#thanks for the ask <3

[cod-dump]

What terms of endearment or pet names do you think cod ships would use for each other??

here’s a few for the moment

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SoapGhost:

Babe, Love

They like to use random things related to each other’s callsigns. Very basic petnames but Soap does drop in some Scottish and Gaelic endearments randomly, Ghost just sticks with the same three he always uses (this includes ‘Johnny’)

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AleRudy:

Mi Amor, my love, angel, cariño

Alejandro has a wider range of endearments he’ll use while Rudy almost always sticks with ‘mi amor’ and ‘my love’ (he doesn’t have to switch it up, it’ll always have the same desired affect)

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FaraAlex:

Love, sweetheart, darling, habibi, ya albi

Alex throws in every endearment he can think of and Farah uses almost entirely of Arabic ones. Alex will use dramatic ones like ‘my moon and stars’ and genuinely mean it (Farah of course adores them all)

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GazAlex:

Babe, Baby, sweetheart, darling

Both will use the other’s preferred petnames against the other out of playfulness or to get a reaction. Alex likes to a southern accent with his because Gaz likes it (he won't admit it)

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PriceNik:

Love, Любимый, сладкий

They tend to not get very daring with their endearments and share the same few. ‘Love’ is the most popular with the both of them and the one that they’ll use in front of other people, any other endearments tend to be in Russian

#call of duty #modern warfarw #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #john price #kyle gaz garrick #alejandro vargas #rodolfo parra #farah karim #alex keller #cod nikolai #soapghost #ghostsoap #pricenik #alerudy #faralex #gazalex #ask #thanks for the ask <3

[gomzdrawfr]

Kitty soap rubbing himself on everyones legs leaving fur behind on their pants?

another menace joined the chat

affectionate lil kitty

Also kitty!Soap almost never leaves Ghost so expect to see his fur on Ghost 24/7

#i love cats can you tell #ask response #thanks for the ask <3 #gummmyart #doodle #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #soapghost #ghostsoap #captain john price #kyle gaz garrick #kitty!Soap

[joltrify]

I'd kill for more ben 10 alien disabilities <3 i think pesky dust would look great in your style.

She's Watermelon Flavored~

(I threw in the Orthopeterran dev. sketch I made before I conceptualized the disability aid for the girlie since I didn't want it to go to waste ;w;)

#this took so long to make *sob* #I did a lot more research and brainstorming on the aliens themselves this time around rather than thinking in terms of human disabilities #hope it turned out okay! #thanks for the ask <3 #art #digital art #digital painting #fanart #ben 10 #ben ten #ben 10 omniverse #ben 10 alien force #ben 10 fanart #ben 10 aliens #Crashhopper #Orthopeterran #Way Big #To'Kustar #Pesky Dust #Nemuina #Gutrot #end my suffering

[adoreddestiny]

Hello! I saw your requests/writing prompts, so I'm asking begging🙏🏻 for a Rafayel short with the dialogue "too bad, you're stuck with me".

Please and thank you ☺️

(This is my first time requesting, so I really hope I did this right)

ೃ⁀➷ POP UP EVENT !! — aurora’s writing corner

— “too bad, you’re stuck with me” x rafayel

“you know,” you say, “for a long time i didn’t think i’d end up falling in love again.”

rafayel pauses, taking a moment from the stars to look down at you. a brief silence and stargazing seemed to recall memories from your mind. you lean against his chest, nestled neatly in his arms.

“that’s a silly thought,” he murmurs.

you don’t read your gaze away from the stars. “you think so?”

“i would have found you no matter what and made you fall in love with me,” rafayel huffs, arms squeezing your body a little tighter.

a tender laugh slips out from you and rafayel wants nothing more than to take it from your lips into his. “it’s the truth,” he says, a familiar pout tugging at his expression.

you look up at him, amusement twinkling like stars in your eyes. “isn’t that what basically happened already?”

he grips you tighter, holding onto you as if you’d float away if he let go. that whiny tone returning as he speaks. “well, too bad, you’re stuck with me now!”

