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if i look back, i am lost
shark vs the universe
KIROKAZE
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
@theartofmadeline
Kaledo Art
Andulka
Jules of Nature
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trying on a metaphor
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Cosimo Galluzzi
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@oneheartforever
Chapter 4 of Out of the Blue is up now on AO3!
Excerpt: Matthew leaned in to kiss her, brushing a strand of hair off of her face. She involuntarily jerked back, her body wanting him madly, but her mind was still in turmoil. Matthew clicks his tongue at her. "Ah, ah, ah, Mika. I'm the one in charge here." https://archiveofourown.org/works/37059598/chapters/93260866
Matthew being in charge and dominant 👀 interesting notion
Hiiiii!!!! Can i have shadow ANGST LIKE FUCKING SAD ANGST. So like the reader really likes shadow BUT BC HE DOESNT HAVE ANY EMOTIONS HE FALL IN LOVE SO HE FUXKING BRUTALY REJECTS THEM😩😩😩
Late Night Training - (Shadow x Reader)
Summary – Shadow and Y/N have been training together for sometime now. However Y/N's been developing some pretty new kinds of feelings for him. Up late at night, kept awake by her thoughts of him, things get pretty interesting.
Warnings – Strong language, injury detail, angst
Word Count – 644
Author's Note:
I am yet to play through the second game myself (I have seen playthroughs) so this was a bit daunting. If there's any inaccuracies, I can try fix them Xxxx
If there is a short fic for Shadow, does that mean it could be one for Sergeant out there? 🤔
Love Between Fairy and Devil + Hands (Part II)
I never cried as hard as I did with this show 😭😭 still, I'm glad it has an happy ending!
Merry Christmas @bored-already! I’m your secret Santa! I hope you have a wonderful Christmas!
Gorgeous, simply gorgeous 😍
More Mika, in her demon form since I’ve only seen it once.
Mika Anderson 😍 how! This drawing is awesome 😳
Done a map! Or tried.. I had to invent a little to close the gaps…
Botanical Garden is at the east side of the campus and connects the dorms with the main building
The main building is one of the main things seen as Liz approaches the place.
The front was quite ease actually because even without zooming that is the only arched door in it.
Both back yard and front yard had a squared tower, but we can only see 1 square tower in Gedonelune image and is in the left side so I placed the front yard at the left and invented another squared tower at the back for the back yard.
I will reblog this post soon with the image without the reference bgs.
Hello, Erik~
that bad sensory moment when you’re trying to do something that requires a lot of focus and the people around you are talking loudly and you’re just sitting there like $&@&&@@^%#%^%***++*%%#%^*+%%%
I can only explain this in cat memes
requested by @sacredwarrior88 | Helga Sinclair x reader | Atlantis
A/N: I hope you like it!!
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You weren’t planning it. She had betrayed you all, she had left with Rourke, only because she wanted to get rich. You knew she had that little sting of conscience tapping her on the shoulder, but she had still chosen to push it aside, to destroy a whole nation just because of money. But you had saved her from the erupting volcano and had decided to nurse her back to her health. You had ignored all the disapproving glances from the other crew members on your way back to the surface, staying beside Helga, changing her bandages every once in a while and just praying she would turn out all right.
You also didn’t know that after weeks nursing her, sitting beside her bed and making her feel comfortable, when she touched your hand and asked “why you are helping me?” you didn’t know what to answer. Why did you help her? She had betrayed you all. But still… you felt like you cared about her more than you should.
So as you grasped her hand back and looked into her eyes, you offered her a sad smile.
“Because I always knew you weren’t a bad person.”
Maybe you even loved her.
requested by @sacredwarrior88 | Helga Sinclair x reader | Atlantis
A/N: I hope you like it!!
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Helga had folded her arms across her chest, as Rourke stared her down. Helga knew that kissing you was risky, that someone could see - and she definitely didn’t want Rourke to see. But she still had placed a light peck on your lips at that alley, before you left to work again.
