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iconsfilm · 5 months
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would u possibly have a header for this ?🎀
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like or reblog if you save | headers not mine cr to the owners
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nights-withhoney · 2 years
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piranhasbreath · 3 months
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They were so hungry.
There was an urge that let Zyra know that water and sunlight would not be enough to satisfy them. More than planting their feet in the soil, they needed another form of nourishment. Like a venus trap, they had made themselves aluring to their food. It was funny how humans seemed to be easily drawn in by a curveous body with vagely human female acessories, but they wouldn't complain when it was so effective.
The human in question had been first drawn in by a sweet scent, like a flower that just bloomed and opened up. Zyra had become good over the decades to use that to entice and lore them in, with a pheromone that would give them an unresistable desire to polinate and that would be enticed by the form they took.
Leaves and fiber were good to form a good enough make believe human, Zyra could even be mistaken by a florest nymph if one didn't look at them too closely. Not that he would live enough to realise that, and even if he did it would stll be too late.
The human caugh up with Zyra, following the scent left by them and grabbing their hand, trying to make them halt in their steps. Their 'skin' were surprisingly soft, like a flower petal, and seemed to react when the human started to caress it and pull them closer for a kiss. A strange display that humans had, but Zyra allowed it to happen. They needed the human to be into it so he would get rid of the annoying undergarments he had on his body.
Oh, Zyra could eat him despite that, it just was unconfrotable to pick the clothes off herself later on.
Eyellow eyes stared at the human once his clothes were off, a hungry gleam as he seemed just ready to be devoured. Their feet were onto the ground, planted, and roots spread under the soil, coming out to wrap around their meal's limbs to keep him there.
The humanoid body started to change, to the human's horror, limps alongating, skin becoming various shades of beiege and green as their ´face´started to deform. Like a flower in bloom, the mouth grew wider and wider, alogngating and showing off like petals, with teeth on the innder side. The beautiful face was no longer there.
What was once a horny human just wanted to polinise, was not a terrified one, trying his best to escape the vined thorns that held him by his feet as Zyra showed their true form. Even the forest itself seemed more hostile towards the human as their master prepared to feast.
He could feel thorns digging into his skin and, after a moment of clarity, he dug up a knife from his pants and managed to cut himself free.
it was short lived as one of the limbs that had been an arm came down, tearing one of the legs off with an unclean cut and causing the human to fall down. A tree like hand came down, vine fingers wrapping around both the severed limb and the screaming human, lifting from the ground and above the flower mouth, that opened up for it.
Despite the screaming and begging to be spared, the hand opened up, dropping the human and the leg into the mouth, that closed down in a swift movement.
Tree limbs started to retract and move back as the flower stood up, some movement being seen among the petals as the human fough to try and get free.
And it seemed like it could work, until the petals came to a full close once. Opened up. Closed again.
They were munching on the meat to break it down and make it easier to digest and absorb.
All Zyra needed to do now was absorb it, the taste of blood being enough to calm their hunger since they knew now their roots and leaves would have the proper nourishment they needed.
All that would be left of the human to be found would be crushed bones.
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styledbyamara · 1 year
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Khaki & Beige 🫶
Top: Jacque Mus - La Maille Lucca Bustier Top - Beiege
Skirt: TheFirstFeeling - Casual Drawstring Ruched Cargo Skirt - Army Green
Pumps: Vintage Dior - Bondage Heels
Bag: Dior - Street Chic Columbus Bag - Black
Bracelet: Vintage
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dinaissante · 2 months
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#brown #beiege
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angelasrtn · 2 years
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dearerato · 5 years
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today’s outfit, neutral lovin’ 🕊
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frawth · 3 years
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credit — more here
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i6ow9 · 3 years
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당신은 당신 자신조차 모른다
크레딧: @puppyslufweb 위하여 nct 쿤 사진 !!
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cupcakes-and-pain · 2 years
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"Night, stop!", Eri orders the man biting the other one, Night bites Remington one more time before getting away, as if saying "I can still hurt you."
"You're hurting him!", Eri says foolishly, of course he knows that hurts, that is the whole point of attacking, "Night, dear, thank you for trying to protect the others but you can't just hurt the guests."
Night looks at him with a sad expression, and as much as Eri wants to calm him down and say some reassuring words he doesn't have the time, not with EIGHT traumatized people around.
"S-s-s-sorry, p-p-ple-please, m-mercy, i-i-it's it f-fault is s-sorry", Spencer tries, Remington glares at Eri as if he was forcing the boy to beg. And oh god, he even uses it to talk about himself.
"It's okay, I'm not angry", Eri tried to approach the guests but Remington glared at him and Night growl, he looks utterly betrayed, and Day is trying to look smaller, this will be tough.
This new man, their new owner, came down and called off his guard dog. Remington dragged himself back to Spencer. He wanted to scream curses, to fight back against that other pet, to attack the man. Remington wanted to show everyone that he refused to be good, refused to obey.
But that wasn’t an option, now was it? Not if he wanted to live. Not if he wanted his sunshine to live.
