love love love when a particularly manipulative character is lying off their ass about something and then throws in one hauntingly genuine line

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love love love when a particularly manipulative character is lying off their ass about something and then throws in one hauntingly genuine line
thinking abt how fucked up steam engine boiler explosions can look. theyre just pipes under there
gives me the idea of a ghost/monster engine that looks normal, albeit a bit battered, only to swing their smokebox door open and a myriad of pipes come bursting out like fucked up tentacles
I didn’t know a train could be an eldritch horror, but here we are.
The monster eats rocks, with teeth made of flame.
A snarling beast that rides with steam and the squeal of metal on metal in its wake.
Bound to lines of metal that cross the land, mountains having been leveled or bored through to make way, or timber and steel piled high to let them cross chasms.
Should it slip from the appointed path, fire and death ensue.
A single glowing eye the last thing those who stand before it see before the end.
Tendrils of water, fire, and steel, bound tightly within its heart.
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is that enough horror for you?
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An Arda story for @microcest!
Prompt: Sixty-Nine (from July 23rd 2025)
E; 500 words Elladan/Elrohir
Close and closer, the loop of a mirror perfect in its imperfections.
I think this is the most/longest I've struggled with any of these; that's what I get for not trying to be clever and use sixty-nine in some other sense, I guess. >.>
(Also trying to write a summary for this was like . . . are you serious. XD)
Not including the next part feels criminal
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From my June 3rd post here; Mirror for @kallisto-k, @whimsicalmeerkat, and @tamsinswriting, thanks!
Elladan drew back just a touch, warm breath sweeping over the length of his own, and Elrohir’s fingers curled against his thigh, pressing harder. Grounding himself against the heady sensation. Elladan began to twist under his hands, then hitched as Elrohir let his tongue drag almost contemplatively over the hot skin beneath his lips. Elrohir took the abortive jerk and the shiver he could feel running through Elladan as encouragement, smiling and licking his lips before opening his mouth wide to breathe softly over the tip of his twin’s cock. It was another tease, but one he abandoned just as swiftly. Elladan arched into his mouth, making a rough sound, one hand sliding higher up Elrohir’s thigh, gripping his ass. Elrohir hummed appreciatively - Elladan’s fingers dug into him as his twin gave another rough cry, louder this time - and let Elladan press deeper, but wriggled his hips, a reminder. Elladan laughed breathlessly, fingers easing, and kissed Elrohir’s cock, lips dragging all too slowly up towards the tip. Elrohir groaned, fingers curling, and dragged his short nails along his twin’s thigh as Elladan’s mouth finally wrapped around the head of his cock.
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From my May 27th post here; Mirror for @kallisto-k, thanks!
He nosed Elladan’s hip and palmed his cock, stretching to bring his lips just beneath the head; the slick warmth of Elladan’s tongue met the shaft of his own, making his breath hitch, a soft, shivery pulse spreading through him. He drew a deeper breath and slid the flat of his palm over his twin’s thigh, steadying himself against another, longer stroke. The thick muscle trembled beneath his hand, and he smiled, nuzzling his lips against Elladan’s cock this time.
I like how this wip looks at this stage, so I thought I'd just post it
Matching haircuts 💇♀️✨
Besties matching hair 💖✨
Had a dream that I drew this dragon and felt disappointed when I woke up that it wasn't real so I drew it all over again.
Acrylics and trees and random unicorns photobombing the scenery and… well, yeah. <3
I feel like a lot of people engaging in torture are not treating their victims as if they could have blood borne pathogens 🤔
Is what my wife said apropo of nothing as we were silently drifting off to sleep
Uh oh
Is what she said when I immediately reached for my phone and opened Tumblr instead of responding
@everything-you-feel-is-real I know by tumblr tradition that I'm to say "impossible, my posts never blow up like that," or "please don't do this to me."
But I feel in my bones that you are right. If this is to be my wife's moment of glory, I am willing to suffer notification overload, that the world may know she is funny. #MyFunnyWife
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@bettsplendens i'd just like you to know that this is my favorite comment on this post and i'd like it to be memorialized
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A Torchwood story for TARDIS Guide's June 2026 prompt month!
Day 7: Vampire AU
T; 1.5k Jack/Ianto
Ianto would do anything for those he loves, his heart fierce and unwavering; Jack wants desperately to take, to accept all that he is - but will fate allow it, finally, just this once, or will it give Jack only another broken mistake?
okay judgemental free zone here because I’m genuinely curious: how much of supernatural have y'all ACTUALLY watched