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Glowstick
I mean, he would
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vonn13 · 2 months
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Neil survives life on the run with barely any proper nutrition, copious amount of stress and trauma as well as a messed up sleep schedule. By all accounts his body shouldn't be able to handle that but it's fine because he was a teen and teenagers survive of like mountain dew and sarcasm.
Then his 20s hit and bam. Joint pain everywhere, Neil complaining about feeling bad unless he takes his multivitamins. Or like doing the old man groan when even bending down for one second to grab something and then complaining about being geriatric.
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grodyego · 3 months
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what do i want for my birthday ? for people to send questions/asks about my ocs. and i dont feel obligated to post art to go with the responses i can just type the answers, in full paragraphs more than likely. and everybody has to read them and get invested and clap for the special little guys who came from my brain
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nyaskitten · 11 months
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Don't worry guys, Vi is here to feed you Nya art because no one else will <33333
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(funnier ver under the cut! also please reblog I'm but a dying kitten who can only make good art during other people's exam seasons)
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sarumint · 1 year
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little miku on the little whiteboard
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daydadahlias · 6 months
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I don't know if it's just me but Ashton looks so small handling the dice compared to Luke with the dice ❤
i dont know he's uh. looking pretty damn big to me
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schleierkauz · 6 months
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tiny little cornelia promo interview has me severely compromised
this one
at no point does she say anything she hasn't said before (& that i haven't documented before somewhere in the bookshop Q&A translations) but STILL. her summary of what she can tell us about the story made me Unwell (putting the translation beneath a cut just to be safe)
"Well, the way I write is that I don't want to know anything… don't want to know too much about the labyrinth I'm entering. For me, the excitement of writing is about not knowing what the story will eventually reveal to me. So I'm not going to spoil the adventure the readers hopefully have waiting for them too much. It's about revenge. The title says as much. Orpheus' revenge on Dustfinger. And you could say the revenge of a reader on a character he once loved very much. For that character not loving him back. It is also about the question whether words are more powerful than images. It's also about being young and getting older. It's about a thousand - hopefully - themes so every reader can pick something out that speaks to their own life. Something they never thought about before. I hope it will be a journey from which you can bring back plenty of images and many places you might like to travel to."
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coredrill · 7 months
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WHOA?????
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ajaxbread · 6 months
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Haley, courtesy of the non-weirdest ad I’ve gotten on tumblr
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The ad in question:
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#art#stardew valley#sdv#haley stardew valley#haley sdv#this is closer to the haley in my head#i didn’t realize my pen would bleed for some reason so oops plus i used the wrong marker for the skin at first so it looks a lil odd#i aint even a woman nor do i wear dresses but its still one of the best ads ive seen#the others I usually see are the pika guy backpains/aches or recently eczema for some reason#guess thats what happens when a website doesn’t listen or record the things u do#im such a sucker for outfit designs like that#long flowy dress with galaxy/star patterns and or dark blue/sky themes YUM#this reminds me of when i was in hs i think maybe 16 17 yrs old and school just ended#and there was this girl in a long red flowy dress it was probably some kind of event that day#and like an awkward cant-talk-to-girls teen boy way i ran up to her said she looked pretty and ran away#im not even straight !#oh also the necklace shes wearing#(haley from the image)*#i hc that it was her grandmothers who she was super close with but when she passed she kept the necklace#and the center opens up with a lil picture of her grandmother holding her as a baby#the picture could also be of the grandparents married not too sure on that uet#both sound sweet#and its def in a sepia filter(dusty brown tones basically)#and and if u dont like the lil belly on haley u can suck it up and leave#i hate seeing when ppl are drawn ultra anime thin bc thats not healthy plus the uterus makes the stomach come out a little so its totally-#-natural#for some cases in having no uterus or other yeah that makes more sense but anytime i see like anime i cant help but think everyones a robot#also yeah on a related note i do see that i put some trans colours on her not my personal hc but im fine with it#i can see her more as either cis/intersex and the term i forgot where smn identifies with femininity but never masculinity or however it go#i also dont think shed carw abt labels ‘am i cis? no im haley’
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c10v3r · 7 months
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had a horrid day sbout 2 days ago snd im still thinking about it
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thetimecrystal · 3 months
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my older sibling kinda just. disappeared without saying anything and to say that i am worried is an understatement
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so funny reading through my medical records i didn't realize they took direct quotes
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helltrskelter · 9 months
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Art and character designs I made for a now discontinued 48 hour game jam visual novel last year.
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ashhaven · 1 year
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i have a BED again. Not just a mattress in a corner.
so err, Ladies *tries to wink seductively and fails horribly*
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hqmillioncorn · 1 year
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 Lalapril 4/6: Blessing
As Cocorn loaded up the last of their things into the cart he wondered if going back to the Twelveswood would be a good idea. Elelote had told him it would be a good thing to reconcile with his family and whatever happened, she would have his back.
It would be nice to speak to his parents again.