#*ੈ✩‧₊˚ aurora’s writing corner #you requested perfectly lol #thanks for the ask <3 #love and deepspace #rafayel x y/n #rafayel x mc #rafayel fluff #rafayel x you #love and deepspace rafayel #rafayel x reader #rafayel love and deepspace

[scrambledlikeeggs]

Could we get a vex JoeHills for the ask game?

Ofc! My vex traits are ones I very rarely show off so very happy to draw this! + his dog catching beach because i've been watching season 7

#hermitcraft #hermitblr #joe hills #thanks for the ask <3 #also thank you for mossy xisuma i love it so much

[skywlker-sluvtt]

omgomg so my brain is so dead rn but anyway ok ok it might be weird??

but i love the idea of being with anakin and you’re so new to sex and know nothing but yk the basic idea but he teaches you everything and basically ruins your innocence but only because he loves you so much that he wants you to be his in every way

i could literally share all my horni thoughts with you it’s so fun

IT'S SO HOT

i have to admit i am also guilty of this certain thought and it would be delicious with anakin. especially if it was um...master ani x padawan. IN A COMPLETELY LEGAL WAY OBVIOUSLY!!!!

he'd be so into slowly corrupting you in small ways because he gets some slightly perverted kick out of it. anakin loves how nervous you are when he sees you naked. and when you slowly spread your legs for him the first time and you blush profusely and he LOVES IT.

i like to think he'd take it super slow to get you more comfortable because he notices your innocence slipping away. he starts slowly by just going down on you n watching you squirm from how good he feels. then he'd wait for you to absolutely beg him for more until he takes your virginity.

and if you were also a pretty inexperienced kisser he'd teach you how to kiss with tongue and makes you suck on his tongue n shit for fun. you feel so dirty and anakin loves making you feel like that. corrupting your sweet mind with his gross mouth. brooo and he'd kiss you on the cheek or forehead with tongue all sloppy and stuff to the point you'd wipe it off all embarrassed he did that in public and he'd have some weird sense of pride making you get flushed in front of others.

anakin would also be drooling if you wore some pretty lingerie during it because he'd have some weird fascination with you looking like a pretty angel while he steals your purity making you forever his. making sure you have that deep connection with him, a bond no one will ever break. he doesn't like to imagine you with another partner so he wants to be your first and last.

and and and!!! the first time you suck his dick he's going FERALLL. like he's grunting and trying to hold back watching your pretty eyes look up and him desperate for praise and approval. IT'S SO GODDAMN SEXY. then he'd wipe your mouth with his thumb and cal you some adorable nickname like 'bunny' or 'angel' etc to affirm how pure you really are to him. "your mouth feels incredible on my cock bunny” “i think you deserve a treat my little angel" while he wipes and cleans your face from his load.

then eventually he'd introduce you to some kinky shit that you LOVE. imagine him wanting to tie you up or something and your SO nervous at first and he's obsessed with how big your eyes are and your pupils are huge watching every move it makes with curiosity. he just wants to fucking ruin you and keep you to himself 😈

THATS ENOUGH NOW! IM SORRY

#thanks for the ask <3 #hornee thots #ani wani #anakin skywalker #anakin imagine #anakin smut #anakin drabble #anakin headcanons #star wars #sw prequels #star wars smut

[chapel-of-rizztual]

little dew? 🙏🙏

cw: age regression, regressed ghouls.

Dew’s off the bus and in Aether’s arms before the bus even came to a stop. He runs straight into him, knowing Aether will catch him, he always does. He jumps into him, wrapping his legs around Aether’s hips and rubs his cheek against Aether’s, a purr already rumbling Through his chest. 

“Missed me, firefly?” Aether hums, rubbing his cheek against Dew’s.

