Painting study of the one and only Hrand Heft Hauto Lecter.

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Painting study of the one and only Hrand Heft Hauto Lecter.
So the official Homestuck team mass reported the Homestuck discord - 50,000 users by the way - and got it shut down.
They were caught because they did the same thing to the Reddit this week and their accounts were easily traced.
This is why I don't post Homestuck anymore, the creators literally hate that we exist.
just looked up cire in the french dictionary, dammit pterry
Admittedly, if you asked me to envision a Night Vale TTRPG, I would think of a 20-something page GMless affair where every player effectively takes the role of radio host and most of the rulebook is big stupid tables, but I understand that Write Your Own Night Vale Episode: the game is eminently less sellable.
The first six plates of my Typography 'Fic XXX-height, which I did for @no-nut-kinkvember. It was much fun playing around with typographic innuendo and also integrating parts of typography I actually genuinely admire.
I was wondering, has anyone done intersex omegaverse - but not in bigenital/[slur] type "intersex", but wherein a character's secondary sex (a/b/o) is intersex, so they're not an alpha, beta, or omega?
Fic writers, put in the tags what the difference in hits is between your most and least viewed fics. Mine is 7,720 (7,779-59).
NOW LIVE: The PokePod Project Anthology – Generation One
The PokéPod Project Anthology for all generation one Pokémon is now revealed. This is a collection of 151 brand-new Pokémon stories written for the project by 66 writers, then performed by 35 podficcers. All stories and podfics can be found at the main AO3 collection. You can also download the anthology of all stories via the below links. We hope you enjoy reading and listening!
AUDIOBOOK DOWNLOAD LINKS: MP3 (290MB) GDrive M4B GDrive | M4B Internet Archive (both 544MB) Chaptered Streaming Player
Note about M4Bs: These are chaptered audiobook files that allow you to easily skip through tracks and save your place while listening. If you've never opened an M4B before, we recommend the app BookPlayer for iOS, Smart Audiobook Player for Android, VLC for Windows and Apple Books for Mac.
If you missed out on the project or merely want to spread more love for generation one Pokémon , check out the Rare Candies AO3 Collection which is specially for "treats", aka: bonus fics and pods!
Full anthology credits can be found on our Dreamwidth, here. Thank you so much to everyone who participated!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: St. Elmo's Fire - Brian Eno (Song) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Narrator & Brown Eyes Additional Tags: Oneshot, Ficlet, Community: 100fandoms Summary:
The suburbs are long behind them now.
the glorious twenty sixth of may
In the darkness shines a light. The dim red eye of a lit cigar hangs in the air, glints off a silver cigar case, battered armor, a watchman’s badge. A man sits in the chair behind the Patrician’s desk, badge on the wood before him, silver case turning over and over in his dirty fingers.
“You ever heard of the Trousers of Time?” he asks abruptly. His voice is rough. Everything about this man is rough: his face, his clothes, his jaw. His eyes. Against the polished wood and burnished gold and fine velvet and expensive leather of the Patrician’s office, this man sits like a handful of gravel on a pedestal.
Vetinari wonders, idly, how the man saw him in the fine and expensive darkness. He sidles out from the protective hang of a tapestry. Stands at attention: it seems the done thing. And the done thing, around this man, gets done.
Keep reading
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Placid Plastic Duck Simulator (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Base Duck (Placid Plastic Duck Simulator), Marble Duck (Placid Plastic Duck Simulator), Hatprop Propeller Duck (Placid Plastic Duck Simulator) Additional Tags: Community: 100fandoms, Quintuple Drabble Summary:
Forever, really. That’s it.
‘Fic for a game about being a bath duck and doing nothing. Why not?
Wait, does the Discworld have sphere disc conspiracists? Do they hand out pamphlets about the secret obvious curvature?
Y'all, saying "the Omnians" is like calling the historical church a flat earth conspiracist.
Wait, does the Discworld have sphere disc conspiracists? Do they hand out pamphlets about the secret obvious curvature?
“Oh, Watson, you just go and leave me to fight Moriarty on my own. I really can’t possibly imagine how an ex military man could come in handy when wrestling with one skinny old guy.”
— An Idiot
Every Hannibal fanfiction has one of 3 endings. Trust me, I’ve read all of them.
Then: I don't own anything! Pwease don't sue me Anne Rice! Now: This 'fic belongs to me, and you should probably pay me for it.
First thing you see after you zoom in is how you die
How you dying 👀