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cupcakeshakesnake · 7 months
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Storyboarding assignment.
In which a hound is torn between his loyalty to the hunter and his pity for the fawn.
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woohooincoffin · 1 year
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windenburg winter prep
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svejarph · 1 year
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tanaya beatty gif pack
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CLICK THE SOURCE LINK BELOW and you will find a ko-fi shop link (or join my discord server to to #67 245x150px gifs of Tanaya Beatty as Annie Bird in Through the Black Spruce (2018). These were created from scratch by Sveja. Do what you want with these, just don’t repost/claim as your own, don’t use them to play Tanaya or in any smut/smut-based blogs, and like/reblog if using.
This was a part of my 500+ follower giveaway for @arielrpt​. If you like that I’m doing, feel free to commission me (/commissionsinfo) or send me a kofi (/svejarph).
Tanaya was about 27 during filming and is Da’naxda’xw and Himalayan.
tw: alcohol, drinking, guns, hugging, hunting, shaky camera, violence
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selfshippingquotes · 2 years
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S/I: I've invited you here because I crave the deadliest game...
F/O, nodding: Knife Monopoly.
S/I: I was actually going to hunt you for sport, but now I'm really interested in whatever Knife Monopoly is.
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dvnastics · 3 months
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w / @cordoleo ( royce caron ) DAY ONE , the hunt .
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❛ how are the rabbits then ? ❜ the curling of the corner of her mouth relayed her teasing and a mischievous glimmer in her gaze foretold of a prolonged period where she would raise her boar over his rabbit for some time to come. fortunately, this was not such a time and as they took respite upon one of the long wooden benches, argella motioned for one of the serving attendants to fetch some wine. her thoughts remained unspoken as the page filled their cups, her gaze perusing the gaggle of people starting to return from the hunt. ❛ my father seems in good spirits today, but tell me truthfully how has he been ? he is not the young man he use to be and yet ... ❜ she trailed, sipping on her wine as she pondered how best to form her next words before coming to the conclusion that delicacy was not necessary. ❛ he continues to drink, whore and exert himself – i must confess, it concerns me somewhat. ❜
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sins-of-the-sea · 6 months
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@rosegoldkingdom, Marshmallow is infected!
"I insist, lad. I'll be fine," can be heard not far at all from where Marshmallow has been cast down.
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"Really, Jinni? Are you sure you don't want to come with for the hunt? We can make it a competition to see who gets the bigger game!"
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"Not at the moment, Ruixiong. I'm fine with just staying at this bank to fish. You go ahead and have fun."
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"Ohhhh….. all right," the much younger man whimpers with despondence, saddened for being declined at an activity he could have shared with the elder. Eithe way, Rashid seems insistent on not moving much. Maybe he's too tired to search the island for land animals to hunt. "I'll find something fast and make you something!"
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"Take your time. Really. It's just the two of us for now, and I know you're sick of seafood. If I get too hungry, I'll conjure something as a holdover. You know how it works."
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"If you insist. Anything you're feeling in particular?"
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"Hmm... I haven't had rabbit in a while. Why don't you find a few and we can have roasted rabbit?"
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"Sure thing! I'll be right back!" And with that, Rashid is left alone.
The much older man groans as he waves a hand; saffron dust appear to blow into a concentrated area by his feet to form a large chair for him to sit on comfortably. Rashid sighs as he watches the fishing lines as he checks into a bucket; inside are a couple fish, but they are very small and hardly much more than snacks. They'll need to get something much bigger soon.
And yet still, these little fish--lively and spirited--splash about within their bucket, certainly enough to alert any hungry predator around.
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Casual mode ////// monster hunter mode
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bloominghands · 1 year
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* Love love love (and by that I mean I am crying as we speak) the idea of Robin casually revealing horrible little snippets of her past in the most nonchalant of ways because those things are normal to her and when everyone is staring at her she’s just like ???
Some super fun™️ examples include:
- Going through the pantry and finding ancient bread that’s so moldy and dry that it’s almost dusty & Robin picking it up and saying with 100% seriousness to the horror of the others that it’s still edible if they remove the mold spots.
- Or mentioning how they can steal food effectively by only taking little bits here and there. It’s appealing to take as much as possible but you can make your source last longer by being careful and slow.
- Saying to the others that you can throw off hunting dogs from tracking you if you cover your scent and that she likes using mud the best.
- Sharing herbs and plants to effectively stem bleeding or cover wounds. Just picks one as they’re walking by like “Oh, this can help keep us from bleeding to death, I’ll take some with us c: ! “
- Herbal remedies to stop fever or help with pain that can be self administered.
- Sharing mind tricks to help ignore pain
- Showing how to make hunting traps and traps in general while saying some shit like “If we put some of these around camp, we can keep anything or anyone from sneaking up and killing us in our sleep c: !”
- How to collect rain water or water from different sources.
- Sharing how to hold their breath or breathe slowly through their nose to keep as quiet as possible and to test each step before setting your weight down completely to avoid creaking floor boards.
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joshisepic2222 · 2 years
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possum!
Meet the internet's spirit animal
The virgina opossum is the only North American Marsupial but you knew that
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Opossums used to actually be highly hunted in the United States with many famous people hunting them. These figure included Jimmy Carter, and William Howard Taft who on his election night hosted The "Possum and 'Taters" banquet where 100 possums where captured and eaten with sweet potatoes. He is qouted on saying after the event that it was "The best dish I have toasted in week". Mark Twain even said it was a staple of the American diet. Thankfully the practice of hunting these lovable critters has died down in the US, even if it still continues on carribean islands like Trinidad and Grenada. Sorry for a real downer with this fact, but new information is fun.