“No.” Dew buries his face into Aether’s neck, nosing along his scent gland, inhaling the rich, sweet plum-like scent he’s missed so much. 

Aether smiles at him, running a hand through Dew’s hair, letting the strands fall through his fingers like water. 

“I missed you too.” He presses a kiss to the side of Dew’s head. “So much, you have no idea.”

Dew feels the edges of his mind start to go fuzzy, the feeling of being safe back in Aether’s arms and the sweet comforting scent of him clouded his brain. 

He pulls away from Aether’s neck.  “A-aeth..!” His voice is slow and thick, a look of panic crosses over his face. 

Aether knows that voice, know that slight wobble and the look on his face. 

“Oh, my baby.” He runs his fingers through Dew’s  hair again. “Are you dropping already?” 

He’d expected Dew to drop at some point during their reunion, although he’d thought it would have happened a little later in the day, but he can’t complain about it, anytime he got to spend with Dew he’ll treasure. 

“I don’t-I’m sorry, Aeth. I ruined it, I’m sorry.” There are tears already welling in his eyes. 

Aether holds Dew closer to him, guiding Dew’s head so it’s resting on his shoulder.  “Oh, babyboy. You haven’t ruined anything, I promise.” 

Dew sniffles into his shoulder.  “But-but I wanted- we could-we.” His words start to slur the longer he goes on. 

Aether turns and heads towards the ghouls den, towards his room. 

“Don’t you worry about that, my darling. You just do what you need to do, I’ve got you. I’ve always got you.” 

Dew hums, all fight drained from his body as he allows that fuzzy feeling to take over his brain. He lets Aether carry him through the abbey, clinging to him as he slips his thumb into his mouth. 

“That’s it, there we go.” Aether kisses the top of his head. “I think there’s a pacifier and a blankie of yours hidden in my room somewhere.” 

“B-blankie?” Dew mumbles around his thumb.

“Yeah that’s right, baby. We’ll get you nice a wrapped up. Nice a snuggly.” 

Dew hums, playing with Aether’s hair, twisting a few stands of hair around his finger. 

Aether makes it back to his room fast and lays Dew down gently on his bed. Dew gives a little wiggle, getting comfy in Aether’s bed sheets. 

Aether rummages around in the bottom of his closet looking for Dew’s collection of little things. He finds the box easily, exactly where he left it last time before Dew went off on tour, and pulls out the things he’ll need. He grimaces a little as he pulls out the blanket, blue with multicoloured fish all over it. That wasn’t Dew’s blanket. 

He hold up the blanket for Dew to see.  “Okay, so, it might not be your blankie but I’m sure Rain won’t mind you using his.” 

Dew eyes it suspiciously before breaking out into a smile around his thumb and making grabby hands towards the blanket. 

“Rainy.” He mumbled.

“Yeah that’s right, it’s Rains.”  Aether feels relief wash over him that Dew didn’t kick off and throw a tantrum over it not being his blanket. He’s very particular with his blankets. 

Aether carefully pulls the clothes Dew has been travelling in off and replaces them with a soft fleece hoodie of his -one without a hood because Dew hates the feeling it touching the back of his neck- and some pyjama pants that once belong to Cumulus. They’re a little big on Dew, but they’re his favourite. 

“Okay, ready to get all wrapped up? Get nice and snuggly in your blankie.” 

Dew doesn’t respond, just suck at his thumb, looking up at Aether with big eyes.

Aether quickly wraps Dew up in the Blanket, pulling his thumb from his mouth and replacing it with his pacifier. He can tell Dew is fighting regressing further, he can see the fight in his eyes and hopes that getting him feeling safe and secure will get him to let go fully. 

Once he has Dew fully swaddled and secure he picks him up so he can sit down on his bed where Dew was just laying. He cradles Dew close to him, making sure to support his head on his arm. Dew let’s out a sigh before the tiniest little purr starts to rumble through his chest, kneading biscuits into the inside of the blanket. 

