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mike-ix · 8 months
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she does not bake she's a butcher!!!(was)
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cryptid-catnip · 9 days
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Rosemary Fic Idea
Vampire!Kanaya x Werewolf!Rose (but like not a regular werewolf one of those weird eldritch werewolves like the Abomination from Darkest Dungeon), where Kanaya is a pureblood vampire who recently escaped the castle she’s been held in for her life, and Rose’s communing with the dark gods has given her a cruel gift. They meet in a dark forest, Kanaya weary as she’s never been outside her castle before. Are you listening? Am I making sense? (Is it urban fantasy? Is it regular fantasy? Who knows!)
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melodythebunny · 2 years
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This is fine - monster au
Between me finding that comic yesterday and @ninjastormhawkkat mentioning snuggles I decided to write...
A PREQUEL!
(Or something-)
Tagging you guys so you can be subjected to my 3 am writing 😈
@drtwobrainsstuff @liloskull343 @spaaceeboyy @lartmacabre @earth-420-69 @ninjastormhawkkat
There was many things Carrie knew she would look back on later in life and tell her kids and grandchildren about.
but NOT BEING NABBED BY A GIANT MOUSE.
She was simply minding her own business, going shopping if for the evening. NOT trying to be robbed AND DEFINITELY not trying to be whisked away by a local criptic.
Yet here she was hanging from the creatures mouth, dangling like a leaf in the wind as it ran. It took while before it slowed down and by then, she was already dizzy and disoriented. The young woman shook her head trying to get rid of the nausea she was feeling from being jostled around.
It was crawling at a normal speed by now, giving her time to examine her surroundings. It looked like an old abandoned factory. similar to the old cheese factory just outside of town she saw an old cheese advertisement, confirming her suspicion.
So the fiend had been hiding here the whole time!
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One the company lost A ton of money, the workers just left. They didn't bother packing any equipment with them. And due to time and climate many of the tools to run production began eroding away.
The mouse like creature turned into what used to be the cheese vault. Chewed through boxes and wrappings were telltale signs the creature ran through the old supply. Which would have lasted the town for 10 years on average.
in the middle of the enormous storage room, was a messy pile of hay, paper, cardboard and as well as some cotton.
It had taken her to it's nest.
Was it going to eat her? No. She read from the numerous reports that the were beast only had an appetite for cheese.
Mice usually lived in groups called mischiefs. There however was just one weremouse… so maybe it was just lonely.
"uhh…Thanks…for helping me?" Her small voice barely ducking in the large space.
carrie wasnt sure if the weremouse could even understand her. Then again it helped her from those men, so maybe it could. She kept speaking in a calm tone despite her underlining fear. After all it wasn't like you see a giant mouse everyday.
Aside from the were mouse's height, Carrie frowned at her shortness. It made the floor seem a longer way down. She closed her eyes trying to take her focus off that, being that she had a mild discomfort of hieghts.
"but ummm…could you put me down now…?" She asked cringing inwardly as her voice became somewhat high pitched from fear.
It blinked before slowly lowering her to the ground. She sighs in relief. She falls into the pile bits of hay sticking to her hair and clothes. the ginger brushed them off as best as she could. Barely gotten to take a step forward before she was pulled backwards.
Carrie Lets out a small "eep!", startled by the sudden movement. Her brain was still processing the last few moments.
The mouse's paws gripped firmly, keeping her in place. The message was clear.
Stay.
'This is okay…i'm fine. This is fine.' she thinks trying to calm herself.
cautiously, she glanced over the now laying weremouse. Her jade eyes meet its crimson red ones.
It nudged over a price of some cheese. Gouda…smoked gouda. She wasn't hungry right now though. Even if she was, she was too busy trying not to panic.
Carrie would've attempted to leave again but decided against it. The last thing she wanted to do was tick the mouse off. The creature's fur was warm and soft. Like a soft carpet or blanket. She yawns suddenly feeling sleepy. Low snores came from the mouse. The eyes were closed signalling signs of sleeping. well, it wasn't trying to hurt her, so that was a plus?
Exhaustion eventually caught up. Spending countless nights, trying to help Steven catch the weremouse. She sighed. How ironic. she wasn't going to be back home in time. Their sorta first kinda not date and she wasn't going to be able to make it. Sorta because the restaurant they were going to sounded costly and fancy. kinda not because, Steven was a bit hard for her to read sometimes. He had two kids from previous relationships and his work kept him busy all times of day and night.
date or not date, Carrie didn't want to stand him up either way.
Another yawn.
It was getting harder to keep her eyes open.
A nap wouldn't hurt. She couldn't go anywhere and possibly for the next few hours she'd be will be stuck here.
'sorry steven…'
Carrie snuggles into the fur, feeling safe. maybe it was sleep deprivation talking but hearing the breathing and steady heartbeat of the were mouse was strangely comforting. that added to her sleepiness.
Eventually she blissfully nods off as well.
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nevern0thing · 4 days
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mequetrefis · 7 months
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free him
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samipekoe · 3 months
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my beautiful chicken wife
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hyolks · 2 months
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sometimes he feels melancholy about it
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spoopup · 2 months
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chilchuck screaming
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zipsunz · 9 months
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a comic i did for sunny's birthday ☀️ 🎨
(art by me, script by @sunkitty143!)
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larkspurglove · 4 days
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Fun fact about the underworld saga:
‘558 men who died under your command’ from The Underworld, combined with ‘43 left under your command’ from Ruthlessness, doesn’t add up to 600 men.
Which means that the guy who fell off Circe’s roof and died is canon to Epic the musical.
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bumbleboa · 3 months
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some Luffy interactions I drew on my Friday stream
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halorvic · 4 months
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🐌🥳
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housecow · 3 months
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pic from this morning… it’s getting so hard to hold them up 🥲
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hungwy · 4 months
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The Frenchman wore an ugly button up shirt with a cheeseburger pattern battering every inch of fabric. "The cheeseburger is the food of Americans", he explained, "and Americans are vain." The associations between Americans and vanity and Americans and cheeseburgers were so strong he could not help but circuitously assume cheeseburgers were also some product of extravagant New World psychological masturbation, rather than a meal of somewhat pitiful necessity, or worse, a product as European in origins as he was, and even here he could not escape the disinterested rabble of the burgs and becs at home. Here the Frenchman was a strange, grumbling, conceited man rummaging through a cold pile of hash browns in a rickety diner in a forgotten plain of middle America, once again among the poor and old and settled. Meanwhile the burger had spread from far more innovative immigrants than he to all corners of the lands through its satisfaction of need and easy digestion. It was pitiful that such a soul, in trying to keep inflated that buoyant pride which gave him life in this sea of corn and depression, unable to avoid his failure in the arts overseas, felt the need to invent and then attack strange symbols and ideologies through highly unusual means, such as ironically wearing a cheeseburger shirt. In a way, he had brought a sort of avant-garde to the old town, just as misunderstood here as it would've been anywhere else, for not only was it baseless and stupid, but seemingly mad. He would pretend to be obsessed with burgers--in a way he was--in order to more fully accentuate his hatred for them.
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felixeis003 · 5 months
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Sketch dump with prompts from @soap-brain
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mizaruwu · 2 months
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"Here's the coffee you wanted– ah, guess it was about time you dozed off Mr.- I-don't-need-rest"
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