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#Halo like a Crown
buqbite · 9 months
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1863rd destruction of [Eden]
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wigglebox · 7 months
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Suptober - Day 9 || Starlight [x]
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deepseaspriteblog · 5 months
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OH I almost forgot to post these- I was thinking that, since the troll get wings when they god tier (even though I NEVER sprite that), maybe the kids can get cool, customized halos. So here's Dave testing it out, one regular god tier and the other fancy tier.
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ministarfruit · 5 months
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saw other people do doppelgänger concepts for these two and I wanted to join in so here's my take on them!
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ssstrawberryflowers · 6 months
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the blood murderbot and their angel boyfriend in silly tshirts woaw
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hyacinthsdiamonds · 1 year
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Summer ends, Winter fades, here we are just the same...
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pyrriax · 2 months
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a little (better expanded) zam design concept!
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baeshijima · 4 months
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guess who got the brilliance seelie?
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i did ಥ_ಥ
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spiderh0rse · 4 months
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I love when things that really don't need halos get one anyways
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keeps-ache · 6 months
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chatting by the window :)
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yttrillion · 1 year
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day 22: favourite tera type
pink heart with wings and a bow? yeah of course fairy is my favourite one...
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eru-iru · 1 year
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halo v2 based on his destroyed crown
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archorcist · 2 months
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thinking about adam's heaven takeover verse ...
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kastalani123 · 17 days
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Something something how can you not believe into something higher after seeing the total solar eclipse? How can you not feel even a little in awe of the design of the universe, in awe of whatever had crafted galaxies from stardust and decided to love us enough to allow us to see its crown of silver for at least a few moments? How can you not feel the blessing of existence itself when the planets and stars and other heavenly bodies themselves have come together in the exact positioning to grant us a look at a thing so wonderful it does not feel real?
How can you not love the universe's loving hands shaping the world just so we can experience something so divine?
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ponderosa-canopy111 · 6 months
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Drew my girlfriend again lol. She put a wreath on her head at Michaels and I had a vision.
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phoenixduelist · 1 year
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@ashortdropandasuddenstop
Dance with the Devil at Farsang
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There was something oddly but extremely satisfying upon witnessing the raw shock mixed with outrage when diplomats, merchants from other countries, empires visited to reestablish trade connections upon hearing the raging war has quietened. No one expected to be face to face with the terror of a woman who robbed them tons of riches (and later they learned she funded her revolution with them) not bound in chains but sitting on the throne of Hungary with the lethal grace of a jungle cat. Predatory eyes accompanied by a sharp smirk dancing in the corner of her lips when recognition set in; widening into a grin upon the grim realization that now she was even more untouchable. Not like anyone could ever catch her on the sea, nor in her own land.
The Brits might just be her favorite to torment. Mostly because they were so pleased with their colonies and failed to pay attention to most of the political changes in Europe, unless it involved either the Spanish or the French. Oh their surprise, fury, panic was a joy to witness and be the cause of just by her mere presence. The now independent Kingdom of Hungary happened to be one of the largest grain exports with almost endless plains, the transport route relatively short and a lot safer than importing from one of their precious colonies only to have it stolen on the way to the mainland. What a shame would it be, even though she was no longer...in the business of making empires miserable. Well, not as an outlaw anyways.
Selling it a higher price was a combination of her amusement, knowledge how badly they needed it and her country was still being rebuilt from the three year revolutionary war. With the deal arranged, a thin eyebrow arched in graceful mockery at the openly murderous glares thrown in her direction.
What kind of queen would Rozália be if she didn't insist them to stay till Sunday when she was about to hold her first official Farsang of her reign? Colorful costumes, decorated masks mouthwatering food, lively dances, traditions and music throughout day and night; both her and her nation needed this celebration, for nobles and foreign visitors held in the Buda Castle with a stunning view to the Danube.
The day arrived soon and the Queen was more than prepared...only that she wasn't present at the feast, instead Marcell, her ex first mate now captain of the castle guards excused that her costume is taking too long to apply.
Rozália could barely contain her electric excitement. Emerald eyes glowed even brighter after the careful lining with black, a few adjustments, the most notable being her hair chopped off by the same trustworthy damascus steel sabers. Ferenc was already grinning like a lunatic upon noticing, even the always worried Marcell couldn't suppress a small amused smile in the depths of his beard.
The curtains were semi see through, the music quietened as the silhouette of the Queen seemingly glided close. Still obscured by the veil like curtain, only the size of her dress and hairdo could be seen, until an another figure steadily approached from behind and with one motion severed the head, causing many horrified gasps, shrieks at the unexpected assassination-
The curtains parted, the head of the mannequin rolled down the steps ansand music upon Sándor's signal picking up a heated rhythm as the Hungarian Devil sauntered into view. Full pirate captain getup from coat to hat with the fiery feather, signature sabers twirled in her grip with utmost ease, each movement dripping, oozing with pride.
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Cheers, gasps of surprise and outrage followed her grand entrance, those who were part of her once crew could barely hold their laughter at the display, some of the clueless nobility was delighted at her bold choice, while the remaining...they knew.
There was more sway in her steps than back in the days but not less grace, stealing the dance partner of some Duke with ease; a quick twirl and she dipped the woman while kicking the Duke into his chair, effectively seating him.
"B-but Your Highness-" the noblewoman in her hold stammered at the bold dip
“Call me Captain.” came the almost sultry purr of her gritty alto before releasing the flushed woman back to a chair, although more gently than she did with her previous dance partner
"The Queen is such a great actor! Don't you think Admiral?" The young and beautiful lady in a bejeweled mask resembling to a peacock currently accompanying the Admiral fluttered her long lashes at her companion, not quite understanding why the British delegation's mood became even more gloomy. Which she didn't know was even possible.
Meanwhile the storm of the woman continued her rampage, reveling in the attention, the scandal; currently dancing on top of the main table and miraculously evading all plates, occasionally stealing a bite with her sword.
“Oh but is there any hero in shining wig to save the noble class from such battle hardened criminal?” Rozália declared dramatically; it has been too long since she had a real duel. Too long her thirst left unquenched by swordsmen not even near her level nor experience.
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Technically, it was an open challenge yet her blazing eyes never left the Admiral's, her lips slowly revealing the monstrous fangs; just like in the old days she longed for a dance. The glow of emerald seemed to burn brighter with each spin of the curved blades briefly crossing in front of her face as she waited for the rise to her scandalous taunt.
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