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moonlightdreamzz · 10 months

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safety net

a glimspe into the love of you and kim mingyu; a love that sometimes seems too good to be true.

🎧 ➤ safety net by ariana grande ft. ty dolla sign

pairing: mingyu x black!fem!reader

genre: fluff + light and brief smut

the soft morning light is filtered through your bedroom window, casting a warm glow on the room. you can’t help but notice the peacefulness of your surroundings: the gentle ticking of the clock, the rustling of the trees outside, and the distant chirping of birds. you feel grateful for this moment of stillness and contentment.

your love, mingyu, is seemingly in a deep slumber. he inhales deeply and exhales slowly, the sound of his breath adding to the peace of the moment. you'd been admiring him in all his beauty for the past two hours. his sun-kissed skin, which is even more beautiful now that it's summer, is holding you, as are his arms, which keep a firm grip on your body even while he's sleeping.

you inhale deeply, letting the breath out in dramatic fashion; a sound you could make only while he couldn’t hear you or else he would stop at nothing to know what’s bothering his girl. you could never hide your emotions from him no matter how hard you tried. he’d hold you hostage in this bed until you confessed.

“i wonder what you’re dreaming about.” you whisper barely audible, placing your cheek on his forehead and cupping his face. your lips can’t help but to place a kiss in the bullseye between his eyes. you begin to pepper gentle kisses all of his face to comfort yourself, but it’s not helping.

kim mingyu truly was something. and you genuinely couldn’t wrap your head around how you two ended up here so fast.

from the moment you met him, you knew he was special. it was like you had known each other for years, even though you had just met. you found yourself drawn to his kind heart, his easy laughter, and his gentle touch. he could read your thoughts, anticipate your needs, and make you feel like the most important person in the world like it was nothing.

these deep emotions are why you really hated how much you doubted it instead of enjoying each and every second with him. lately, your insecurities had been trying to come to the surface more and more no matter how much you tried to tame it.

“your mind is running.” his raspy voice sings to you, nuzzling closer into your chest. “I’m not at full energy yet, so you’re lucky. but just know when I wake up I’m going to get it out of you.”

“the only thing running is your mouth.” you bluff, even throwing in a fake chuckle to convince him that he didn’t know you as well as he did.

but he did know you. quite frankly, he knew you better than you knew yourself, which was just another thing to add onto his long list of perfection.

“oh word?” he smirks boyishly.

“are you using my lingo?”

“i could’ve sworn you were the one who said ‘what’s yours is mine’ right?”

now you’re fighting back a sly smile, knowing that if you giggled for even a mere second, he would know he’s winning your fake debacle.

“don’t be so quiet now.” he teases, removing his head from your chest to stretch his long body. “by the way, have I told you how thankful I am to you for getting a new bed?” he had been beaming about it since the two of you successfully put it together. it took you both forever to agree on the perfect color for the frame, but in the end, you were able to agree on white. mingyu no longer had to scrunch his large body in fetal position to sleep, and now you could properly lay on his chest as his legs stretched to the end of the mattress.

“i don’t think so…” you lie. you can’t help but tease him, and he responds by tickling you mercilessly. you laugh and squirm as he tickles your sides, your neck, and your feet. you try to fight back, but he’s too strong. you finally surrender, gasping for breath as he holds you close once more. you both lay in bed, panting and giggling, feeling like kids again.

“God, I love you so much.” he chuckles into your neck, before pressing a gentle kiss to it.

your heart stops beating for a moment, before continuing on again.

mingyu feels it when your heart seemingly stops. he wishes he could say he hated being such a tease to you, but that would be a lie and he will never lie to you.

he’s better at hiding it, but mingyu often doesn’t understand what he did to deserve you either. you, y/n, who is so encouraging. he knows he can always rely on you to be in his corner, providing words of support and affirmation, whether he's writing a new song, getting ready for a performance, or crying in your arms because he’s so damn overwhelmed. he could drown in the gratitude for you. he’s so glad to have you by his side because your unshakable faith in him provides him the assurance he needs to accomplish his goals

you’re his girl. his baby. his everything.

there’s a peaceful silent that begins to spread in the room once again, except this time mingyu is wide awake and staring at you. you can feel his eyes burning holes through you, but you’re used to it. as always, your scarf is halfway off of your head. your fuzzy edges are peeking out way more than mingyu knows you would like, so he does what he’s seen you do multiple times in frustration; remove it. unlike you though, gently.

you don’t blink.

“i said i love you.” mingyu repeats in a gentle tone. “so much.”

you snap out of your pacing mind once more to lock eyes with him, and his pearls are brimming with pure concern. your heart swells at how worried he always has to be for you.

“i-i love you too, baby. i’m sorry i just l—

“am overthinking?” he finishes for you.

you take what you assume to be your twentieth deep breath of the day. you then begin a bad habit of yours; you begin to scratch your scalp that was in dire need of some oil, all because you hate that fact that you were making it so obvious that you were having another moment.

mingyu releases you from his hold so that he can sit up on the bed now. his firm back leans on the soft headboard he had just installed only a week ago as he attempts to find the proper words to say to you.

“come here.” he instructs after about two minutes. he effortlessly pulls you on top of him so that you’re straddling his waist, and he immediately embraces you again. if only you knew what your touch did to him. how it made him feel like nothing could hurt him. your scent alone was enough for him, but he knows if he stays in this position he’ll fall asleep again.

“i’m sorry.” you whisper.

