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Another WIP Wednesday and one I almost forgot to post, I got called off work Monday due to all the snow we got in Louisville so my internal clock is a bit offset by that just a bit. #wipwendesday #wip #digitalart #drawing #webcomic

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“Sooo,” Spriggs said. “Like, again, shockingly, I don’t want to be nosy. Well, okay, I do, but normally I wouldn’t be so overt and that’s only partly why I’m asking but— since we’re sort of all going to be…” he circled his hands in the air. “Entangled— it would be kind of nice to know— how things are. Soo like, for instance, Stede told me that you were Ed’s manager but…how…involved is your managerial approach?” 

“Oh fuck off, twat. It’s nothing like that,” Izzy muttered, hoping the lad didn’t see his face heating at the implication.  It couldn’t be like that. And even if sometimes when the wind blew right and thoughts snuck in… when dreams left him breathing a little heavily than he should in the hotel room, that was just a fucking fantasy. 

“Alright, I hear you,” Spriggs said. “And I’m not judging either way. That man is fine as hell though for my part I’d only go one night.”

Izzy snorted. “You wouldn’t go a single hour.” 

Not that Spriggs didn’t have his charms, but Edward seemed to like…the strange, vague, pretty ones. Or the fucking hurricane that was Stede fucking Bonnet. Neither of which were good for him. 

“Ouch, bitch,” said Spriggs, a hand over his heart. But he didn’t seem much put out by it. “But that’s fair. I’d rather a full course meal than a snack any day.” He swept his gaze up and down Izzy’s body appraisingly. Izzy let him look and let his own gaze linger on the lad’s form. It might be a good time. He let himself imagine it. The darkness of the flat or Spriggs’ hotel. The hot readiness of the young man’s body. The straightforward conversation of touch and want.

“Sooo,” Spriggs said. “Like, again, shockingly, I don’t want to be nosy. Well, okay, I do, but normally I wouldn’t be so overt and that’s only partly why I’m asking but— since we’re sort of all going to be…” he circled his hands in the air. “Entangled— it would be kind of nice to know— how things are. Soo like, for instance, Stede told me that you were Ed’s manager but…how…involved is your managerial approach?” “Oh fuck off, twat. It’s nothing like that,” Izzy muttered, hoping the lad didn’t see his face heating at the implication. It couldn’t be like that. And even if sometimes when the wind blew right and thoughts snuck in… when dreams left him breathing a little heavily than he should in the hotel room, that was just a fucking fantasy. “Alright, I hear you,” Spriggs said. “And I’m not judging either way. That man is fine as hell though for my part I’d only go one night.” Izzy snorted. “You wouldn’t go a single hour.” Not that Spriggs didn’t have his charms, but Edward seemed to like…the strange, vague, pretty ones. Or the fucking hurricane that was Stede fucking Bonnet. Neither of which were good for him. “Ouch, bitch,” said Spriggs, a hand over his heart. But he didn’t seem much put out by it. “But that’s fair. I’d rather a full course meal than a snack any day.” He swept his gaze up and down Izzy’s body appraisingly. Izzy let him look and let his own gaze linger on the lad’s form. It might be a good time. He let himself imagine it. The darkness of the flat or Spriggs’ hotel. The hot readiness of the young man’s body. The straightforward conversation of touch and want.

#WIPWendesday
From the upcoming Chapter of Love Songs of Stars and Flowers: archiveofourown.org/works/65891080
#OFMD

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“Take Prince Snow into the woods, and there you will put him to death and bring me his heart that I might eat it and have his beauty for myself,” instructed Prince Cullen.
Owain Boarskin, who was clever, knew that if he refused Prince Cullen’s request, that he would lose his life and position in the palace, and so he bowed deeply and promised to do as he was bid.
Prince Snow, whose heart was as pure as that for which he was named, was not difficult to convince to go into the woods. Indeed, he did so happily, for he had long harboured feelings for the huntsman, and sought to confess them to the man whilst the two of them were alone in the woods.
Owain Boarskin took Prince Snow deep into the forest, treading along paths he knew well, but which even the most skilled soldiers or lords could not navigate. Then he took Prince Snow by the shoulders, and said, “My prince, your father’s husband bid me take you into the woods today, and he told me that I should put you to death and bring him your heart.”
Prince Snow’s eyes widened with fear—He knew Master Boarskin was loyal to his kingdom, and that game had not always been what he hunted for.
“I will not do as I have been told,” Owain assured the prince, “But his jealousy of your beauty has consumed him, and the only way to save your life is to mar that beauty forever.”

