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hools · 1 year
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the sun is in your eyes!
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shinakazami1 · 5 months
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Just small info idk if anyone will notice but I'm taking a break from TSP :] I am so grateful to Tales from Borderlands as the game got me to once again make fanarts, read fanfics and want to create my own. First comes real life and I do hope to return as I have many unfinished projects to hopefully finish or ones to start but, we will see
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icezeebee · 4 months
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This was based on a comment I had seen from someone I thought it was silly so I drew it.
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tumbling-darkling · 2 years
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“Is my existence some kind of cruel joke?” Danny suddenly asked the woman sitting next to him.
She was a beautiful woman, dark skin with naturally curly hair, kind eyes and the most beautiful smile that anyone could ever possess. Even as her smile towards Danny was a sad one, it sparked a comfort in the half ghost. Death shook her head, “I would never do such a thing.”
“Then why?” Danny asked. He didn’t know how he knew that this was death, this wasn’t what he was expecting either, he was expecting a grim reaper type. But after a moment… he just knew. And it all came spilling out like the doors of a gate had been slammed open. “Why must I be both? How can I be both? It makes no sense-, being alive but also not at the same time? How-, why would you do this to me?”
Death layer a gentle hand on his shoulder, “I didn’t do this to you, Danny. I’m someone who leads those to the next step after death, but I’m not the one who causes it. I saw your death, I needed to be there to comfort a boy who just lost everything in such a violent way, but then you defied everything. You defied death without me lifting a finger. There may be other powers at play, but in the end you are the one who decides to keep moving forward.”
“… you’re not here to send me on then, are you?” Danny asked
Death laughed, how odd for a bringer of such a sad fact of life to laugh so brightly it could make so many smile. “No, I just decided to visit. To see how you’re holding up… maybe even five a pep talk from one death and life walker to another. The world is a beautiful place. There’s dark corners, cracks and holes, but there are so many hidden gems of the world that we must enjoy. You’re one of these Gems, Danny. You defy the odds, you’re unique, you are beautiful. I love you, Infinite loves you, and so many more people love you. It may seem helpless, moments that feel like a curse, but the light at the end of the tunnel… it’s where we all go towards in our own ways. And you are going to have a very incredible journey.”
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mymp3 · 5 months
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Demon Ryoji for Mochizuki Monday
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traerodan · 1 month
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And now showered Ro Dan
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sleep-nurse · 3 days
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He's actually adorable genuinely
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THE SKRUNKLY...........
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dreamtydraw · 8 months
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The end of summer
Cerise’s birthday is at the end of august. I haven’t chosen a specific date but it feels like the right time so here, take care of the babygurl
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cedarkiller · 27 days
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Yesterday I threw out most of my old male clothes. This year I'm going to live as myself all the time. That's my decision!
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thewolfisawake · 4 months
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In a way, it was reassuring to have the Royal Protector within range of himself. Sure, it could be for his protection. However Balmoral rarely considered such a thing. Instead keeping his love within reach of him was his thought. The high of rattling his lover's resolve normally could carry him through any night's mishaps.
However, Balmoral started to notice the downside of to a 'dead ringer.' How the intended distance only grew further with those mistaking Mhoirbheinn for Ahnia's crown prince. Of course, it did not loiter for too long due to the other's...strong personality nor did Balmoral wander too far when it happened.
Not because he felt obligated to remain with his retinue but because he wouldn't want to stray from the fancier. For most of the time it was nothing. However there was a time in the night where he needed to get through to certain folks before daybreak. He had no time for slowing.
Yet this did not stop the persistent one to talk to Mhoirbheinn despite his unwillingness to remain still. So they trailed, speaking on and on. Balmoral had only saw them in the beginning but could tell their presence from their warble and their gait. And despite his attempts...they ate at him. For how long did they intend to blether? How long would they buzz about?
By the Abyss, that persistent buzzing became an irritant. Especially as it did not cease. Even after realizing this was not Jawyr. Even after knowing the Royal Protector was on duty. Was it irritating because of how long it went? Or was it irritating because they could not catch a hint? Or that Balmoral disliked dealing in willful ignorance?
