#tiger claw cosplay

[danalockhart411]

Time for more cat pictures! Oh, wait...huh, this doesn't seem right.

#cosplay #neko #neko girl #comic con #cute cats #caturday #makeup #monochrome #black and white #tiger stripes #cat ears #kitty got claws #kitty #here kitty kitty #meow

[thedawningofthehour]

My doth theory is that this whole exploding collar thing will backfire real soon and someone important on Draxum side will end up in it (or perhaps someone from turtles side will get stuck in it?? Idk someone important will get stuck in it). Reasons why I think that:

1. Putting a bomb ON A COLLAR feels like something important. Like collar is such a visual way of doing it. It draws attention to itself

2. Idk I rewatched Evangelion Rebuild movies maybe like 3 months ago so Explosive collars made me think of it and DSS chockers so now I'm overanalysing these stupid collars

3. Tiger Claw did describe Gale getting kidnapped as "Prople wanting to see him in a collar" or something like that so maybe????

4. That's it I'm used to the fact that if it's a collar then it's propably important and if not, then at least they will let the main character wear it for a while. Like it's both visually striking and propably looks not that complicated. Perfect and easy to remember. Ofcourse you would want to put one of your main characters in it, so now people buy chockers made to look like it on ali express for cosplay.

I doubt that will actually happen, like litearlly my only lead that it will is one line that most likley means nothing, and I'm more than anything just joking about how putting something on a collar feels like a memorable visual that propably will be at least a bit imporant. And main character will wear it for a hot second to make it cosplay worthy (like litearlly in evangelion in span of 2 movies, three different main characters wore it, one at the time with the last one not even leading to much as it got just removed off her. Like she could just put her mech on autodestruct or something for it to be turned off, but nope. Collar)

Explosive collars are a pretty common trope-it even has its own TVTropes page. (not linking for people like me who will lose whole nights to it) Battle Royale used them too, and if you're a fan of The Hunger Games (new movie just came out, anyone seen it yet?) Battle Royale is absolutely a fun read.

The ones I was thinking of, however, are the slave collars from the Fallout series.

(I mean, are you fucking surprised it's Fallout-inspired?)

In the lore of Fallout, these were used in prisons and detention camps, especially on Chinese prisoners, and potentially developed for use on laborers to keep them working and obedient. (hey, it's good satire if it hits close to home) After the Great War, they were quickly co-opted by slavers. They function as an in-game enslaving mechanic, so the game doesn't have to script a whole slave-driving sequence of you leading your slaves back to slaver HQ-you literally just slap the collar on and they'll deliver themselves. It's kind of a chilling aspect of life in the wasteland, the casual cheapness and disregard for human life. Oh, and the whole Dead Money DLC where you get a bomb collar and have to navigate a resort and casino while dodging corrosive gas and radios that will interfere with your collar and set it off prematurely.

The collars that Draxum wants aren't as shoddy, and he would mostly want them for people who are around his son/responsible for keeping him safe when he's out of the house. Because he's going to have to do that at some point. He can't trust anyone's loyalty or bravery-but he can trust that they'll do everything in their power to protect him if they know their heads will be blown off the moment Galois's heart stops.

And yeah, the visual is important. The symbolism is important. A collar is inherently demeaning, demoralizing, a literal grip around one of the most important parts of your body. There's actually a guy in New Vegas that will talk about how he intentionally puts slave collars on a little too tight so it bites into a slave's neck and constantly reminds them what they are.

But at the same time, it's a barbaric tool. It would not be good PR for everyone to see Draxum's minions with these around their necks, nor would it particularly endear said minions to him. Also worth noting-slave collars are common in art and fiction because they're effective symbols of slavery, but in real life slaves usually didn't wear collars. Because slaveowners didn't want their slaves seeing how many of them there actually were and rising up against their masters. For those of you who've read ASOIAF, remember that Astapor (and to an extent Meereen) did not fall to Dany's forces or even her dragons, but to the very slaves they trained and sold.

(Draxum's heard way more about Game of Thrones than he ever cares to know)

In short-Draxum knows what he's doing, and he intends to use this tool sparingly, but wisely.

The way you phrase this implies that someone is going to cosplay my shitty fic. Though I do feel like it will be fanart opportunity.

#doth asks #also i realized i forgot to link your art in the chapter #that's TOTALLY not a reflection of you i'm just adhd as hell #i loved it #i want to make sure everyone sees it so i'm gonna link it in the next one okay? #i'm sorry!

