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Loves the taste of his own blood
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#PITTWHUMPWEEK2026 @pittwhumpweek Day 2 prompt - Insomnia - 1,719 words
FIC COLLECTION TITLE: Suicide Machines Written by @akathecentimetre, art by @agarthanlaboratory Pairings: Rabbot, explicit / developing / implied
Excerpt, Day 2: Another myth busted, one which Robby had examined far too closely over the years of him and Jack occasionally, frequently, always ready to share a bed - Jack's nightmares are creatures which predate his discharge, and even as an officer with semi-private space available for his use the communal habits of the Army had bred the screams right out of him. The dreams are near-silent, shaking affairs, and all that happens when he wakes is a brief, gasping huff of air, a dead-eyed stare up to the ceiling and his hands on his own throat, physically forcing down the panic. Robby reaches over anyway, lays his hand palm-up on the pillow next to Jack's head. "You there, brother?" "Yeah," Jack mumbles, immediately. "You?" "Yeah." Jack gingerly rolls over, loops an arm over Robby's waist; the gauze on his wrist scratches at Robby's hip. "Go the fuck to sleep, Robinavitch. You need it." "Yes, sir." Robby doesn't. On the fourth morning he sits up, looks back over his shoulder, and Jack is a corpse. Alabaster-white, perfect, whole, and extremely dead.
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#PITTWHUMPWEEK2026 @pittwhumpweek Day 1 prompt - Tied up - 1,956 words
FIC COLLECTION TITLE: Suicide Machines Written by @akathecentimetre, art by @agarthanlaboratory Pairings: Rabbot, explicit / developing / implied
Excerpt, Day 1: Robby turns to the hub; he slips his headphones back into his pocket, pulling out his phone instead. Dana is waiting for him, iPad on her hip, peering at him over the edge of her glasses. "Any messages?" she asks, immediately clocking the increase in Robby's pace. "No missed calls. You?" "Nothin'. You gonna try?" It only takes a moment - Robby's favorited phone numbers list only has a few permanent residents. The first indication that his day is about to take a turn for something very much worse is that the call is picked up within half a ring. "You Doctor Robinavitch?" Robby can sense Dana watching him as his free fist clenches. "Yes. This isn't Jack. Where is he?" "Ah, hell. You're the emergency contact we have on file, I was literally dialing this number when you called." "Is he okay?" "Unclear."
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Pirkštejn Castle restoration's charity art for @glendylucas. Thank you for your donation and this angst yet brilliant hansry idea!!🥹🫶
"𝐽𝑒𝑛𝑛𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑂𝑙𝑑𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒" 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑛𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑑
Making Lacroix suffer for fun and art
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(originally posted 13/08/2021)
Until the last breath.
i don't really post my art on here but i'm learning how to do digital art so that's cool ig
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step one: don't think about doing an adaption of the mabinogion
step one: failed
anyway! a scene between cei & menw (and goreu!) right after the incident with the boar
The Mabinogion, trans. Sioned Davies
this is goreu btw
(ibid.)
as per The Rule of Making Comics, my goreu is older than he is initially introduced in the mabinogion, which is mostly for the sake of Themes And Storytelling, but I'm still going to stick him in a box.
anyway. arthur. love him or hate him, what a guy! a catalyst, a symptom. the road you're on was built from decisions other people made before you were born. you can never go back to how things were. alas! there will be collateral damage ofc. menw's going to wish he never met you, and cei. well!
(ibid.)
Cei and the Arthurian Legend, Linda Gowans
Day 4 : Monster
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Nightwing (2016) #116