At some point Dew must have fallen asleep because the next thing he remembers is waking up still in Aether’s arms. His head is still fuzzy, if not even fuzzier now. He lets out a little whine, rubbing his cheeks against Aether’s chest. 

“Oh, hi sleepy boy.” Aether coos down at him, brushing some stray hairs from his face. Dew sucks on the pacifier that’s still in his mouth, looking up at Aether with still sleep heavy eyes. 

“Did you have a good sleep, baby? Was that what you needed, hmm?” Aether knows that Dew won’t respond to him, he’s too little for words right now, but not talking to the little ghoul felt wrong. 

Dew blinks you at him and stifles a yawn around his pacifier, leaning to rest his head back on Aether’s chest. 

Aether chuckles at him, running his thumb on Dew’s chin, wiping away some of the drool that had spilled from Dew’s mouth. 

“Oh yeah, that was a good nap, hmm. You were knocked out for nearly two hours, baby.” 

As expected Dew doesn’t say anything, the only sound coming from him is the sound of him sucking on the pacifier. 

Aether presses a kiss to Dew cheek making the smaller ghoul go crosseyed as he tried to look at Aether when he’s so close to his face. 

“I missed this so much, you know? I missed you so much.” He kisses his cheek again. “My bed feels too big and too cold without my little spitfire taking up all the space and keeping me warm.” 

Aether sends a quick text off the Mountain, the ding of the notification he gets back immediately makes Dew jump.  “Oh, was that too loud for you, babyboy? I’m sorry darling.” 

He flicks his phone on silent, just incase anyone else messages him.  “When you’re big again you can tell me all about your, I can’t wait to hear all your stories.” 

Aether wipes more drool from Dew’s chin, wiping it into his own shirt. “I know you got up to all kinds of mischief.” 

The door to Aether’s bedroom opens and Mountain shyly ducks his way into the room holding a bottle filled with warm milk. 

“Look what Mountain got for you, baby.” Aether gives Dew a gentle nudge and his unfocused eyes skim around the room, setting on Mountain.

Mountain smiles sweetly at him as he takes a seat next to Aether on his bed.  “Hi, little baba.” 

He passes the bottle to Aether who takes it from him and shakes it front of Dew.  “You want this, baby? Want to get your little belly nice and full?”

Mountain removes the pacifier from Dew’s mouth Making the smaller ghoul whine and cry out in destress. Mountain rubs at his cheek with his thumb.  “Oh, babyboy, there’s no need for that. Look what Aether has for you.” 

Dew cries out again, trying to chase Mountain’s thumb into his mouth. Aether taps the rubber nipple against Dew’s bottom lip letting a few drops of milk drip into his mouth. Dew squeaks, opening his mouth wider to allow the rubber into his mouth. 

“There we go, that’s  much better, hmm?” Aether coos him as Dew starts sucking and drinking the milk down. 

Mountain rubs at Dew’s belly through the blanket. “That tasty, little one? I put some honey in it for you, I know you like it a little sweeter.”  Dew sighs out of his nose, letting out a contented hum. 

“Such a good boy, aren’t you? Drink it all down, get your belly all warm and full.” 

Aether tips the bottle back a little further allowing Dew to suckle a little easier. 

Dew hums again, purring in between swallows. He gets just over halfway through before he can feel his eyes dropping, the feeling of his belly getting fuller and fuller with each passing second making his eyes feel heavy. The quiet conversation Aether and Mountain are having over him comforts him even more, their hushed voices making the tiredness in his eyes feel even heavier. He falls back asleep just like that, still sucking at the half finished bottle in his mouth while Mountain and Aether coo and fuss over him. 