“i just wish you could see yourself through my eyes, baby.” he says in a frustrated voice. “through everyone’s eyes. you are quite literally the best thing that has and ever will happen to me. you’ve made me feel so much in so little time. although you’re not funnier than me,” he adds, just so he can see your precious smile, “you’re so damn hilarious. and precious. and don’t even try to act like this isn’t what’s wrong, because I know you. i know you.”

he squeezes your sides proudly; his alluring eyes reading nothing short of accomplished at the fact that you're all his. he’s sporting that signature smile he always did when he was extremely proud and passionate about what he’s speaking of. mingyu always knew exactly what to say to you to make you fall in love with him all over again.

his lips connect to yours in a gentle peck before continuing his confession to you.

“you’re so fucking beautiful. and I know you know that. but you question whether I’m real right? well I do the same thing. but I know it is. im going to marry you. i want to be with you for the rest of my life, y/n. and I’ll stop at nothing to prove that to you. i know you’ve had so many pieces of shit hurt you and I would beat them all up if I could. just know that I got you, boo.

you wrap your hands around his neck, getting even closer to him. “you got me, boo?”

“i do.” he sighs, connecting his forehead with yours in the same motion.

“you know I got you too, right?” you question, your mind repeating his words of him feeling like he was dreaming just as much as you do. how could he, the most beautiful man anybody would ever see in their lifetime, feel that way?

“i know you do. what we have, baby, it’s real. it’s the realest thing I’ve ever known.”

“i’m just so scared, because I know it’s real too. but what if one day things change? what if you don’t feel the same after awhile? someone better?”

mingyu practically burst out into laughter at your words, but he just as quick composes himself when he realizes you’re being genuine. you remove your brown eyes from his and began to look at the floor somberly.

“better than you? y/n, there’s nothing better. you’re it for me.” he takes your chin into his hands, forcing you to look at him. “look at me.” he instructs. “don’t be scared, my love.” mingyu’s lips began to kiss your right earlobe as he flips you over so that you’re on your back now. his hot breath sends shivers down your spine, and you can’t help but arch your back into him. you crave him in every way right now.

“i’ll show you how much I love you.” he manifests, his large hands beginning to fondle you in all the right places.

“you will?” your tone is a mix of teasing him as he loved to do to you, and pleading that he follows through with his word.

“i will. and when I’m making love to you, and tell you to repeat after me, you might wanna listen.” he begins to pepper kisses all over your chest, slowly but surely making his way down to his favorite place.

“give me my first affirmation, please.” you whimper.

“you’re mine.” he growls. “say it. say you’re mine. kim mingyu’s girl.”

“i’m yours, baby. i’m kim mingyu’s girl.” you say without thinking twice, your back arching once more.

it was going to be a long, but very needed afternoon for the two of you.

#mingyu #kpop black reader #mingyu imagines #seventeen black reader #mingyu scenarios #mingyu fluff #mingyu x reader #seventeen #kpop x black reader #kpop x poc reader #seventeen x black reader #seventeen imagines #seventeen fluff

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tbcanary · 1 year

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2023 reading list: Green Arrow: Quiver (2001)

"You look like you've seen a ghost."

(ID below the cut.)

[ID: Six edited panels from Green Arrow, four of which are animated.

1: A silhouette of Oliver Queen in dark green. He's pulling back a bow string with an arrow ready to fire. Behind him are the gates of Heaven, formed out of geometric panels of pastel light against black brick.

2: A disheveled Oliver with long, unruly hair. He's got an arrow tied to an empty beer can notched in a makeshift bow. His body is wrapped in bandages, but he still wears his trademark hat and a green cape. Flashing text behind him reads: "Your government in action! Your tax dollars at work!"

3: Mia Dearden and Oliver Queen are silhouetted under a streetlamp. They stand in front of a green background with grey diagonal lines. Animated speech bubbles pop up over each of them. Oliver asks, "Me? You mean Green Arrow." Mia responds, "Give it up already, jeez. Oh, and I'm gonna need a place to crash."

4: Oliver, with short hair and a blue outfit, pulls an arrow from a bullseye. He starts as faded and black and white, but slowly returns to full color. The background is a copy of the Daily Planet that reads, "A Hero Falls," with a photo of him in the Green Arrow costume and a photo of an explosion.

5: Hal Jordan, appearing as a god with gray-blue skin, holds a small Oliver in his hands. They are surrounded by stars, which flicker in and out of focus. Two planets hovering at the edge of the frame move up and down.

6: Oliver, dressed as Green Arrow but without a hood, hat or face mask, viewed head-on. He's got a bow in one hand and a boxing glove arrow in the other. Text bubbles read, "Oh dear lord... We meet again." The background is an ombre from dark to light green, with grey lines moving diagonally across.

/End ID]

#green arrow #oliver queen #mia dearden #green arrow: quiver #quiver #arrowfam #dc #tbanimation #tbedits #2023reads #flashing gifs cw //#it's loving ollie queen hours #i have other comics i should have done this for first but this one has been on the brain recently so here we are #going back thru this run to find these pulls made me so emo. oliver you have so many problems but you mean so well.

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star-girl69 · 1 year

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Keep Me Ablaze

Jake Sully x Neytiri x Fem!Reader

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a/n: i hope you all enjoy!!

warnings: death, war, battle, mentions of blood, injury, grief, swearing, guns, bows and arrows, tell me if i misses anything!!

Chapter Twenty Four- Watercolor Eyes

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The ikrans flying through the air look like someone took a box of watercolors and threw it onto a canvas It’s a mess of blues and orange, red and green and every color imaginable. You stare at it so long you think it will be forever imprinted on your eyes.

Toruk let’s out a mighty war, and the realness of it all forces a smile onto your face. This is life, this is revenge, and it is beautiful. Neytiri painted bright colors all over your face, white and black down your arms and chest. But the centerpiece of it all is two handprints, two tokens of them.

