved them all wrong.
He may have been constructed a soldier- a disposable tool- but his processor begged and ached for more. He wanted to be more. The more orders he took, the more designations he heard, the more he wanted and craved to be one of the known designations. The more he craved to be closer to their leader.
One victory turned to two. Two turned to ten. Ten turned to one hundred. This young soldier- constructed to die- had found secrets in his frame that had been long forgotten. He was able to hone skills that others of his frame type couldn't dream of achieving.
And he climbed.
He climbed the ranks.
He proved himself.
He made friends. Skywarp and Thundercracker were two flight frames- seekers- like him. He trained them. He fought with them. They were unstoppable. Two outliers and an incredibly intelligent air commander capable of leading the flying regiment to victory.
Of course, things couldn't last.
The battle of Iacon took Skywarp and Thundercracker from him, and he was suddenly alone. In his relatively short life of war, he'd only been happy in a few small, fleeting moments. And now it was gone. His loss only fueled him to push to become one of Megatron's most trusted. Unfortunately, this quick ascension to power put a target on his back. Including from their own leader.
Distrust blossomsed amongst the remaining Decepticon High Command, or what remained of it. Demolisher, Cyclonus, and Megatron were always at his throat, but he didn't waiver. He simply pressed on to prove himself as a worthy soldier, just as the rest of the command had proven themselves.
But, distrust could only foster paranoia and resentment. And these dark feelings led Megatron to set a trap for him. An attempt on his life. And suddenly, all of the hard work he'd ever done seemed to mean nothing. What had he worked for? A knife in the back? No! That wouldn't stand!
However, after more and more betrayal to both sides, he would eventually sacrifice his life to unite against a more terrifying cause...
Only to awaken his immortal spark to carry on again and again after death.
If only he could remember what he was there for...
Prime
A soldier from the beginning, Starscream was a mastermind of strategic combat. He began life as an escort jet, and transport for very small loads.
Once the war began, he quickly climbed to be an air commander, however, a catastrophic failure had him being
Cyberverse
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Earthspark
Even more words!
TFOne
Some more words?
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afterdarkseduction · 2 days ago
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Old blood lullaby
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Thal’rith A’mothar
A’vrēn ta'ru vel ehlira, or drāth ehlan kavar Ka Sil’varai shi’reth senn’ka shal… Yveth, yveth, yveth…
Nara valen, dresta lunai,
Kael’tha mor’dak, ta'ru or ash'na ehlan va'en
Yveth, yveth, yveth…
sel'nor.
English Translation
Sleep, Child of Shadow
I sing to you, child of blood,
in shadow and silence.
The stars weep with silver light…
Hush, hush, hush...
Close your eyes, forget the moon,
The old ones call to you,
in ash and bone.
Hush, hush, hush...
Sleep.
🖤 Keep dancing in the dark...we'll be waiting for you in the shadows 🖤
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wedriftlikelonelyplanets · 7 months ago
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WIP Wednesday
Another week, another tag game! Please share your last sentence; or, if you don’t have one, share a plot bunny or idea! (OR sketch for your artwork!)
ALRIGHT BABES, HERE WE ARE AGAIN. I am in Knoxville, Tennesee this time and yet, AND YET, I am still trying to be productive.
Edit: forgot to tag a thank you for @thelettersfromnoone who tagged me in this!!!
Once again, I come to you with the offerings of two snippets.
Sympathy Is A Knife - Charlando
The press surrounding him is already feral. They’re waiting. Max Verstappen has a meteoric rise, but Charles Leclerc has something different. He has the Tifosi singing his name like a song, he has Ferrari on their knees.  And even with all that, Charles Leclerc has just been so utterly human to Lando Norris. Another boy with a dream.  Another boy with a dream, and somehow, he’s still one of Lando’s idols. So human, and yet, he’s carried to sainthood. There’s only 1 year in Formula 1 separating them, and only two years separating them in age, and yet Lando wishes that he knew what it was like to be upheld like that. He knows who his idols should be. He knows Max Verstappen should be on that list, making a name for himself, the youngest driver to join F1. No History in GP2 to speak of. But where Max is just Max, Charles is larger than life. Broad smile, bright eyes, the warmest thing Lando thinks he’s ever seen.
I Hope It Eats Your Soul - Age-gap Landoscar
“Have you talked to Will about Oscar’s times yet?” Zak asks, and before waiting for an answer, ploughs forwards still, “They’re really promising, built a car for you but it seems to suit the kid too,” and Zak sounds fucking enamoured by the fact that he’s got a car built for two drivers, a season built for the two of them, for McLaren in the constructors.  “Maybe we can one two it this year,” Lando says, and the smile that he gives Zak is a little too sharp to be anything other than carnivorous, “I’ll be number one, of course,” and the laugh that Zak gives isn’t reassuring, something tentative and hesitant about it, almost like he’s choking on the sound as it leaves his lips.  “He’s a rookie, Zak,” is Lando’s acerbic reply, “You can’t actually believe that he’ll win a championship. Even Lewis couldn’t do it,” voice derisive, “And Lewis is absolutely better than the kid,” 
I HAVE BEEN PRODUCTIVE WHILE TRAVELLING. Still haven't finished anything but it is what it is.
Tagging: @1425fivefive, @foggieststars, @carbonmono, @mossistyping
NO PRESSURE, AS ALWAYS, but I love seeing what y'alls brilliant brains come up with
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