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marmosetpaw · 28 days
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eggfeather · 2 months
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lemnnshark · 6 months
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"Dusk Nose is a black-and-orange tortoiseshell she-cat."
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blueblossem2 · 3 months
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rosemist50 · 1 year
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Raven Pelt and his mate Juniper Branch, their three kits Shade Pelt, Dusk Nose, and Dangling Leaf. Milkweed and her ex Splinter, and their kits Clover, Thistle, and Bramble. Milkweed's new husband Leaf, and their three older kits, Morning Fire, Shivering Rose, and Hazel Burrow, and their two younger kits Beech Tail and Patch Pelt. Dawn Mist and Moss Tail are mates, and their kits are Drizzle and Pine Needle. Nightheart is a loner.
Originally posted on IG December 2021
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Dusk Nose
December 5th, 2022
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otaku553 · 4 months
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More doodles for the one piece spy x family crossover
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Are you going to do Dusk as well?
yes! they're getting their own post because i REALLY love dusk form. i'm a furry what do you want from me. i would NEVER forget the objective best rock-type pokémon of all time
EDIT: MIXED UP DUSK AND MIDNIGHT i actually couldn't find a model for dusk although i wanted to do it. i'm queueing up a few more this morning so i'll go looking again to see if i can find one, and i won't let you know if i do but that will be the second pokémon to post today in about 12 hours if i can find it. if not, Whoops
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no! the charcadet line are some of my favorites and corviknight is a competitive menace i hear with skarmory typing and also i don't skip random pokémon. if you don't want to see them you can block the tags for them, though
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and they must be ROCKIN' ON RIGHT THROUGH THE RUFF AYAYYYYAYAYAY HGGDHJSDASGD HAUE AUA WUHYDEG AGWIUWD UDGA DEYYj AGSDHG WEG UwdY UV
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dkniade · 6 months
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headcanon/scenario (I’ve been thinking about team dynamics again)
In Fontaine, Childe learns about (the play) Cyrano de Bergerac, and learns some Cyrano monologues
Next time he does the weekly spar, he starts throwing in some French Fontainian into the list of things he say in battle
— Oh ! frappé par la seule arme noble qui soit,
Et par un ennemi qu’on sait digne de soi,
Sur un gazon de gloire et loin d’un lit de fièvres,
Tomber la pointe au cœur en même temps qu’aux lèvres !
If I’m not mistaken (though I’m by no means fluent. Do correct me, if there are mistakes), I do believe it means…
-- Oh! struck by the only noble weapon there is,
And by an enemy who you know is worthy of yourself.
On a field of glory and far from a feverish bed,
Falling off the peak of one’s heart at the same time of one’s lips !
…?
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taciturnraccoon · 3 months
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need u to know roadskids baby name was actually just roadie, bcus he really loved car rides. basic i know, but it was supposed to be temporary.
hes the only muppy who didnt have a separate birth name. the 'skid' just didnt come around until he got his wheels and he kept rippin around the house, leaving burnt rubber everywhere
for a single day his name was skidmark lol
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istherewifiinhell · 9 months
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i dont have close younger family nor much else experience with kids. also. i feel mostly negative about over anthropomorizing animal behaviour. but anyway. kicking a ball around with the beast in basically. a pit of dust and brambles. and yeah kicking the ball INTO the brambles. im like ohhhh yeah. ur a little kid and im getting the ball for you. Oh my god hold still just lemme get it.
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goldenfox3 · 11 months
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The eternal hell circle of I want more Falcon/Stewart (both versions) art/writing/hcs/edits/thoughts screamed into the void/etc so I go make more but posting it—while satisfying—only makes me want more art/writing/hcs/edits/thoughts screamed into the void/etc and thus the desire perpetuates itself in a vicious cycle. My brain goes me @ me why don't you make more like I'm going as fast as I can chief calm down.
I have never finished digital art pieces or fics as fast as I have in my current manic fervour so I'm really just scrambling to take advantage of the unprecedented energy rush until it inevitably burns itself out. It's lasted since December so I hope I at least finish TF and get some PNG in before it dies lmao they've had too much planning to just stay languishing in the depths of unfinished hell forever. There's so many possibilities in my mind for a post-TF verse but that requires the ever-growing behemoth that is TF to be written first lmfao.
I did vaguely think of writing a (game) Falcon/Stewart oneshot/double drabble as a writing exercise to get the wiggles out without having to tackle the entire giant of TF first but because it was 1) my first mainverse fic, 2) my first ship fic for them, it irrevocably influences the way I view their relationship and seeps into everything else (see: PNG series being connected to it lmao). But maybe it would help to take a step back from it and write something that only needs to be consistent with the games instead of a sprawling mess of HCs/fic verse?