As if anyone will look at you and see the hands, and even care if they know you belong to someone. You stand in front of what they want. Why should they care if you live or die?

You look over at Neytiri, at her father’s bow clutched tight to her side. The small talking piece at your neck itches, but you focus on her yellow eyes- almost hidden by the reflection in her visor. She stares at you with determination in her features, this look in her eyes that says “I will do anything and everything for this.”

Her mouth is parted slightly, and your own ikran lets out a small screech, and it seems to shock her back into reality, into the war. Her lips press down into a straight line.

The wind hits your face as you turn, looking over at Jake, and he only looks at you for a moment- chest covered with grenades and spare bullets, gun flush against his chest. He stares forward, back into whatever is coming.

A million things could lie ahead. A battle field bathed in gold and victory, or one washed in blood. Death and life lies above you, a candle or a wildfire. It is up to you to be the wildfire, to teach the humans and make them learn that you are a force to be reckoned with.

The People are a force to be reckoned with.

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You whisper softly to your ikran, patting her neck and feeling her breathe against your thighs. You imagine what’s the come, the adrenaline and the reaction and action.

Neytiri is close next to you, mourning not to remember everything she’s taught you, staring at the bow in your hands like it’s all that stands between life and death.

Maybe if it wasn’t like this, if you weren’t so nervous you thought she could hear your heart beating, you would tell her that it’s all fine. But she’s right. The bow, your mind and your aim are all that stands between you and death. You and the wildfire face the wind, coming like a force to blow you out.

But you are not a candle. You are a wildfire, you do not waver in the wind. Not even a storm could bring you down.

“Norm?” Jake says from next to you, Toruk’s large wings taking up most of the space on this slab of mountain. You meet Tsu’tey’s eyes from Jake’s other side, and he makes no outward response to acknowledge you. Your eyes flick back to Jake, his expression turns from one of water to fire. “Okay,” he says, and turns to you.

He doesn’t need to say anything. The three of you all know what that look means.

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Jake leads the four of you, raising his gun into the air and hollering. Tsu’tey follows, shouting commands in Na’vi and suddenly the ikrans are all pouring off the wall, and even though the unknown is right there, you can’t help but think that the colors are beautiful.

But then it all comes rolling back, the fact that a place for your head is marked by a silver platter, and the war cries fill your ears as you tighten your grip on your bow.

Months of training with Neytiri all bubble up to the surface, each bullseye, each ride with your ikran. You take it all and blend it together like some watercolors, as Jake’s voice rings in your ears.

“I’m going to punch a hole,” he says, and you say it into your mind and you ikran slows down ever so slightly, so you can fly behind him and Tsu’tey.

You take a deep breath, too focused to echo back the war cry that each of them do. You take a deep breath and whisper, “down”, so your ikran stiffens beneath you and dives straight down.

The wind blows your hair out of your face, and with the visor you can see perfectly if you squint a bit. It feels like you’re heading into the eye of the storm, the center of the fire- but that is where you must go.

You watch as Toruk grabs into a helicopter, pawing it around and slams it into the mountainside. You can’t help but laugh, before Tsu’tey’s arrow shoots past you and knocks you back into the game.

This is what it has to be. It has to be a game, it has to he unmanned helicopters because are you not just as bad as them if you take a life? You wonder what Grace would say. But something tells you that she would understand. She would know.

So, you tighten your legs, prepare to teach death, and pull back the string of your arrow.

There is this one moment, where you hold a life in your hands. You could do whatever you wanted and change the world. You do what feels right, what your heart knows, what the fire wants.

“Ah!” you shout, wincing at the sound of the shattering glass, but the helicopter spirals out of control and starts falling.

You cannot look any longer, not because it hurts, but because another one is coming towards you. The Colonel must have given the signal, because the ship runs at you with its guns out.

Taking a life was not what you had envisioned for yourself a few months ago. But it is the feeling of winning, the feeling of knowing that you are the one in control, that you are preventing loss today- that is what makes the fire inside burn even brighter.

You nick another arrow. Another moment, another life in your hands, another choice. You make the right one.

It is like you have been screaming for years and no one has heard you. But now, you teach your lesson, speak your spell, and now, they listen.

Glass shatters again, and again, and bullets ring through the air that remind you so vividly of the night Grace got shot.

The helicopters break their formation, and bullets pour all around you, explosions everywhere, and it’s only another moment of that fire before it all becomes water.

A bird call fills the air, and you frown, whipping around and wondering what animal could still possibly be up here in the midst of all this noise?

Then, a bright blue ikran soars past you, and a familiar war cry rents the air. You look over your shoulder just in time to see Neytiri’s arrow shatter the glass, sink into flesh.

She circles back around to you, and you cannot tell if her eyes are simply squinted from the wind or if she’s mad at you for not realizing her call sooner.

You don’t even know what you could do. It’s not like she could hear you through the roar of bullets and arrows and glass shattering, but she only turns and dives after a new target.

You breathe in once before doing the same, shooting one more before a shadow passes above you. You fly upwards, and all of the RDA ships seem to- vanish. Into the thin air, like they were never there at all.

But you can still hear your heartbeats, fast from the battle, see the smoke that sits in the air and smell the fire and ash.

“Y/N!” he shouts, and you dove upward until you’re flying alongside him. But there’s no more fight, at least mot right here.

“Jake!” you gasp, something in your heart warming up after seeing him safe. “What- what happened? Where is everyone?”

He only spares you a glance before looking straight forward again.

You know what he means.

“I-” you start, but what is there to say? Death and defeat stares at you head on.

