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— WIP FRIDAY !

TAGGED BY the dearest @unholymilf to share a few things ive been working on ! ty ty so much ash dear!

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teehee i AT LAST got around to introducing the t*lou dears clowns with the one and only template from ash! so far i have tlou!olga and gianna <3 with this cutest coloring as well !

the VERY early stages of a piece for the dearest marta in honor of fh's release ! with orions cutest template!

another early stages but in honor of oc kiss week a piece for kenny and @griffin-wood's dear raylene with this template !

and now a bit of writing! moments before disaster if you will a piece for alva and rhaegy with a bit of rhaemion and enya lore connecting them to vanna and daemy and their babies !

Summerhal was beautiful at this hour. those fleeting moments before midday and after the morning when the sun was well off to reaching its zenith made even the hardest of hearts gaze in awe.

Alva descended from her horse, vermillion. To her left by a relatively small pond were the horses of Lord Rhaemion Targaryen of Starfall, the princess Elia’s dear longtime friend (and rumored paramour, he too a close and beloved friend of the prince as well, the nature of things was a topic for another morn). And the other of her dearest Prince Rhaegar Targaryen.

She recalls when Rhaemion spoke of reason for choosing his horse. The almost pearlescent mane of his chosen mount reminded him of the scales of his dragon, Parthunaax known by the histories as the Burned Overlord. The Targaryens of Starfall or the Amethyst or Dawn Dragons still possessed the ones belonging to the riders they were bound to during and following the dance. Baelor and Parthunaax, Calla and Nahvintaas (a ilmestian dragon of Vilemyr), and Valaerra who was Rhaemion’s ancestor and her she-dragon Numinex. Though the most notable among them was the Ethereal, the Violet Star of Starfall herself once bound to the mistress of mists Iovanna Dayne, Starspire. The two year old daughter of Rhaemion recently began to speak her first words and has declared her favorite word to be the name of the ethereal. If this is any prediction that the girl at two has already declared her mount will not be a horse, but Starspire herself, one cannot fathom anything else. She laughed when he mentioned he will have to tell the girl when she’s older that the dragons are not to be flown in westeros and she will have to have a horse as he does. Lest the Dragon of myth and prophecy see her end by scorpion bolt.

On leaving vermillion by Rhaemion and Rhaegar’s. She makes her way by the remnants of the stone walkway closer towards the ruin. The three spent a lot of time in summerhall, her and Rhaegar spending the most.

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— IT IS WIP SUNDAY ♡

TAGGED BY the dear @adelaidedrubman, @morvaris, @aartyom, @risingsh0t, @nightbloodraelle, @phillipsgraves and @leviiackrman to post a wip or two ! ♡

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as she has had a vice grip on the brain a cute piece for olga ♡ in the future will include minerva and santo and alyssas logan !

The odds of FEDRA’s successes against the Washington Liberation Front are bleak at best. If she is being frank, they’re losing.

They will reach the basement. They will find the specimens in the vault. They will find them. They will find her.

And they will not have her research. 

The soldiers protecting her outside have likely been taken out. Her colleagues, the ones who didn’t leave on Allards transport with her mentor gisela, fleur, yori, and ondria and didn’t manage to find ways out on their own were likely detained or taken out as well. Leaving her alone. 

She wanted it this way. She won’t let the wrong hands reach what she has worked years for to understand the Cordyceps. She won’t let them reach her. 

“Mother, if this is to be my swansong, I want you to avenge me.” she whispers to herself as she removes her lab coat and research scrubs. Olga was currently on the residential level, and she had the room renovated to include a private elevator leading down directly into the research floor; she'll reach the basement level before they do. 

Olga headed from the window overlooking the outer courtyard of what was once the University of Washington hospital; which FEDRA and the Center for Disease Control, or CDC, had turned into a research facility. Walking to her bed and putting on the dress she had laid there Olga made her way to the vanity on the opposite end of her bed. 

She was taught to look her best when treating guests. Even still, she holds the words of her mother in regard. 

It was her mothers dress, a vintage gown from 2002, the soft blue silk slip dress felt dreamlike on her. She would be wearing this for her memory. Olga, now sitting on the chair gazing at her reflection from the vanity, put on a pair of pearl earrings and a pearl necklace, humming to the tune of Tchaikovsky’s swan lake as she did.

The swan will choose her fate today.

ive also began working on the former seattle crew / former washington dc crew and here is what i have so far of minervas ♡ using the loveliest mari's template !

a cute lil piece for una with this template by the lovely ash ♡

and lastly ! a vicky piece using this template! featuring aj’s nessie ♡

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wip day! ♡

tagged by the lovelies @blackreaches and @adelaidedrubman to post a few things that i’m working on at the moment! thank you so much my dears!

