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[jrubyk]

love this art and I think I'll start posting my works from it~~

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Mother's Day

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[dragonsbone]

my original characters featured in AGAINST THE DYING LIGHT ✨

Mylla Borodin, a young paladin eager to embark on her hero’s journey and prove herself worthy to become an honorable knight of Samular. Aranessa Evercrest, a name the tiefling “bard” gave herself as she tries to suppress a dark urge that lingers just beneath the surface. Adelleria Rumiel, an astral elf stranded far from home and severed from her stars, longing for nothing more than to find her way back.

( insp )

[dragonsbone]

my original characters featured in AGAINST THE DYING LIGHT ✨

Mylla Borodin, a young paladin eager to embark on her hero’s journey and prove herself worthy to become an honorable knight of Samular. Aranessa Evercrest, a name the tiefling “bard” gave herself as she tries to suppress a dark urge that lingers just beneath the surface. Adelleria Rumiel, an astral elf stranded far from home and severed from her stars, longing for nothing more than to find her way back.

( insp )

[ghostsofragako]

It’s been eleven years. A gust of wind shifts the branches overhead, and sunlight filters through in soft patterns across the ground. He closes his eyes as the warmth brushes against his face. He can see her. Long, dark hair—the same as his. The warmth in her tired eyes. Her fingers moving through his hair, voice low as she sang him to sleep over the noise of the apartment. He holds onto that feeling as long as he can. Then Isabel. Always loud and laughing at something stupid. Her hair half tied into uneven red pigtails, already falling out no matter how many times they fixed it. He and Furlan used to have to hold her still just to get a brush through it. She'd fight them the whole time, and when they were done, it still looked like they hadn't done a damn thing.  He reaches into the caddy for a towel, shakes it out, and lays it carefully in front of the stones. Then he pulls out a soft-bristled brush, sweeping away fallen leaves and dried dirt caught in the grooves of the carving. He takes the spray bottle and mists the surface, wiping it down with a cloth. He folds it to a dry side and goes back over it again, working carefully through each carved letter. He peels the plastic from each bouquet, crinkling loud in the quiet, and sets it aside before arranging a few stems into the holders at the base of each stone. He adjusts them until they sit just right. His hand smooths over his mother’s headstone, fingers slowing as they pass over her name. The stone is rough beneath his palm. He flexes his still-bandaged fingers.

Excerpt from Chapter 13 of Passed with Conditions (AO3) Art by @lanvasko

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"Boy meets Evil"

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AGAINST THE DYING LIGHT 🦇✨ ↪ mylla borodin + astarion ancunín

A simple bath was all Mylla wanted after a long day. She desired the chance to be alone, submerged in the river near their camp, at ease surrounded by the rustle of trees, the steady chorus of insects, and the gentle pull of the current. The brief sense of peace she sought slipped through her fingers the moment the pale elf decided to join her. He shrugged off his trousers before she could so much as tell him to find somewhere else. It wasn’t as though either of them were strangers to the sight of their… bare flesh. The night they had shared in the clearing, lost in each other’s bodies, wasn’t one the paladin wished to repeat at this given moment.  She sheepishly averted her gaze from his slender frame, only for it to catch instead on the scars carved into his back. She’d felt the jagged ridges before, caught glimpses of it when they were intimate, but she had never seen them up close. Astarion all but invited the question, a knowing edge to it, as though expecting her curiosity to mirror the countless others who had passed through his bed. Her fingers faintly trailed along the edges of his scars, his skin cool to the touch, just like she remembered.  There was something strangely familiar in the markings, something that tugged at the memory of her mentor’s teachings. The language of the Hells, a devil’s tongue etched in the spawn’s back. It was unlike anything she’d ever read from her training.  For once, Astarion had nothing clever to say to her. Only some words laced with confusion and uncertainty, but also… something that eerily seemed to resemble appreciation.

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Passed with Conditions

Chapter 16

Excerpt

Walking into his apartment at seven in the morning to find his friends sprawled across his living room doesn’t surprise him—thanks to Furlan’s warning over the phone.

Miche’s loud ass snoring cuts through a few half-awake greetings as he looks around—Hange cross legged on the floor, Erwin in the armchair, Furlan on the couch with Petra stretched out, her head in his lap.

Leave it to Four Eyes to drag everyone out in the middle of the night and rally them for a full day of work. Even if he’d never say it to their faces, he’s grateful you have them—people willing to show up for you without question, no matter the hour.

He regrets the thought the second Hange jumps to their feet, nearly sloshing their coffee on his rug as they set it down before crossing the room in a few quick strides to crush him in a bear hug. Arms pinned awkwardly at his sides, he resists the immediate urge to shove them off. He could—easily. But… he’s not a complete asshole. And, begrudgingly, he reminds himself of everything they’re doing to help.

So he just… stands there and takes it. For a few seconds. When they still don’t let go, he forces out, “Get—the fuck—off me.”

They laugh, loosening their grip. “I’m shocked you didn’t immediately shove me away, shorty.” At Levi’s glare, their grin only widens. “Gotta take what I can get.”

Fandom: Attack on Titan Pairing: Health Inspector! Levi x Reader Word Count: 75.4k+ | work in progress Tags: strangers to friends to lovers, modern au, slow burn, mutual pining, idiots in love, fluff, eventual romance, eventual smut, grief, panic attacks Summary: You run your café much like you run your life—steady, structured, and steeped in routine. When Levi Ackerman arrives for a routine health inspection, he’s surprised to find himself drawn to the quiet comfort of the space… and the owner who keeps it running. What starts as an awkward first meeting turns into an easy friendship neither of you expected, built on shared tea and comfortable silence. Over time, almost without noticing, it becomes something more.

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Commissioned artwork for Passed with Conditions by GhostsOfRagako Artist: @lanvasko

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Levi

[ackermantihora]

My darling 💕

for my bday gurl @lanvasko 💗

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You're still the one 🖤🤍 collab with my dear @lanvasko