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sillydeadpoets · 8 months
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hello!!
figured with all these new mutuals and possible friends, i should make an introduction post :)
hello! my name is simon, i'm 19 years old, and i'm a freshman in college. my pronouns are he/him+ (any questions on that, feel free to ask!), and i consider myself genderfluid but mostly transmasc if that makes sense? idk i am confused tbh but anyway i'm also bisexual :)
i am very very fixated on dead poets society (especially charlie), and i also am a major todd kinnie. anyway- i also love other movies and shows, so here's a comprehensive list:
dead poets society (obv)
the outsiders
the breakfast club
marvel (moon knight and anything steve and bucky related tbh)
star wars (literally all movies and shows tbh)
inside job
good omens
supernatural (been a fan since i was in a bassinet☝🏻)
i will mostly discuss dps on here, but if i do post about my other interests i hope that's alright :) as for hobbies, i enjoy reading, writing, playing video games, journaling, and collecting stuff (albums, books, movies, etc etc)
feel free to message me any time! i am always willing to talk about anything at all. as i did say, i am in college so response times vary but i will see and get back to you asap! :) sorry for the long post!
here's some pics from my adventure last week to a cafe and park lol
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Rewatching Moon Knight ep 4 as I work out and Marc saying he wishes he could disappear. Like baby no you just need a hug and head rubs 😭😭 I love Steven and Marc so much don't break my heart like that!
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mcondance · 10 months
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steve is the only one that feeds it the appropriate food jake just throws his leftovers in the tank
no literally.
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sketchy-tour · 2 months
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I need him to bury me in affection right now
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nightyelean · 11 months
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egh em hmm
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sinnabee · 1 year
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listen i know;; i KNOW its mermay. but im thinking about him. anyway @bamsara throws this at you like a knife
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lexezombie · 2 months
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Maybe putting a 7ft metal creature on unstable wheels is a bad idea--
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extra background-less version:
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lil-lemon-snails · 12 days
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You find these two in a box in your attic, wyd?
I had a lot of fun scribbling on these guys!! there's a whole lot of texture going on hehe >:3c As always, close ups under cut!
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cacaocheri · 8 months
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i heard it was a certain guy's birthday? (maybe multiple guys?)
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Got a porcelain pen now im unstoppable
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vi-sinner · 2 years
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my friends: “He’s violent and a murderer, and will hurt anyone who gets in his way”
me: “but…he’s so pretty 🥺👉🏻👈🏻”
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egophiliac · 6 months
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HOW WE FEELING ABOUT THE UPCOMING NEWSS 👹👹👹
man, it's a good thing they stopped doing the episode 7 SSRs, because I'm really low on keys and gems right now and --
OH NO
#twisted wonderland spoilers#twisted wonderland episode 7 spoilers#twisted wonderland book 7 spoilers#twisted wonderland episode 7 chapter 6 spoilers#IT'S MY BOY#MY BEAUTIFUL ELECTRIC BOY#LOOK AT HIM! HE'S A BIG BRAVE KNIGHT!!!!!!!#but in a good way or a bad way. IS IT IN A GOOD WAY OR A BAD WAY TWST?!#'armor of the eternal night' that's not ominous at all NOPE#malleus is nightmare moon confirmed#wait. wait. hold on. armor of the eternal KNIGHT. ha ha i'm sorry i'm losing my mind a little#me zooming in to the banner as if that's going to tell me anything new: is that a crocodile mask. is he wearing baul's mask.#they did the half mask thing in lilia's card too so i think it's just to show his face in the card art. but it could also be a Thing.#I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING#god this is cerberus ortho all over again. what could it possibly MEAN#someone on the twst pr team really loves seeing us lose our goddamn minds huh#okay okay okay i'm cool i'm good i'm calm#let me just arrange my red thread on my corkboard here#unified exams end on the 11th so we're looking at >2 weeks here#eeeeek#sorry jamil your kelkkarotu card looks lovely but we'll have to catch up later#(do love that they straight-up were like 'kelkkarotu rerun featuring jamil as sir not appearing in this story')#man i'm so glad my horrible shrieky son is getting a big fancy story card#i hope this means silver gets one too#i hope this means EVERYONE gets one too#YOU GET A FANCY STORY SSR! AND YOU GET A FANCY STORY SSR!#DECADENTLY-ILLUSTRATED PLOT TWISTS FOR EVERYONE
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alfazoings · 8 months
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naffeclipse · 4 months
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What if Eclipse from AP was a naga? And this took place in the deep jungle of the amazon, where photographer y/n is trying to take pictures of the wildlife?