A gnat that was surely no stronger than a swat...no stronger than a whisper of decay. A being so weak that it could not stand against a bit of frost. Freezing to its being....weakening its core...its strength sapped until it was brittle. And like splintering glass, attempting to hold itself together until it--
SNAP!
Despite the noise of the night, it was a crisp sound to those near as the irritant tumbled, buckling from a weakness in their ankle or maybe was it their knee?
"How unfortunate," Balmoral remarked, finally turning to this irritant. Supposedly in aid. However there was nothing kind in his touch. There was nothing kind in that devouring gaze.
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jellyfungi · 7 months
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feeling very thing rn
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hools · 2 years
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revenge for_primroseyy_ !!!!
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You fume, anger built up throughout the entire trial finally fizzing over. You did not come all this way to be cast off with the wave of a hand. You bang your fist against the table, immediately silencing the buzzing courtroom save for a few surprised gasps. You ignore the immediate pain tingling through your fingers and clench your shaking fist to force yourself to focus. You refuse to be ignored, refused to remain silent to be told what to do. You wanted to be heard and by the stars above they were going to hear you whether they liked it or not.
Your gaze snaps upwards, burning holes into the judge. The room is eerily still. "I keep these two-" your eyes flicker to the pair of handcuffed and dented individuals watching you before landing back on the Council, "-for three months and fix them up. If they're better by then, you let them go."
It isn't a question.
The judge swallows quietly, fingers tapping against the Bench. There are hushed whispers throughout the room, and everyone awaits a verdict with baited breath. Finally, one is reached. The judge meets your gaze and nods slightly. "Very well," they concede. "Your terms are...adequate."
You nod and turn on your heel, indicating wordlessly to the court that they made the right decision. You let them work out the paperwork themselves. No fool in this town, no matter how stupid, tries to cross you. They know what will happen to them if they make another choice behind your back.
You turn to the opposite table, eyes landing once again on the bots. There's a question burning in your eyes. The guards attempt to speak up and protest, but you silence them with a hard glare that warns them not to argue and they fall silent. You address the slightly shaken robots with an incline of the head and a flick of the wrist, motioning for them to follow. They stand up silently, the yellow one stumbling quickly in your direction while the blue one shuffles over slowly with its head hung low. You wait a few seconds before setting off with the pair in tow, throwing the heavy doors open with a satisfying slam and continuing with controlled, even strides.
The yellow one pipes up timidly after a while of tense silence. "T-thank y-"
"Don't thank me yet," you cut him off tersely, allowing another silent storm to sweep you up and hang over you again. The perked up appendages sticking out of its head retract slightly at your harsh tone. The blue one merely regards you with a wary gaze and treads softly behind you. Their hands clink together in the iron shackles still restraining them.
It's a long walk back to the cabin.
(au where y/n is a hermit in a civilization set a few thousand years from now. Sun and Moon have miraculously survived, though they're not in the best shape with the major rust and damage. They power back on suddenly and attempt to find a place to stay, only to find themselves caught in the midst of a city where no one has ever heard of nor laid eyes on a robot. They're quickly surrounded by sentinel and taken captive for questioning. Y/n, an eccentric who lives on the offshore of the town, is summoned because of their expertise [and b/c their presence is so influential and simultaneously intimidating that it feels wrong not to have them there. Besides, who know what they would do if they found out someone held a meeting without their presence?] Y/n takes the boys under their care and now has to fix them up before they're scrapped by the Council. Less romantic and more platonic 'lay a finger on my metal brothers you'll become much more acquainted with your organs outside of your body' sort of thing).
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Context doesnt exist.
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ex-vespidae · 6 months
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don't think i like baby kirby headcanon honestly .
like yeah he's definitely a kid 100% but like im sure he can speak in full sentences, I mean he does so in the novels and mangas.
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melody-pretty · 1 year
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Fifty likes! Thank you all!
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