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Landeg @landeg.world · 27/09/2026

Thank you to everyone who came to my birthday stream! I had a blast chatting with you all about comics, OCs, and art in general, while drawing #Silver&Iron. I'm so touched that so many of you were interested in a stream focused on this cast! See you next Werewolf Wednesday!

The main cast of Silver & Iron (Heliotrope, Ashley, Lake, Maddoc, Sorrel, Dahlia, and Clemence) drawn in a square composition looking up at the viewer with the text "thank you!".

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Landeg @landeg.world · 22/09/2026

Silver & Iron: Part Four Pages 11/33

Sorrel and Heliotrope leap effortlessly across the rooftops, lit by moonlight and street lamps, Heliotrope following Sorrel's path over chimneys and fixtures. Heliotrope: "This is so fun! It's like having trampolines for feet!" Sorrel: "Aye, but keep your voice down. You've stuck enough rings on me I'm jingling like a reindeer as it is. And mind to land only where I'm landing. You don't wanna fall through someone's ceiling, 'specially when you've not been invited." H: "We have to be invited in? That's real?" S: "Truly. That's why it's a lot safer to cut around as a bat or owl or something. Now that you've got the hang of glamouring, you should learn proper shape-shifting next." H: "Please! Lake said you can turn into a bunch of stuff." S: "He's right, I'm brilliant." H, excited: "Oh! Oh! You should teach me how to turn into mist like you! That must be really handy!" Next panel focuses on the back of Sorrel's head, hair billowing as he jumps. "That's not something you want, pet. Let's worry about bats for now." Heliotrope stares at him a moment then looks away. "Okay." (Perking up) "Um, I've been wondering this for a while,but- what are your pronouns?" She points at him and he turns, startled. S: "My what?" H: "Like, he/they? She/her? Ze/zir, faeself, bun/bunself-" S: "I know what they are… he… he? He/he? I'm just a man, love. Nothing fancy." H: "That's what I thought but I didn't want to assume! You had skirts and dresses in your wardrobe."

Sorrel: "Well fashion's about the only thing worth sticking around for, and men's clothes get fucken old real quick. Still- can't fault you for asking. But for the record, it wasn't my choice to die looking like an emaciated fop." Heliotrope, deep in thought: "Is that a slur?" S: "I used to have to glamour as a woman all the time, actually- that's how I know it's not for me, hah." H, smiling: "You did? Cool! Why?" S, looking forward, expression pensive: "Because either I went out with my husband as some woman, or I went out as myself, with my good pal Roderick. Wears on you." H: "Wait - you were married? Aww!" S: "Well, not legally. Roderick passed away just before the 90s hit. Which is a real shame, 'cause he would've loved Imogen Heap." Heliotrope looks saddened. "Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot how old you really are…" (Panicking) "Um-! I didn't mean that in a bad way-" Sorrel, smiling: "Don't be daft! I am old! And proud of it. Sometimes, I'll even glamour m'self to look more like my real age." As he speaks he passes his hand over his face to reveal an older, wrinklier appearance with pure white hair. H (smirking): "Aren't you still like, fifty years off…?" Sorrel drops the glamour and his smile. "Wow. First of all, (hand on his chest) Gagged me. Second-" He grabs Heliotrope around the shoulders and steers her aside.

Heliotrope and Sorrel overlook a modest two-storey family home built into an incline. Sorrel: "That's the one, yeah?" Heliotrope grins and jumps down. "Yeah! Doesn't look like Mr. Biggle has thrown anything out yet… C'mon!" Sorrel smiles at her. "Keep your voice down, pet." They approach the darkened front door under a small porch. Sorrel starts to take off the bags he's wearing, saying "I'll mist under the door and open it from the inside." Heliotrope: "No need! Three, four, five from the left…" She holds a potted plant that seems to have died in the cold. In the draining dish underneath there is revealed a spare key. "Still there! My dad forgets his keys all the time." She goes to use the key in the front doorknob, but pauses. "Forgot," she corrects herself. The panel does not show her eyes but does show Sorrel glancing at her.

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Kakashi's Boytoy ⚡ @cebuwu.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

I fell to my knees when I realized I saved without the layers because I wanted to make the background super bright 😭 next time next time!!!