“My Jake! My Y/N!” Neytiri calls, and you want to believe she’ll emerge from the smoke, but instead, you press the strap around your neck.

“I read you,” Jake says.

“I’m here,” you pant.

It’s silent across the other line for a moment, and you glance over at Jake. But it’s like he won’t let himself feel it, so he stares at the back of Toruk’s head.

“Neytiri!” you shout, unable to take the not knowing.

“Seyzey’s dead,” she breathes. “They are very close. They are many.”

Jake makes a wide circle, leaving you no choice but to follow him.

“Do not attack,” he commands. But Neytiri doesn’t speak. “Do you read me, Neytiri?!”

“Neytiri!” you try, but still the line is empty.

“Fall back now. Get out of there! That’s an order!”

“N-neytiri!” you shout, but you can barely get her name out, everything feeling like too much, like the weight of a thousand lives are tied to your shoulders.

That’s what has gotten you to this moment. A thousand lives, a thousand deaths.

All you can do is bite back your sob, while Jake stays anxiously on the line. You want it all to go back, for life to be like the night that you mated. Where it was just fire and badness but it was good.

“Jake,” Neytiri says, and her voice is coated in disbelief. You want to run into her arms and never leave. You want to return to her, you want her to return to you. “Eywa has heard you.”

For a second, her words mean nothing. Eywa hears everything.

Then, a million echoing screeches can be heard, and when you turn your head- a hundred, a thousand ikran pour out from behind the mountains, from each small hiding place and each crevice. From above and below, from everywhere.

Your heart beats louder than it ever has before. This time, it doesn’t run on fire. It runs on hope, on the belief that it will all return to something better than this.

“Eywa has heard you!”

Jake smiles before clenching his jaw.

“Come on!” he shouts at Toruk, and his eyes meet yours for a half second- “Stay close!”

He flys at an angle, downwards towards the shuttle.

“Go high!” he shouts, and before you can even question what his plan is, he’s jumping from Toruk and onto the metal of the shuttle.

He readies his gun, jumping over the small box that contains snipers, pointing downward and pulling the trigger. They all crumple, and then he drops his gun and runs until he reaches the vents of the engine. He takes the small grenade and pulls the pin, throwing it into the large vent.

He jumps onto Toruk just as the grenade goes off, a watercolor mess of white-hot oranges and reds, tinged with black smoke at the edges.

The two of you circle, watch the shuttle hit the white rock arch leading up to the Spirit tree, losing a wing and making the most horrible sound as it twists in the air, before landing and making your teeth chatter when the fire causes the bombs inside to explode.

More watercolors, more death, but it’s right. It has to be. This has to be the moment, this has to be all that it is and all it will be.

The two of you wrap around another arch, and some feeling in the air tells you to ready another arrow. Jake guides Toruk down, and jumps on the back of the shuttle with a bang even you can hear.

Your breath catches. The colonel must have heard that. Anyone in there must have.

You scream for your ikran to move forward in your head, and it does just as Jake pulls the pins.

You breathe out, go to say a prayer, but before you can even get the first word out the shuttle whips to the side so dramatically he loses his grip and the grenades fall down into the air.

“No!” you gasp, watching chances pour away, and even if it’s a long shot, you move forward while they’re recovering from the swift decision, realize your arrow into the only man you can see in the cockpit.

The glare of the sun almost surrounds him like a halo, blocking out everything else. Your arrow shatters glass and meets flesh.

You breathe out heavily before the air is rocked by another explosion, coming from the ship- one of the grenades must have stuck.

You dont dwell on that, only starting to circle the ship to try and find Jake.

A flash of blue in the air.

You dove downward, cut through the canopy as the leaves and the branches hit you and your ikran.

“Jake! Jake!” you screech, and your ikran slams into the ground harshly. Your bones shake and your heart thuds so loudly you think it will burst out of your chest. “Jake,” you mumble.

“Y/N!” he returns, appearing out from behind some bush.

The world all feels like too much. Too much death and too much life, too much adrenaline and loss. You ikran moans out lowly, shuffling around on her feet. Blood and scratches cover her skin and your own.

You climb down and hold her jaw, mumbling softly words you can barely understand, it’s all too much.

“Why did you do that?” Jake hisses, grabbing your bicep.

“For you,” you mumble stupidly, and his eyes meet yours. He’s angry. He doesn’t want you to get hurt.

But he is off falling from hundreds of feet in the air, barely surviving, yet he asks you this? As if you wouldn’t die for him, as if you weren’t made for him and this moment.

“For you,” you repeat, stronger this time.

A fire flares in his eyes and his jaw clenches.

Then, he’s kissing you.

It feels like every other time you’ve kissed, lips against yours and hands, hands. Feeling. So much feeling you can’t describe it. This is what you were made for, for this moment, for this happiness that barely even is happiness. Where your mind goes blank and everything just focuses onto him.

He pulls away.

“I love you,” he says, simple, like it’s the most truest thing he’s ever said. The most basic fact, just something he was born with.

You look at the yellow of his eyes, the blue of his skin, the green of the plants behind him. It’s watercolor. You want it to stay like this forever, for this to be what your eyes look at.

“I love you,” you say, with watercolor eyes.

