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spooky-scary-hedgies · 9 months
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Just doodles of my son.
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distant-velleity · 5 months
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Finn: Oh. Oh dear
Chrysos: ???
Finn: I think they like you. They're following after you
Chrysos: Who-
this is definitely an oh dear moment ahaha. chrysos tries to not let it bother him as much as he can tho
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chibiveneficus · 3 months
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i fucking love this show
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fakeosirian · 2 years
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i still need to get my driver’s license (long story, halfway decent reasons) and i’ve been struggling with getting myself motivated, so i’m trying to create the conditions for a brief hyperfixation on the like, mechanics of how cars work to make me want to “experience” them more (do with that what you will)
this image has unironically done leaps and bounds to getting me in the right headspace to care about cars
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like yeah girl and?? tell me more
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tooquirkytolose · 8 months
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Little Annie Clear
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been wanting to scribble them as this meme for a while
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triruntu · 3 months
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very slowly picking away at something here
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naffeclipse · 6 months
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Soft Underbelly
An Apex Polarity AU
Orca!Eclipse x Leopard Seal!Y/N (SFW)
You must provide for your child but leaving for even a moment holds danger. You are a predator, nearly at the top of the food chain. Nothing can threaten you and your offspring, except, of course, an orca siren. How do you safeguard against your one weakness?
Word Count: ~3,900 Warnings: Manhandling, nonconsensual touching, anxiety, fear, and dead animal
A/N: I'm on such a baby kick, it's embarrassing. I can't get over the family fluff and thinking of Eclipse being a doting father is turning me feral. I do love the dynamics with Leopard Seal Y/N as she is a fierce mama. It's good to have someone finally going toe to toe with Eclipse, even if the outcome is still clear. And of course, there's a fluffball baby!
Little note again: the reader is female and will be referred to by female terms/titles such as mother. Also, please make sure to read all the tags/warnings as this is a mature fic and will contain an unhealthy dynamic and toxic traits.
Not beta read, I'm torn apart by leopard seals.
Please enjoy the fluffball and her fierce mama and her new dad!
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pochiikou · 1 year
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buttercatrho · 6 months
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[Crowd]
Learnt Pomni doesn't like touch and mind went into projection mode
behold, gay handholding equivalent
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marzimars · 10 months
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One of the arts I made for Dinopants week on twt
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ragesharkbritain · 3 months
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I’m very 👀 about the version of King Arthur that lives in your head which you mentioned in the tags of that post about living weapons. Would you mind elaborating on that take on the legend?
i mostly think this about the "and future" part of king arthur, and specifically in an urban fantasy setting where people Know the king will/has returned. How many leaders claim they are the reincarnated king arthur? how many actually think theyre arthur vs how many are just using the myth to further themselves? and the living weapon thought comes into play with the question "how are they treating their children?"
An Arthur claimant has two children, a son and a daughter. "Its alright," he thinks to himself, "as long as I know where Modred is I will be fine, and I can always kill him young." A slightly more progressive claimant thinks "Okay, but which one is Mordred?" And he raises his children in that state of blind arrogance. How isolating would it be to be raised with the assumption one day you will kill your father? and if you excel at fighting, if you intuit older languages, if you show signs of being slightly better, if people start to whisper that you are Arthur and not your father...
And what about the child that gets sent away from [insert modern city here], or is entered into the foster system, or was simply raised by a single parent? They go back to modern!Camelot with the expectation of a family, of a place for them, and good work to do, only to return to the assumption they are here to kill their father? To return to a good king, who they do not want to kill, or to return to a bad king, who they must kill?
and if the actual arthur remembers they are King Arthur, what kind of resentment would grow in their heart as they watch men, who are poor men and worse kings, claim to be arthur? As they walk through the slums and ruins of modernity, they think to themselves "None of the claimants are trying to stop this or fix this. What do they think I did? What legacy of mine are they trying to emulate?" And the burden of the myth itself, of the tellings and retellings of it, the expectation of King Arthur of Camelot-- and for Christianity to have changed as well!
So Arthur in my head exists solely as a weapon. They have no family that loves them and no place to turn to once their father finally fears them enough to kill them, they emerge into a different world. Its the same city-- but no one knows who they are. People still flinch when Arthur come near, but everyone flinches these days. Arthur start to make connections. Other people on the street help them find soup kitchens and food pantries. Arthur starts to make friends. Other people help them realize what their father did to them wasn't right. Arthur start to look at the city. Other people talk about the old days and the new days and how the City should be run. About lifting people up and bringing back the city council. About homes and clean water and food on the table. Arthur starts to think about being King.
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das-a-kirby-blog · 9 months
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kirby (ex) villains are just guys trying to one-up eachother
"I'm gonna steal all the food in dreamland."
"cool. I'm gonna take over dreamland."
"that's cute. I'm gonna take over Popstar."
"really? I was gonna take over the galaxy."
"oh? well I was jus
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aballadforbarbatos · 1 year
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inspired by a hetalia piece of mine i found yesterday. this is actually lowkey kinda long i didn’t mean to do that
mc eating solomon’s cooking
you are hungry.
you KNEW you shouldn’t have turned down satan’s offer of lunch at hell’s kitchen but you were so exhausted and you mistakenly thought there would be food in the kitchen
you should’ve known better. smh.
someone needs to go shopping because there is only a stick of butter and an identified plastic container with something purple inside
not you tho you’re dirt poor. flat broke, even. pockets empty, wallet lined with dust
your stomach growls. your eyes dart between the unidentifiable substance and the stick of butter. the idea of eating butter makes you physically gag, so you turn to the container
the container has a note with “solomon’s” attached to it, and then a bigger note in belphie’s handwriting next to it
why are you clarifying it’s yours. everyone knows. nobody is taking it. WHY IS IT IN OUR FRIDGE
you’ve never actually had solomon’s cooking before
yeah there was that dinner where the pair of you cooked different dishes from the human world, but everyone was voicing their disapproval before you could try it, so you just didn’t.
