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dreaming of the day I have my own booth in artist alley at a con, selling prints of my silly guys

#my ocs #daydreaming #future fantasy #ppl just being interested in my art overwhelms me #/pos

more midjourney art for thine eyes .

prompt in this case was ‘a portal to another dimension in the form of a tree’

Excerpt from WIP: In [redacted], these Deepspring trees are sources of great power -- and great mystery. It is not fully understood how their intricate root systems connect this plane to others, but traveling through these portals is as dangerous as summing that such travel is limited to one direction.

The Jetsons (TV Series 1962-1987)

#Cartoons #Classic humor #Future Fantasy #The Jetsons

How about a snippet

Some context first: this is from my pride and prejudice retelling. Annie is my Lizzie character and Dom is my Darcy character. It's uh, a very different story. It follows the events of the og story, mostly. Annie is a secret telepath and Dom is a secret precog. If Annie had told the truth when she was 6 she would be fine, a government slave, but fine. As is, if the government finds out she's looking at execution. Dom would be dead regardless (well, he would have been taken in secret and trained until adulthood where he'd have been tested and if he was powerful enough (and loyal enough) he would've worked in secret for them or he would've finally been executed like it would've said on his death certificate several years prior). They know each other's secrets which is huge.

And here we go. From chapter 21: Intertwined

I suck in a breath as a warmth slowly spreads through me. Dominik looks down at me, smiling. It’s so relaxed and open as if this is the safest place for him to be. A tingle moves through me at that thought. I pull him down for a kiss.

Dominik sets a slow pace, much much slower than when he got me off. It’s way more intimate, more vulnerable. We move together, enjoying the feel of each other, of our heat, the way we fit so well.

Something happens, like a wall crumbling. It’s not painful but I feel what Dominik feels. It’s more like emotions and sensations than thoughts. I push him away a little and he looks down at me, brows furrowed. “I-I can feel you,” I say moaning a little as he pushes inside. His feelings wrap around mine, intertwining so deeply I can’t tell where his end and mine begin. “Oh goddess,” I breathe.

Letting out a single breathy laugh, Dominik says, “I can feel you too.” He pushes in deeper this time, to emphasize his point.

“N-no, I can feel”—I moan as he does it again—“you. I can’t, I can’t turn it off.” It doesn’t hurt. It feels amazing actually. Everything is more intense.

“Oh.” Dominik stops, buried deep inside me. He doesn’t look mad, but he searches my face. He must not see what he’s expecting because he tilts his head, puzzled. “That’s okay. I trust you with my thoughts.”

My heart squeezes and my vision swirls.

“Annie, breathe,” Dominik says softly. “Breathe.”

I suck in a breathe. Of all the things he could have said. I trust you with my thoughts. It’s like he forced my brain to restart and it’s slowly booting back up. I trust you with my thoughts. No one has ever said that to me. No one’s ever trusted me that much. Quin would make me practice after my diagnosis, thinking if I just used it more then maybe I wouldn’t suffer. It didn’t work and I could tell it made her uncomfortable even if she didn’t voice it, even if she kept those thoughts buried deep.

“I’m sorry. We can stop,” Dominik says, sounding worried.

I realize then I’m crying. I shake my head. “No, no don’t. I—Can I show you? Can I show you what it feels like?”

“Will it hurt?” Dominik says slowly, hesitant. I don’t blame him. He’s seen the pain telepathy it brings me.

“No.”

A tentative smile spreads across his face. “Then I don’t mind.”

I roll my hips to get him going again and he eagerly matches my rhythm. Taking a deep breath, I open myself to him, embracing the feeling and sharing it with him. He moans, deep and rumbling and buries his face in my neck. With each push, the feeling builds. It’s not him and me. It’s us. I lose all sense of self. I lose all sense of time and place.

When we come, and we come together, it’s like a million stars explode across the universe. We are those stars, bright and beautiful. It’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced.

Spent and shaking, Dominik pulls out and flops to the side, still partially draped over me as if he doesn’t want to sever this connection we have. “I never want to have sex any other way again,” he says, between breathes.

#p&p #annie and dom #smut #my writing #snippet #fantasy romance #future fantasy #telepathy #i've shared smutty snippets on twitter why am I nervous now?