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#jake sully x neytiri #jake sully x reader #neytiri x reader

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its-target-official · 2 months

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LORE DROP

soooo, in the wake of several corpo fics, im going to leave stuff about c!target

detailed physical description: pale skin, 6 foot 7 inches, afab (has had both bottom and top surgery), tinney tiny bit underweight (not unhealthily) lean stature, mostly bright red hair (like 🔴) with white streaks, red pupil with two red rings around it, white iris, white sclera, eye shape is downturned at the edges, pointed ears (not super noticeable), left eyebrow has a cut for ✨aesthetics✨, wings (don’t come after me for the cringe, i don’t give a flying fuck), primaries/secondaries feather have red barring, 16 ft wingspan, elliptical wing shape, tail is kinda like this-

(couldn’t find credit for artist)

-which follow the same pattern for feather color as the wings, long fingers with long nails painted black

style description: usually wears loose/thick clothing, think cargo pants, sweaters, the like, black fingerless gloves, red/white converse high tops, only jewellery is several ear piercings, black ring (it’s ace), one gold ring from Winn Dixie, one silver ring from mayo

personality description: it/its/itself pronouns, asexual, polyromantic, polyamory, alters its clothing itself to allow for its wings/tail, dating Winn and mayo, likes its partners a lot and smothers them with love, love language is touch, can be very rude and mean at times, *deep breath* *speaks very fast* has depression, anxiety, autism, adhd, ptsd, insomnia [these are all disorders I actually have, except for maybe ptsd. I haven’t been diagnosed but I have a lil inkling], had negectful/slightly abusive parents, was a runaway, sarcastic as shit, cusses like a goddamn sailor, self harms (it’s going to a therapist, though! it’s trying to get better) had an ed (mostly recovered, only relapses sometimes), has a service dog named bullseye, who is a chow chow with brown spots, is interested in the paranormal and monthly holds seances to talk to the dead corporations in the mansion,

AS SUGGESTED BY @the-retailverse, it can use a sword with extreme skill (even in a modern setting, this is still an important part of its character) and has a one sided rivalry with Waffle House (waffle house hates them)

that’s as much as I can think of rn!

also bonus sketch i did earlier:

#target is the best store #target/winn dixie #target/mayo #tarwinnmay #tw ed #tw anxiety #tw depression #tw self harm #oh dear #i just saw a censored tag for self harm???#are the tiktokers coming?!?!#tw ptsd #oc #winged character #asexual character #polyamory #polyromantic #it pronouns #tw sword

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tertain-the-original · 4 months

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Okay I’m going to be a weirdo on main and talk about what I think is going on with the species of demons in Helluva Boss (because I love species I think they’re so cool).

First of all, let’s have a look at the classic: IMPS. As you can see there’s specific differences between the genders, everyone knows about the horns but! They also have different hair colors based on the genders. If they’re female, they have dark hair, but if they’re male they have white hair. It’s why you can see that some of the trans characters dyed their hair to match what gender they want to be. It also looks like they can either have straight legs or digitigrade legs, I don’t think there’s anything more with that. They’re from the ring of wrath, regardless of where they live or where they were born they’re a species that originated from the ring of wrath and each ring has a different demon species.

Now, Succubi

This gives us a good array of succubi for example use. Although they look similar to imps, they have a few key differences. For one thing, they don’t have striped horns like Imps do. Instead, they have a black tip or a fully black horn. Second, they have wings. Succubi originate from the Lust ring.

Now some people say that this is an Imp from the Lust ring which is why it has wings ETC

But actually, I believe this is a succubi and Imp CROSSBREED. There are a lot of instances of crossbreeds in the show, more on that later. As you can see, there are other imps in Ozzie’s that do NOT have wings, so the demon above isn’t fully an imp or succubi. But also…

The female imp here is actually a cross with a shark demon. Why do I think this? Because of the EYES.

Chaz here is the example I’ll use since he looks like a pure bred shark demon. His eyes have a bullseye design, which can seem pretty hypnotic. But… wait… where have we seen that design before?

STRIKER. You can also see that his snout shape is also similar to a shark demon’s snout, plus his coloration isn’t as red as other imps are.

Just for the record I also want to say I think the shark and other sea creature demons are all from the ring that Leviathan presides over, whichever one that is. Imps show up many times in rings where their species isn’t from, so why can’t the same be true for the shark demons? I don’t believe they are the greed demons that come from that ring.

Also check out this Succubus/Shark demon guy I found in the bg. Sadly he gets blown up later but he’s pretty cool.

I think they might also be a succubus/shark?

Now the Glitz and Glam twins… are totally part sea creature part succubi. For one thing they have the feminine form, wings, and horns wih black tips like a succubi… but they are also very fish-like and somewhat resemble eels (I saw someone say that on YouTube somewhere and I agree wholeheartedly).

I think that’s all the images I can put in a post so, I’ll continue with other demons in a second post.

#I get really nerdy when it comes to this kinda shit #helluva boss #Hazbin hotel #vivziepop #talking to the void

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winged-wolf-s-collection-of-arts · 3 months

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pinned post! latest edit: April the 10th

Howdy!!! I'm Doc, or Wolfy, or whatever name you want to use. Any pronouns are fine!

I have an unreliable sleep schedule/forgetful/message notifications don’t show up- so if you need me uhh keep yelling until I notice? Aaahhh...

Not a system! I have a dozen sonas/fursonas (not sarcasm) (I hope you plural peeps have a good day-)

I put reblogs in a queue or schedule!! If I like an art post of your but don't reblog, don't worry, it'll be out in a week or so.

Tag list, ordered by most common to least common in each category. Starting with my personal tags, then general navigation tags.

