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gooseinsoup · 3 months
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save me nanny ashtoreth.... save me
saw this dress on instagram and then the worms in my brain took over :D
if anyone has a dress theyd like to suggest to see a femziraphale in... send it thru my askbox or dms cause im on the hunt too :3
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puppetmaster13u · 1 month
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Now Danny loves space. He loves everything about it, to the point his core quite literally is space. And he’s also a baby ghost, even if he could argue he’s not in human form. But see, being baby has an honestly great consequence once it’s noticed- despite the Observants’ best attempts at hiding it, the assholes. 
Of course he would be far more worried- and even a bit pissed- if his caretaker wasn’t who it was. Look, he’d never met Clockwork’s siblings before, but apparently everyone was really against Clockwork himself adopting. 
But Clockwork as his uncle is fine. Besides, his caretaker is Space! Space itself is holding him, cooing gentle words in the sounds of the very cosmos. And they’re huge, like parts of their body going through portals so they can fit outside Long-Now sized big- and apparently Clockwork can get just as big and they can get even bigger- 
Okay, he needs to take a breath- even if he doesn’t need to breathe- to stop his squealing because holy Realms this is so cool. 
Space is awesome! And he’s getting so much more rest than he did in Amity- and even if Space sort of shrugged at the idea of school at first, they did help him set up online schooling. So there’s that, and it’s just the start! 
He gets to learn so much about space and it’s honestly kind of… nice? To be taken care of? And he can do whatever he needs for his Core and Obsession with only a few interruptions to take care of his living needs. Erm, sort of living needs? 
But even that gets turned into a bit of play or even a lesson too! He’s honestly having such a good time right now! He’s learning so much about spaaace! And dimensions! And interdimensional portals and- oops! No one saw that. 
Ahem- But he’s learning so much about space and getting to explore other dimensions with Cosmos! And sure he no longer looks as human as he once did and all that, but he’s seen so many people who also don’t look human that does it really matter? 
Of course it doesn’t, and he matches his sort-of-dad! Even though the streaks of color in their hair are more of a brown-red like they’re literally bleeding out the cosmos around them instead of it fading to void and space like his own. But still! They match and it’s fun! 
And they’re going to go on another trip from the in-between to one of the dimension realities! He’s going to start a game of tag this time he thinks! But no cheating with portals or bending space! Tag! 
Look, the Justice League? Not paid enough for this. In fact, technically not paid at all due to being volunteers (not that it stopped them from finding money in their accounts) but still. 
There is some sort of figure… being… thing… zooming around the asteroid belt, about the size of Earth itself. Let them repeat themselves. A planet-sized creature (are those hands or paws? Tail or simply its body stretching? Hair or the Abyss-) is currently darting around the asteroid belt like a child running through grass. 
That is, without noticing or caring if something bug-sized might be crushed. And they are very much bug sized, as the governments are concerned about. Like really concerned about. Like talking about trying to nuke the entity if it wanders closer sort of concerned. 
Which they are all very concerned and very much like, against. Because it isn’t seeming to notice the asteroids it’s knocking into their area. It’s like… not a space whale or eel or anything like that but also is something like that. 
And they would also maybe like to see if they can attempt to talk it down first maybe and-
oh. 
Oh. 
That creature is the baby. And mama just arrived, stretching across the entire galaxy, from them to Pluto and beyond, like something took the cosmos and shaped it like clay into some sort of form. Like reality itself has wandered into their galaxy with what they are suddenly realizing must be a very young child. 
Shit, they really have to make sure no one tries to piss either of these things off-
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greykolla-art · 7 months
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Are you still taking art requests? If so, Stede and Ed taking a nap?
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Yeah babe! Love the suggestions!🌹🌹🌹
All these boys do is just nap and kiss! What a life!
It’s about being safe and warm and happy, after a long life of NOT having that!🤌❤️
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faygos · 3 months
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gosh someone sent me an ask about headcanons that got me gushing about homestuck
the ability of fans to project their unique interpretations onto characters is one of my favorite parts of homestuck. i believe its the primary reason why homestuck is STILL drawing new fans from across the globe after all these years; canon is very open and malleable. the characters are iconic yet they have few canon physical features, so you can interpret them however you like, and they are ALWAYS recognizable. and multiple universes/timelines is an integral theme in homestuck, so it's easy and natural to imagine tons of AUs and side stories and alternate timelines and endings.
i adore exploring the huge variety of headcanons and aus and art styles and pairings and cosplay and fanfiction and games and animations and merch and websites fans create! there is still stuff from years ago i havent seen, and new stuff all the time. it's an endless treasure chest of fan content, and there's a niche for every interest. i think as time goes on homestuck will continue to endure and be a crucible for people to find their unique creative voices and niches. i'm... gonna be a homestuck forever...