#regressed ghouls #the band ghost #ficlet #nameless ghouls #mountain ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #aether ghoul #thanks for the ask <3 #My writing

[starbylers]

heyy can you elaborate why you don't think byler is getting into a relationship? got curious about it

Yes absolutely :) basically my perspective is that the story they are trying to tell in canon isn’t the story of Mike and Will actually dating and how that would be initiated or what it would look like, but moreso about the different obstacles they have to overcome as teenagers in the 80s to realise and act on their feelings. I do agree when people say a singular season is not enough to have Mleven break up and Byler be in a full blown relationship. (That didn’t even happen with St*ncy/Jancy in s2–Nancy and Jonathan didn’t officially date until the next season). I think the end point is Mike realising that the love he needs/wants has been right in front of him this whole time and in turn understanding a lot of things about who he is (i.e. Not Straight), and Will gaining the confidence to accept who he is and also accept that he deserves good things. Essentially both of them completing their rejecting conformity arcs, and the culmination of that story ending in them expressing their feelings/kissing etc. I think their future will be left a little open-ended but in an optimistic way. ‘Let’s start a new party, you and me’ type of thing. In my opinion Byler officially getting together/dating would need a whole spin off to do it justice, because to me that’s another story entirely (one I wish I could see, but that’s what fic and hcs are for haha).

#byler #as always I leave room to be proven wrong but this is just how I see it #thanks for the ask <3

[seiya-starsniper]

(angst prompts) ❛ i’m sorry, have we met? ❜

TJ I HOPE YOU'RE READY FOR THIS. I decided to continue the prompt from @valeriianz [Part 1 Here] to make it more angsty. But also kind of hopeful? Maybe???????

cw: major character death, memory loss

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“Will you give me a sweet dream before I go, old friend?” Hob asks.

Dream’s eyes widen, and he is sure the shock in them must be clear, because Hob startles a laugh.

“Yeah,” Hob coughs, and new blood spurts forth from his lips. “Been here long enough to figure out who you were. Why they wanted,” he hacks again, “you or your sister. I was never going to give you up.”

“I know,” Dream says. “But you must not - “

“I’ve lived a good life,” Hob interrupts him. “But I think it’s time. I’m just happy it was you who came for me, Dream of the Endless.”

“No,” Dream replies, voice trembling. “For you, you may simply call me Dream.”

“Dream,” Hob sighs, awash with a new wave of contentment. “I like that. Lovely name.”

“Thank you, my friend,” Dream says, before he steels himself for what he must do.

“I will give you the sweetest of dreams,” Dream says, trying and failing miserably to keep his voice steady. “Once you are there, you may call upon my sister, and…she will give you her gift.” 

“Sounds,” Hob stutters, “sounds good to me.”

It is little effort for Dream to call forth his sand and place Hob into a deep sleep. In the Dream, he recreates what might have been, in 1989, were Hob not captured, and Dream were a better friend. 

It is not long before he feels the presence of his sister.

“Dream,” Death says, her tone soft and kind. “You must let him go now.”

Dream clutches Hob’s body even tighter. 

“Please sister,” Dream pleads. “Do not take him from me yet.”

“You know that is not my choice to make,” Death replies. “It is his time, and he has made his choice.”

“Will you tell me what his choice it is?”

Death smiles sadly. “You know I cannot.”

—

Hob is running through a field of poppies, his beloved dog at his side. He has been running for some time, he thinks, and yet he is neither tired nor hungry. 

He stops when he feels himself being watched, and when he looks over his shoulder, his dog has padded over to a pale man dressed all in back. 

“Hello,” the man says, first to the dog, and then to Hob himself. 

“Hello!” Hob greets the stranger enthusiastically. “I - I’m sorry, have we met before? You look awfully familiar.”

“No,” the man answers, and Hob thinks he sounds a bit sad about that. Something lurches in Hob’s chest, and he thinks he should rectify the man’s sadness immediately.

“Well, you seem like a kind person, so I’d like to get to know you, if that’s all right,” Hob says, offering his hand out.

The man nods, and grasps Hob’s outstretched hand firmly.

“I am Dream,” the stranger says. “I am lord of all that inhabits the Dreaming. You…you passed in your sleep, Hob Gadling.”