Art tag: wolfys art (my art), 2022 artchive (specifically my art from 2022)

Cool art by pals: grand showcase of arts

Doc says something: wolf chats

All art month challenges: Just Here To Have Fun

Kiley and co stuff (commonwealth setting): little wastrels

NOTE the au is getting rebooted so old stuff is not canon.

second fallout au (island setting, custom location for an rp): badlands crew

My main story stuff, not fallout: Split Fates au

posts I think my ocs would like: jeanposting, jerposting

Other aus- SCP Jailbreak!, museums monsters n marvels, voidspace crew, When Multiverses Collide, eternal spring

I kind of hit my story with a hammer and it shattered into a million pieces. oops

Misc fandom tags: fallout, whump stuff, bg3, doctor who, ace attorney, hermitcraft, qsmp, warrior cats, good omens

Misc common tags: described (posts with image or video ID), michaelnordeman (his animal photography), birds, food

important tags: reblogging for future reference (general tips), promo (friends news), boost (donation posts), flashing, eyestrain, psa

"You have to reblog!" And similar phrases: rebait

Subcategories of tips tags: drawing tips, writing tips, fave (personal favourites), cooking tips, health tips, tech tips. (more to be added soon)

Note- these are not tagged reliably: ghouls, zombies, blood, skeletons, suggestive, insects, spiders, guns, drug use, smoking, all caps, partial nudity, death

Characters that frequently appear are... ( updated 10 April, more descriptions to be added soon, please hold!)

Rabbit: A human-sized anthro rabbit! Light grey and white fur, green eyes. Usually in a grey suit with a green tie and gold scarf- or in white robes with gold jewelry. Sometimes drawn with long curved gold colored horns.

Wolfy: A cartoony anthro wolf, exactly five feet tall! Medium grey fur, has oval mirrors (with two shine marks) in place of eyes, and has grey and purple wings and a bird tail over his wolf tail. Always in a medium grey suit with a purple tie. Sometimes drawn with deerlike antlers.

Parsure: Looks like a blonde and light skinned human dude with dull blue eyes! He has shoulder-length hair with jagged bangs, and has a goatee and mustache. Always wears jeans, a white t shirt, red converse shoes, and a leather jacket. There's a large red bullseye on the back of the jacket. There's patches on the left sleeve: A red X symbol, and a night sky with a black stripe down the right side. On the right sleeve: A yellow axe symbol, and grey hexagon with a blue and orange background.

Jerome Drew (should be updated to Jerome Heulwen, I'll get to it soon), <- my main guy :D

Rev -(belongs to hollyrosecheeks),

Vince: A were-snow leopard! Um. Imagine a snow leopard, but with gold eyes.

Jodie: A were-pine-marten! Like a ferret but bigger, brown furred with white patches on the face and chest.

Kiley: (new oc, aaaah- I will redo my reference soon)

Jean: (probably) human dude with short brown hair! Wears a full mask that looks like a crow’s face. Usually wears a white shirt, grey vest and tie, grey slacks, and brown dress shoes. Sometimes wears a simple black jacket. Or a scarecrow's hat and black gloves.

Psst if you have a spare dollar can you pass it along to my pal Fern!

Cashapp: cash.app/$AustinToach

PayPal: paypal.me/AustinStidham

Venmo: venmo.com/u/Austin-Toach

uh if you show me you've donate something I'll draw you a doodle-

End of the post! Have a good day, wahoo

#pinned post #ocs should have names capitalized in the post tags!#some characters' names change depending on au and time. uhhhh don't worry about it :]#pulling a “that's not my neighbor” and switching up “always” and “usually”- it's lore important ahaha

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burning-sol · 5 months

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do you want to talk about the canary au i think we should talk about the canary au

I could have probably typed something here but instead I listened to A Sadness Runs Through Him by The Hoosiers and drew all of this so that the images wouldn't be stuck in my head.

Because the ID is so long it's going under the cut:

The following are pages drawn in MS Paint of JRWI:Riptide characters, with the lyrics 'The Hoosiers - A Sadness Runs Through Him' accompanying story beats of the Canary AU. Colours represent different characters: the color red associated with the Navy, purple with Ayva, blue with Gillion, crimson with Chip, and orange with Jay.

The first page starts with a close-up of an epaulette, "people are puppets held together with strings" which zooms out to show Ayva in their Navy uniform, a stamped Navy document beside her labelled 'AYVA FERIN' reading the lyrics, "there's a beautiful sadness that runs through him".

The next frame transitions in with Ayva's missing poster on a pole in the background, the lighting of the shot highlighting Gillion and Chip's wariness as they look on at Ayva speaking (Chip's expression more hostile than Gillion's). Gillion recalls the moment with the lyrics, "as he asks me to pray to the God he doesn't believe in…." The frame is pulled back as Ayva waits for a response, cast in shadow as she stands opposed to the pair. Gillion closes the distance between them, a shot of Ayva's eyes showing their surprise before they look up and the two grasp each other by the forearm. Ayva who has previously been coloured red is now purple. Ayva looks stern, and Chip has his back turned as he still looks skeptical, but Gillion smiles feeling self assured.

Split into three panels: Ayva is framed between two similar panels of Gillion and Chip, their younger selves smiling with their older selves standing behind them, "time and again boys are raised to be men". Some shading highlights their three matching pendants.

A young Jay smiles up at Ayva, having struck a bullseye with an arrow after having missed a couple of times, "impatient they start…….." ..only to be followed by an older Jay with blood dripping from her mouth, "..FEARFUL THEY END".

In a collage: in one drawing Ayva's hair is flared up, another Ayva is holding an injured Gillion close, and another Ayva takes a hit to protect an injured Chip, "here was a man mourning"- Three drawings capture an identical scenario, Ayva cradling the deceased body of Gillion, of Chip, of Jay, the line finishing, "TOMORROW…" There is a close-up of Ayva's tearful and grief-stricken expression, "he drank but finally drowned in his sorrow……"

The next page starts with a black background to represent the BLOCK. Ayva is standing up to Jayson, fire blazing around them, "he could not break surface tension". There's a closeup of Ayva, hair alight and eye blazing orange as she asserts, "(he) looked in the wrong place for redemption……."