“Take Prince Snow into the woods, and there you will put him to death and bring me his heart that I might eat it and have his beauty for myself,” instructed Prince Cullen. Owain Boarskin, who was clever, knew that if he refused Prince Cullen’s request, that he would lose his life and position in the palace, and so he bowed deeply and promised to do as he was bid. Prince Snow, whose heart was as pure as that for which he was named, was not difficult to convince to go into the woods. Indeed, he did so happily, for he had long harboured feelings for the huntsman, and sought to confess them to the man whilst the two of them were alone in the woods. Owain Boarskin took Prince Snow deep into the forest, treading along paths he knew well, but which even the most skilled soldiers or lords could not navigate. Then he took Prince Snow by the shoulders, and said, “My prince, your father’s husband bid me take you into the woods today, and he told me that I should put you to death and bring him your heart.” Prince Snow’s eyes widened with fear—He knew Master Boarskin was loyal to his kingdom, and that game had not always been what he hunted for. “I will not do as I have been told,” Owain assured the prince, “But his jealousy of your beauty has consumed him, and the only way to save your life is to mar that beauty forever.”

Long time no #WIPWendesday. I am trying to get back on the horse with weekly posts, but we'll see if it sticks.

This week I have a Tail Fairytale to show off. Coming in 2026! :)

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#wipwendesday
Prepare for world-class banter, pen-and-paper and DRAMA! ❤️

Lucifer runs an ambitious urban project – Paradise City – which turns into hell. Alastor's entrance into his life certainly does NOT help.

Modern AU #Radioapple fic 🌆🎲🌊
#Lucifer_Disasterstar #Alastor's_evil_plans_get_ruined

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How's the song go? #Wipwendesday, double feature?!

More of the Priest!Lucifer fic I'm doing based off @lululamb.bsky.social 's au (that's now huge), and part of my collaboration with @pickledshux.bsky.social that we're doing for @raweddingzine.bsky.social (orders soon!)

#appleradio #radioapple

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A work in progress inked sketch of an older woman with coral growing around her. She has a square shaped cut out in her chest with a cube inside of it.

A work in progress inked sketch of an older woman with coral growing around her. She has a square shaped cut out in her chest with a cube inside of it.

Happy #WIPWendesday Here's a quick look at some more concept art for my current TTRPG project of some example PCs.

Traversing the depths may have a toll on you, greater than you know.

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A messy digital sketch of Ed and Stede from Our Flag Means Death kissing. Ed is pulling Stede in, his fingers splayed in Stede's hair. They are shirtless and (because multiple layers of the sketch are visible) have far too many nipples at the moment.

A messy digital sketch of Ed and Stede from Our Flag Means Death kissing. Ed is pulling Stede in, his fingers splayed in Stede's hair. They are shirtless and (because multiple layers of the sketch are visible) have far too many nipples at the moment.

A bit of my final drawing (probably) for Mermay. Got a few stray nipples to clean up 😄 #ofmd #ofmdfanart #WIPWendesday

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Two drow women wearing fancy dresses stand and talk on a balcony. One looks out over the balcony, one hand on her hip and one up on a wall. The other lounges against the balcony holding a drink and smiling.

Two drow women wearing fancy dresses stand and talk on a balcony. One looks out over the balcony, one hand on her hip and one up on a wall. The other lounges against the balcony holding a drink and smiling.