 “You were offered a place to stay here, which you,” the man pauses, “which you accepted.”

Hobs’ eyes widen, and he lets go of Dream’s hand then falls to his knees. “My lord, forgive my impudence, my memories from when I was alive have fled me it seems.” He hopes he has not offended Dream. He does not want to be banished. He wants to stay, he wants-

“Rise, Hob," Dream says. "You may be subject to my realm but I - I was hoping that we…we may become friends.”

Hob scrambles up off his knees immediately, and before he can think any better of it, he tugs Dream into a bone crushing hug. He feels the dreamlord stiffen for just a moment, before his arms rise slowly to return the hug.

“I would like that very much, my lord,” Hob says when he withdraws from Dream.

“Please,” Dream replies. “You may just address me as Dream.”

“Dream,” Hob says. “That’s a lovely name.” Something complicated flashes across Dream’s expression, but it’s gone before Hob can examine it further.

“Thank you,” Dream answers, just the barest hint of a smile crossing his face. “Would you like a drink?”

A table with wine and cheese materializes itself next to where they’re standing, and Hob sits down eagerly. Dream follows shortly after, pouring out a glass for each of them. 

They sit, and then begin to talk.



Send me an Angst Prompt!

#dreamling #dream x hob #hob x morpheus #sandman fanfic #seiya writes #seiya drabbles #big warning for major character death #and memory loss #it's...kind of a happy ending? if you squint? #thanks for the ask <3 #and letting me subject you to absolute heartbreak

[loveyouanyway]

Hi Nolan 🥰

For the sentences game: buddie + "Will you please hold still?"

hi darling!! i hope you like whatever this is

"Will you please hold still?" Eddie asks in a stern but fond voice. Buck laughs. "Ugh let me do it myself." "Sure but it's gonna look like shit." They're trying to put on eyeliner because Karen said Buck would look good with it and apparently Eddie is the only one out of the four of them who knows how to do eyeliner (thank his sisters for that) so here they are. "Okay fine you do it, Eds." Eddie sighs and applies the eyeliner as carefully as he can while being pretty drunk. He takes a step back and he makes some expression that has Buck asking, "Oh does it look weird?" "No no. You're just really hot. Like the way the eyeliner makes your eyes stand out. God, I love your eyes–"

send me a ship + a line and i'll continue writing

#BUCK WITH EYELINER!! #thanks for the ask <3 #nolan writes #buddie #buddie fic #evan buckley #eddie diaz #911 abc #maggie 💕

[cod-dump]

After being told threatened by Price to behave themselves at a formal event:

Soap: Why can't we just be ourselves, huh?

Ghost: Why can't I just be me?

Gaz: Are you ashamed of us?

Price: VERY.

He’s desperately trying to keep leashes on them but Gaz keeps almost choking himself by falling off shit, Soap almost burned the leash and himself with his own bomb, and Ghost has been biting at his while shaking his head like a feral dog. If Price lets them get away with anything they might accidentally kill themselves.

#call of duty #modern warfare #john price #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #incorrect quotes #ask #thanks for the ask <3 #drabble

[kaibacorpintern]

On the topic of Atem vs modern concepts, what do you think his mental process would be like if he took over Yugi's body with at least some of his pharaoh memories in tact. Like imagine the only clothing you wore/knew of being tunics made of one(1) piece of fabric held together by a string and the next minute you find yourself in Yugi's outfit with 10 belts that don't really have a purpose

(sorry for the long ask)

you've activated my "i have an anthropology degree" trap card!!