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Landeg @landeg.world · 26/09/2026

Today is my BIRTHDAYYY and I am cashing in on my right to be annoying AF about my webcomic!! Action, drama, comedy, werewolf politics, vampire ennui, and a big sexy hairy blossoming gay romance between two losers. Plus a lil weird girl who loves to be dead! Read SILVER & IRON today! You have to.

Page from chapter one with a werewolf racing around an alley corner chasing an inky half-fish-skeleton monster creature. "I am a Bloodright werewolf of the Lovell family, twenty generations strong! And I'm proud of it! Even if it's weird!"

Little girl who appears unconscious, her right arm and part of her skull magically exploding to reveal the sinew, musculature and bone underneath as it repairs itself.

A different absolutely massive werewolf smirking as he smacks two other werewolves out the way, then leaps to the ground on top of them, asking of two onlookers: "Okay. If I ask nicely, will you tell me who hired you? Or am I gonna ask meanly?"

Brightly coloured page of panels of different sizes with the text "are we flirting?" running behind them. Two men, one blond and bearded, the other with messy black hair and red eyes, are sitting close to each other with drinks in hand. "Not just for that night. For everything. You've done a lot for us that you didn't have to. I feel like I need to... repay you." Blond man: [His skin is so cold, but so soft. It's nothing like a cadaver.] (Smiling) "Yeah? Repay me how?" Other man: "However you want."

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Kakashi's Boytoy ⚡ @cebuwu.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

modern AU kakashi/zabuza are fwb they're not a situationship they're just normal and casual about things i just think they could've blossomed in another lifetime <3 (w/ hyou there obviously because i'm greedy)

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Farky 🔞 @farky.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

I'm behind on sharing comms! First up is the cutest little chibi Benerobyn from @cebuwu.bsky.social 🥰 Look at them!!!

A chibi illustration of Benedict and Robyn from Sorry We're Closed. Robyn sits on Benedict's lap, hooves up, their expression flat despite a blush across their cheeks. Benedict smiles at them, holding them in both arms. Between the two of them are two hearts, green and blue.

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Landeg @landeg.world · 15/09/2026

Silver & Iron: Part Four Pages 8/33

Full-page shot of an open double front door, looking out from inside. A covered Victorian porch leads down to a brick path surrounded by rose bushes, then a tall brick fence - its sliding gate retracted - and the street. Beyond the light spilling from the foyer, everything is dark and still. Speech bubbles fill the page with no visible speakers. "Ready?" "Yep! Except I changed my mind about your boa. It's too much." "Oh, aye? If you think so. I still need all these necklaces, though?" "Yeah." "And both belts?" "Yep. It ties the theme together." "Alright, you're the boss." Some space between bubbles. "You know, we don't have to go if you don't want to." (Quickly) "You said once I could hold a glamour for two minutes-!!" "I'm not going back on it! Calm down. I'm just saying."

Sorrel Ballantyne and Heliotrope Jones stand on the threshold of the vampires' house, looking out at the dark. Sorrel is leaning on the doorframe dressed in black - a dress shirt tucked into skinny jeans with Chelsea boots, layered necklaces, and stacked rings. He has a duffel bag on one shoulder and a large tote on the other. Heliotrope is standing next to him wearing culottes and a large poncho, with her hair tied in two bushy pigtails, holding a vintage suitcase in each hand. Sorrel: "This'll be your first step into the world as the new you. Don't rush it if you're not ready." Heliotrope, puffing up, determined: "I was dead ready! Let's go get my stuff!"

Panels of just their feet show Heliotrope jumping down the porch steps while Sorrel treads behind. Heliotrope: "Ooh! Are you gonna fly me there?" Sorrel: "Sorry, love. What I do is more like- floating. Couldn't carry more than could fit in my pocket." Heliotrope: "Aw, that's not nearly as cool." Sorrel: "I won't argue with you there." Their feet move on to a sidewalk in a suburban area. Their dialogue implies that they are in the middle of a conversation. Heliotrope: "… But honestly I don't think either of them were that nice to her. She should've married Alice, she was the coolest one. Oh! Are there any other vampires in Seattle?" Sorrel: "Oh, loads. Not all of 'em are nice but. I'll introduce you to some of the cool ones if y'want." H: "Yes please!" S: "Alright, but don't hold your breath, we tend to lose track of time. (Aside) Y'know I thought the dad was good looking-" The scene transitions to them walking past a narrow dark alley between two homes. S: "But how does Hemera get back to the fairy realm?" H: "Because of her mom's fairy blood! She learns she can open the portal whenever she wants." S: "Well she's a clever girl." The dialogue shifts back into focus. "Alright, I think this place will do, nice an' discreet. Anyone coming, Bonny?" H: "Nope!" S: "Brilliant. Right - you're stronger now, y'know that. But you're not gonna be crushing anyone's hand instead of shaking it, like. You just gotta learn to surpass limits that aren't there any more." His rising hand illustrates this change. "So what you do is bend your knees-" He and Heliotrope squat in the alleyway- "And think of the biggest jump y'ever did in your life, then times it by three. Alright?" H: "Alright!" S: "On three- one, two-"