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uhhbeans · 2 years
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dusk doodles i havent posted. i love HER (plus 1 ladder. but he's crying so he can suck it for now)
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dawnight · 11 months
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.drabble / Elaine / the past is still in the present
The cold, dark night embraced her, the most loving, gentle touch she has felt in a long time. Yet her bright eyes do not look towards the moon. Instead, they look at the floor, a puddle, with her reflection. So many things have gone according to plan, she has done it. She has become more than her past, her superiors, especially her. The look in her eyes, as her innocence faded, spirit torn from her very body, as she fell, only reassured her that Elaine had done it. She had grown strong, not merely as an esper, but as a human, and outclassed those who still thought had control over her. Playtime was over, it was time to move on her own legs again.
The streets of the city were bright, clubs from which music echoed in the alleyways, restaurants slowly closing down, and families kissing their young goodnight. Elaine merely observed as she walked to the edge of the tall building. No one had spotted her yet, and even if they did, none were going to catch up to her in time. She had her eyes set on one building, an establishment devoted to finding good-hearted people and using them to battle. Esper Union.
The place reminded Elaine of her, after all, had she still been here, she would've fit in so well. Putting on a mask of justice and righteousness, smiling to show not all hope is lost, and fighting against all odds. It was an admirable goal, yet Elaine could see past it. Good and evil are not as simple as black and white, unlike what she had thought. Elaine could see it in her eyes, she held her ground while she was not threatened, and when push came to shove, she crumbled, physically and mentally. Blaming herself, hoping that words alone would resolve the matter. A... kind, but childlike mentality. Too naive for the real world. So she needed to be put down, she would only have gotten in her own way if she wasn't. And think of the people that could've used that naivety... Elaine knows she would've never forgiven herself had it happened.
A gentle breeze moved through her hair, it flew back, and Elaine felt her cap gently be moved off her head. She adjusted her cap, and in doing so, spotted something... peculiar in the corner of her eye. Espers, of the Union, going out of a club...
A chill was sent down Elaine's spine, as she fully adjusted her posture facing the Espers, eyes piercing through the dark city
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Why is Leora with the Union Agents?
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okkotsu-simp · 1 year
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sending you all the love while you recover from this :( my parents have it, my granny has it, bf has it and my neighbours all around me have it :( i've been coughing, sneezing and the headaches are nasty business :(
Me too heather :(( Oh my God nooo I hope you all recover soon and don't have to go through much :( And I feel you, I've been sneezing since yesterday and I have body and headaches
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Alastor x reader with a reader that technically started a cult
And I don't mean they started the cult or they're apart of it. I mean they are getting worshipped by a cult.
Reader just treats them like harmless pets
Like they don't have a large group of people trying to sacrifice a person for the reader.
Calling the reader their 'savior', calling them a God worthy of worship.
Meanwhile reader is just like "awww, look at them :) can't wait to see them in hell. "
Ooo very interesting ask! Thanks anon!
Warnings: human sacrifice, cults
Alastor and CultDiety!Reader
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*The little pets you left on earth were just too good to you.
*You receive the prayer of your lovely pets in the form of letters. They pray to you and- bam! A letter appears at your door.
*Sometimes they choose to give you more than letters, for example; food, jewelry, trinkets, some guy named Jerry (unfortunately he didn't come in one piece..)
*Thankfully you can still see your lovely little ones with your hellish powers.
*They can see you too!
*Aww! Look at them, bowing down to you and using such flattering words like "savior" and such~
*You are very excited to see them join you here in hell...
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You sat at the dinner table, choosing the seat perpendicular to Alastor. The radio demon on your left.
You bring your coffee mug up to your lips with your left hand. Flaunting your new favorite trinket that one your pets gave you.
"Hmm." Alastor raises his eyebrows in uninterested acknowledgement.
"Isn't it a beauty?" You gaze at the item, "One of my lovelies gave it to me."
"And I care about your delusional followers why?" He drinks from his own mug.
You smile at him, "Jealous? My, my, it's a good look on you!" You slip the ring off.
His radio static intensifies.
Oooo- You've struck a nerve...
The radio demon always did have a strange craving for attention. Your followers gave you plenty of it so it wouldn't bother you to share.
"I couldn't possibly be jealous of the tacky gifts you receive." He forces his gaze away from the ring.
You grab his hand and extend his fingers to get a better look at them.
"You know... I think the ring would look better on you." You push the ring onto his finger, "If you'd like, Alastor, I could introduce you to my lovelies. They are very adoring."
The static pauses.
You don't miss the way his smile finally reaches his eyes.
"Oh no, no, no. I couldn't allow you to share such a thing with me." His fingers held the ring in place, in a way that showed unwillingness to return it despite his words.
That cheeky grin of his...
Of course now he'd play hard to get- or well, worship.
"I implore you to, dearie. You deserve more recognition for that radio show of yours, I'm sure my pets would love it!" You finish the rest of your drink and tug on the radio demons arm. "Come, dear friend, I'll introduce you now!"
"Since you insist.." He stands, brushes off imaginary dusk and interlocks his arm with yours, "Such a flatterer you are!"
You boop his nose, "Only with you, dearie!"
His eyes wrinkle and his smile simply widens.
You most certainly know how to charm an overlord...
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