from bsd regency au ft. teen soukoku flashback 👀 (cw alcohol mention)

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It was over the moment she moved. Her long leg swung over his waist, perfect thighs settling into place on either side of his hips with practiced ease. She placed her wine glass down next to his head where he lay on his back on the rug, the movement betrayed as an excuse to press against him when she didn't sit back up again, her chest pressed against his as she stretched languidly over his body. "Is that so?" He murmured, his hands moving to the narrow taper of her bare waist. She didn't respond, choosing instead to run her fingers absently through the thick tangle of his hair, pushing it back away from his eyes in a movement so familiar it ached. The minor miracle of her body under his hands was something he had been powerless against from the start. Possessive and slow, Aymeric's hands smoothed along her naked skin, across the ridges of her scars up her waist and down the individual notches of her spine. All lithe muscle and slender limbs, the subtle feminine curves of her were more than enough to strike him speechless at the best of times. Here, with her perched above him, her breath against his ear and her hands in his hair, he was malleable clay in her hands. "We were in the middle of a conversation," he reminded her, tilting his head back where he lay so her could catch her eye, the dark glint of intention snapping brightly there. "We were," she agreed, and her deft fingers traced down the angles of his face, along the line of his throat, further downwards over his bare shoulders as though feeling out his thoughts through touch alone. She shifted, just enough, her hips rocking a minuscule amount against him, and was rewarded by the way his breath hitched in his throat. She leaned close, her hair spilling over her shoulder in rippling waves as she pressed her wine-stained lips against the sensitive shell of his ear. Aymeric's eyes fluttered closed at the sensation, but he was achingly alert.

He was achingly alert and awake when she whispered to him in the lost Gelmorran she rarely used, her voice pitched low to catch the pronunciation in her throat. Lover. His hands tightened on her hips, holding her tight against him, heat rising, blood pumping. He turned his head fast enough to catch her lips, coaxing her into a kiss that was languid and open, tasting of wine and spices and promises more than happy to be kept. He spoke in turn, the old Ishgardian rolling off his tongue and onto hers as he murmured into her mouth, possessive and wanting. Wife. Her teeth scraped against his lower lip, and her hips rolled with purpose now, startling a broken gasp out of him that she bit down on just that much harder. One of his hands pressed down her lower back, inching ever lower until his fingers pressed against the end of her tailbone, the beginning of the tempting dipping curves of her, and she arched her spine into the touch, unable to press as close as she needed without crawling into his skin entirely. She threaded her fingers back into his hair, knotted and possessive, and kissed him like she was drowning, warm and open in the flickering firelight. The wineglass nearby sat forgotten as Aymeric's clever fingers eased lower in their journey, forcing the air from her lungs and her thighs to spread open further over him, an invitation he didn't intend to refuse.

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"Have they always been here?" "I don't know." Aymeric was a warm, solid presence at her side in the cold stillness of the night, his gloved hand lightly protective where it rested gently at her waist. Around them, the ancient Coerthan mountains whispered gently in the frozen darkness, softly crowned in distant starlight. The land felt vast and intimate, hushed and poignant as they stood in the shadows of the rocky cliff faces, alone save for their strange company. It had taken little tempting for her to leave the city. The taste was still strange in her mouth, this new ability to be seen together in public. To have her hand clasped in his without the shelter of a tabletop, or to let her gaze wander unfiltered across his face where anyone would interpret the naked expression she wore. They had existed so long in shadows that it felt natural for him to lace his fingers in hers and gently lead her away from the merry Starlight celebrations that no longer needed their active, official presence. "I've only ever seen them during Starlight," Aymeric continued, his voice pitched low, his head bent towards her as he spoke so his lips nearly brushed her ear. "I don't know what they're called." Her hand bare, she reached slowly forwards. The creature's breath was warm and damp on her skin, its nose snuffling curiously against her palm. It was long and elegant, reminiscent of does she'd encountered before, yet with none of their hostile defensiveness. This creature was innocent. Pure in a way that made something hollow in her chest ache.