In relation to this post:
https://joshisepic2222.tumblr.com/post/682555468500107264/pick-an-animal-and-i-will-tell-you-a-fun-fact
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mariahcadieux · 2 years
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That sweetest fragrance
Closed starter @callie-everest 
Where: Hospital
When: Late Sunday evening
Mariah had a few donors, almost all of them were lovers, and she generally tried her best to be respectful, thoughtful. So, when her current favourite snack Hayley had said she wouldn’t mind a little more romance and chivalry, Mariah was willing to try. Hayley had called her late that Sunday evening crying about being overworked at the hospital with the addition of the kidnap victims. The vampire had agreed to come by and… ease some of the tension for her, and so that is how she ended up outside Callie’s room that night.
Wearing doc martens, faded mom jeans, a baggy tee and her usual black leather jacket, Mariah didn’t exactly look the typical flawlessly dressed vampire. In fact, had it not been for her face and waist length golden hair, she might have gone unnoticed. As it was, the blonde was striking. Her skin was flawlessly smooth, porcelain in its lack of colour and pigmentation. Her naturally narrow, predatory eyes were a brilliant green – gleaming from the consistent diet of fresh blood from the vein. She had a delicate upturned nose, and pale rosebud lips that never sat straight, always set in a wonky smirk or grimace. She was striking, difficult not to look at once you set eyes on her face, but she wasn’t your standard beauty. To some, she might have even appeared unattractive, but she wasn’t forgettable.
In her hands, Mariah held a bouquet of flowers, that she had purchased for the donor she was most fond of, and she was about to turn on her heal to head towards the janitor’s closet the two usually met in, when something caught her attention. A smell so aromatic, it almost floored the unblinking beauty.
She could smell dried, old blood, bagged blood tainting fresh, floral blood in the vein. She could taste adrenaline on the scent too. It smelled like… like panicked prey, holing up in its hiding space, counting down the minutes till death.
Unable to resist, Mariah’s upturned nose twitched as she followed the scent. She gave Callie’s door a gentle push, and the human’s scent washed over her, making her mouth water, her the toes curl and her gold lashes flutter as desire mixed with thirst overwhelmed her. She flitted to Callie’s bedside, appearing there as instantly as the door opened to the human eye. The bouquet of flowers still in her hand, Mariah’s narrow green eyes zeroed in on Callie’s throat, the pulse there, the blood infusion in her arm, the blood bag sullying Callie’s sweet, tantalising scent. The blonde said nothing upon her arrival, only stood, and stared, and smelled, her eyes unblinking.
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paradoxesofgalaxies · 2 years
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4, 9, & 28
4. what’s an inside joke you have with your family or friends?
I started to list a couple, but that caused some panic inside so I guess we're not answering this one...
9. tell a story about your childhood
This one is tough since most of my childhood is a blank void but I'm gonna find one in there lol.
Oh! One time I was on a trip with my best friend and her family and we were staying at her grandparents hunting lodge up north in the middle of nowhere. While eating dinner one night, the front door had been left open to get a breeze and while we're eating, her little cousin exclaims "look! A bear!" which the adults ignored until my friend looked up and was like "oh! There really is a bear!"
At which point, her family's tiny little terrier went bolting out the door to chase down the bear. The bear went into the woods and the terrier followed. Several of the adults jumped up to go after the dog, her uncle grabbing a toy gun to "scare it off" (meanwhile we're in a literal hunting lodge filled with far too many guns). Thankfully, everyone came back safe, including the dog.
28. do you collect anything?
I don't think I physically collect anything, but we collect quotes.
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shatterher-archive · 2 years
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JOSIE TRIVIA || cooking
Josie wasn’t always gifted with cooking abilities. she had to teach herself how to cook meat at an early age (from hunting, she needed to learn how to use a knife and bow and arrow quickly). the girl was young when she underwent her Father’s levels of training. 
Father’s levels of training depended on how well Josie performed. ideally, he would drop her off in the middle of the woods with only a knife. she needed to find her way back to him within 24 hours or else she would be dropped off in a different area, without a weapon, but given a compass. he considered himself generous. he was not.
the nephilim child figured out how to make a bow and arrow combination to hunt bigger game. she wasn’t permitted to use her wings or powers, so all she could manage was whatever her physical prowess allowed. and being that she isn’t human, while she struggled internally, she never showed it externally. in fact, it appeared that she excelled, thriving within those circumstances and usually arriving home with time to spare.
when her elder sister, Minerva, caught wind of this situation, she took the child under her wing. her father and brothers protested, but Minerva defeated those who challenged her. eventually, Minerva gains custody of Theodosia. 
while under Minerva’s care, Josie was taught how to cook. despite being part of the upper cusp of society, Minerva had been taught how to cook by their Mother (until their Mother realized the child’s Father, a bastard in the making). 
and Josie’s early days, she barely could boil water without it overflowing and causing a fire. it took many hours of strict (but eternally loving) tutelage by Minerva to learn how to cook simply, heavily emphasizing on foraged vegetables and hunted game. so naturally, it included hunting, trapping, and fishing. if it was a way to catch prey, the Pearle had learned it. 
Josie then would make bets with her family on how long she would be out there until she was bored. Josie would visit her brother’s travelling ‘business’ (hunting monsters; hunting man). 
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