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gastropodsgalore · 2 years
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Queen Anne's Lace....🐌.
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dipikaislam · 1 year
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Jumping spider hyllus
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camfotographer · 2 years
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Zooming lens
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vinchesidesigns · 2 years
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Rolex 116500ln - black dial is a truly gorgeous design, so integrated and full of depth. The red letter in Daytona come alive at times ⚡️. On the other wrist, the DeepBlue>Titan luxury bracelet from my personal collection, and a silver link bracelet (not my design).
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mmnature8 · 2 years
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Escola Agrotécnica - Barbacena - Minas Gerais - Brasil 🇧🇷
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hollewdz · 10 months
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another one of the many prompts from the years of g/t daydreaming i have done
Waking up from a deep sleep, you find yourself absolutely covered in dirt. The fuck? It feels like you were buried, but with some effort you're able to sit up and brush yourself off. Looking around, you see miles and miles of open prairie and rolling hills. This must be a dream, you tell yourself. The sun hangs low in the sky, and you feel the chill of nightfall creeping up on you. The number one priority is finding somewhere to sleep for the night, not that you're super serious about the situation, considering you're still in dreamland. You decide west is the optimal travel direction, as it will give you at least a little more daylight. After an hour of walking with nothing in sight, you see a town on the horizon line- relief washes over you. Thank goodness, I didn't want to figure out a way to camp. Something's strange, though, as you're approaching this town. The perspective is off somehow, and soon enough you figure out what the problem is- It's frickin' tiny. Not only that, but the town looks... mediaeval? Sort of? Thatched roofs, cobblestone pathing, lit torches, a well-used horse stable are just a few of the things you notice.
Movement calls your attention, seeing tiny pairs of eyes peek from nearly drawn shutters, slamming shut as soon as your gaze meets theirs. "What the fuck?" you can't stop yourself from muttering. Looking down to your feet, you see you've trampled a tiny field you had failed to notice. "Shit-" you breath, moving to an open area. "H-hello? Can someone help me out? I don't know what's going on..." Coming to your knees with a slight panic slowly setting in, you try knocking on the windows to see if any of these tiny people can get you some answers. "Ow!" Something sharp pierced your thigh- quickly turning, you see a tiny man with an equally tiny pitchfork, trying desperately to yank it out of your leg, presumably to get another attack in. "Hey, can you- OW- Dude, I haven't even done anything-" you stammer, going to grab for the small assailant. "Stillnes ûs of pro ic syndrige, ent!" he yells, giving a grunt as your hand finally finds him, dwarfing his form. The pitchfork clatters to the cobbled ground as you sit up and address the tiny, angry villager flailing in your palm. "Man, can you chill out? I really only want to know what's going on, I'm not gonna go godzilla on you all or whatever," But, when you bring the man to eye level and really get a look at him, you see terror and a determination you hadn't expected. The lingering sting of the pitchfork buzzes on your leg, and slowly, you come to a realization. "Oh. This is definitely not a dream, huh?"
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twistedtummies2 · 5 months
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HAPPY THANKSGIVING, EVERYONE! To celebrate in unusual fashion, I present a couple of ref pics for the last of my major Night Raven College OCs, at least for now. I have mentioned him time and time again, but never actually shown him off. Everyone…meet Grit Gravelle. Just like with Theodore and Maelstrom, this art was made by @twisted-brainrot. This was part of a trade that we arranged almost a year ago now; it was more than worth the wait. <3 Grit is based on the Nome King from the movie “Return to Oz” (who is, in turn, somewhat loosely based on the character of the same name from the original Oz books). Like many of my OCs, he is not all he seems at first glance: what you see before you is Grit’s human form. Grit is a half-human, half-Nome hybrid; Nomes, in this universe, are essentially rock monsters - Earth beings who dwell in caves under the ground, and are made of moving stone. They are also absolutely gigantic in size, and consider humans to be a natural form of prey. Grit’s father is a nobleman in the Nome Kingdom, and his mother is a human; the details of how they met and reproduced are sketchy, but as a result, Grit’s true form is a half-human, half-rock monster of gigantic proportions; able to swallow people whole in a single bite, if he chooses.
The word “duplicitous” best suits Grit’s personality. When you first meet him, he’s usually actually quite pleasant. He’s polite, amiable, helpful, and has a sort of impish charm at times; he seems like a pretty nice guy. All of this, however, is a total sham: underneath that seemingly benevolent exterior, Grit has a heart made of stone (perhaps literally). He is sadistic, sneaky, manipulative, and treacherous. He legitimately enjoys causing pain for others who cross him. You can’t trust him as far as you can throw him, and that’s not likely to be very far. However, he isn’t COMPLETELY evil, no more than any of the others at NRC: much of Grit’s cold-blooded untrustworthiness comes from the fact that he, himself, has a difficult time trusting others. More specifically, Grit has a hard time trusting humans and other surface-dwellers.
When Grit was a boy, he always harbored a sort of contempt and distrust for surface-dwelling people. He was envious of them, in some ways, and repulsed by them in others. However, he has always deeply cared for his human mother, Emma. His mother is blind, and Grit is very, VERY protective of her. He sees her as the finest human in the universe, and the only human to whom he shows REAL respect and affection.