"I've never told anyone," Aymeric said after a stretch of silence. Another doe had ambled up, her delicate nose pressing quietly against his elbow, searching for hidden offerings of food, comfortable in her innate knowledge that they wouldn't hurt her. "They'll be gone by sunrise." "Thank you." It was more mere movement of her lips than words spoken aloud, but he heard her anyway, as he always had. His grip tightened on her waist, pulling her in enough so that he could press his lips, warm and sure, against her temple. "We can stay with them," he said softly, and she turned to kiss him properly, the gentle creatures their only witnesses, ones who would never tell of her fragile display of intimacy. Above, the stars rolled their slow revolution across the sky. Below, the nameless creatures were fleeting. But in that moment, they existed, together in secret, despite all odds. Thorne and Aymeric existed, together in secret, despite all odds. And that counted for something.

Merry Starlight.

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Day 2 - The Fade

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And they only had three laps to decide if they wanted to keep going. It looked like there would be a lot of screaming, laughing, and crying.

4/4
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It was a show where contestants had to chat with each other while being whipped around a race track at top speed by a pro driver. The contestants wore helmets, so they could barely see each other. They were jolted around all over the place.

3/4
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A dating show in rally cars? Henry stopped walking and plopped down on the first bench he saw to look it up. He absolutely had to know more. A few taps on his phone, and he found the show's trailer.

2/4
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His eyes drifted to an ad on the side of a bus. It was for a new dating show on Channel 4. Just what the world needed. After 'Player Paradise,' which had gamers looking for love on the beach, it seemed the channel was shaking things up with 'Fast Track, Forever?'.

1/4

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Working on something 👀👀 (purely rough draft)

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Picture of a document describing a scene from an upcoming fanfiction for Phainon/mydei. It reads “"As if, state your pitiful attempts Deliverer. I will surely exceed them," Mydei huffs but his eyes, they're so warm. Phainon opens his mouth to answer and all he hears is a dull twang before Mydei's blood sprays all over him. All he can do is watch, mounting horror souring all the joy he'd managed to scrape up, as Mydei falls, a monster of an arrow protrudes from his chest proud as a spear. He just barely manages to catch Mydei before he hits the ground, doing his best to not jostle him, but already his golden eyes are dimming, Mydei's breaths come in stuttering starts and stops as his clawed hands grasp the arrow head. "Glorious death before return!" The titankin screeches from its spot on the ground, before it too collapses to so much rubble and golden ichor.”

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CW: canonical character death, blood, violence,

I’m feeling a calling, a beckoning, to the river made of wails of sorrow. Don’t despair my love for I only wish to tread the shallows, scoop the sand made of diamond tears, before I make my way back to you.

So the Rookships event had an Enemies to Lovers tag and I really wanted to do it but didn’t get it done in time but I am still gonna finish it soooo have a #FicSnippet of my lovers to enemies to lovers #EmmRook fic, this is if Rook wasn’t Rook and joined Hezenkoss instead AU

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“I need to walk away before I say something I regret.”

“Hermione-“

“No, Draco, you promised me you wouldn’t let your father interfere in our relationship.”

“I’ve been working.”

“At his demand. We can talk tomorrow, I can’t right now.”

She refused to look back.

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WIP Wednesday
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“Draco, we can’t.”

“Why?”

“Because your father would never accept me. And I will never accommodate his beliefs”

“And that’s just it?”

“How do you think it would work?”

It was so silent that she could hear the snow falling around them, because he didn’t have an answer.

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This art definitely inspired the new chapter of I Hate it Here, fingers crossed I get it done for tomorrow 🤭 #icyago #ficsnippet #helluvafics maybe the other artwork by @mundayme.bsky.social will show up too 😅 not beta read, there are def typos right now

surprise it’s bsd regency au again! ft. akutagawa being a reluctant wingman lol

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preview snippet of new ratiorine fic that is being worked on of a modeling and photographer AU.

SCREAMS, CRIES, AFFECTIONATELY PUNCHES A WALL. OH WE COOKING TODAY FAM. (PS: this is also unedited, sorry) #ratiorine #ficsnippet