Lalatov had just finished packing the last sweets away in his bag when he heard a sudden knock at the door. The sudden knock caused him to knock his bag over and spill out most of the sweets he had just put away.
“I’m here! I’m just cleaning up some things!”
A quick look under the door confirmed his suspicions, there were two pairs of feet right outside. It shouldn’t have surprised him that his parents were checking up on him. Especially with what he brought up that morning.
“Lalatov, sweetie were coming in!”
“J-Just a minute!”
Lalatov pushed his bag and even everything on the floor under his bed as quickly as he could. His cover hadn’t been blown so far and he was going to do everything in his power to keep it that way.
Before he could even tell his parents to come in, the door was already open.
“Hi mother! Father! How can I help you?” Lalatov sat on the bed, his small legs dangling a little ways from the floor. Though he knew he was short that didn’t stop him from trying to hide the evidence as much as he could. “Is this about what happened at the Conjurer's guild? I promise nobody saw me fly up to rescue that chocobo chick!” Besides, everyone knew chocobos are incapable of snitching.
Centaurae and Miminelo looked at each other, confused, and wondering if the other knew what Lalatov was talking about.
“...You know what, never mind about that. What were you two going to say?”
Both decided to ignore whatever he said in favor of dealing with the first problem first.
Centaurae decided to be the first to start. “About your question this morning. We just wanted you to know that-”
“That you’re going to let me visit Ul’dah with the other conjurers?!”
Lalatov was so elated at his mother’s sudden and out of character turn of opinion that he stood up on the bed in excitement.
“Nope.”
His excitement was incredibly short lived and he dropped back down to sitting immediately.
“Your mother and I were discussing it and we are both sure you won’t be missing anything from staying here and continuing your training in Gridania.”
Lalatov knew they were skirting around the actual problem. He was sure that both of them knew they were too. 
The only reason Lalatov wanted to go to Ul’dah was to find out more about his father’s part of the family. Ever since his father had accidentally slipped up and told him he was from there Lalatov had been asking question after question to his parents about where they came from and what they did before he was born.
And every question he asked was met with the same answer.
‘You don’t need to know.’
Lalatov was getting kind of sick of it.
His parents were hiding something. He was sure of it.
“And it wouldn’t be safe for you there.” Centaurae added.
“Why wouldn’t it be safe for me?”
Lalatov looked up at her only to have her look away. It was something she rarely did but Lalatov knew by now it meant she was trying think of something to divert the conversation elsewhere.
“I just want to know! Why! Why are you two hiding things from me?!”
“We are not hiding anything from you.”
“It sure doesn’t feel that way.” Lalatov mumbled to himself. From the way both his mother and father were staring him down he was fairly sure they had heard him. “I just…Please tell me. Mother, father, what are you hiding from me?”
Miminelo stepped forward, he placed a hand on Lalatov’s shoulder. “I promise, we’re not hiding anything from you. And that is the end of this discussion.” He noticed Lalatov’s personally made safety-wand sticking out from under the bed.
“Let me get that for you.” Miminelo reached down for the wand and for a second Lalatov felt a surge of panic all over his body. It took all the strength he had not to twirl his hair as he often did when he was nervous. 
Luckily, his father quickly grabbed the wand and handed it back to him without anything out of the ordinary.
It was bold of his father to promise that they weren’t hiding anything when he had just handed Lalatov the wand his parents had drilled into his head that he always needed to keep on hand. 
Or else.
Centaurae walked over and laid her hand on Lalatov’s head, fluffing up his hair. “You’re better off here. Where you’ll be safe.” Her voice was soft and condescending.
“And where we can watch over you.” Miminelo added. 
Lalatov frowned, there was that thing again. The being safe thing. What were they even talking about?
“Right. Okay. You’re right.” Lalatov figured it was better to just agree with them. That way it was guaranteed they would leave him alone sooner than later.
There was another brief exchange between Centaurae and Miminelo. Their stares were stern and deadly serious. Each knew exactly what the other was thinking. There was no chance that Lalatov could ever be out of their sights for so long.
Not after everything they did.
“Um, if you don’t mind…?” Lalatov’s small voice cut through the tension, “It's getting late so I was wondering if I could get ready to go to bed?” Though his parents had told him he wasn’t allowed to leave with the others he was still allowed to see them off.
“Right, of course.” Miminelo hopped off the bed and walked his way towards the exit.
 Centaurae followed behind him, stopping right before exiting the room. She looked back at him, “Remember Lalatov, your mother and father both love you very much and we only want what keeps you safe and alive.” If her actions from the last fifteen years of Lalatov’s life proved anything, it was that she wasn’t lying about that.
“Then will you tell me?”
Centaurae looked confused.
“Will you tell me why I’m like this?”
Centaurae opened her mouth slightly and for a moment Lalatov hoped that he would finally learn everything he wanted to know for years. Those hopes were almost comically short-lived when his mother closed the door to his room without a word.
He would leave first thing tomorrow.
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sucrate · 7 months
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truly frankly honestly admittedly just dying and going batshit ... DOG TIME !
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