#Degin

[arcturiusmusic]

Excited to play at CaitC & Friends x Avian Bass Collective next week at De Gin @ Tilburg! Ahhh this is going to be cozy as well with bex.dnb, @dublexmusic and AutopsKi on the decks. Come and hang - free entry!

#dnb #drumandbass #drumnbass #arcturiusmusic #music #arcturius #dj #dnbmusic #djset #dnbdj #caitc #autopski #bexdnb #drumnbassfamily #drumnbassdj #drumandbasslover #dnblover #drumnbasslover #djs #degin #tilburg #breda #eindhoven #avianbasscollective

[4ori-portfolio]

トマトのブランド化とそのロゴマークを作成しました。 ブランド化では普段使わない言葉やどうしたら魅力的に感じられるかを考えました。

#logo design #degin

[raspberrywiskey]

i love early 2010s cartoons so so so much. the angular character designs inspired by emo and punk fashion. the grimy aesthetic n muted colours. the textured background w/ way too much grain. the synth soundeffects n theme. generator rex, the batman 2004, BEN 10 !! literally peak media, they are everything to me

#the creature design was always crazy good also #the aliens in the og ben 10 series are literally some of the best creature degins ever !! #so so so crazy good #ben 10 #generator rex #the batman 2004

[lexicorp]

Finally managed to do this! Buuuut instead of commiting to one character I split it into 5- :V

It was fun tho! :D

Second

#oc #basilisk #teifling #pheonix bois #pheo and nix's human disguises tada #theo deginately got that siren chick from a coven guard's pic of their partner and used it to try and escape- #all these bois ive rlly been wanting to doodle more #gender is so weird- #i think the disgusted expression is my favorie XD #expressions challenge

[citrus-sours]

I'm gonna throw up laughing at hell boss beelzebub, what a fucking shit show I hope she explodes for the damge she's doing a "character designer"

#yes im all for sparkle dogs BUT HELLO GURL THIS IS YOUR TV SHOW? GIVE A SHIT??? #its so all over the place im . this must be a joke. and i only caught wind thru a tweet of hers bitching abt ppl bitching abt the degin #girl have some swlf awareness 😭😭😭

[webidea]

#htmlcoding #html css #code #css3 #web design #Voting system Degin using html and css #Hello friends welcome in our website. Today in this blog.create a online voting style using css. They look very beautiful and awsome.Please #Go to website for download source code: #https://web-idea-website.blogspot.com/2022/09/online-voting-degine-using-css.html

[sitting-on-me-bum]

Sunlight Caps the Snowy Meili Mountain Range in a Majestic Photo Series

Soaring more than 22,000 feet above the landscape, the frigid Meili mountain range sits at the edge of Yunnan’s Deqin County in the Diqing Tibetan Autonomous Prefecture and borders the phenomenal “Three Parallel Rivers,” a UNESCO world heritage site where the Jinsha, Mekong, and Salween each run alongside each other but never converge. The imposing landmark, while steeped in cultural and historical significance, is majestic and sublime in its own right, features Shenzhen-based photographer Rainlook captures in a new series. Taken around 6 a.m., the images are shot when the first break of sunlight shines on the snow-streaked terrain, casting the mountain peaks in an ethereal glow while leaving the rest in nighttime shadows.

#rainlook #photographer #sunlight #meili mountain range #photo series #snow #landscape #yunnan #degin county #diging tibetan autonomous prefecture #three parallel rivres #unesco world heritage site #jinsha river #mekong river #salween river #river #nature

[monarchgarments12]

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#jodhpuri suit #jodhpuri designer #jodhpuri suit deginer

[sukritirawat]

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#website #degine #webdevelopment #marketing #rajathan

[digitalpeaks02]

Hire the best web Degine Agency. We have been helping customers of all types expand their businesses that run eCommerce stores through a Shopify web design agency.

#Design #webdevelopment #web Degine

[trendyfashiontalks]

Eba Hurma Designer Prime Rose Anarkali Suit-The Best Outfit to OPT for The Holy Festive

This Gorgeous Party Wear Floor-length Anarkali Suit From The The Brand Eba In Semi Pure Georgette Paired With Dupatta And Trouser.

Pure Georgette Top Anarkali.

Gown Embellished With Heavy Embroidery, and Stone Work.

Four-Sided Border Work Net Dupatta

This Dress Will Come With Full Sleeves.

Your Choice Of Dual Santoon Churidar Or Trouser Salwar.

