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#.daily art #unstable universe #unstable universe fanart #unstable smp #eggchan #eggchan fanart #.queued #augh #🍞

i made aubrey from OMORI in ponytown!

#.ponies #.originals #.queued #pony town #ponytown #ponytown cosplay #omori #aubrey omori #omori aubrey

Inbox Call // like for a random ask.

(( multis specify muse please ))

#.queued #.inboxcall #something to break the ice alongside plotting #.queue

Hi everyone, just a little update!

I know I’ve been pretty inactive this month, and chances are April will be the same. Uni is keeping me really busy, and with the final exams coming up, I really want to give my best as it will be the end of my first year. I’ll hopefully be back in full force at the beginning of May!

That being said, I might manage to sneak in a fic or two, depending on how I handle my time. Here's what to expect as for the upcoming works:

A President Loki x reader smut fic (currently in the drafts and most likely to come out);

Chapter Four of His For The Season;

The Birthday Special I didn't get to put my hands on.

So, while I can’t promise consistent updates in the next few weeks, I haven’t disappeared! I appreciate all of you for sticking around, and I can’t wait to share more once things calm down.

See you soon & wish me luck! 🤍

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MY HOME HAS A HEARTBEAT ; IT SOUNDS LIKE YOURS eden & alhaitham ( @apocryphis ) // art commission by : wewxrp nus

your first meet with him was unconventional. you could never have anticipated him to become someone irreplaceable to you later on. there was something about him you cannot describe, something about him that gave you a sense of calm. you didn't remember when it started, either. when was it that you began to look forward to the day you could return to the world where he was in ? when was it that you felt as though the place you belong was no longer upon the astral express and within his arms ? you couldn't tell. but you find solace in his presence, in being held by him, in the sound of your name on his lips. the separation became more difficult. you wanted to go back. you had to go back. before you knew it, he became your anchor, your home, your everything. even with the seed of destruction within you, he embraced you fearlessly. he kissed your scars, and with that, he took your heart with him. you would do anything for him. the matching tattoo on your right wrist a reminder how he had left a permanent mark on you if the way your heart called for him constantly was not proof enough. sometimes, home is not a place, but a person. he was the one who taught you what this feeling means. he was your first love, and if possible, you'd like him to be your last, too.

#apocryphis #.portrait: eden | trailblazer #.[ my home has a heartbeat; it sounds like yours: alhaitham & eden ]#.memory fragments #[ :DDD surprise !!!!#I CAN'T BELIEVE I MANAGE TO KEEP THIS A SECRET FOR THREE WEEKS BUT HERE YOU GO FAM #thank you for everything and for letting the space raccoon be with the feeble scholar #he is her first love ic & ooc #i still can't believe they started off with crack bc he just wanted to prank kaveh ...#BUT BLESS YOU & THE SCRIBE FOR BEING HER ANCHOR FOR TWO YEARS #TIME FLIES #I WANTED TO SHOW YOU THIS EVER SINCE I GOT IT BUT UGHHH I HOPE YOU LIKE IT REALLY I LOVE THEM DEARLY VENTIUM ]#.queued

criminal sentences // accepting

@prvtocol: did you know them ? // sahana bri

　　　A well-rounded canteen in Mos Eisley is not complete without a holographic panel on the wall designed to display outstanding galactic bounties. Browsing this repository of portraits has become almost second nature to the Nightsister that she finds herself doing it even while in the middle of a protection job. No harm if she doesn't intend to swipe any of the listings right now -- she's simply looking to pass the time as their two starships are refueled in the spaceport. Window-shopping, as it were.

　　　Her charge, Landry, sits at the table closest to the wall where the panel is, watching with her as the holographic faces of wanted criminals pass over the other. A Corellian human wanted for grand larceny. A rodian smuggler accused of importing counterfeit vaporators -- local. A male Dathomirian zabrak wanted for--

　　　Sahana's brows rise and stitch together with surprised confusion. Someone from Dathomir? Well, that is a first. These men are such an obscure few that she is surprised whoever entered this data hadn't mistaken him for Iridonian. This male must be the one her Sisters have performed a supplementation ritual on. So she has heard.

　　　'Did you know them?' Brianne asks, likely having noticed the linger on this bounty listing.

　　　"No. He is from my home planet. I have never seen one of them on a bounty board before," the Nightsister muses aloud, reading the rather extensive list of crimes this 'Savage Opress' has been charged with. Five-hundred fifty-thousand credits. The Republic really wants this guy.

　　　The bounty disappears from the panel without warning. Someone somewhere has claimed the job. That saves Sahana the trouble of wondering if this is one to pursue at a later time. She turns to look at Brianne.

　　　"Good news, smuggler. You are not on the bounty board.. yet," a small grin tugs at the corner of her lips.

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