Grit’s Unique Magic is called “Ornamentation.” This power allows him to transform any living creature - plant or animal - into a small sculpture; an ornament. The spell can only be broken either by Grit’s direct choice, or by someone placing their hand upon the ornament and speaking the person’s name.
A few fun facts to note: Grit’s stomach actually glows, and this glow is visible through his skin. Inside his belly, his stomach juices have a naturally fluorescent orange hue, almost resembling lava, and his stomach muscles are colored black, with glowing red veins and arteries creating zig-zagging patterns, almost resembling fissures in cooling molten rock. However, his mouth and part of the way down the throat resemble a normal human maw and gullet (minus his sharp, fang-like teeth). Also, I decided to make Grit a big muscular beefcake because…well…it made him different from all my other OCs, really. I had several who were sort of slender and curvaceous, and a couple who were different degrees of plump and chubby, so I thought making him have “rock hard abs” would not only be fun for the sake of silly wordplay, but help to make him different from the rest of the cast. TB was kind enough to draw Grit not only in his “casual” outfit, but also topless, so you can get a nice look at those muscles, and the glow from his belly.
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photoblogdujour · 1 year
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Cactus flower launching into outerspace.
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sitting-on-me-bum · 2 years
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Found A Ultramarine Pill Bug Today
Bugs Are Truly Spectacular And Here Are Pics To Prove That
Photographer: King-of-despair_
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gastropodsgalore · 2 years
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fat-butch-dyke · 1 year
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anyways have some warm up sketches- <3 <3 <3
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camfotographer · 2 years
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Do you love fruits?
I think this is the only fruit which has it's own mood, sometimes it's sweet 😋, sometimes sour 🤯, and sometimes tasteless 🙄.
Which taste do you like the most? Comment down
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macrowitchphotography · 2 months
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The kings Royal book! On display in the York cathedral.
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mmnature8 · 2 years
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themsource · 10 months
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I already ranted about this a little on Twitter and I wanna rant on here too! I just binged all of the animated show Skull Island on Netflix and all I have to say is...
Why can't Kong keep a girlfriend!? Either he dies, or she dies, everybody dies, or they end up seperated 'for thier own good and happiness' 😑
Like just let him have his little micro bride! 😤 There's nothing wrong with big strong King having tiny Queen to adore and protect!
I loved Kong the most in the Peter Jackson's film with Jack Black, and I cried so hard when Kong gave his life for her thinking she needed protection! The look in his eyes as she held his hand for the last time killed me! And you know what, there was love there! I swear up and down she loved him too—maybe not in the conventional way but still!
Imma be honest Kong in his interpretations feels more like a monster to me, not so much a giant animal like so many like to classify him, if that makes sence? Like has the same intelligence and sentience level as a human but lacks the ability to communicate. (Not saying that animals themselves aren't intelligent or sentient, just his is in a way that humans themselves can understand)
I'll say it again for the peeps in the back! JUST LET THERE BE MACRO/MICRO HAPPINESS 😤 LET KONG HAVE LOVE FOR CRYING OUTLOUD!
This has me fuming so bad I have to project and imagine this as another UT au idea just so I can feel better lol
Giant skeleton Sans as Kong—
Let tiny bride Reader ride in his palm or on his clavicle, sleep in his ribs while he sleeps with a little hammock tied up between the bones or a sleeping mat on his vertabre—or even his skull, hanging out in his socket like a cavern sfae from the world or riding in it as he goes into battle! Can you imagine? Someone trying to reach for Reader and Sans snapping his lid shut and fighting with one palm over it the whole time with his other lit in rage!? ❤️
And I like ths idea of having Sans unable to talk or write! Half the fun is trying to figure out his thoughts from the tiniest micro expressions or his seemingly blank staring. Reader confessing how much they love him but yelling how conflicted they are over it because they're different species and how could that possibly work, all the while Sans just wears his perpetural smile but his eyelights enlarge slowly as his heart thunders in his ribs but the enlarging isn't noticable because they're already so large to Reader's perspective 😩
Let people wonder if he enjoys the newly harvested tomatos as a sacrifice as he simply tosses it back with no reaction just as he does every other sacrifice he's given! (He totally does but who can tell? His smile hasn't twitched or anything) Only reader is able to deduce his enjoyment because the next sacrifice is corn and he huffs. Doesn't react beyound that as he tosses that back too. Makes his grin twitching at the corners all that more enjoyable when Reader purposefully encourages the tribes to offer tomatos again. He tosses it back and the tribesmen are confused cuz he looks like normal 😂
I just...ugh!
It really feels like Kong is cheated a lot in these shows and movies, I hate it 💀 At least I can imagine Kong-Sans is happy, poor boy 🥺
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photoblogdujour · 2 months
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Kings Fire Grevillea. Red splindly looking brush like creature with eyes on the ends of prehensile tentacles which will search you out at night and give you butterfly kisses if it can manage to break in to your house.
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