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blightead · 5 months
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@whalefelled, continued from here.
cian took a hard look at his hand, and the four fingers he'd held up. he was still frowning in confusion as alistair pulled him close, inspecting what had become of his arm. one had to appreciate the way genlocks coated their weapons. he'd take on the strategy himself, if he'd been afforded time. while alistair worried over his already-healed arm, cian continued to stare at the gash on his head. he'd open his mouth to call wynn over, but he was pulled against him.
they were both grimy - the deep roads played hell on one's hygiene. when it wasn't dirt, it was sweat, when it wasn't the first two, it was blood. sometimes poison.
❝ and you don't? i bet they can smell you all the way back on the surface. ❞ his arm somewhat released, cian takes alistair's face in his hands and turns it up to look at him. ❝ ali, you're bleeding - i'll go get wynne - ❞
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antimony-medusa · 1 year
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Opening up the tagset for Hurt/Comfort Exchange like "how many SMPs can I get into the tagset and how many times can I nominate emduo hurt in various ways".
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huntedvideo · 1 year
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just when finley was convinced he'd seen it all. that nothing could surprise him, anymore. he hunted real monsters, for christ's sake - he's seen werewolves and ghouls, even angels and demons ; what more could there possibly be? well, the answer was aliens, surprisingly enough. fin had believed there was more out there, but he couldn't have imagined a universe this vast, with so many different types and species, and so many threats throughout the galaxies that they lived in. meeting the doctor had been nothing but an accident, but fin was starting to think that maybe it was fate - that the doctor was supposed to save his life ; that finley was supposed to travel around with him, saving the world... worlds, he guessed ; plural. 'wait, you're a time lord, right? so you can do space and time?' an idea was brewing in his head. having been traveling with the doctor for awhile, now, trust had grown between them ( at least on his end ). eyes move across the countless buttons on the panel of the tardis before he glances up at the other man, hope filling his eyes. 'what're th'chances of goin' back in time in this thing?' @sangwoochos.
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bellafragolina · 2 years
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oooo laventon’s family….
ngl i haven’t thought too much about that but i like to imagine he has at least one sister (who, assuming ur female/femme presenting, he calls on to help you find some appropriate clothing to wear in 1890s galar — somehow i don’t think the loose fitting japanese style clothing you’re used to in hisui would necessarily fly in what’s basically late victorian england, but also i’m a sucker for historical fashion and makeovers so i personally would just want an excuse to change clothes in a new country hahaha)
i assume he’s on good terms with his family, maybe his parents are academics themselves? one of them might make a living as a university lecturer perhaps? they’re probably more outwardly serious than lav himself, but they’re non judgemental and full of curiosity — traits he’s inherited :))
they know you’d be arriving with lav as he wrote to them in advance, but once you do meet i feel they’d pretty quickly go from polite greetings to borderline interrogating you about your experience handling pokemon, not without thanking you for assisting their son in his work, of course. they’re very proud of lav for creating the pokedex.
actually come to think of it, he probably would come from a big family with at least 3 or 4 siblings? all adults and probably married w families of their own too — lav is like the second eldest and is (gently) teased by the others for being the last one still in the singles market despite his pleasant nature due to his devotion to his work. they love him really, he may be clumsy but he was always like the problem solver of the family, cheering people up when they’re down or when they were younger, helping with schoolwork. he adores his nieces and nephews and will spoil them rotten given half the chance
his siblings almost don’t believe it when his most recent letter announces he’d be bringing home a significant other he met in hisui and at least 2 of them pull him aside as soon as possible to figure out if/when he plans on catching an applin for you (i have an idea for that actually…..)
idk how cohesive this is but what do you think his family would be like?
— aster anon
Ahh I love it
I imagine the fam is like Lav, friendly and curious, just with different areas of interest. It’s a large family and everyone has areas of study that they know a lot about, from botany to knitting to engineering.
But they’re all teasing in their own way. Wit begets the ability to read a bitch to filth, as they say. And Lav’s family is no exception. They’ll go kinda easy on you until you show you can take, or better yet, dish it back.
Lav is the center of their attention, because like you said, he’s pretty much the last one of the adults to get a partner. But he’s not going to be unmarried for long, after watching you play and spoil his nieces and nephews. Besides, his family are on his ass about proposing to you after they decide they like you and want you to stay
<3<3<3 i love family dynamics <3<3<3
~Renee
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preyeir · 2 months
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❝ hey, oracle, ❞ her cape swept at her ankles as she stepped over a writhing, cursing man. prodding at her side, she found the tips of her gloves coming away red with blood. the huntress fought the urge to land another kick on the bastard who lay on the ground, now, wheezing. at least while she was on comms. she kept her tone light. with her free hand, huntress slid her grapple gun free of its holster, shooting it at the roof of the nearest building that sloped away from her. either the blood loss was getting pretty bad, or they really needed to work on getting shit up to code in this city. ❝ what's our healthcare plan looking like? i hit my deductible yet? ❞
@pluresque didn't like for anything, but gets a free barbara starter.