The words continue in purple, "don't look at me with", then blue, "those eyes". Gillion's sparkling as he watches on with an eager 'I told you so' expression, Chip looking completely shocked. The trio run together out of the BLOCK, "i tried to un-heave the ties…." Ayva looks back down a hallway to Jayson at the other end, cast in the light of outside of the BLOCK while he remains in the dark, the page now transitioning to white. "Turn back the time that drew him………."

Ayva looks sad as she looks back, but her expression hardens as they reach up to their pendant, "but he couldn't be saved."

Mirroring the earlier frame, there is a zoomed out shot of Ayva looking back, only now looking back at the whole of the BLOCK. It stands in the distance coloured red, while she stands in the foreground a purple silhouette, a purple shadow dividing her and the crew's boat from it. The page ends, "A SADNESS RUNS THROUGH HIM."

#📚 my posts #✉️ mail #🖍️ art #jrwi canary au

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kiruliom · 1 year

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breakingthingssongic

a gender related to the song "breaking things into pieces" by kikuo

[image description: a flag with two versions, the stripes look like a bullseye target rather than a traditional flag. the colors are from outside to the center, red, black, dark gray, gray, white, black. theres a red connected 8th note symbol in the middle. in the first version the stripes seem to be slightly scribbled over while the second version lacks the scribbles, end ID]]

[image description: a black banner with a white outline, theres smiley faces with their tongues sticking out in every corner, also in white. theres also a small pink splatter from the bottom right corner. the banner reads "please do not reupload unless credited and informed". end ID]

#eyestrain #kirucoins #breakingthingssongic #breakingthingsintopiecessongic #mogai #mogai blog #mogai community #mogai friendly #xenogender #xeno coining #lgbt #gender coining #gender stuff #musicagender #songgender #kikuo #breaking things into pieces

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adventures-of-glenclan · 1 month

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{ GLENCLAN ALLEGIANCES }

Leader:

Yewstar- A warm gray bobtail Tom with curled ears and bullseye markings along his torso

Deputy:

Mantishop- A longfurred she-cat with round green eyes, light gray marbled markings, and a lengthy tail

Medicine cats:

Beetlecrawl- A yellow pelted she-cat with folded ears, and stripes along her legs and face

Quailshell- A pale she-cat with light to dark brown markings mimicking that of a quails egg, with blue eyes and round ears

Warriors (senior, to youngest):

Swanhiss- A tall, imposing, she-cat that has a mostly white pelt with deep gray patches, and amber eyes

Rustwhisker- A stout, long furred tomcat with a bright red tail and ears, distinct brown whiskers, and blue eyes

Minkswipe- A lanky, short furred brown she-cat with a dark tipped tail and ears, and hazel eyes

Corvidstalk- An orange ticked black tomcat with a harsh yellow stare, and a torn ear

Troutchirp- A broad shouldered blue and brown marbled Tom with two separately colored eyes of blue and yellow.

Bearskip- A short, lean she-cat with mostly dark fur with a few lighter brown markings and yellow eyes

Hawkdive- A fluffy cream colored she-cat with flamepoint markings and light blue eyes

Apprentices:

Coyotepaw- A brown tabby she-cat with long ears, distinct darker paw and tail markings, with amber eyes [MENTOR: Corvidstalk]

Cricketpaw- A bicolor ginger she-cat with wide blue eyes and a tail that twitches [MENTOR: Bearskip]

Skunkpaw- A short dark gray, almost black Tom with brown eyes, and a streak of white fur running from his face to his tail [MENTOR: Mantishop]

Queens + kits:

Robinthroat- A green-eyed, large, thick coated brown tabby she-cat with light colored muzzle markings and paws >KITS: Tangledkit, Russetkit [father: Corvidstalk]

Dovesnap- A thin pale shecat with light gray tipped features and tired blue eyes, currently expecting a litter [father: Troutchirp]

Elders:

Badgerstride- A dark eyed elderly she-cat with a short muzzle, markings akin to a badger, and noticeable scars on her lips and cheek

Pikefang- An old black tomcat with bengal markings, and sharp canine teeth that hang out if his jaw, with green eyes

#warrior cats #warrior cats oc #wc #glenclan #Clan allegiances #Warriors #warriors blog #Feel free to scheme on who's related #announcement #wc oc #Glenclan intros

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fuzzydreamin · 6 months

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OC Memory

Thanks for the tags @bokatan and @new-eyes-extra-colors! 💖

No pressure tags: @raid3r-r4bbit @nukanaptime @ss-bullseye @vnknowncrow @redvelvetrevolver

Name: Nora Diane Sosu Nickname/Alias: The General, The Silver Shroud (temp), Whisper (Railroad) Gender: Cis woman (she/her) Star sign: Scorpio (November 21, 2049) Height: 5’8” Orientation: Bi + poly Nationality: American (white) Favourite fruit: Strawberries and raspberries Favourite season: Spring Favourite flower: Roses Favourite scent: Brewing coffee Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: Coffee Average hours of sleep: 7-9 if she's being good, but she has a habit of staying up late and being a somewhat early riser. Dog or cat person: Dog - she likes how they can be trained. Dream trip: None. She travelled before the bombs and has far too much to do now in the Commonwealth to be leaving it. She wouldn't mind seeing other places, but it's not something she really thinks too much about. Number of blankets they'd choose to sleep with: One or two - depends if she has anyone else keeping her warm. Random fact: Some of the states included in Nora's pre-war travels are Georgia, Virginia, and Utica. These ones in particular were related to her career in the JAG. She may have also visited overseas - I'm thinking England and France?