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“is there blood in the water.” a piece that i’m writing for my favorite corpo menace vika bc i missed her! vika meets with her former mentor from her pre arasaka era ♡ she doesn’t handle grief well ✨🥴

She recognized something was on his mind when Mikhail’s features turn a more somber tone of expression as he contemplates his next words to her.

“I apologize for Jenkins, Vikusha, I… understand he meant a lot to you.”

Viktoriya’s immaculately manicured fingers tighten around her flute of champagne until she can see her knuckles turn white. The heartache remains ever so embedded into her consciousness that even the very mere thought of the first time she passed by the Arasaka niches to discover his name among them. She fully plans to remind the ones responsible that they will get their comeuppance for the pain they’ve caused her. Losing him along with everything else she lost, the fact that it still hurts is only the half of it.

The sound of Johnny clapping his hands together snaps her out of her brief venture into the past, she gives him an eye roll and a nod of appreciation for doing that, a typical response now. Somehow, in spite of their extreme differences in nearly everything from their tastes in music to their style of dress to the very obvious being that the man is a rockerboy responsible for the first assault on the arasaka tower in 2023, and her being the very thing he loathes… a corpo. The irritant in her head has somehow wormed his way to becoming a friend.

“i appreciate you saying that, misha. thank you.” She replies.

“Of course, vikusha.”

Even in spite of recent events, it means more than she can say to hear that. He was her mentor when she began her foray from heiress to contract killer, and was more of a father to her than her own, Vikentiy wasn’t much of a parent. This meeting has been jarring to say the least. She expected a reprimanding for sabotaging his negotiations with Arasaka, this conversation is a welcome surprise.

“I did hear from some little birds of mine that you and that takemura gentleman may be something of an item hm?”

She blinks twice… did she mishear? who told him that?

and two edits i’m making for my golden rose dearie miss verlaine! ♡ (x.x.x)

and lastly! the wip boards for verlaine and ithlinne!

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would like to see the great are they married mystery 🧐

FIRST OF ALL I LOVE THE NEW URL CHARLOTTE <3 iconic iconic! AND SECONDLY I ADORE U SM TY TY FOR THE ASK? i was like AHH when i saw u asked for this piece its a fav for me for sure ajshnjkdnjk. it includes a couple clowns i have yet to introduce (but am.. veery excited to <3) here it is for u dear!

WIP TITLE ASK GAME! send me a title that most intruigues you and i'll post a snippet or tell something about it!

The silence in the cell was deafening. Viktor attempted to count the dust particles he can see in the cell and Alejandro from the side of the wall facing the door glared daggers at it. This was going to be a long night and she knew it.

Viktor takes the first shot at making conversation it seems. 

He looks between her and Alejandro, “By the way, I know you both are married… to each other. Might as well let the cat out of the bag that I know while we are here and without everyone I guess?”

He studied their expressions for a moment, and when Alejandro tries to deflect, she shoots him the “can it” look. Isidora from her post on the only known chair in the room, crosses her arms, motioning him to go on.

“I— I was leaning my head against the doors of the shipping container while we were questioning Valeria, and you both stepped outside…. Izzy was calling you an idiot sir, in about ten different languages if my memory was right. And well…. my mom does the same thing to my dad when he returns from ops bent and bruised and almost dying so.”

No point in lying, after all, it is Victor. She’s known the kid long enough in his years since becoming one of the 141 since he was a rookie with lieutenant McTavish. accepted following the death of his brother Aldric, a former member himself. An infiltration and espionage specialist, his brother was killed in action while on an undercover operation at the hands of Vladimir Makarov, the asshole himself. Since then Vik has gone from a whiny Mason legacy kid to one of the best snipers and assets the 141 had, and in spite of the mountains of tragedies, he’s faced in his life he’s still Viktor.

“I guess I get to take home the lump sum of cash from the betting pool if we get out of here you know? That’s something to look forward to..!” He scratches the back of his head and makes a nervous half-laugh… then jumps from where he’s crouched in the corner of the room.

At that, Isidora shoots up from her chair and stands feet or two from where he is. She’s motioning her head downwards to look at from where he sits, hands now resting on her hips as if she’s scolding her four-year-old at home for drawing mustaches on her classmates during nap time. Even as smart as she is, being already fluent in two and a half languages. She’s just like Viktor. 

His brain gets the better of him. She knows. But what the hell does he mean by that?

“Betting pool?! Care to elaborate Viktor?” 

Viktor is now standing up. Shooting glances from them both. She steps a half inch closer, “Shit! Uh… well um… so—“

She cuts him off, “We have all night likely Viktor. But please, today Mason. There is a betting pool about my married life… because?” 