The two vampires leap so high vertically that they clear all the rooftops in the surrounding suburb, though Heliotrope has easily jumped twice as high as Sorrel, a tiny stick figure against the night's sky. She boggles down at the rooftops below her, bursting into laughter. Sorrel calls up to her, bemused: "That was more than three times!" Heliotrope: "Wow! Wow!! Whee!" An empty panel shows only speech bubbles: "Wait- how do I land!?" Sorrel: "Bend your knees! Let's try again-" [THUMP]

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rednoonsun @rednoonsun.bsky.social · 11/09/2026

*slams fists on table* MARRY THEM. THEY SHOULD BE MARRIED. #chreon

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A Scanner Sparkly @ascannersparkly.bsky.social · 11/09/2026

listen to iron maiden baby #scannerart

doodle of a smug anthro fox girl smoking

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Landeg @landeg.world · 01/09/2026

Happy Werewolf Wednesday! It's a break week for #Silver&Iron, but please enjoy this illustration of the Lovell brothers and some (metaphorical?) dogs. #OCsky Silver & Iron: Part 4 launches next Wednesday, September 9! See you then! 🐺🌙

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Landeg @landeg.world · 03/08/2026

Sketch of the characters Lake Bailey & Ashley Lovell from the webcomic #Silver&Iron sitting together at a bar table. Ashley is laughing while Lake stares with wide eyes and a little teardrop, a thought bubble leading to the quoted post

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Landeg @landeg.world · 28/08/2026

Happy end of Part Three everyone #Silver&Iron

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✨👁️Withkindereyes👁️✨ @withkindereyes.bsky.social · 11/01/2025

Hi I’m Mirphy, horror cartoonist, writer, and ARG dev. Commissions always open my horror project: @pendogcreative.bsky.social #art #horrorart #illustration

Al Columbia styled drawing of Inspekta from Great god grove. A tall spire of a creature wearing a red coat and hat. Inspekta has curly green hair, green skin, and a leering malicious smile beneath deranged eyes filled with many colored rings. Around him are a sea of gloves hands that end in taloned fingers. The hands curl and twist and tangle in many different poses. They fade into the darkness behind him.

Mixed media painting/illustration. A small cartoon beaver, Bucky beaver, wearing a sailors shirt and hat. He’s depicted in a rubberhose cartoon style and is running along a beach during the sunset with the orange star hanging low behind the serf. In the shoreline small fish flit in and out of views at the forefront of the painting is the tangled wreckage of wooden boats and fraying netting. Behind Bucky the painted backdrop is peeling off a wooden facade to reveal a dark backstage area filled with nets and faces and buoys. A red hook on a question mark shaped rope dangles from the top of the painting, like it’s luring Bucky into danger. There are words on the top and bottom of the painting that read “shipwrecked 64” and “come down below Bucky, I have something wonderful to show you”

Rubberhose cartoon illustration of a wide sprawling garden composed of human faces flowers that opens up into a bright valley full of fields and greenery. In the forefront is Millie moonbeam A small firefly with a lightbulb for a body and wings sprouting from her hat. She peeks over a bush and looks out into the valley as an angelic creature emerges from the valley with the rising sun, it’s a strange beast with legs made of roots, a cylindrical body resembling a red and white dotted mushroom, a circular face with squinted eyes and a grinning mouth full of teeth, around its face sprout multiple rugged leafs. From its head sprouts a giant flower that opens into a yawning mouth upon which a cane holding caterpillar stands, greeting the valley.

Rubberhose cartoon illustration of a small cartoon dog, Maisy the mutt, wearing a black hat red sweater and white skirt. She’s emerging from an uncorked inkwell on a geyser of ink and wears a surprised expression as she is surrounded by a crowd of ghosts and monsters that gleefully witness her reawakening into their world. Some of the ghosts have straw hair, wear bow ties, hats, sweaters, and smoke cigars.