I'm vibrating at the speed of sound over this ask while also nudging my naga au
Naga Eclipse from AP would have the tail of a Green Anaconda, with an olive green scaly color dotted with black, framed by burning-like flares of orange along the length of his slithery body. He's also decorated with orange-yellow striping on either side of his long, slipper form. His upper half is scaley with a lithe deadliness to his musculature and decorated by frills surrounding his head with brighter orange-yellow colors, almost hypnotic in their gradient hues. One eye is deep emerald green, and one is midnight blue.
Lucky you—you're out on a once-in-a-lifetime expedition to explore a jungle closed off to the public, funded by Fazco, and occupied by two researchers who will be your bunkmates for the next few weeks. You're itching to take photos of the large river, including swamps, marshes and streams, and whatever wildlife is out there.
The few locals you did meet before you left to hike the rest of the way to what would be your new, isolated home warned you of a dangerous snake—a large, mythical beast. You take note of the local folklore. You understand the truth is hidden in there somewhere, and you are well aware of the dangers and diseases you could be met with in such a harsh environment, but you're determined.
It doesn't take long for you to feel eyes watching you when you first venture out by yourself. You take beautiful pictures of freshwater fish, big and beautiful, unlike any you have ever seen. Of course, you have hundreds of snapshots of the local flora, the trees, the floating meadows, the thick vines that drape each branch and hang thickly about the ground. You almost forget that you eerily don't feel alone.
But you swear something moves in the water—the ripples stop as soon as you look. The stillness is suddenly stiff, lifeless. Even the birds have stopped chirping.
You lower your camera and carefully put it away. A trickle of fear slips into your heart. You turn away from the river's edge only to be met by a low hiss and a creature, unlike anything you witnessed in your travels, spooling itself neatly out of the water, blocking your path to the base. An incredible creature with long arms and a great, serpentine tail that seems to stretch for yards and yards. You can hardly breathe in his presence—he's otherworldly with his frills and scales and fangs.
His eyes contain a mesmerizing shine as if staring into a fire as it burns or watching the ocean as it laps up against the beach, drawing your attention, demanding you don't look away. You couldn't anyway. Half-frozen, you struggle to keep from collapsing. He beckons with a sharp talon. He hisses softly for you to come closer, mouse. He wants to see you. You try to beg no without revealing how terribly you tremble. He doesn't let you go. He insists. His eyes flash with an allure. You almost step close when he murmurs that you need to be good.
But then your sense of survival kicks adrenaline into your heart, and you turn to run—
He strikes faster than your eyes can follow. Two loops of his green and orange tail surrounded you in an instant. You're dragged to the ground, your arms pinned under his mass, and the back of your head cradled by his large palm as powerful muscles squeeze you in the slightest—a gentle rebuke for thinking you could get away. You're hyper-aware of the terrifying bulk of muscles as you lie trapped in his coils. One strong twist and your eyes could pop out of your skull, and every bone protecting your heart and lungs would crumble to shards. You gasp. An urge to kick your legs and struggle erupts in your panic; a sinking feeling tells you it would only make things worse.
He coos over you, hissing and humming in an ancient song of the jungle you have no name for. When you whimper, he shushes you and strokes your cheek. He tells you how lovely you'll be. When you talk back to him, somehow finding your tongue amid your horror, you find out his name. Eclipse. He moves you more upright, resting you on his tail so you're not petrified by how vulnerable you feel lying down, but he never loosens his scaly bindings. He hovers over you. You gaze into his stunning frills of yellow-orange and wonder how a being like him came to exist. He studies you as you study him. He grins at how you shiver when he traces your collarbone with a sharp fingertip.
You remind yourself that you can still breathe. He hasn't crushed you—yet—but you don't like how wide his smile is. Sometimes, his jaw stretches a little too long as if dislocating from his skull, ready to devour you. His eyes gleam with a ravenousness as scales twist around you, holding you close enough to smell the slick green water he had been in and deep musk.
He tells you that he'll see you again very soon—away from other humans, lest you bring him a fine gift for a meal. You can only flex your fingers, silently pleading in your heart that he won't unhook his jaw and eat you alive.
Then, he unravels himself from your limbs. But before he lets you go entirely, he leans in close, his serpentine tongue flickering close to your neck and by your hair, tasting the air around you as you muster all your strength to not scream. He inhales deeply, pleased, before he murmurs, "Sweet mouse. You are mine. Say it."
You don't understand, but you echo his command, and when he taps your chin once in what might have been a loving gesture, you force your jelly legs to solidify before you run and run, all the way back to base. You slam the door to your room behind you. You touch your ribs, your arms, still caught in the heavy sensation of his loops as if he were upon you right now.
The stories are true—there is a giant snake in this jungle, and he wants you. You're afraid to discover if Eclipse's intrigue with you is only an exotic way to satisfy his hunger.
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beetle-beep · 2 months
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Quick silly testing out posting art again c:
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themeeplord · 1 year
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I don't know what game they're playing, but little hunter is winning big time.
@naffeclipse the tongue hasn't quite left my brain yet dksksjhd XD
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