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solitaria-fantasma · 10 months
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((Hahaha crocheted Branwen go brrrr.))
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lost-kingsmen · 2 months
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Late Knights in the Lizard Lair
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((Arthur has told Gawain a thousand times that they aren’t calling his shed workshop the ‘Lizard Lair’. I need to put this down now. My phone is starting to lag from all the layers the file has to open.))
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reptiliton · 6 months
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Happy birthday to my son Ozzy boy ❤️‍🔥❤️❤️‍🔥❤️❤️‍🔥
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hubertlovezine · 10 months
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Reptiliton (@/Claudvain on Twitter) has pledged their loyalty to House Vestra and will be joining us as a page artist. Their art has a bewitching power to it, full of charm and whimsy, not unlike the artist themselves. Clearly the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree!
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answrs · 4 years
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so i really need to have my head in a better place right now, would anyone be interested in chattering on about msa or throwing around some fluffy au/headcanon idea threads?
just please no talk about specifically cats, vets, or in-depth discussions on death/reasons an animal might come back as a ghost (obviously i mean... it's mystery skulls, ya talk about ghosts. one of the characters IS a ghost. just,,,,, maybe skip the physical pain aspect and cat/dog companion spirits for just today? heck I'd prob be fine gushing over @solitaria-fantasma 's Gawain's reptilitones just making mischief and their feud with the deadbeats, but probably not Dulce and reminiscing about why one beloved companion would come back but not another... hits too close to home just now ;m;
i don't think mobile is gonna let me tag anyone properly, so I'll put it in the msa tags and hope anyone's willing? asks, replies, tags to a starter post you make, anything is good for me and I'll do my best to reply fast as i can.
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💖 ((For Gawain and/or the Reptilitones?))
Send Hearts
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“They’re really cute and bring sweet gifts!”
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An orange snout poked out of the shadows, and a yellow tongue tasted the air. Satisfied with whatever they detected (or whatever they didn't), the Reptilitone swam out of the shadows and called back to her companions. Two more slithered out to join her, with the largest clasping a wrapped package in its mouth.
They placed the package on the nearest flat surface, and fussed over the presentation for a little bit before leaving. In the morning, an anonymous present containing a handful of blue beads, a long length of purple ribbon, a plastic rose, a box of jellybeans, and a handful of colorful bottlecaps would be found.
((Happy Holidays from the Reptilitones! Don't ask how they got to Arthur's universe. I don't actually know. XD))
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bluescarfvivi · 3 years
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An orange snout poked out of the shadows, and a yellow tongue tasted the air. Satisfied with whatever they detected (or whatever they didn’t), the Reptilitone swam out of the shadows and called back to her companions. Two more slithered out to join her, with the largest clasping a wrapped package in its mouth.
They placed the package on the nearest flat surface, and fussed over the presentation for a little bit before leaving. In the morning, an anonymous present containing a small box of treats with a lightly chewed corner, a box of jellybeans with only blue colors, a spool of cyan thread, and blue d12 with white numbers would be found.
((Happy Holidays from the Reptilitones!))
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Vivi fumbled down her stairs that next morning, Mystery following right behind her. It wasn’t too early but still early in Vivi’s eyes. It’s Christmas morning so this would be swept under the rug. Before heading to the kitchen for tea the two looked into the living area. Their tree stood tall with the few ornaments and lights...still on. 
Did she forget to turn those off last night? 
One simple tug and the lights dimmed out, for now. Save the lights from overheating any further. Just as she turned around Vivi noticed a package neatly placed on the couch. One of the corners looked like something nibbled on them, but everything else looked intact. 
But that didn’t last too long. The wrapping and various box remnants were all that remained, while the gifts set aside the star-eyed bluenette. The die danced between her fingers, as if she were trying to juggle it as fast as she could. Interesting gift choices, but very specific towards her. 
“I’m gonna be fiddling with this die for the rest of the day, I just know it.” 
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solitaria-fantasma replied to your post: How do the league members react to the...
((aaAAAAAA I LOVE THIS?? SO MUCH???))
I’m glad you liked it. I may have had a mild panic attack over actually posting it.
Shayera is one of my favorite characters, and when you mentioned the reptilitones touching her wings, the idea popped up and then well...
What do you mean? there was NO symbolism in a green army man. not at all
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tarotzine · 4 years
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Contributor Announcement! 