it IS solomon’s though, so you decide to have a little. just a little. he won’t even notice that someone’s been into it.
pulling the container out of the fridge, you scoop a little bit into a bowl. it’s not quite as watery as you expected- in fact, it reminds you a little of mud. a deep purple mud with stuff inside.
hey, this is capsicum (bell pepper)! where’d he get this from? okay, now you have to try it- finding such difficult ingredients must mean it’s worth eating, right? right???
do you heat it up or just eat it cold… you decide you’re in the mood for a hot meal and open the microwave, shoving the substance inside
(“uh actually the house of lamentation doesn’t have a microwave” if u don’t think they’d get one because mc mentioned it once in a conversation you’re severely wrong)
pulling it out and now it’s bubbling. but like the bubbles are so slow in popping the surface because of how thick the purple stuff is
you lift your spoon. are you having second thoughts? coward behaviour. truly a wimp. you can jump in front of lucifer on a rampage but you behave like this in front of food? cowering before what could vaguely be described as soup?
apprehensively, you put the spoon in your mouth and swallow. if you spit it out you might stain the carpet
“oh.”
a pause.
“oh, what the fuck?!”
this is GOOD.
you slurp down the rest, now rather mad. everyone else was going on about how it was the worst thing they’d ever had, and you’d just believed them?! you are NEVER making that mistake again,
you moan embarrassingly loud. thank god nobody else is left in the house because how would you explain to them that solomon’s cooking is so amazing that you are involuntarily making noises
if it was just one person, you’d think they were just lying so they could have more for themselves. but it was everyone, which is probably why you were so convinced in the first place
lesson learnt; demons and angels have weak tastebuds, because you’re going back to the kitchen for seconds.
as the microwave heats up the bowl, your D.D.D. buzzes. it’s lucifer asking about your activities- you tell him you’re having a snack before studying
he says he didn’t know there was any food left in the house
you decide to ignore this last message because the microwave beeps and you go back to scarfing it down, sating your stomach and silencing its growls
“shit.”
“he won’t even notice it’s been eaten,” - you, about half an hour ago
IT’S ALL GONE?? HOW HAVE YOU EATEN THE WHOLE THING AND NOT EVEN NOTICED??
HOW ARE YOU GOING TO EXPLAIN THIS TO SOLOMON??
well you ate it all, so the least you can do is clean it, you suppose…
later that night, when everyone is back, and someone has gone shopping, solomon comes sauntering through the door and opens the fridge
“wh- who ate my soup? did you guys feed my cooking to the rats again?”
satan doesn’t look up from his book. “yeah, like anyone would eat YOUR cooking.”
you sink a little into your chair, suddenly becoming very interested in devilgram
“mc might tolerate your petty little comments, satan, but none of that changes the fact that there is no soup in this container that i specifically put in here. look, belphie even wrote a note!”
mc might- you stifle a laugh as your favourite cat fan scowls. asmo and mammon are not quite as successful as you. belphie stirs from his sleep, and mumbles something like “get it out of our fridge…”
solomon sighs. “i’m not mad, i just wanna know. mc?”
you don’t answer. maybe he’ll move on? yes? yes?
“hellooo? mc?”
no. okay, out with the truth then
“i ate it! i’m sorry, solomon! i got really hungry and there was seriously like no food left in the house, so it was between a stick of butter and your cooking, and i thought i’d take a risk, and i only wanted a little bit but it was so good and i accidentally ate the whole thing-”
you can feel your eyes welling up with tears at the thought of solomon getting mad- or even worse, being disappointed- at you. you cross your fingers and hope that he forgives you,
you totally miss the horrified and disgusted looks from the brothers. even belphie has properly woken up at this point to stare at you in disbelief
“well, mc, if that isn’t one of the most romantic things i’ve ever been told,”
what.exe
container forgotten, he comes around to your spot on the couch. puts a hand on your cheek and just pretends the others are not there
staring into his eyes helps you to drown out mammon, who knows how he’s doing it
uses his thumb to brush away your tears, there’s a small smirk on his face but would he really be solomon without it
he kisses you quickly and gently
when i tell you. the room goes into absolute UPROAR
mammon rips him away from you, that boy is dragging him away to who knows where in the house. belphie and satan are following, you suspect solomon is going to be taught a lesson he won’t forget
“if i cook more for you, i can have more kisses, right?” he calls out- mammon’s frown grows deeper
“okay!” you call back, your cheeks warm and a giddy smile on your face that simply just won’t go away
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mastercrownmonday · 2 months
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Crown-a-Crown!
TL;DR: Vote for your favorite form of the Master Crown! The poll is below this kind note directly from our sponsor.
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"mortals, It's the Crown Without a Ruler (WITHER IN FEAR). I am speaking to you today via server-hosted textual display data. make no mistake; in better days, the God of Another Dimension never relied on computers or clockwork, but due to My very TEMPORARY circumstances, it is the best Your Diademic Deity can do.
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(A) Landia/Parallel Landia/"Base" form:
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(B) Landia EX:
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(C) Traitor Magolor/EX:
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(D) Magolor Phase 2:
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(E) Magolor Soul:
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(F) Crown Shards:
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(G) Crowned Doomer:
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(H) Final Boss/"Mistilteinn":
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(I) Star Allies:
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I'm sure glad it isn't up to me! Too many good choices...
All exemplary images courtesy of Wikirby. Check the tags for some finer details on my decisions while making the poll.
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i wanted to try my hand at slamming Home with the puppetification beam. i told myself i wasn't gonna get attached. im attached. not sure about the outfit tho
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