“C’mon Lieutenant, you can’t be serious. L/N?” Rourke pinched the bridge of his nose. “You don’t have time for such useless relationships - you can smooch each other as much as you like when we’re back in the surface again, with the Heart. You can buy a nice mansion for yourself and them and make yourselves comfortable but here such sentimental relationships could be your demise. Remember why we’re here? And how Thatch and L/N get along so well too? I doubt they’re going to stick with us when we’re going back from this land of these savages.”
“I can assure you Commander, Y/N… I mean L/N is not going to betray us.” Helga stared at Rourke and he let out a snort.
“Do you really believe that or do you say that because you want to believe that?” Rourke shook his head. “I’m telling you, L/N is not going to come with us. They’re too empathetic for these… people.”
And with that, Rourke left Helga alone in that alley, leaving Helga glaring behind him. And deep down, Helga knew that you were kind-hearted, and that could end in your betrayal. Helga didn’t want to see you get left behind, but all that money she would get from the Heart would make her the richest woman in the whole world.
But if it cost her your love… would she be able to do that to you?
Original work
❣ Trapped: The Chains od Fate ❣
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Summary:
“In a world where mysticism is either discredited or denied by Religious Entities, only those who are willing to see beyond the deception will be granted with the light of truth.
Angella Roosevelt is a young schoolgirl who sees herself fall into a world she thought it only existed in the fantasy world of books. Curiosity gets the better of her, and rather quickly, she acknowledges that it wasn't the first time she'd meddled with the mystic world. What will she do once she finds herself in a cycle that she can't get out?“
I’ve worked on this beast for almost 2 weeks (with a few days break of course) and this is the most dedicated thing I’ve ever done for a ship and I can’t even comprehend why I did this aside from pure shipping needs and self indulgence but I would love for you to check it out even though you’re not familiar with the characters and if you have the time to spare cause boy was this a lot of work.
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I have been obsessing over this the past few days! It has helpped me go throught walls and wall of words in my book, so thank you for your beautiful art piece and thus, the inspiration!! <3
A Charles and Sam (Let’s Play Webtoon) fancomic
daaaamn...
I WANT more. ;)
My ship... T.T the art is amazing!
Nursing a demon [Erik, Uzaeris], one-shot
POV: After encountering five Incubi brothers in her manor’s lobby and being kissed by two of them only to prove a point, MC still decides to help them regardless, treating to their injuries and giving them shelter for the time being.
"Meeting five strangers the first time you step into your house can't possibly be easy to take in but, claiming to be something of fiction, is even harder to digest. You had to be really open-minded to accept such an explanation, and not everyone had one.
After Sarah's very first kiss being taken away from her in the most unnatural act, she couldn't help but feel the anger flaring under her skin and the embarrassment crawling up her neck. Staring at the brunette's emerald eyes, the girl struggled to slap him and, kick him in the family jewels as a bonus, that certainty would bring her some satisfaction. Contrary to what one might think, yes, she was feisty, but she wasn't the type of girl to usually go that far though he deserved that and much more. His conduct towards her was being very disrespectful considering they had just met.
But, before things could escalate any further, she was snatched from the short-tempered guy and brought into another man's arms. The gingerbread man was more self-possessed and seemingly less straightforward than the brunette, but that was an overstatement. He was the most beautiful man she's ever seen. Everything about him was mesmerizing. He had the most captivating of eyes, a rare set of irises - a violet shade blended with a soft sky-blue color at the edges -, it was surely one of a kind and not seen on a daily basis, probably some sort of genetic mutation. Chiseled to perfection, covered in porcelain-hued skin, with thick brows, a piercing gaze, and a strong jaw. His lips were crimped into a faint curvy line and yet, his smile was smug. His fingers reached out and slid through her curly brown hair, tucking a small strand behind her left ear thus, catching the girl off guard. His sweet voice quietly lulling her while caressing her cheek with his thumb, made the anger she felt earlier dissipate into thin air and settle into a serene sensation. His hands then gripped the back of her neck, fisting in her hair gently, and then pulled her into the most delicate, warm kiss. His lips were soft and tasted heavenly, ironically enough. A long sigh escaped her lips as she felt bits of energy being swayed off her body. On the cusp of her heavenward, she dropped her arm and gazed up at him, troubled and lightheaded. As their lips finally departed from one another, the man addressed as Erik, held onto her until she felt strong enough to be on her two feet again.
