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#6 Hearts Princess
magicalgirloftheday · 7 months
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✧・゚:*Today’s magical girl of the afternoon is: Purple Princess from 6HP!✧・゚:*
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faline-cat444 · 3 months
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A very specific selection of characters that were voiced by Atsumi Tanezaki
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manekinekocake · 5 months
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mew-cake · 1 year
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NEW SIX HEARTS PRINCESS ART
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From this tweet on Studio Poncotan's official twitter. It's Haruka in (presumably) her play performance costume.
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mahou-furbies · 1 year
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what do you think of the designs in six-hearts princess?
I like that they all have similar outfits that still aren't recolours of each other, so that offers customisation options. The art style is a little too cartoony/cutesy for my taste, but I do appreciate that it looks distinct at least.
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The Black Princess is a "please put on a shirt" kind of design though.
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mahougif · 1 year
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nasutchi · 5 months
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Where’s my gothic magical girl representation at smh 🖤🦇
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skittlesskittycat · 7 months
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I think something that is funny is that when scrolling through the 6hp tag a long time ago I saw someone being extremely rude and persistent about how 6hp will never be an anime it’ll just be a promotional ad for make up and sure at the time it really was but now 6hp is an anime Albeit an unfinished one that I don’t know will ever finish but still an anime.
I wonder how that person feels now seeing it as an anime existing.
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multapohja966 · 1 year
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equ3str1a · 24 days
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magicalgirloftheday · 7 months
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✧・゚:*Today’s magical girl of the afternoon is: Gold Princess from 6HP!✧・゚:*
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faline-cat444 · 3 months
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I feel like this describes the other Haruka who happens to be a pink magical girl also
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manekinekocake · 5 months
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mew-cake · 2 years
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Black Princess and Tei-chan
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mahou-furbies · 1 year
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khaosrealms · 6 months
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oh, EXCUSE me? your writing is spectacular and i'm not exaggerating!! - the way you wrote and described the first meeting between syzoth and the princess was so good that it left me wanting more!
i beg and still on my knees for more!! 🥺
LACERTA’S GEM. (PART THREE!) / SYZOTH X PRINCESS! READER.
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a/n: thank you so much for the receptive response! you beg and what am i to do but give to you more content? your wish is my command! also, for any of those who see this without reading the previous parts, here you go! the first two parts + the intermission and the conversation with the princesses !
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- It's been a whirlwind, the ascension from jailer to free man-- but every step of that way for Syzoth, you are there. His closest ally, his first friend, his princess. Of course the gossip is plenty even before his induction as emissary. Whispers aplenty of the moment you two had shared at the end of the battle for Outworld and the Empress' acceptance to allow a Zaterran to hold a court position. Insistent on screeching and yelping about matters that held no importance to them. Of your relationship with Syzoth and the matter of the green shifting fabric wrapped around your right arm. But you don't allow their words to poison you. You have two wonderful sisters-- and they are there for you as Syzoth is given the honor of emissary for Mileena's court. There to look amongst the court and speak of his achievements; and to challenge anyone who might speak ill of someone revered by the Empress herself.
- Pulling Syzoth and yourself away from one another becomes an impossibility from that point onwards-- in equal measure intentional as it is unintentional. Drawn to one another like song birds. Sharing your walks in one another's company, spending his nights at the door of your chamber, never entering, but leaned against the door frame. Minutes turning to hours as the two of you conversed. Wasting the time you could spend sleeping instead talking with the Zaterran whom you'd never would have met had you not parted into that alley that night of the festival. Not wasting, no, reveling; the both of you.
"It's getting late, Princess." As if either of you care. He's smiling as he speaks it; arms folded over his chest where he stands. He knows it distracts you. Brushing past him to grab your tomes for the small touches it gifts you of his biceps, gently slapping his forearm when you laugh; innocent gestures of hidden desire. Syzoth indulges it. He indulges it knowing it brings your touch, your warmth. Even now, as you gently shove his shoulder at his words, rolling your eyes, he doesn't move away. He anticipates it. You'd be blind not to notice. You've never been more thankful for the privacy your Umgadi guard has gifted you both-- or, well, was rather ordered to.
"Late? I see no sun on the horizon, Syzoth." To a nearby window, you gesture and his eyes remain on your own despite it. Not allowing himself to rid himself the sight of you for even a second to look away. It makes something hitch in your throat; and even as you laugh to cover your pause, it does nothing to hide it. Warmth swimming itself up to your cheeks as he stays there in the silence between you two. His verdant gaze briefly flitting to your lips and back up to your eyes. "Is that so?" Even when he whispers, Syzoth's voice rumbles. Resonating off his chest and into your ears; and straight down to the bottom of your stomach. "I hadn't noticed, Princess."
- Syzoth can't take his hands off of you when you finally take the leap and pull him into your chambers, shutting the door behind you both with his tail. Tossing every bit of formality and restraint in his body out to meet your hungry lips. Desperate for his touch, his taste, his cold skin, his everything. Even as his hands slip as they clutch onto the fine fabric of your bed, your body laid across, he catches himself. Standing over your willing body, gaining his breath back.
"You're beautiful, Syzoth." Shifting between his Outworlder and true form above you, his tail wrapped around your thigh, his sharpened teeth and tongue. All stained in the dark green hue of his beating lifeforce. You might just be the first person in all the realms, so full with so many lives, who has ever called him beautiful. And you might be the first person, in this cruel terrible world, he'd ever believe was telling the truth with such honeyed words. "Be true for me." "Are you sure, Princess?" He could hurt you, Syzoth thinks. His acid, his size; but all you do as he despairs is capture him into another kiss. Melting his worries, dissolving away his shifted form-- and parting to meet his crimson eyes. His scaled chest rumbling with a hissed, deep groan. "Certain."
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