in any culture, clothing (and the complexity of clothing) is used to signal power and prestige - so atem as a pharaoh is still likely to have clothing more complicated than tunics and belts, even though the technology of zippers and buckles and such might be totally different. like here's a dress that was almost definitely worn by a very wealthy/noble lady - your average ancient egyptian is 100% not able to afford the materials and labor of a dress like this:

as pharaoh, atem is probably wearing things that are AT LEAST as valuable or complex in their design as this dress. and it's important to note that ancient peoples also wore things "that didn't have a purpose" - i.e. fancy belts and shawls and jewelry and etc. etc. etc. (their purpose being to signal power/wealth/prestige, while yuugi's 10 belts signal that he is a goth; sometimes you wear things just because you think they're cool. in other words, everything you wear is a signal of SOMETHING #indexicality)

so: i don't think atem would be THAT baffled by things like buckles or zippers (how they work or what they're for) but he might be absolutely mystified by how democratic clothing has become, in the sense that both billionaires and baristas can go around wearing jeans, sneakers, and t-shirts, and the power/prestige difference is signaled through quality of materials, brand, or craftmanship - which are often not obvious at first blush.

for example, if you judged him entirely on his clothing, mokuba doesn't look like the world's wealthiest middle schooler. and coming from new kingdom egypt, where peasants might walk around wearing their one simple shendyt and noblemen would be decked out in elaborate pleated kilts and sleeves with the highest-quality fine jewelry, this is what might register as truly strange to atem.

#thanks for the ask <3 #intern memo

[gomzdrawfr]

how about some 09 actions? Ghost and Roach maybe? 👀

ofc ofc, anything for you all!

I can't help myself so

bonus 09 Price [content warning: MCD]

#i'll be honest i think the tragedy in 09 was worst than 22 #Price being the only one in the end after the whole thing is a very memorable scene for me despite skipping a lot of the middle part #each campaign and vers has their good and bad! but i still like 22 #ask response #thanks for the ask <3 #gummmyart #doodle #09 soapghost #ghostsoaproach #simon ghost riley #gary roach sanderson #john soap mactavish #captain mactavish #captain john price #angst

[maingh0st]

What do you imagine Jude looks like physically: Tall, short, curvy, slender, fat, muscular, toned, etc… and how pretty do you think Jude is? Like average looking but pretty enough, Celebrity pretty, Physically extremely beautiful BUT not as beautiful as the faeries, or just very beautiful and to humans a rare beauty but a different beauty from the faerie, etc…

truly i think she just looks so average (in a human sense)—which is not to say she isn't beautiful (i think every human is interesting and beautiful in their own way) but like. she's mortal in a world of faeries, which means her beauty is going to pale in comparison to the unearthly nature of her surroundings. i honestly don't love when people depict her as model-perfect—she's sleep-deprived, literally poisoning herself, and more concerned with making time for her daily workout than having perfect eyeliner. she sweats, musses her hair, tears her clothing, and wears pants even as queen for the sheer convenience

also, she's so buff. just a moderately short, absurdly buff, resting bitchface queen. i love her so much

#there's art of her and cardan where he's like. so pale and unearthly in his beauty #and she's depicted in warm tones and kind of. smudgier i guess? #and i love it sm. it's so good #but i really do want more art of her where she's just stacked #so so muscly next to her pale faerie waif of a husband #thanks for the ask <3 #jude duarte #tfota #the folk of the air #the cruel prince #jurdan

[holderof-cats]

Ratio after Aven wakes up:

"You are an idiot."

*sigh*

"But you are my idiot"

*dies immediately*

#critical hit #aventio #pls why wont 2.2 just arrive already #thanks for the ask <3 #dr ratio #aventurine #hsr

[scrambledlikeeggs]

Aah the hermit hybrids are so cute!! I’m a big possum hybrid Pearl fan if you wanted to give that one a shot!!

I know I drew her in her season 9 skin but this is giving season 8 Pearl to a T. This might now be my go to when drawing hermitcraft Pearl

very very fun, AAHAHAH I actually love this so much thanks for the request, it was much appreciated!

#hermitcraft #hermitblr #pearlescentmoon #pearlecentmoon fanart #hermit hybrids #hermitcraft fanart #thanks for the ask <3 #asks <3