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A Scanner Sparkly @ascannersparkly.bsky.social · 30/08/2026

drawpile doggies #scannerart

doodle of two canine anthros + some little scribbles

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Dove 🚬🥃 @dovegraveyard.bsky.social · 27/08/2026

Madonna and child

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mew ❤️‍🔥 katamaren @mewtides.bsky.social · 27/08/2026

a distant memory of you #katakuri #onepieceoc

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Kakashi's Boytoy ⚡ @cebuwu.bsky.social · 28/08/2026

I would use bsky more but none of my friends are here and it also just will not load on my phone </3 Hell yeah, I can't wait!! ^^

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Kakashi's Boytoy ⚡ @cebuwu.bsky.social · 26/08/2026

Getting sniffy at Lake's advice...... Lake I adore you.......

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Landeg @landeg.world · 25/08/2026

Silver & Iron: Part Three Pages 49/49 [PART THREE END]

$Ashley’s lips press against Lake’s but Lake is too stunned to reciprocate, his eyes widening even further. After a second to process the panel flips to a cartoony portrayal of Lake’s inner mind; a swarm of bats escape from the cavern of his empty head as if his mental “HUH!?” was loud enough to have spooked them. A gaggle of mini Lakes in hardhats and lab coats are gathered around a white board, discussing numbers and graphs that all add up to big question marks. Big Lake, thinking: “Huh? Huh?? Why is this happening!? Why is this where we’re at!? I don’t even know how we got here?” Snapping back to reality, he pulls a fraction away from Ashley, staring at him. “Uh-” “Wait,” he thinks. “Is this… how he wants me to thank him…?” In the time it takes for the club’s lighting to flash between different colours, Ashley has pulled away, eyes widening in horror, hand lifting to his own lips. “Oh… Oh, god, oh fuck, I’m so-” Lake interrupts him by kissing him back into the booth seating, crowding him against the wall with one hand planted firmly behind Ashley’s head and the other on the table, knocking over their bottles. Ashley’s panic jams against Lake’s mouth, the dagger cross pendant hanging between their bodies. Lake, thinking: “Finally. Something I know how to do.”$

Lake and Ashley’s kiss deepens, their tongues pressing together so Lake can change the angle of their head. Ashley, whose arms had been pressed between them when Lake brought their bodies together, cups Lake’s jaw and neck, kissing back with equal if not more enthusiasm. He’s trying to keep quiet in the club but can’t help making small sounds around their kiss. His thoughts are fighting against themselves in different colours in his mind - “Oh God, oh God, what am I doing?” (Hind-thought: “He’s so cold but it feels so good-”) Fore-thought: “I can’t be doing this- not here- not with him-” (Hind-thought: “I missed this-” Lake’s eye peels open to steal a glance at Ashley as they kiss and he slowly raises the hand that had been bracing against the wall behind them. Ashley (thinking): “If anyone saw me with a vampire-” (Hind-thought: “Bet he’d be able to keep up with me,”) Fore-thought: “E- even if he wasn’t, what about Amelia and the other-” Lake’s hand grabs the back of Ashley’s head forcefully, large enough to almost palm his skull; Ashley responds with an embarrassingly loud noise, gripping Lake’s cheeks even tighter. Ashley, thinking: “Fuck!! Am I into bigger guys!? His hands are so-” His thoughts are cut off by his own surprised gasp as Lake uses that grip on Ashley’s head to pull it to the side, exposing his neck to Lake’s mouth. Lake’s eyes are fixed on Ashley, though Ashley can’t see; from the position he’s being held in, he can only stare wide-eyed over Lake’s shoulder, his hand startled to the side. His heart beats loudly. He thinks, “Is he going to-!?” and envisions two bloody, dripping bite marks over the scene.