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they're so in love, it makes me SICK
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babbeldumpsterfire · 10 months
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I just had the craziest thought: we all know Crowley slept through Covid19 and now he’s “bAcK”. What we were all imagining was him living in his apartment and sleeping and/or floating around his apartment, while Aziraphale pined for him and visited him frequently, asking him to wake up/etc. But after the new clip... Shax brings him his bills she still receives in his old place
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But what if he was actually already homeless and sleeping in his Bentley all along LMAOOO. And in the Lockdown Omens he was just calling Aziraphale from his phone or a phone cabin and him asking to slither over and hunker down in Azi’s place wasn’t some sort of romantic ploy but actually a wiley way of getting a new home since he was homeless??? Like a poor snake looking for shelter for his much needed nap
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So now that he’s back, awake and still homeless, and with a crick in his neck after sleeping for 4 years in the back of his car, he just got the courage to ask Aziraphale to finally do The Big Step (TM) and move with him in his bookshop, AND THEN HE DISCOVERS GABRIEL TOOK HIS PLACE INSTEAD. 
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Tbh I understand why he went like Super Sayan God, complete with ugly shade of red hair.
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They’re the same image, your honor.
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incredipuppy · 11 months
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Shhhh they eepy
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rockybloo · 4 months
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TINY NANA JUST BROKE ME 😭😭😭 THE WAY HE CARRIED IN HER IN CHEST SLIT PLEEEEAASSSEEE 😭💚💛❤️ MORE!!!!!
I am a simple creature who sees a chance to draw some Red Beans and snatches it up in my maw
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b4kuch1n · 1 year
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a movie in which scientists manufacture a species of plant life that septuples the oxygen output of a normal tree
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fayeandknight · 6 months
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Forte is officially no longer in training as I am promoting him to full Service Dog!
I'm too tired to go in depth but he absolutely rocked it today at the memorial car and truck show. (Held in honor of my cousin.)
He ignored people who just the night before he was thrilled to love on. He chilled in the sea of people, cars, and general commotion. He alerted to a hr spike and got me down to do DPT only a few feet away from a live band. And despite being at a car and truck show filled with vehicles and three and a half hours of walking around, lead me straight to my car when I asked him to.
I felt more at ease being at a big event than I have in a long time. I trusted him to behave and task appropriately and he proved himself to be a professional.
It's been a long journey with ups and downs but I kept my belief that we'd make it this day. And through hard work and his unflagging spirit here we are. I am so proud of him and us and grateful for every single person who cheered us on.
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hanniedream · 1 month
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BLOND MULLET HOSHI?????
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summertimemusician · 6 months
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Linktober Day 9
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*sneezes after downing coffee* Well irl stuff got in the way so I'm way behind my original schedule for these and for Linktober but here we go with another arguably short one, fuelled purely by self indulgence, headcanons, spite against my linguist essays that kept me from keeping to schedule, severe sleep deprivation, a shout out to the Ender Lilies soundtrack and Majora's Mask soundtrack, and Nintendo for not clarifying anything about the lore so I'm snatching what I can and making it my own lol. Look, when you fíxate so much on details the Zelda team doesn't elaborate on you have to fill in the gaps with what you can.
As always can be read as romantic or platonic, technically in a LU context but not explicitly in it by itself.
The Lord of the Mountain liked hearing people sing.
In a way, it wasn’t a surprise, Hylia and the Golden Three each had their ballads and symphonies and minuets, each splendid and with cuts of their divinity in it, Farore was fond of lightning and forest alive minuets, and you could swear Farosh sparked just a bit brighter when one would him the beginnings of the Minuet of the Forest near their spring, Din was fond of boleros, fiery and alive and howling with the echo of flame touching earth that made a shine run through Dinraal’s scales, Nayru, in contrast, was much fonder of blizzard and river quiet serenades, the songs of contemplation at first snow ringing clear when Naydra curled around it’s spring, content to be free of Malice.
And of course Hylia had her ballads and lullabies, perfectly fitting to her display of divinity, of honey days and vast bird like wings, of ambered summers to come and to pass and dazzling solar storms of starlight and sunlight sparking through the human form of her descendants and heroes. So in a way, you weren’t surprised at all that the Lord of the Mountain – Satori, with a familiar touch of londsleite divinity, the hunt of the woodland beasts and diamondscar adoration for the Hero of the Wilds, similar in glory to the Light Spirits petrichor and vermeil fondness for the Hero of the Twilight – liked to listen to people sing. What you were surprised was how it attempted to follow along, it’s head across your lap the second you sat down in the clearing, a gentle hum on back of it’s throat, an owl’s cry and a cicada’s humming and faintly, chirring purring as presses it’s faces into your hands, a gentle request for petting.
It was adorable, even with the faint notes of the chill of clear spring water on winter and the livewire feeling of magic, like holding your hand too close to a flame but not quite touching it.