Name: Alberta Jefferson Nickname/Alias: The Lone Wanderer, Sentinel Lyonheart (Brotherhood), Styx (Railroad) Gender: Nonbinary woman (she/they) Star sign: Cancer (July 13, 2258) Height: 5’0” Orientation: Bi with masc leaning attraction Nationality: American (mixed black/white) Favourite fruit: Apple (they rather like the taste of Punga (mutated paw paw) too, but can't/won't eat a lot of it due to it's side effects; addiction and presence of annonacin). Favourite season: Spring Favourite flower: None (she would like things like feverblossom that have neat chemical uses, but otherwise they aren't exposed to flowers much and don't think about them aesthetically). Favourite scent: Leather and certain types of cologne (after leaving the vault the familiar smell of Butch's jacket reminded Al of home, which was a comfort in the strange outside world -that stuck with them a little. Also they will never admit that. Butch might hear and get a big head or something.). Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: Hot chocolate Average hours of sleep: Depends. If they get the choice they'd stay up late and sleep in - if they couldn't sleep in then they'd get less sleep than average. But also being really really sick means she spends a lot of time sleeping now when she doesn't want to be. Dog or cat person: Cat. They can vibe with that energy, and are sort of afraid/wary of most dogs. Dream trip: Anywhere. Just more of the wasteland that she hasn't been able to see yet because of being sick. Going out west could've been fun. Number of blankets they'd choose to sleep with: One, thickness changing depending on how hot or cold it is. Al could easily sleep without a blanket if they were comfortable enough. Random fact: Al can't swim. The vault never had a pool, and they can't control their body well in water.

#fuzzy.post #fuzzy.oc #oc: nora sosu #oc: alberta jefferson

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bullseyelover · 1 year

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CAMERON MANN as YOUNG DEX POINDEXTER aka BULLSEYE in DAREDEVIL SEASON THREE

| behind the scenes

#the casting for young bulls was PHENOMENAL #he looks exactly like bethel it’s insane #the COLOR OF THE BULLSEYE HAT #when i found these photos i lost it #because that would’ve probably been the color of the netflix bullseye suit #we were robbed #i can only hope that the new suit bethel will get in echo (or born again) will be as great as we could’ve had #i say when became i’m hopeful (delusional)#also fun fact when the actors filmed they didn’t know it’d be black and white in post #maybe it was changed to hint towards dex’s color blindness but most likely how he views the world in black and white instead #benjamin poindexter #bullseye #cameron mann #wilson bethel #vincent donofrio #netflix daredevil #behind the scenes

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the-keep-under-gresit · 1 year

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Get to know the blogger

Many thankies for the tag, @ruiniel

:D :D :D :D

Share your wallpaper:

I too be a simp-le person. 😜 (Normally go with whatever I'm currently hyper fixating on, but at the moment I'm not entirely certain what that is... so, Al it stays for now 😁)

Last song you listened to: Allstar - Smash Mouth (Ah, catchy nostalgia on loop)

Currently reading: Trying to catch up on fanfics... Brain making it arduous. 😵

Last movie: Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind (Had to cut it short cause I started nodding off - long day 😴)

Last TV show: Pokemon Ultimate Journeys (have to wait for the next episodes to be dubbed)

Craving: Busy eyeing the Tex chocolate next to me. 👀

What are you wearing right now: Long navy and turquoise pyjama top (it has unicorns on eet 🦄), white tracksuit pants, and light blue socks with 'lil penguins on dem. Ultra comfort clothes FTW!

How tall are you: 5'1'' ft (Yes, I'm short)

Piercings: None.

Tattoos: None.

Glasses or contacts: Neither.

Last drink: Rooibos tea.

Last thing you ate: Cheesy Doritos and rice cakes with butter. (Ah, so healthy 😋)

Favorite color: Blue. All shades.

Current obsession: Hard to say at the moment. Maybe Pokemon, but with a sprinkling of Beyblade and Castlevania here and there too. It's weird, and honestly contributing to the current state of feeling lost and almost depressive. I need to obsess over something or else I die inside. 😵

Any pets:

*Clears throat*

Cosmo. African Grey Parrot. Presumably male. Age 5 years. Always up to no good. Good talker. My baby.

Gringo. Blue-crowned conure. Presumably male. Around 20 years. LOUD! Full of bull. Loves to call everyone an ass. Also my baby.

Neera. Leopard gecko. Female. Around 15 years. Can do no wrong, just a 'lil gal. Also baby. ALL MY BABIES!

And for whatever reason, my phone does not want to show the photos of the others, but also have a male yellow cockatiel (Rango) aged 15 yrs, and 3 lady doggos (Misty, Kelsey and Roxy) all Border collie x's, ages 16, 13 and 4 yrs.

Favorite fictional character: Let's make that characters cause you can't have just one: 😁

Anime~

Shiron, Ranshiin, Greedo (Legendz: Tale of the Dragon Kings)

Kai, Tala, Bryan (Beyblade [2000/Bakuten Shoot])

Kyuzo (Samurai 7)

Ponyta/Rapidash, Mewtwo, Lugia, Treecko/Grovyle/Sceptile, Riolu/Lucario (Pokemon) [Throwing in Lance as fav human character]

Sebastian (Black Butler)

Levi (Attack on Titan)

Hisoka (Hunter x Hunter)

Toons/Animated Series~

Alucard (Castlevania [Netflix])

Leonardo (TMNT [2003/2007/Bayverse])