Ashley clenches his eyes and grips Lake tighter, fingers bunching in his hair and singlet. “Fuck-!!” He thinks, bracing himself, only to let out a noise of surprise followed by a breathy sigh as Lake does not in fact bite his neck, but instead licks up Ashley’s throat, eyes open to catch a glimpse of him as he brushes his cheek up against Ashley’s and takes the shell of his ear in his mouth, biting down just hard enough for Ashley to let out another moan. Ashley, thinking: “I can’t- I can’t-” (Hind-thought: “I want to!”) Fore-thought: “I barely even know him-” (Hind-thought: “Isn’t that the point?”) Despite himself, Ashley is holding Lake’s head closer, making more sounds as Lake flits a tongue into his ear. Ashley, thinking: “It’s more important that we stay professional…” (Hind-thought: “God!”) Fore-thought: “I don’t… want to burn this bridge… by making things awkward between-” The panel trails down beneath the table, where a toppled beer bottle drips over the edge; Lake’s free hand has slid down to rest against Ashley’s inner thigh, his broad palm flat against muscle and hair, the tips of his fingers just slipping under the hem of Ashley’s shorts. Ashley’s thoughts cut out as immediate as the panel’s border, his expression drifting slack and eyes distant, any words he’d been thinking dissipating into sparks against a sheer black backdrop while Lake keeps kissing his neck.

Ashley pushes them apart, breaking their kiss and bowing his head to try and catch his breath. The colours of the club have faded back into their awareness. Lake waits for Ashley to speak, his expression nervous, but saying nothing. Ashley, with his hands still cupped around Lake’s neck, finally looks up to lock eyes with him and ask, “Do you want to go somewhere?” Lake looks back at him with a heavy gaze: he thinks of how Ashley looked on the surveillance videos he’s seen of him, nervously glancing at the cameras as he delivers mail; he remembers how Ashley looked the night they found Heliotrope, staring up at him in wonder, bathed in moonlight and surrounded by blood; and he contrasts both of these images against how the man appears now, physically before him in his arms, looking up at him with desire and surrounded by a plumes of red with hints of yellow. Lake’s eyes are alight; he is reading Ashley’s emotional aura, though only the reader can see this, not Ashley, and the page cuts to black just as Lake plainly responds “yeah.” above text reading “PART 3 END”.

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Kakashi's Boytoy ⚡ @cebuwu.bsky.social · 26/08/2026

P3 GOING OUT WITH A BANG!! As always this was super fun to read and I loved following the boys up to this point ough here they are 🥺🥺🥺 Silver and Iron is genuinely the only reason why I still check bsky a lot of the time godspeed boys only for you sjfhdsjfsgj PLUS ALL THE SPIRIT BOX STUFF WAAA CUTE

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Landeg @landeg.world · 18/08/2026

Silver & Iron: Part Three Pages 45/49

The thought “Are we flirting?” repeats in the background of the page. The colours of the club’s lighting - cyan, magenta, yellow - cycle through the panels disjointedly. The two men are still sitting side-by-side, and Ashley leans in when Lake speaks. Lake: “Not just for that night. For everything. You’ve done a lot for us that you didn’t have to.” Lake’s eyes are back down at the table, finding the words to say. “I feel like I need to… repay you.” There’s a flash of his sharp fangs as his lips move. Their shoulders are pressed together. Ashley, thinking: “His skin is so cold, but so soft. It’s nothing like a cadaver.” He leans against his own hand holding the bottle he got from Lake, still watching the other man, smiling. “Yeah? Repay me how?” Their forearms stay resting next to each other on the table, touching casually where they’re closest. The mantra of “Are we flirting?” repeats as he mentally compares how his hand would fit inside Lake’s larger palm, even though Ashley’s hands are already not small. A bead of condensation trickles down the beer bottle over the fingers on Ashley’s other hand. Lake looks up at him, making eye contact, and answers, “However you want.”

Ashley’s face slips, brows raised and eyes half-lidded, mouth parted slightly; he’s perhaps surprised? Interested? The club’s lighting shifts as he takes a beat, gazing directly at Lake, still pressed in alongside him at their booth. “Y’know what?” He thinks. “I really… really-” He leans over until he’s out of frame- “Need this to be- flirting.” His lips connect with Lake’s, just a peck, the two of them crowded over the small table, their long legs sticking out and into the walkway, unable to fit; Ashley has closed his eyes but Lake’s are still open, and Ashley has dared to brush his hand over the top of Lake’s where their arms had been resting together on the tabletop. The club is still lit in its neon colours, but the two of them are illuminated for the first time together under the narrow white beam of light from the single fixture above.

