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mysticwinterkit · 2 months
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"I'm surprised Etho didn't want me to go in the boat with him. That guy's obsessed with me."
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doctorsiren · 3 months
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Country gavin anon here, i do vaguely remember what he looked like. He wore a lot of green and yellow and was very tall. Besides that i just recall him being basically a recolor of klavier’s sprites. I’m kinda wondering if the dream continued if it woulda been revealed that he was klavier in disguise. Makes sense, i mean, who names their kid Country?
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yes I did spend entirely too long on this
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vashtaylor · 1 year
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Balthazar Klein, Hellions of Carnocht
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yennasun · 9 months
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Wanted to express some HCs about a character I fell WAAYY to much in love with, especially given that I pretty much made him on a whim.
Rusty HCs:
Height is 5'10, not a very tall guy but very wide and stocky build.
His weight before his "voluntary servitude" was 168lbs, afterwards his muscles and bones became so dense that, despite looking the same, he now weights close to 400lbs
Even before he got his powers, you couldn't knock this man down if you threw a building at him. The definition of being too tough for his own good.
His powers basically make him a token superhuman-type character. Can run fast, hit harder, jump higher, absorb more damage and can regenerate.
But there is some science behind this, his strength comes from an increased amount of explosive muscle fibers and overall muscle density making them not only much more explosive and efficient, but also gives him a ludicrous amount of endurance.
His entire body functions at a higher level than most people so he needs to eat alot more. Food is fuel for the body, and since his body puts out a bigger workload he needs more fuel naturally.
His regeneration isn't stupid fast, and he can still be immobilized by destroying his brain. Since his muscles and organs function at a higher level, that means his organs can still function to keep him alive without his brain on pure muscle memory.
He can be killed, but it's extremely hard to do so. You would need to destroy his entire body. Since his cellular structures also function at a higher level, any bit of biological material could he enough for him to regenerate off of, but this could take days to complete.
He is bald. Yes, know, another character on this blog that's bald. Don't judge me, okay?
His regeneration has its drawbacks, say if he's stuck underwater and goes unconscious from loss of brain cells, when those cells regenerate, he'll come back into consciousness whether he wants to or not. Meaning he can get trapped in a cycle of drowning, passing out, regenerating, coming to, and drowning again.
Despite his strength, he does have something he fears. Something, someone, is chasing him. They want their lab experiment back.
Can't get drunk, his kidneys and liver process the alcohol too quickly.
Drugs don't do much for him either.
Poison can hurt him, but it'd take a very strong poison to cause enough damage for him to go uncocious.
He believes he can't die, but as far as he's concerned he died a long time ago.
Preferred attire is a t shirt and long sleeve pants, usually wears handwraps.
He doesn't need them, they were his old wraps that "remind him of better times."
Extremely capable fighter, but doesn't like fighting other sticks since a certain...incident.
Will post more soon.
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necros-writing-stuff · 5 months
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Does Eden in a jar read to necro when necro is ill? How is Eden in a jar doing?
Eden in the jar gets to come out and cuddle now that he doesn't bite anymore. When I'm sick he likes ripping up tissue paper, rolling it into a ball and shoving it up my nose so I don't have to wipe it so often. 10/10 excellent little helper, I'll get him wagyu beef for his bedside manner.
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mustangs-flames · 6 months
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I haven't updated you on Obi-Wan in a while so uh, here, proof he's still attached to the blanket I knitted for him lol
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reverieaudios · 8 months
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for research purposes: what kind of breed is eggs benedict??
I could see him being so many different breeds lol, there's a ton that I think would fit. But a couple possibilities that come to mind are
A super fluffy ragdoll, like 90% fur
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A Russian blue
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And an orange or gray tabby of some kind
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But really he could be anything
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monstersandmaw · 1 year
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I LOVE ALFIE SM!!! I have a question tho: How would our sweet boy Alfie react if Mason mabye saw Ciara before meeting him and they'd hugged (platonic ofc our boy Mason would never cheat lol) and he could smell her on him still???