A low chuckle brushes against the back of your mind, a feeling like biting on ice, the prowl of a wild beast and the build up of lightning and light used to create his blade, the amused affection of a warrior reconvening with their brother in arms, you think you see the bone ivory of the Deity’s hair on the side of your vision, though you know he’s not physically there, ‘He likes you.’
You hum, gently patting behind it’s ears, pushing through the chill, gracefully not mentioning the burning with a smile at the mythic being’s faint chirring, birdsong and the wind through cherry blossoms that sparkle like rose quartz, “Well I quite like him too, I can see where it’s gentleness comes from.”
The ghost of a touch over your hair, the caress of lightning striking over your skin and the hair on the back of your neck pricking up and the crisp cold of winter, the chill of the ending and the flame of a new dawn, of new days, the phantom of magnolias and spring water on your tongue. The fragrance of pine, daffodils and blood soaked lilies on ashen fields on your senses, gentle and careful, marking but not claiming, ‘Only because it’s you, beloved. It’s not something easily given.’
You sigh, shakily composing yourself, you let yourself relax into the phantom sensation. Of hopes and dreams and healed suffering, of the divinity of hunt turned into protection and lightning given form, of tangled timelines and crystalized memories, “I know. It does not change my opinion, either way.”
To be the subject of a god’s care and regard was dangerous, after all. For the human and the deity in question, you know the stories from your world well, of the effects of Hylia on First and Sky, of Twilight and the personification of the Twilight Realm and the spirits of his land, of Wild and clawing from death’s embrace into that of the wilderness.
Knew how the fact the Fierce Deity’s mere proximity causing pain on those who changed him into hunting for hunt’s sake into protection for the sake of someone else cut deeper than even the ever encroaching entropy all beings must one day face. It was no wonder the Song of Healing was his creation, to want to ease the burden.
You gladly grant him some peace, in turn, even if it wasn’t much. It’s the least you can do, for always having his ways of watching over your heroes.
“Join me? We can make a duet.”
You feel more than see him shift, ephemeral, fleeting, gentle against the edges of your existence, as foreign to Hyrule as your own, sparking over your spine as you feel ozone and rust on your teeth. Satori is humming again to match the rumble of thunder in the man’s voice, the heralding of songs of war and elegies for the dead, ‘Of course, though I’m afraid I do not know many songs, besides…’
“It’s alright,”, you smile faintly, there’s a white ocarina in his hands, as he leans, a spectre against your side, “I’ll teach you some of my own, though you’ll have to forgive me if I don’t remember all the lyrics.”
‘It would be my honor to learn.’
You think he smiles, from the fluttering of something ancient and long forgotten against your side.
You sing to Satori and the Chain, a small respite of familiar and forgotten tunes, the Lord of the Mountain hums along. The Fierce Deity’s song cutting through any nightmares that may ail your heroes for another night.
When the dawn of a new day comes, the feeling of divinity against your skin feels just a bit more obvious, sinking into every crack of your being like a shroud, falling over your boys like a veil, reflecting the breath of eternity over Hyrule.
(First gives you a look that’s half exasperation, half understanding. Sky pointedly sticks to your side as Time looks you over, markings deep with vibrant color. You shrug with a helpless smile as you feel the lightest brushes of Hylia’s fond days of gold and starlit summers days against the Lord of the Mountains warm, luminous affection and the Fierce Deity’s smug, but content lonsdaleite smile.)
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finzphoenix · 1 year
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Okay, last one for today. Sorry for the art spam!^^" This time just the boys being snuck and comfy because I craved some tenderness 🖤🤍
Thank you @stryshttu, for being the source of my inspiration for this one! ^///^
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crystalleoi · 3 months
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various mephone5 doodles
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dylan-duke · 2 months
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can u talk about quinn comforting nora after scolding her for going in the water 🥹
nora lays on ellens chest as her bubbe reads a story to her. the 4 year old was still sniffling from her timeout and tears.
"Something fluid and silvery gray went slithering to the floor where it..." ellen keeps reading as quinn walks into the door and over to his daughter,
"hi nor," quinn says softly noting his daughters tear tracked cheeks and thumb in mouth.
nora turns into ellens chest bringing her free hand to clutch to ellens t-shirt. quinn looks at his mom who sighs,
"nora baby daddy wants to talk to you," ellen says softly rubbing her granddaughters back. slowly nora turns towards quinn,
"daddy mad," she says around her thumb. quinn kneels down in front of her and gently cups her face,
"i just want you to be safe baby," quinn says softly, "you scared me. i thought you got hurt," noras lip trembles,
"i sorry daddy!" she cries throwing herself at him,
"shh its ok baby girl," quinn swiftly scoops her up and cradles her to his chest, "its ok nora. daddy was just scared, that's it, he's not mad anymore," he continues to whisper soft reassurances into her ear as he walks around bouncing her gently trying to calm her.
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verflares · 2 days
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oh tears of the kingdom charged set my one and only....
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