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Kakashi's Boytoy ⚡ @cebuwu.bsky.social · 20/08/2026

RIPPING MY HAIR OUT OH MY GOD THE BOYS THE BOYS!!!!!! DEG THE COLORS THEIR EXPRESSIONS THIS IS GORGGGG

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四野 @elu0408.bsky.social · 19/08/2026

哦哦

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Landeg @landeg.world · 11/08/2026

Silver & Iron: Part Three Pages 43/49

Lake looks up with a serene smile. (Thinking) “So he’s noticed my ceremonial dagger…!” (Out loud) “Want a better look?” Ashley jumps at that, startled. “Huh!?” (Thinking) “He was flirting??” (Speaking) “I… I mean-” He trails off as Lake scoots around the curved booth seat to sit next to Ashley, their shoulders almost touching. Ashley tenses up. “Ah…” Lake, oblivious, plucks the chain from his chest and offers the pendant out to Ashley, who cups his hands to receive it. Lake: “Here. This part un-screws.” Ashley, slightly embarrassed: “O- oh… Right.” (Thinking) “Maybe not…” Ashley unscrews a washer that frees the tiny dagger from the chained sheath, taking a closer look. The chain is still around Lake’s neck so they have to lean in close. “Wow…” Lake: “Careful. The blade’s forged with a drop of dead man’s blood.” Lake continues to speak, unaware that Ashley is getting a little flustered at their proximity. “It means it won’t hurt us to touch it, but the blade can still cut our skin.” Ashley: “Wow… really-?” He glances up at Lake, eyes heavy-lidded. “That’s, um, the same as my dagger. Except it’s my blood, so the silver in it won’t weaken me.” Lake, meeting his eye: “Cool.”

Lake scoops the blade gently from Ashley’s hand, the touch of his fingertips brushing his palm making Ashley twitch. Lake: “Can I give you my number?” Ashley: “Ah-?? Uh… I’m… that wouldn’t…” Lake slides the dagger back into its sheath as he talks, glancing up at Ashley. “I won’t ask for yours. I know you need to keep things discreet. But then you could reach out for updates on Heliotrope. The girl,” he adds. Ashley swallows, a bead of sweat trickling down his neck. “Right. Okay. Yeah.” Beneath the small table, their knees touch; the point of contact is lit up stylistically, and words written in red scrawl from just under the hem of Ashley’s shorts to cross over his thigh and run down Lake’s leg; “Are we flirting?” Ashley keeps his eyes on Lake, whose eyes are down cast, but his body and face are turned towards Ashley. Ashley lifts the bottle Lake gave him to his lips and takes a sip, pressing the tip of his tongue to its rim when he finishes. The comic panels are growing less uniform in size and placement - behind them, in red, occasionally repeats the same question - “Are we flirting?” Lake is picking at his fingernail nervously but seems to catch himself, clenching his fists and placing them on the table to stop the bad habit, which has the impact of pressing his forearm against Ashley’s. Lake looks up at him. “I want to say thank you.” Now Ashley’s eyes are turned down, implicitly looking at the table where their hands lie. A tiny, playful smile is beginning on his face, and he keeps the bottle hovering close by. “Hmm… Again?” His smile widens as he asks that, looking to Lake, his inflection rising.

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Skunkdeχim (COMMISSIONS OPEN) @tredexim.bsky.social · 07/08/2026

Sticker Commission for @cebuwu.bsky.social of Kirin and Mephisto being cute #Tredexim_Art #Commission

Kirin and Mephisto being cute lounging together

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Kakashi's Boytoy ⚡ @cebuwu.bsky.social · 03/08/2026

i think we should all be nicer to people we don't know

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Heneryque 🌈 @heneryque.bsky.social · 02/08/2026

big sword

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𝒰𝓁𝓉𝒾𝓂𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝐻𝓊𝓈𝓉𝓁𝑒𝓇 @latenightnelly.bsky.social · 02/08/2026

This is what every one of these conversations sounds like

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Gabby HC @scriblit.bsky.social · 02/08/2026

Hello I have made this due to a mutual having issues with some folks on here forgetting this fact and shouting at him for it. Feel free to use it as a handy PSA x

A crappy photoshop paint image with a red star on blue, in comic sans is the message 'some people on the internet aren't American'

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Katelyn Burns @katelynburns.com · 02/08/2026

Yeah

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pikat @pikat.io · 02/08/2026

reposts with "full credits to the original artist!" (does not tell you who the original artist is)

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maura quint @mauraquint.bsky.social · 02/08/2026

Things I and friends have done to calm an angry abusive man from further escalating and killing us or our children: -Smiled -Kept normal schedules in order not to trigger a fight -Appeased with kind acts (cooking, cleaning, favors) -Forced friendly tones and words

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