Everything happened in a blur. The next thing she knew, she was assigning the brothers different guest rooms in the house - the manor was large enough to harbor several in the upper and bottom floor -, since she didn't have the heart to send them away after acknowledging how severely wounded they were. In this regard, Sarah paid the master bedroom a quick visit and fetched some painkillers from the cabinet atop the sink as well as a few other essentials to treat their injuries and, one at a time, she patched up their wounds, but only after cleaning them up of all the blood and dirt. Then, promptly sent each and one of them to their rooms on an absolute rest.
During that day, she had taken the liberty of checking up on them from time to time, asking if everything was to their liking and if they needed anything. Charging up and down the stairs, Sarah had no idea why whenever she would walk past Erik's room she would get jiggy and nervous. But then again, she couldn't help but be drawn to his door every single time. Then, an idea suddenly popped into her mind and, the "problem", seemed to have miraculously solved itself. She would avoid Erik's room for the time being, although, she couldn't really focus her mind on anything else. She had been thinking about him this whole time and replaying their kiss in her head all afternoon.
Now, standing in front the said guest room, her heart ached in her chest, her hand hesitant to knock and her voice to announce herself.
She softly knocked at his door.
Her fingers found the door handle - just in case -, however, she wasn't the one to open the door.
"I thought I had heard my princess' trouble footsteps." He taunted her with a smirk.
She glanced up at the half-naked man, her little brown eyes glazed with his supernatural beauty, her delicate facial features flashed bright red and she caught her breath. The slight tremble of her hands forced her to cross her arms, just for a moment.
"What are you waiting for, princess? Just come inside already. You know It's rude to knock at someone's door and not say anything." He caught her wrist, and a strange yet, familiar energy moved up her arm then, pulled her inside.
The door closed behind her with an almost imperceptible thud.
She unwillingly slammed into his chest; her skin clammy with nervous sweat and her breathing quick. She never had been that close to a man ever before and it was making her feel all sorts of things - an uncomfortable pressure in her chest, a fluttery sensation in her stomach, and a pleasant numbness throughout her body and limbs.
The Incubus had one hand on her back, holding her firmly against his body, and another still gripping her wrist. He drew the flustered girl closer to him, his hand skidding playfully up and down her back, fondling her skin through the fabric of her t-shirt, "Don't tell me you couldn't have enough of me and came for a second round?"
"W-Wha?" Sarah stammered in her words, placing both hands to his chest, she tried to put some distance between them. "I-I-It's nothing like that! " She gulped down some saliva that had been accumulating in her mouth for the past few minutes and found the strength within herself to continue. "I-I just came to change your bandages--"
His soft throaty chuckle interrupted her.
"W-What's so funny?"
"Oh, nothing really princess. I was just thinking you should dress the part for that." As he said that, a snap of fingers echoed in the room and she was immediately engulfed in a purple cloud of smoke.
She stared at him, unsure of what he had done until she felt the fabric around her body shift and change. The cloud dissipated and she quickly looked down to see her plain t-shirt and black jeggings morph into a nurse's uniform. Her eyes widened in a perfect look of surprise. The clothing she was hearing now would fulfill every man's fantasies: a short-sized skirt, a v-neckline, high stockings, and high heels. Sarah had her hair pulled up into a neat ponytail and, a cute cap sat on top of her head.
"That looks nice on you, princess." He whispered softly in her ear. "It's safe to say I have good taste."
Sarah blushed, getting used to the feel of the outfit. The skirt wasn't that short and it only showed the necessary but still, it was something new along with the rest of the garb. And, how on earth was she supposed to walk on those?! She thought to herself, looking down at the shoes that she was now wearing.