[mleelunsford]

Bloody Roar redesign concept breakdowns Part 2

Just like the first set, I’m gonna write down some of my thoughts on the BR fan redesigns I did!

Golan Draphan/Ganesha (Elephant)

Golan is the body guard for the prince of the Zoanthrope Kingdom, but in the original, while penguin boy got to have a cool futuristic outfit, Golan did god cosplay. For the redesign I just thought “Wouldn’t it be nice to just see him in a simple suit?” Maybe that’s just me. I also made h is facial hair more tusk like, I think it makes him more dynamic and interesting.

Jenny (Bat)

Jenny is meant to be a supermodel who is secretly an assassin. I wanted to give her a look that was reminiscent of her earlier outfits, but less complicated for her to do her job in every day. Also, as she turns into a bat, I wanted to make her look like a character you’d meet in a Vampire: The Masquerade game.

Mitsuko (Boar)

Momma’s back from the first game! She was a shopkeeper/fishmonger in the originals, I wanted to update her to be a modern older lady shopkeeper, trying to hang on to some youthfulness, but still big and beefy as ever. And I gave her shop a cute boar logo, maybe it sells pork buns!

Stun (Beetle)

Stun was interesting, I didn’t want to change him much looks-wise. I mostly wanted his outfit to be less complicated, and more mysterious. I also didn’t want it to be too flashy, but some of my choices were based on his fighting style being pro wrestling, so his shin guards and knee pads are meant to evoke that a bit.

Long (Tiger)

I wanted to simplify Long’s look a lot, he often wears very elaborate traditional outfits due to his fighting style. I wanted a version of him that was more of a “street fighter” if you will. Last minute I also had the idea to give him claws. I thought maybe if a highly skilled martial artist could transform into a tiger, they might teach themselves to fight with claws even when in human form.

#Bloody Roar #Fighting Game #Fan redesign #Fan Art #Redesign

[nerves-nebula]

making my text green cuz my tumblr is glitched and white text has decided not to show up.

You’re totally right about the whole “not talking to literally anyone else for 15 years” being kinda messed up, actually. but the thing about 2012 is that there maybe 2 other mutants out there by this point (as far as i remember) and we don’t find out about them until later in the show. so splinter would have no way of knowing about them. and one of them is tiger claw. so they Cant interact with people outside their family because they don’t know that there are others like them out there, and it’s not safe for mutant turtle children to go interacting with humans.

this is something i’m struggling with as well while attempting to make my own iteration 😭😭

yeah idk much about 2012 but i am aware that there is some mutant-racism stuff going on where its like, unsafe for them to leave. so LIKE I GET IT. but i also know how fucked it can make your perceptions of relationships.

i've heard donnie in 2012 is kind of weird/creepy about April (which im not excusing) but to be fair HOW COULD HE POSSIBLY BE NORMAL. you guys have no idea the kinds of fucked up shit you get in your head when the only people you interact with for years are your family and adults your parents know, who come over sometimes.

im personally not really interested in the whole mutant-racism angle of the story. it kind of exhausts me and i genuinely think that if someone saw the turtles above ground in new york they'd be like "that is a really dedicated cosplay" at most. new yorkers seem to have too much going on to give a shit, but idk i only went to new york once and i hated it.

maybe someone from new york can weigh in on that one!

#nnstuff #ask #tmnt #tmnt 2012 #child abuse tw

[snow-dxnce]

Muse Aesthetics

BOLD any which apply to your muse! Remember to REPOST! Feel free to add to the list!

[ COLORS ] red. brown. orange. yellow. green. blue. purple. pink. black. white. teal. silver. gold. grey. lilac. metallic. matte. royal blue. strawberry red. charcoal grey. forest green. apple red. navy blue. crimson. cream. mint green. lavender. copper. turquoise. amber. magenta. midnight blue. jade green. neon yellow. neon green. tan. 

 [ ELEMENTS ] fire. ice. water. air. earth. metal. spirit. rain. snow. wind. moon. stars. sun. heat. cold. steam. frost. lightning. sunlight. moonlight. dawn. dusk. twilight. midnight. sunrise. sunset. dewdrops.

[ BODY ] claws. long fingers. fangs. teeth. wings. tails. lips. bare feet. freckles. bruises. canine. acne. scars. scratches. wounds. burns. spikes. fur. feathers. scales. webs. eyes. hands. tongue. sweat. tears. feline. chubby-faced. curvy. short. tall. busty. normal height. muscular. makeup. piercing. tattoos. dimples. plastic surgery. dyed hair. painted nails. amputation.