For #wipwendesday, another scene fr my #dnd campaign! Flashback to 20 years prior, Edosia’s 100th bday. She looks, dissatisfied, out over the party House Baenre has thrown in her honor & commiserates w/ her then-bff who’s about to recruit her to the Seldarine resistance. #dndart #ocart #dndoc #drow

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I’m finally back to enjoying the creative process even when I mess up 🥰 #wipwendesday #blender3d #blender #smallartist #fyp #artistsoftiktok #creativeprocess #3dmodeling #3danimation

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She turned it over and over in her hands like it would reveal some sort of secret, yet again and again all that greeted her was that title, almost mocking her with the knowledge she knew was stored within the tomb that all members of the order were forced to memorise and repeat at the time of their accession.

She could still remember her own time going over the very book in her hands, trying to remember all the commandments and the reasons for them, the stories which showed how each of the commandments were sacred and true and why the order held by them.

And then her time standing before the elders, Heart beside her in the finest of their riding leathers, each reciting everyone of the commandments in perfect synchronization as was tradition for a rider and the dragon who would be their steed. 

They came unbidden to her mind at that moment, rattling through her head like a pair of dice ‘Thou shall not kill thine Steed for greed, nor kill thine Rider for glory, Thou shall not commit an evil deed through any action nor inaction, Thou shalt not lust after thine Steed, nor lust after thine Rider, Thou shall never betray the Order, Thou shall serve the Order with Dignity and Honor, Thou shalt never pollute or dilute the bond between Steed and Rider’.

text that reads She turned it over and over in her hands like it would reveal some sort of secret, yet again and again all that greeted her was that title, almost mocking her with the knowledge she knew was stored within the tomb that all members of the order were forced to memorise and repeat at the time of their accession. She could still remember her own time going over the very book in her hands, trying to remember all the commandments and the reasons for them, the stories which showed how each of the commandments were sacred and true and why the order held by them. And then her time standing before the elders, Heart beside her in the finest of their riding leathers, each reciting everyone of the commandments in perfect synchronization as was tradition for a rider and the dragon who would be their steed. They came unbidden to her mind at that moment, rattling through her head like a pair of dice ‘Thou shall not kill thine Steed for greed, nor kill thine Rider for glory, Thou shall not commit an evil deed through any action nor inaction, Thou shalt not lust after thine Steed, nor lust after thine Rider, Thou shall never betray the Order, Thou shall serve the Order with Dignity and Honor, Thou shalt never pollute or dilute the bond between Steed and Rider’.

#WIPWendesday Here's the latest part of my Dragon X Rider fic that I've been slowly chipping away since the 2024 autumn prompt made The Erotica Abyss.

Will I actually be able to finish this fic, who knows?

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Just a couple dozen (one not shown) washed mechs.

#WIPWendesday
#Battletech
#MiniaturePainting

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#WIPWendesday

New chapter for my explicit d/s undertone fic, The Games We Play, has been ready since Sunday and will be up Friday.

You can read the previous 10 chapters here:
archiveofourown.org/works/58802512

#mhaao3 #bnhaao3 #hawksxoc #ao3 #hawkssmut #teaser #fanfiction #fanfic

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Wip for a KDM pin up.
I generally don’t think of myself as an amazing painter, just an above average one but if there’s anything I do take pride in is how I paint skintones
#wipwendesday
#boardgames
#miniatures
#miniaturepainting

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WIP update for #wipwendesday 🩷

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My snakey boy Basil for #wipWendesday!

Decided to rework a sketch from a few years ago~
#ocs #wip

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partial sketch of Galerina, a very busty oc with green hair and brown eyes. she's looking down on you while the pipe she's holding has smoke pillowing out of it and surrounding her. 
the completed linework is only done on her neck and upwards - very much a work in progress still

partial sketch of Galerina, a very busty oc with green hair and brown eyes. she's looking down on you while the pipe she's holding has smoke pillowing out of it and surrounding her. the completed linework is only done on her neck and upwards - very much a work in progress still

Happy #WIPWendesday
I've been very slowly picking away at this piece and have changed my mind on how I want to render the smoke like 40 times, am still undecided

Share your wip of the week

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Progress photo of my 3D model. What do you think? Which one should I make my banner? #vroid #vtuber #indievtuber #early #wipwendesday

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