#anarkali suits #floor-length suits #deginer anarkali

[koolaidashley]

uncle uncle uncle uncle. I love ur degins for Lita and Venus! I also like how they are sisters. Do u know who mutated them yet?

HEHE THANK U I like the designs too, even tho I may tweak the colors a little.

For who mutated them?? It’s got something to do with this guy

#tmnt #tmnt 04 #04 Venus #04 lita #04 asks #04 bishop

[lovestruckspider]

—　Spinursic

[PT: Spinursic , Spider + Nurse + ic /END PT]

✚　A gender relating to spiders and nurses / Spiders who are nurses / Nurses with spider like degins on their uniform etc

✚　This gender isnt masc of fem , colors have no meaning and were picked from a pallet

✚　REPOSTS ARE OKAY WITH CREDIT !!

#❝ PUSH UR TEMPER ❞ — POSTS #mogai coining #pro mogai #mogai #xenogender #gender coining #mogai genders #liom coining #mogai label #spidergender #nursegender

[tpotr]

Hi my writer, I came to let you know here on Tumbrl as you told me about part 2 of the Aerea-Rhaegal body swap fanfic in which they wake up in their genderless counterparts, thank you in advance.

It's been a while since I've got this req, but hehe, did it. Thank you for sending this in! This is part 2 of this req over here, where Aerea, Rhaegal, Aemma and Daella (Genderbent!Green children, ordered by age) wake up in the bodies of their not genderbent counterparts. This time with actual Daella on screen, lol. This one is more of a feel good fanfic, ngl.

Genderbent!Helaegon | Humor/Fluff | AU of a series | wc: 1995

“Prince Daeron has come, your Grace,” a servant says when they all stand at the hall.

Rhaegal lifts his head in interest, and so do his sisters — or brothers, at the current moment. These bodies they found themselves in had not been theirs, but until they found a solution, he had been degined to wear the dresses. It hasn’t been all that bad; Princess Helaena’s dresses all seemed to have been made of comfortable fabrics and cuts, and Aerea had made sure to stick in his hair as many of insect themed jewels that would be considered palatable to court. Seeing ‘Prince Aegon’ help his wife in the mornings seemed to have left their maids speechless, but they’ve all been shooed away quickly enough. Aemma had quite a bit of thrill herself as ‘Prince Aemond’, getting to know she’s one of the Keep’s most intimidating men.

This Queen Alicent had been different from theirs. Certainly, a mother of three boys and one girl, rather than the other way around. But although not their mother, she had been no less caring or worrisome. They have adjusted to the roles of her children to calm her down, told her all had been a prank, but she insisted they remain by her side for a while.

“My sweet boy,” her brown eyes brighten when she sees a silver-haired boy entering the room. He has eyes of violet, as any of them do, with long light eyelashes framing them. The sun pecked him freckled, soft dotting seeming a blush over his nose bridge. He has a tentative smile on, and his arms hold each other in front of his body as if hiding together under billowing sleeves. “The ride must’ve been long. You should’ve told me you are coming, your room would’ve been prepared.”

Prince Daeron smiles a boyish smile.“It is of no matter, mother,”  He answers softly. Prince Daeron eyes his siblings prolongedly, as if seeking something out. Aemma and Aerea both glance at Rhaegal, a conference of eyes taking place. There must be a reason for this arrival, at this time, Rhaegal thinks, and comes forward towards the boy, trying to make a proud walk as noticeable as possible with skirts of the dress seeking to drown it out. His sisters follow soon behind him.

“Daeron,” he says, reaching for his arm. The name feels odd on his tongue. “How has it been with Uncle Mundy?”

The queen turns to him, lifting a brown brow. “Uncle Mundy?”

The boy’s eyes crinkle to the utmost joy and relief, their glimmer nothing less than starlike in quality. “Well!” Daeron— Daella, now without doubt— and rushes into his embrace. This male form of his youngest sister is surprisingly lanky. He wonders if this is how sisters feel normally; gods, he has never felt so short.

Perhaps now he could understand his wife’s tantrums of being the smallest of them four. Unfortunately for her, Prince Aegon’s height has only elevated her one spot on that list, and she had been quick to make note of it. “This is ridiculous,” she says annoyedly, when Daella lets him go. Prince Aegon’s hand reaches up to Prince Daeron’s hair, as if to level him. “Who allowed you to become a tree?”

Daella chuckles, coming to hug her and Aemma as well. They are stuck in this position, them all, but at least they are together. 