ANON.
A N O N....
anon
my beloved
You are making me want to write this...
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tieronecrush · 10 months
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not a kink but just gonna put it out there that frankie wants her to sit on his face. he wants that soooo bad
YES. so true han, he would have imagined it for so long he would probably be begging for it to happen finally
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HELPPP (we’re trying to do @fourteen1427 @sn07 ‘s cryptic crossword)
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memurfevur-archive · 2 years
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*Slinks into the caverns. Finds the prey. Waits for the next grub to leave the cavern before giving Avonis a nice quick round of bongos and hiding in the caverns.*
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He pauses, trying to register what had happened. Confusion washed over his features and his eyes lingered on the spot that the perpetrator disappeared to.
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Then, it clicks, and a loud snarling hiss tears from his throat. A warning.
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frodosso · 2 years
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I realized I never posted this whoops-
Anyway Songus for the soul 💛
Sonar ofcourse belongs to my lovely @bugbearbee 💛
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yennasun · 10 months
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Jym doesn't skip leg day... although he really, really wants to.
Yeah this was basically an excuse to practice leg anatomy and the flow of poses, the former went really well, the ladder...not so much.
Although I did learn that using arrows to help guide the flow of my poses helps TREMENDOUSLY.
Still not doing the hands, screw every bit of that!
Anyways, have jym doing some Olympic squats. How much weight is on it? I'll let you decide, just know that it's enough to bend the bar!
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flippedorbit · 2 years
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he is just a poor boy
my poor little meow meow
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contrastparadoxx · 2 years
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I interrupt my Kulsot posting to tell you that Cupiid’s Lusus is a Golden Retriever/Old German Owl mix and a total sweetheart
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ikiprian · 2 months
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Mr. Fenton is a competent teacher. Almost too competent.
If Mr. Daniel Fenton had any more than a BS (with a minor in education), Tim would’ve flagged his profile as a potential Rogue. That’s the way of most charismatic academics, at least in Gotham. (Got a PhD? Instant watchlist.) Instead, he’s Gotham Academy’s newest celebrity, as a young, passionate, out-of-towner substitute while the chemistry teacher’s on maternity leave.
Tim gets the hype. Fenton seems to genuinely love teaching, and is invested in the welfare of the student body. He hands out bananas during exam week, hosts a “study habits seminar” each month to coach effective learning strategies, and the third time Tim falls asleep in his class, he even pulls Tim aside to ask if he’s doing okay. With all the late work he accepts and the protein bars he sneaks Tim, he’s every teen vigilante’s dream teacher. He could’ve been Tim’s favorite.
In fact, Mr. Fenton was Tim’s favorite. Up until Tim walks into Mr. Fenton’s chemistry classroom for a forgotten textbook, an hour after the final bell.
On the board where tallied scores for today’s review game had been kept, “THE CHEMISTRY BEHIND DR. CRANE’S FEAR GAS: ANXIOGENICS, NERI’S, & YOU,” is now scrawled. A detailed diagram of the human endocrine system projects in front of a small crowd of adoring and attentive students.
Fenton is wrist-deep in the skull cavity of an anatomical model. A short tug, and out pops the brain.
It’s plastic. It’s fake.
Tim identifies the nearest emergency exit.
Fenton turns to the door, and in the dark classroom with the projector illuminating half his face, his eyes almost seem to flash red. “What’s up, Tim?” he asks. His friendly grin is too big for his face. “I didn’t know you wanted to join the Just Science League!”
[OR: Danny’s a science teacher at Tim’s school. Gotham’s a pretty wild place, even for someone who grew up a superhero in a ghost-infested town, so he takes it upon himself to start a club teaching kids how to manage themselves in the event of a crisis. These Gothamites are pretty hardy, but a little extra training never hurt anybody! And he suspects one of his students might be a teen vigilante, like he’d been, back in the day. As a senior super, it's Danny’s duty look out for him! Surely, this is the subtlest and most appropriate way to give the kid pointers.]
[Tim immediately assumes supervillain.]
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