Introducing the amazing contributors for this zine! Stay tuned to see what they’ll create!
Links to their pages are under the Read More, go check them out! 
Artists 
Alanide - Tumblr - Twitter - Instagram - Artstation
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solitaria-fantasma · 10 months
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((It’s my last day of work at this place, so here’s a finished piece of Gawain and his Reptilitones!))
Left, top to bottom: Spam, Branwen (Bran), Tighe
Right, top to bottom: Griflet, Chopper
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lost-kingsmen · 2 months
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reptiliton · 1 year
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Good catch, Eli!
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An orange snout poked out of the shadows, and a yellow tongue tasted the air. Satisfied with whatever they detected (or whatever they didn’t), the Reptilitone swam out of the shadows and called back to her companions. Two more slithered out to join her, with the largest clasping a wrapped package in its mouth.
They placed the package on the nearest flat surface, and fussed over the presentation for a little bit before leaving. In the morning, an anonymous present containing a favored soft drink that was just slightly (and accidentally) shaken, a new hairbrush with a hand-painted (but kind of sloppy) fox on the back, a keychain from a popular video game, and a silver dollar coin that has faint bite marks near the edge would be found.
((Happy Holidays from the Reptilitones!))
Alice was still asleep until her mother woke her up.
“Uh, someone left a package on the table for you...despite the fact that I didn’t send it and the doors were locked.” Julia said, looking very concerned.
Alice got up and checked it out. She could pick up some energy from it. She decided to read it. “....Some reptile creatures came in...ooooh that’s where they came from!” She smiled. “Don’t worry mom, it came from a friend....I mean, I guess we’re friends?” She opened up the package. “...Uh, want a soda?” She offered it to her mom. Alice wasn’t a soda drinker.
Julia peeked at it before taking it. “I’ll give it a small taste.”
“...Awww!” She smiled at the new brush and keychain. What good timing, too. Her current hairbrush was chewed up by Bijoux, and the keychain was definitely going on her purse. She just hoped that Bijoux won’t chew that as well.
Alice analyzed the coin, taking note of the bite marks. Guess she could find someplace to put it??
“Ah!” Julia cried out as the soda can fizzed over. “Apparently this didn’t have a smooth trip.”
Alice laughed. 
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The Start of Something New by <a rel="author" href="/users/TtotheCofA/pseuds/TtotheCofA">TtotheCofA</a>
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2r090wz
by TtotheCofA
After the Imperium invasion, Gawain - a young hero who answered J'onn's call-to-arms - gets an interesting message.
Words: 664, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Mystery Skulls Animated, Justice League & Justice League Unlimited (Cartoons)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Gawain, Reptilitones, Batman
Additional Tags: OCs Abound, Batman is only mentioned, I'm past the point where I think "nobody will read this", I wrote this for me and I'm posting this for me, but if you enjoy it too, that will make it better
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braveskyered · 5 years
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Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit
NOTE: This story takes place in the Knight Time AU, which is essentially Knights with @solitaria-fantasma​‘s OC Gawain added into the mix.
More information on Gawain.
"Rabbit rabbit rabbit" is a superstition found in Britain and North America wherein a person says or repeats the words "rabbit", "rabbits" and/or "white rabbits" aloud upon waking on the first day of a month, to ensure good luck for the rest of it.
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In a city that never sleeps, where gambling and various vices are among the norm, a bell tolled.
The clocks struck midnight.
“Rabbit, rabbit, white rabbit.”
When he died over twenty years ago and was lost in that forest for ten years, Gawain had a little habit in life that soon came into play. On the first day of every month, the very first words that leave his mouth would be “rabbit” three times. Sometimes it's just a rabbit, sometimes a white rabbit is mixed in, or even a black rabbit when he was too disoriented. All in the hopes of having the good fortune to return home.
But now, the charm, as superstitious as it is, has one more purpose.
“Rabbit, rabbit, white rabbit.”
Gawain looked around, ignoring the various tourists and residents that partake in the vices he and his family have no business to be in.
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If Gawain was still alive, he probably would've gone in to one of the many casinos for a game of blackjack. He probably would've been more focused on the mathematical side of things and try to get the highest chance at getting twenty-one, but that would be considered card counting, so he'd probably be kicked out before he could make a hit or stand. Eh. Priorities and rules.