Here comes the bumbling, “And I apologize! I’m so sorry and I am sure the team would agree! Okay okay well… everyone knows you are married right but nobody knows to who. So because of like y’all being around each other a lot right, the consensus is that you’re likely married to price and just want to keep on the down low since like…… your partners and all. 141 and mi-6 right. So uh, well, I thought like the sure price is a catch but your not one to get with anyone who you closely work with you know? Not like Soap and Willa you know? He’s not here but sorry for throwing you under the bus buddy.” He takes a deep inhale before he makes the closing statements of his defense……. Hopefully.

“It's more of a "me and soap" thing but we roped kyle into it too. Not to throw them all under the bus either, Riley said we were going to be chewed out, end up dead, and roasted for holiday dinner—“

She’s cut him off once again. She uncrosses her right hand and motions him to zip it for a moment with her index finger, “And he would be right.” Turning to the left of her, to her spouse from the right of her. Alejandro has now moved to stand with his back nearby to the door. He’s trying to save Viktor from any further embarrassment, but any more revelations and he might burst out laughing it appears.

It's a mutual feeling for her. She’s scowling to look miffed, but this is the funniest thing she’s heard said from someone all week. And there’s still Graves who yet lives and breathes and runs his mouth.

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LÍADÁIN TALOVAIRE patron of nyx and the death sorceress of param, a mage reborn ( x )

oh mage, what have you done? a pyre became a baptism of fire, you came there to die, didn’t you oh mage? you, whom sought the secrets of death, and was claimed by death themself? you, who became their vessel and joined their side didn’t you oh mage? but death is not ready to bring you home, for your rebirth will bring king and heaven to their knees. oh mage, will you choose your heart, your lover and executioner, king of the sun. or will you choose your vengeance? fire and blood, reckoning and ruination? what will you choose, oh mage? what have you done?

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i think im might write an anastasia if ✨🥺 the musical has lived in my head RENT free since i saw it and like? i want to SO BAD? the game plan rn is literally every RO route is gonna be a variation of enemies to lovers which i LOVE for me and the people who read it if I do! im like aiming to have 3? ro’s? of COURSE dimitri, a lieutenant who’s goal is to stop the mc from making it to paris or they have to k*ll them while fighting off their own two feelings, and a sorcerer and former friend of the mcs who may or may not be the related to rasputin who is also… trying to m*rder the mc ✨🤧 and im kind of loving the endings i have in mind for it already! it took me 8 hours to get the coding right for the new oc page so im like AAH about a whole interactive fiction but if i’ve wanted to get into doing this FOREVER and merging the movie and the musical together for this bc i love them both would be lovely ✨🥺🖤

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SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY

my dears @redhearths, @scungilliwoman and @blissfulalchemist tagged me to share six sentences from a WIP i am currently working on! here’s a bit of a piece of the first bit of post main story vika and goro ✨🤧🖤🖤 thank u so much loves y’all are the sweetest!

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Viktoriya found herself in the earths orbit of outer space, her eyes were set directly looking towards the pride and joy of her father and the European Space Agency: The Crystal Palace.

On yet another heist her spacesuit was losing air, and fast, and she could barely make out the name of the caller, let alone answer before she blacked out; yet she heard every word he spoke all the same.

It was sheer will alone that she would even listen to his manage this before she lost consciousness.

She wouldn’t dare blackout on this, not on him.

She understood he was upset from Goro’s tone of voice in the message pertaining the choice she made in the end, and the way they parted before she accepted the assignment, she would assume nothing less were she in his position and he in hers.

That was a natural, human, way to react and curse her upbringing for breeding out that feeling from her; she was hardly human before yet thanks to him, she felt what it was like to be human, to be afraid to lose someone or to be lost to someone, she was afraid of dying now.

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MARIIIII thank you so so much for the ask! your the sweetest and i adore u! i hope ur doing well! ✨🥺 these have been so much fun to do and that ur interested in my writing has me SOBBING so! for u here’s a piece from my two favorite lovelorn fools currently occupying my headspace! ✨😌🤍▫️

Waking up alone in his bed was once a familiar sensation.

Before, Goro would then proceed to get ready for the day, which at one point, had been what he is not doing now.

At one point, he was the bodyguard to Saburo Arasaka, now? This time he was afraid, he wasn’t so sure.

He could try being a solo as Vika suggested, or he could return to Arasaka, for now Goro found contentment in the limbo between.

Waking up alone has not been normal for him for a while now, and today, he woke up alone.

Which Takemura knows, can only mean one thing: Viktoriya is about to flatline someone.

for every “🌹” received in my inbox i’ll post one random sentence of a random WIP that i’m currently writing