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laurasimonsdaughter · 6 months
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Picture this: Dragons using their caves to age cheese. Dragon Cheesemakers!!
The dragon coiled his enormous body, completely blocking the entrance of the tunnel that lead to the caves.
“No,” he snarled, smoke pluming from his nose.
The cheesemonger pinched the bridge of her own nose. “Look, I explained this to you at the start,” she tried once more. “I make cheese.”
“Yes,” the agreed, nodding his scaly head.
“Then I bring the cheese here.”
“Yes.”
“Then you store all the cheese in your cave, keeping it at the perfect temperature and humidity.”
“Yes.” He sounded particularly proud of this part.
“And then when the cheese has ripened,” she concluded. “I come to pick the cheese up again.”
A thunderous scowl clouded his maw. “No.”
“But that’s how it works!” she cried in exasperation. “I make the cheese, you store the cheese, I sell the cheese, I make more cheese!” She peered up at him. “You do realise I cannot bring you new cheese until I have sold this cheese.”
The dragon considered this for a moment. “Ah, but what if—” he began. “What if you go and make more cheese. And bring me the cheese. And I put it in my cave, with the rest of the hoard. And then I keep it there forever.”
“No,” she said flatly.
It was remarkable how much a dragon could look like it had just swallowed a lemon.
“You can’t keep cheese forever,” she insisted. “It will spoil and go bad!”
“You said it would get better and better!” the dragon roared indignantly. “And I take good care of them! With the air flow and the humidity and the temperature!”
“And that is great,” she said, trying to smile through her frustration. “But when a cheese is ripe, it’s ripe! Then you should not be kept anymore, it should be eaten.”
The dragon scraped it’s formidable claws against the stony ground and sulked.
“Look…” The cheese mongering business did not tend to require a lot of sweet-talking, but she was making an effort. “I’m sure the cheeses that aged in your cave are the best cheeses people have ever tasted. When they find out how delicious they are they will want us to make loads more. Maybe several caves’ worth!”
The reptilian eyes stared at her with disgruntled, reluctant interest. “Several caves?”
“If we’re lucky! And I could make so much cheese that I could bring you new cheese as soon as I pick up the aged cheese. Your cave would never even be empty!”
This seemed to strike a chord. The dragon lifted his head a little.
“And that would really be much better for the rest of your hoard,” she continued with fresh inspiration. “Because if you leave cheese too long, it might go bad and spoil the cheeses next to it too!”
A nervous ripple went through the beast’s scaly body, but he clearly was not convinced just yet. “But what sort of a hoard is it if I have to give it away,” he complained.
“Well! Cheese is not just any old hoard! It’s a developing creation! And you will have a hoard that is constantly developing too. Constantly changing, but, if we do this right, never shrinking.”
The dragon looked at her solemnly, wavering with uncertainty. Perhaps she shouldn’t hold it against the poor thing, it must be a difficult concept to wrap his head around.
“And I will tell you what,” she said encouragingly. “If business is good, I can start investing in some really good crumbly cheeses. You can keep those in your cave for five whole years!”
“That is quite a long time for humans, is it not?” he said, sounding a little more cheerful.
“Very long. Especially when it comes to cheese. Cheeses that have been aged that long are very expensive.”
In retrospect, she should perhaps have led with that. Gourmand or not, a dragon was still a dragon after all. A glittering, toothy grin appeared on her recalcitrant business partner’s shout and he moved just enough for her to move past him into the mountain.
“Tell me more about this expensive cheese that crumbles.”
She hid a smirk. “If you help me carry some of the current ones out, it would be my pleasure.”
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olasketches · 2 months
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I can’t contain it anymore guys… I absolutely love uncle sukuna. I am actually obsessed.
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alibonbonn · 1 year
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Light dragon armor set 
(set bonus: spawns a surprise froggy in your inventory every once in a while).
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mataurin · 4 months
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Fig and the Cig Figs!!!
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cheekylittlepupp · 4 months
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One of the new aa kisses, the lip bite....I.. I'm not sane about this at all
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boxfullaturtles · 5 months
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"No other choice!?"
I, uh. I dunno if this counts as a redraw anymore. I kinda. Went a little ham on it. Oops. oh no guess i'll have to do another one
HAPPY ONE YEAR @rottmnt-residuum you magnificent story! Residuum my beloved. Residuum that I want injected directly into my bloodstream. Residuum that is my favorite brand of horror and angst. Residuum that brings me so much joy and terror. <3
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And there's a timelapse under the cut because what the hell.
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nightthinker-08 · 7 months
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have some doodles most of them drawn while I was in a sleep deprived haze-
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bleuu-moon · 6 months
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this is me and price when he forces me to try his cigar bye
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kindaorangey · 2 months
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he'll worm his way into your life whether you like it or not!
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mazeyphaedra · 2 months
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intrepid heroes the smokeshows that you are
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herewegobebe · 6 months
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JONGHYUN 🌙 Love You Always & Forever 💖💎💞
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