Oh, his poor sunshine. The only thing that keeps him going most days. And now he has gone and been bad and gotten punished for it, which only scared Spencer more. He’s so terrible at caring for his friend, terrible terrible terrible-
The man who he refuses to recognize as Master is reprimanding his other dogs, making up some nonsense about not hurting “the guests.” Remington rolls his eyes then carefully glances at the attack dogs to make sure they won’t bite him again for that. No reason to get in more trouble, especially when everything hurt so much already.
"S-s-s-sorry, p-p-ple-please, m-mercy,” Remington turns around, too fast, pain everywhere. “I-i-it's it f-fault is s-sorry"
He takes Spencer’s hand gently, hidden from the owner man and the other dogs. Spencer is good at begging and pleasing humans, that’s for sure, but “it”? Why would he go there? That was too much, Remington wanted to hold his love and shield him from the world at the moment and almost did, if not for Spencer’s knee digging into his side, keeping him in place. Even if his state, Spencer was looking out for him when it should be the other way around.
This man had done this. He and every other human who had ever hurt them. The trainers, the auctioneers, all their past masters, and especially that bitch Robin. Remington didn’t really mean to, he wasn’t in a hurry to get mauled again, but he couldn’t help but glare.
"It's okay, I'm not angry", the bastard tried to approach and Remington felt his glare grow. The guard growled.
Not angry? Not angry his ass. That’s what Robin had always said, hadn’t they? Hadn’t she held them, gave them gifts, showered them with praise? And it was all just a cruel joke with their misery as the punchline. It had all been one huge act so that when they least expected it, their ex owner handed them off to a pet hoarder.
Well, Remington didn’t think this joke was very funny at all. But he had to be smart about this. Planning had always been Spencer’s strong suit, except for escape plans. Remington did the escapes.
He would let this man use him and his sunshine. They would play into his games, his traps, whatever the man threw at them. They’d be good pets (as good as Remington could manage, anyway). Meanwhile, Remington would find every weakness of this place. He’d figure out the how, when, where of it all.
And then they’d be free. And Remington would keep them free this time. He’d make sure Spencer was safe. He’d get them food, water, shelter, everything. He wouldn’t fail, not this time.
The man now looked very… annoyed? Frustrated? …Overwhelmed?
Yes, it seemed most like the man was overwhelmed. Having to care for so many pets was probably hard. It wasn’t their faults that he was a hoarder, though.
“I… I apologize for my a- act-“ Remington isn’t sorry, not in the slightest, but he has to apologize if he wants this plan to work. Even if he has to physically force the words out of his mouth. “I apologize for my actions. I should have b- been… been behaved. Mercy, please.” He probably sounded like the least sincere person on the planet, especially since he still couldn’t stop glaring, but oh well. He tried.
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iconsfilm · 1 year
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any headers??
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like or reblog if you save | headers not mine cr to the owner
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nights-withhoney · 11 months
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i-got-the-feels · 2 years
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something about Villanelle saying "She (Eve) is a Rainbow in Beiege boots" after she said "I am a rainbow in a world full of Beige" and Eve introspecting her own nature - how much she has changed or was she always this way when the Professor talking about Cupid and Psyche says "How far will she have to go and Who will she have to become to appease her cosmic masters?"
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selfundiagnosed · 4 years
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i’m trying to find my style! i’m fat so it’s hard to find clothes that fit me that aren’t ugly lol i really like ur style so i’m kinda trying t model after u lol would you recommend any stores? ty!!
GOODWILL AND SALVATION ARMY MENS SECTIONS. Oh my god. Understand the image youre trying to convey. Find lots of details abt what makes it the image you like (see: sleeves, color schemes, fabric, texturing, etc)
For example, cottage core is very light colors... beiege, baby pink, floral prints, ruffles, layers, earth tones, etc.
My clothing is very much grunge esque brown only but now that its summer im dipping my toes in mustard and orange. But i love fringed shorts, very choppy DIY looking clothes. Stripes STRICT browns, leaning towards WARM browns. I seldom tuck my shirts into my pants. Try not to cuff my pants and prefer long pants that semi-hide my shoes. Sweaters, cardigans, patterns cant be too complex or too contrasting. Love patterns that are uncommon but still simple and follow the color scheme
A big part of why i dress the way i do is body dysmorphia. Like a big reason i dont tuck anything into my pants is bc im bottom heavy and it makes me (and unfortunately others) painfully aware of my curves so i just wear baggy shirts over straight leg jeans.
Please do not let your weight dictate what you wear or how you wear it. What you should let dictate that stuff is how comfortable you are with it. Do you like tucking ur shirts into high waisted jeans? do you like how it looks? If yes, fuck what i do and go do that! Yes get inspiration from others but tinker it and make it yours!
And dont let yourself be hindered by a strict clothing style like i do. At the end of the day i dress this way because of body dysmorphia, dysphoria, and obsessive behavior. To a lot of people i seem dedicated but i dont have a choice lol
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poptartsarereal · 2 years
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I can appreiciate the aknowledgement of being called out on beieg neative/unhelpful at work. But having a passive aggressive spouse (after I share the trouble above)...it doesnt sit well. I want to cry
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apostolic-company · 3 years
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