Erik smirked; he moved past the girl and sat on the bed. He leaned back against the headboard of the bed. His arms were folded across his chest, and he had one leg carelessly thrown over the other. "I'm all yours. Please be gentle~"
"T-This will only take a few minutes," she admitted, rolling her eyes.
"Take your time." He chortled over.
Sarah managed to balance herself in the stilettos and grab what she needed from the bathroom stall. After returning to the main area, she carefully placed everything on the bed by his side and skidded on the white gloves, and started preparing the materials needed. Once done, she went to nurse him. However, in her state of distress, her knees buckled and she had lost her footing. The next thing she knew, she was sitting on his lap with his hand once again tightly wound around her waist.
"Be careful or you'll sprain an ankle." He said quietly, not stirring his eyes off of her. "Hope you didn't hurt yourself."
As if under a love spell, her attention was immediately drawn to his eyes. At the moment, she felt like surrendering entirely to his mojo and just melt into the warmth of his embrace, still, she had to be strong and try not to fall for the devil's charms but yet again, she couldn't help herself. Her hand traveled down his broad chest on its own volition, marveling at the smooth skin stretched over solid muscle, her eyes skimmed him up and down. He was perfect. How could someone be that perfect? No one was.
He lifted her chin with a curled index finger and tilted his head to the side. "If this is your way of getting my attention, it's working."
Mesmerized by the sensations flooding through her, her embarrassment as well as his direct gaze, she had to concentrate harder to register what had he said next. She straddled him but, he kept her pinned to his pelvis.
"So, how is it gonna be, princess?" He brushed his thumb over her bottom lip and gently dragged it down in a teasing manner. "How far are you willing to go?"
What was that supposed to mean? Her face warmed as she thought of what it'd meant.
He pulled her even closer to the point where she couldn't move. "I promise I'll good care of you."
Disclaimer: Erik belongs to Michaela Laws, Sarah belongs to me. Please don’t steal, thank you!
For those of you wondering wtf ive been working on this week….here it is.
Apologies to my SU fans. T^T But AngelHusk has my heart in it’s grip & I’ve been wanting to draw some sort of comic for a while now from part of one of my fave fanfics for the ship: Old Soldiers of Different Wars by AngeliaDark ( @angelia-dark here on tumblr)
ignore the green/red void beyond the bar/desk pls ^^;
OMG so cool hiihiihii
This is from a game called: “The Dolls’ Stories”, made by fioricca. A demo of a game which never saw the light of the day, unfortunately.
This happens in a universe, much like ours, where different people from low ranks to higher ones try to coexist in peace and harmony but, like all societies, there is always problems brewing around the corner. For that, there must be someone to enforce justice and make sure the laws are kept. Humans only don’t suffice; to match the present dangers, a worthy opponent would be created to help those few in their journey.
In this world, there is a special kind of doll that can be infused with magical energy and so brought to life. Only the rich and powerful, as well as members of the government, are privy to such toys.
People o raise this dolls up are called puppeteers.
The only route finished was the male-doll. In all routes, these dolls start off as children and are expected to grow up, strengthened themselves to help their masters. However, something wrong seems to going on with them, they are not growing how they are expected to. They started to show deteriorating signs. MC searched non-stop for answers but, it seemed that there was nothing else to do than to embrace whats about to come. Little did they know, that it was due to this next fight that everything would change.
The pictures above are related to how I pictured my MC (Sarah Montague) would react to her doll’s sacrifice (Skylar) and how their reunion would play out.
Disclaimer:
The m-doll and backgrounds belong to the game Dev.
Sarah belongs to me. Please don’t steal.