“We should see what you have become on the training yard,” Aemma says, keeping a calm tone, although laced with intrigue. Prince Aemond had a menacing appearance to him, with a strong jaw and the most conniving of looks, but his lips earned a cat-like grin when Aemma spoke. There may be a chance that it was natural to that body, but Rhaegal could tell Aemma had been excited. “Things are quite different, now.” 

They both turn to Ser Criston naturally. The man blinks at the both from Alicent’s side; it is clear that they needn't have any of his permission here. He only proceeds to clarify. “At this moment, my Prince?” 

The grin on Prince Aemond’s face is undoubtedly Aemma’s. “Yes.”

Aerea snorts, and Rhaegal tries to keep himself from chuckling too. Even in the male bodies, Daella grabs onto Aemma to drag her forward, locking arms with one another. Despite the odd, almost resigned looks from Alicent and Criston, Rhaegal brings his own arm to lock with Aerea and go after them. 

It makes the Queen and the Kingsguard even further confused, but he minds it not. Today, Prince Aegon and Princess Helaena walk hand in hand, and Rhaegal will enjoy every minute of it.

— 

It is a storm of swords between his sisters in the yard.

They make the fullest of every moment. Each clank of a sword earns them intense cheers from the crowd of watching bystanders, and it is quite a crowd; long it has been since two princes sparred each other on this yard, it appears. It had never been a primary interest of his, but he feels odd now, watching from the sidelines himself. 

He leans his head against Prince Aegon’s shoulder. That body is surprisingly not that different in softness from his wife’s, although he can’t say it is quite the same, either. Still, it’s comforting within all this noise and strangeness. 

“Sulking?” she asks. It sounds a drier remark in the lower voice she attained herself. He keeps his lips lined.

“No, it is only…” he trails off. The violet gaze of hers is no less piercing as a prince, and the rise of an eyebrow is just as pointed. We agreed on honesty, he reminds himself. He will not break that promise here, even if they spoke that promise from different lips. “Yes.”

Aerea hums and brings a finger to his lips. “I rather like the pout, you know.”

Rhaegal believes she is more inclined to squeeze and hold him as much as possible at the moment. She certainly did not hold back on testing the differences in intimacy. It had been as awkwardly funny as it had been oddly pleasing. He still can’t fathom some sensations that he had felt, and she had made a point to laugh at his relentlessly at some of his questions — but then again, he similarly got to laugh at when she realized fucking is quite a different job from being fucked.

But some natural instincts helped, or one may assume even muscle memory. Prince Aegon and Princess Helaena had a third child, unlike them. Maelor, his mind supplies again, with the image of an infant holding at the edge of his cradle and babbling relentlessly. 

He thinks some wistfulness conquered them both. By the time he leaves this body, he wonders if the princess would be left with a fourth. 

Either way, Rhaegal bites the finger in his vicinity. Aerea yelps away, pouting at him now. Prince Aegon has a plump pout himself. “And I like yours,” he chuckles and looks back at the scene in front of him. He smiles at his younger sisters, resigning himself to observe. This is a sobering moment; yes, he had not enjoyed swordplay for the sparring itself, but he thinks he can understand Aemma and Daella more fully now that he is not to be included. 

From the sidelines, the joy on their faces is enviable; it looks so very fun. He has taken training for granted in his lifetime. He will have to do his best to keep being dedicated and thankful to Criston when he returns to his body.

Rhaegal does hope it will be rather soon. He misses his children, and his mother, and the abilities to hold his wife with no ogling and join his sisters’ in their spars freely.

“Oi,” Aerea huffs at some squire to her left. It is amusing to hear her attempts at impersonating male speech. It nearly brings a smile to his face, but soon enough she completes the sentence whole. “Bring me a sword!”

He squeezes his wife’s upper arm, looking at her confused. He knows not about Prince Aegon, but he could count the times Aerea has held swords in her hands on one palm. “You never liked sparring,” he says, eyebrow lifting. Their sisters would know to be mindful of her inexperience, but she doesn’t even like it. Why would she leave his side for it?

Aerea brings a hand to squeeze on his side in response. The squire returns hastily with a sword in hand, offering it to him. “My prince,” he says, and Aerea takes the sword with little care, the grip on his waist seemingly stronger than the hold on the steel. 

“Prince Aegon is joining the fray!” Someone calls. The excited audience claps in excitement, and even Queen Alicent and Ser Criston eye him with intrigue. The princes in the midst of the circle turn to them with confusion that matches his.