A weak sigh of a laugh escaped from him when he recalled the few times his friends - Lizabeth, Bill, and Bako – would play such games. They're the type of people who would only gamble for kicks, so they all know when to fold them. Gawain can easily imagine it now, him and the others coming here in Sin City for a few games to test their luck and skill, maybe win a round or two. They'd have to chaperone over Bill, whose math skills would take a nosedive when under pressure. Gawain didn't think it was possible to get a total of forty on Bill's favorite card game on Blackjack 21.
Still, getting Four of a Kind tens is rather impressive. When Lizabeth suggested that Bill try a few games on Poker, the guy ended up getting only cards that all added up to twenty-one. Although Bill did eventually win one round when he successfully drew a hand of Four of a Kind Queens, so Gawain figured that was rather impressive.
But wait, he's getting sidetracked. He looked around again, searching for the one he missed the most.
His little brother.
“Arthur, where are you?”
Arthur, who left Tempo just over a year ago, saying that it was just a two-day trip for himself... but never came home. Gawain could only blame himself and his paralyzing fear of motor vehicles. If he didn't have that fear, then he could have easily gone on that bus with Arthur to see where he was going. If only he had sent any of the Reptilitones to go with Arthur. They didn't have the same fear that he does, so they could have easily followed him.
But he didn't, because he didn't want to scare his little brother, who is terrified of ghosts.
That vengeful ghost did not help matters.
Gawain clenched his teeth at the thought of what happened. It's not something he could ever forgive, not after all the pain it caused to his family, despite everything Arthur had done for everyone affected. Not after it caused Arthur to leave nearly everything behind, only taking some his possessions and Galahad with him. Not after letting Arthur get a one week head start.
Weak. Pathetic.
No doubt those thoughts went through his little brother's mind.
Just what kind of brother is he to let that happen?
His determination renewed, Gawain sent Griflet and Bran to search the outer areas of the city, while he and Chopper remained in the heart of it all. He didn't like the thought of Arthur giving himself up in this place, or if he somehow got caught up in the darker side of the city of vices. All he could do is search through every nook and cranny for his little brother. In the end, there is no trace of Arthur, and all Gawain and his helpers could find were the occasional girls that would be kidnapped off the streets to be sold into various “services.”
The only reason Gawain even thought of searching here was because of an offhand conversation Arthur had with Vivi once. The Mystery Skulls had turned down a case in this area under the pretense of it being too expensive to go, but the true reason was because Arthur made it clear that he wouldn't be caught dead in the area full of casinos and the other various kinds of entertainment. Since Arthur ran away, that would mean that he's trying to hide, and in most cases, people tend to hide in the last places anyone would look. All this logic did though, was cause Gawain to have a major freak out and immediately rush here.
Soon, the Reptilitones came back and made their report by simply shaking their heads. Griflet and Bran were disappointed, while Chopper looked as frustrated as Gawain is. In short, they couldn't find any trace of Arthur in this city of guilty pleasures.
Still, it meant that Arthur never came by here, which is a huge relief.
(Regardless, Gawain made sure to send some anonymous tips to the police for those girls that were kidnapped, maybe break a crime ring or two to let off some steam.)
He and the Reptilitones then left the city of vices within the next hour, and he still didn’t have any clue on where Arthur could be.
“Rabbit, rabbit, white rabbit,” Gawain muttered again, his lips curling in despair, “R-rabbit, rabbit...”
He knew it will take more than mere luck from a silly superstition to find his brother, but it was all he had to cling on to.
“Rabbit, rabbit, white rabbit...”
Gawain hoped that wherever Arthur is, his little brother is happy. Happy to be away from the place that went from being Arthur's home to his own personal and forsaken hell.
For months afterward, Gawain and his Reptilitones would continue their search. It took Gawain ten years to find his way back home after he died, and find his way back to Arthur. If it's going to take him another ten years to find him, so be it. Even though he'd rather not take that long.
Arthur may not know about him, but Gawain refused to back down. Once he finds his brother, he swore to never leave Arthur's side again. No matter what, Gawain will protect him, even if it costs him his life.
Or, well, afterlife, but the idea is there.
On the whims of Griflet's suggestion, Gawain moved his search by going east.
“Rabbit, rabbit, white rabbit...”
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