Fanfiction
დSmoke and Mirrors დ
Randolph x MC (Aurora Coeur), Summary
** A WH Fanfiction updated regularly on Wattpad.
Prologue: Acceptance Letter
Chapter 0: Promise
Chapter 1: New Beginnings
Chapter 2: Being A Mess Is Exhaustive
Chapter 3: First Impressions Last
Chapter 4: The Dorm
Chapter 5: Premonition
Chapter 6: New Friends
Chapter 7: The Dreamscope
Chapter 8: Supplementary Class
Chapter 9: Trouble In Paradise
Chapter 10: Sometimes The Right Path Isn’t The Easiest
Chapter 11: Change Is Inevitable
Chapter 12: Judgment Day
Chapter 13 (1\3): Fair Maiden
Chapter 13 (2\3): The Green House
Chapter 13 (3\3): A Deceitful Labyrinth
Chapter 14: An Injury May Prove A Blessing
Chapter 15: Strong Mind, Fragile Heart
Chapter 16: The Way You Look At Me
Chapter 17: I’m Really Happy I Meet You, I Hope You Know That
Chapter 18: Life or Death
Chapter 19: Tell Me A Lullaby
Chapter 20: A Brand New Morning
Chapter 21: An Accident Waiting To Happen
Chapter 22: Are You Up For A Cup Of Tea And Cookies
Chapter 23: Free Advice Os Often Overpriced
Chapter 24: A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes
Chapter 25: Doubt Kills More Dreams Than Failure Ever Will
Chapter 26: History Of Wizardry
Chapter 27: It’s Always The Small Pieces That Make The Bigger Picture
Chapter 28: One Step Closer To The Truth
Chapter 29: Talent Wins Games
Chapter 30: Who Seeks, Shall Find
Chapter 31: Be The Flame, Not The Moth
Chapter 32: Consider This A Fair Warning
Chapter 33: The Heart was Meant To Be Broken
Chapter 34: All It Takes Is An Act of Courage
Chapter 35: Evil Requires The Sanction Of The Victim
Chapter 36: Where the Knowledge Lies
Chapter 37: Is There Any Future Left
Chapter 38: Always Expect The Unexpected
Chapter 39: The Best Apology Is Changed Behavior
Chapter 40: Time Flies When You’re Having Fun
Chapter 41: In God’s Field, Any Relationship Can Bloom
Chapter 42: Mysterious Beauty
Chapter 43: The Unseen Enemy Is Always Fearsome
Chapter 44: When You Make A Choice, You Also Chose Consequences
Chapter 45: An Unsettling Letter
Chapter 46: Between Every Two Pines Is A Doorway To A New World
Chapter 47: Darkness Exists To Make Light Truly Count
Chapter 48: Loss, To Run Or Not To Run
Chapter 49: Confrontation Always Chills A Liar’s Blood
Chapter 50: I’ll Keep You Safe, I Promise
Chapter 51: Is Violence Really The Answer
Chapter 52 (1\2): Fear Is A Reaction, Courage Is A Choice
Chapter 52 (2\2): It Takes Two To Tango
Chapter 53: The Human Heart Has Treasures That Only The Stars Know
Chapter 54 (1\2): I’m Not Your Enemy, I’m Here To Help
Chapter 54 (2\2): You Want A Fight, I’ll Bring War
Chapter 55: An Eye For An Eye Only Makes The World Go Blind
Chapter 56: Hurt Me With The Truth But Don’t Comfort Me With A Lie
Chapter 57: Find Me. Seduce Me. I Want To Be In Love With You
Chapter 58: I Wish I Could Stay By Your Side
Chapter 59: Trust Is A Dangerous Game
Chapter 60: Home Sweet Home
Chapter 61: The East Forest
Chapter 62: Never Let Fear Decide Your Fate
Chapter 63: The Moon’s Protector
Chapter 64: Secret Chamber
Chapter 65: The Greatest Battles Are The Ones Fighting Within
Chapter 66: In The Waves Of Change, We Find Our True Direction
Chapter 67: Sometimes A Home Has An Heartbeat
Chapter 68: Soul On Hold
Chapter 69: A Miracle from Heaven
Chapter 70: I choose you
Chapter 71: A gift from a friend
Epilogue: Happily Ever After
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