[ WEAPONS ] fists. brass knuckles. sword. dagger. spear. arrow. hammer. shield. poison. guns. axes. throwing axes. whips. knives. throwing knives. pepper sprays. tasers. machine guns. slingshots. katanas. maces. staffs. wands. powers. magical items. magic. rocks. mud balls. claws. razors. fighting fans. batons (short sticks).

[ MATERIALS ] gold. silver. platinum. titanium. diamonds. pearls. rubies. sapphires. emeralds. amethyst. opal. topaz. jade. agate. bismuth. geodes. metal. iron. rust. steel. glass. wood. porcelain. paper. wool. fur. faux fur. lace. leather. silk. satin. velvet. denim. linen. cotton. charcoal. clay. stone. asphalt. brick. marble. granite. dust. glitter. blood. dirt. mud. smoke. ash. shadow. carbonate. rubber. synthetics. fool’s gold. fossils. sea glass.

[ NATURE ] grass. leaves. pine trees. maple trees. palm trees. bark. roses. daisies. tulips. lavender. lilies. hibiscus. petals. thorns. seeds. vines. roots. hay. sand. rocks. fungi. flowers. ocean. river. meadow. forest. desert. tundra. savanna. swamps. rainforest. petrichor. caves. underwater. coral reef. beach. waves. space. clouds. mountains. shooting stars. rainbows. auroras. fjords. canyons. floods. droughts. thunderstorms. tornadoes. hurricanes. tsunamis.  volcanoes. earthquakes. blizzards. meteors. constellations. comets. planets. seashells. driftwood.

[ ANIMALS ] lions. tigers. bears. wolves. eagles. owls. falcons. hawks. swans. snakes. turtles. ducks. bugs. spiders. birds. whales. dolphins. fish. sharks. horses. zebras. giraffes. cats. dogs. bunnies. cows. sheep. pigs. goats. frogs. snails. praying mantises. butterflies. bees. wasps. crows. ravens. parrots. peacocks. mice. rats. hamsters. lizards. werewolves. unicorns. pegasus. phoenix. dragons. foxes. llamas. camels.

[FOODS/DRINKS ] sugar. salt. candy. bubblegum. wine. champagne. hard liquor. beer. coffee. tea. kombucha. spices. herbs. apple. orange. lemon. lime. cherry. pineapple. strawberry. watermelon. bananas. mango. coconut. pomegranate. vegetables. fruits. meat. fish. pies. cakes. desserts. chocolate. vanilla. hazelnut. peppermint. cream. caramel. berries. nuts. cinnamon. popcorn. pretzels. soda. burgers. burritos. pizza. pasta. ambrosia. lasagna. peanut butter. curry. bacon. soup. cheese. avocado.

[ HOBBIES ] music. art. watercolors. gardening. smithing. sculpting. painting. sketching. fighting. writing. composing. cooking. baking. sewing. cosplay. training. dancing. acting. singing. martial arts. self-defense. electronics. technology. blogging. vlogging. cameras. video cameras. video games. computer. phone. movies. theater. libraries. books. magazines. cds. records. vinyls. cassettes. piano. violin. guitar. electronic guitar. bass guitar. harmonica. harp. woodwinds. brass. bells. sitar. keyboard. drums. percussion. marching band. drama. playing cards. poker chips. chess. dice. motorcycle riding. eating. climbing. running. partying. crafting.

[ STYLE ] lingerie. armor. cape. dress. tunic. vest. blazer. shirt. boots. sneakers. slip-ons. sandals. heels. leggings. trousers. jeans. shorts. skirt. jewelry. earrings. necklace. bracelet. ring. pendant. hat. crown. circlet. helmet. scarf. brocade. cloaks. corsets. doublet. chest plate. gorget. bracers. belt. sash. coat. jacket. hood. gloves. socks. masks. cowls. braces. tie. watches. glasses. sun glasses. visor. eye contacts. makeup. bowties. canes. bows.