Aerea dispels it very quickly. “Dimwit,” she says aloud, “who told you that? It’s not for me,” she turns back to him. “It’s for my wife.” 

Ah?

That is met with a deafening silence.

“Aegon, what is this nonesense—” Alicent begins, and Rhaegal feels as if he is watching his mother from years back come alive again. Aerea hadn’t bothered with their mother’s complaints then, and she isn’t bothered by them now, only shoving the sword in the smooth hands of Princess Helaena, and patting him to move forward.

He first stares at his wife, surprised.The sword feels heavier than how it usually does, and certainly the dress is not quite the proper garb for this activity. However, he had trained and fought with swords in many situations in years past, even when it was inconvenient. Aerea knows that too, he reminds himself, and for a moment smiles at the sword as warmth rushes down him.

Go on, that is the message. And he knows his sisters would not allow for anyone to object.

Aerea is steadfast despite the complaints coming her way. Aemma and Daella also care none for the shock among the observers, they return to a starting stance in front of him. He laughs when he sees Ser Criston balking at them; now this Criston might want to put an end to this before anything starts, but his Ser Criston would remind him to not waste an opportunity to take first strike. 

Rhaegal grips the sword better, and rushes forward to enter that dance.

Swords clank in a nostalgic symphony. Words die down somewhere between the third of fourth strike he blocks. The audience’s yapping even turns into amused ones when Aemma and his team up  to make Daella yield first. Prince Daeron has fallen to his back first, in full hearty laughter.  

Aemma turns back to him, sword pointed towards him as she circles him. “Let it be said it is not the dress that would make you lose, sister,” he says. I would know, are the words that remain unspoken. Prince Aemond may have intimidating features, but the contesting tilt of his sister is all the same. 

Rhaegal grins; it is a game, and he’ll play along. “It would not need to be said if I win, right?”

“Get him!” Aerea yells loudly from the sidelines. She holds Alicent by the hand, making the stressed, shocked queen cheer alongside her. Daella has retreated to stand by Criston, who seems so bewildered he has been rendered speechless. The rest of the audience, however, seems to have been enjoying the show. 

There are many people to please. Wife, sisters, audience, who not? Rhaegal picks up the sword, and lunges forward. In this circle of surprise and cheer however, he himself feels he has already won.

This is odd work for the body he is in, but he puts his best foot forward as swords meet again. He may as well leave this body knowing he gave Princess Helaena her own victory, too.

#'uncle mundy' best code for 'are u genderswapped bestie?' #helaegon #aegon ii targaryen #helaena targaryen #aemond targaryen #daeron targaryen #hotd #hotd fanfic #*aereagal #*aerea #*rhaegal #*aemma #*daella #*alicent #*criston #*reqs #*fanfics #*answered

[lilshironeko]

I thougth that Three Hopes’s degins were a bit ridiculous or glamorous lol

#my art #fe3h #fe3hopes #edelgard fire emblem #fire emblem #hubert von vestra #edelgard von hresvelg #fire emblem three houses #fire emblem three hopes spoilers #fanart #small art account #artists on tumblr

[mysteries-uncovered]

notes

-note:  employee trauma different from home universe trauma\

-refugees’ home universe: being seen is a matter of life and death.  

nightmarish corportation: benefit from employee trauma in containing horrors, like the shambling horror and lesser horrors

-training team-> ???  contains witherby.  may also contain “clients” or “people with r deginations” (who may be researchers.  may also contain us as we are typing practice levels?  practice = training.  the job seems to be providing therapy-like services ? perhaps like the daily logs?  update: Camille, Devona, Ria, Neville, and Witherby self-identify as having been direct co-workers in a training team.  most time in this universe, least time in corporation.  most well-adjusted. ms. camille is the captain of this team,  referred to (i believe) as the ensemble in IE data.  

-the information team -> ?? contains presumably at least the captain and yongki.  hypothesis: the information team refers to anyone with an I in their codename.  known i-codes: yongki, the captain, khana..  update: Vik, K (khana), Yongki, and Captain all self-identify as the information team.  captain was the captain.  

-control team -> parker sole surviving member

-breaching -> apparently activates transformations/abnormalities in a very.  game rpg-like way (the meta of it).  “breaches happen if STABILITY COUNTER reaches zero.  each quotidian has custom triggers that LOWER or RAISE their STABILITY COUNTER” (from i.e. data)

-Segundia: is this the place where closer went to?

trickster version of some characters

Eyedol games - distributer of zampanio.  they are based in ohio

#unsolved #zampanio #main meals #dessert #notes