[ MUSIC ] rock. pop. jazz. rap. r&b. hip-hop. funk. alternative. classical. trance. dubstep. edm. ebm. hardstyle. blues. latin. k-pop. j-pop. ambient. new age. metal. world fusion. dancehall. reggae. soca. punk. ska. singer-songwriter. folk. country. bluegrass. swing. opera. show tunes. a capella. minimalist. avant-garde. new wave. disco. baroque. symphonic metal. soundtrack. vaporwave. glitch. house. chillout. psychedelic rock. post-rock. cabaret. trip-hop. easy listening. trap. nightcore. indie. grunge. contemporary. black metal. metalcore. emo. screamo. rockabilly. parody. industrial. electro pop

[ MISC ] balloons. bubbles. fireworks. reflections. cityscape. cathedral. mosque. light. dark. candles. war. peace. money. power. percussion. clocks. photos. mirrors. pets. diary. fairy lights. madness. sanity. sadness. happiness. optimism. pessimism. loneliness. family. friends. assistants. co-workers. partner. enemies. loyalty. smoking. drugs. kindness. love. hugs. kisses. lies. angels. demons. fairies. elves. gnomes.

tagged by: No one! Went looking for dash games again <3

tagging: Steal it from me!

#dash game (something to pass the time...) #long post

[skinnyazn]

Welcome to Night City 🦾🚦

Cosplay & manip: skinnyAZN

#closet cosplay #my cosplay #my art #cyberpunk #cyberpunk 2077 #cyberpunk cosplay #tigerclaw #tiger claw cosplay #female v cosplay #v cosplay #photo manipulation #digital art #glitch art #cyberpunk aesthetic #aesthetic #art #video game cosplay #katana #night city

[chimericaldragonfly]

New Jade Spirit Collection masks in my Shopify shop! Oni are a kind of yokai or japanese demons. The samurai masks had the appearance of these mythological creatures. These masks are also inspired by Tyger Claws, a gang of night city (cyberpunk 2077 videogame). These masks can be used during larp, cosplay, renaissance festival, masquerade balls and other events.

#oni #mask #hannya #ogre #samurai #red #demon #yokai #tiger #tyger claws #cyberpunk 2077 #Burning Man #renaissance faire #masquerade #japanese #japanese folklore #folklore #resin #larp #cosplay #fang #ChimericalDragonfly #shopify #etsy #mythological creatures #myth #noh #masquerade ball #renfest #orc

[mammonswhore]

request: by @albedos-jacket

a/n: thank you for your request,I hope you have a wonderful day too <3

prompt: MC turns into a Sheep for the Paws & Claws event (first edition). Brothers react!

Brothers React to MC Turning into a Sheep for the Paws Event.

✒Lucifer

Laughing his ass off in private. He can't resist it,the human who more than once decided to test their luck with him was now a cute sheep.

He is a wolf so he takes the chance to flirt in a not very subtle way.

"I could eat you right now,MC."

It's on you to keep on flirting and maybe have Lucifer in a good mood for a couple of hours.

During the event he is not allowing any of the foods to include any type of lamb because he just can't bring himself to eat it.

If for some reason someone makes lamb and MC makes a joke about it,my man will loose it.

"Wait so this is what happened to the last exchange student? When is my turn to get eaten?"

"MC shut up now."

He is taking his chance and taking pictures of you,he just can't see you dressing up so cute and not wanting to keep a memory. Don't be mad he just loves you so much.

✒Mammon

He is going to try to get your wool to sell it. Probably the one who is the most invested on admiring the way you look and trying to make jokes about that to hide his embarrassment.

So happy that he can also refer to them as "his sheep" now.

"That's my sheep and mine only."

He is tiger and he is aware his instincts might tell him to hurt them so he is self aware of his strength and the danger he possess.

If you are feeling bold and confident enough that he won't do anything to you, you can make a move on him but beware of the consequences. Mammon in his usual self will probably blush and get full tsundere but he is a tiger now so be careful because it might get steamy.

Still he's very respectful (and keeps his instinct away as much as he can for your sake and his).

✒Levi

Look,MC is the cutest!

He is the one to point out that you are a sheep and offers to help you go away from the obvious predators around you (even tho he knows full well they will not hurt you).

Asks you a lot of questions to be sure you are feeling alright and that you are not facing any side effects or anything.

He makes sure to tell his brothers,Beel specially,that they cannot eat any type of lamb in front of you even if you don't mind it.

*worried Leviathan noises*

If you are okay with it,he is making you clothes that match your horns and little bell.

"MC,can we make a cosplay? you just need to sit there and l-look pretty I mean it's n-not l-like if you didn't look pr-pretty already!"

He is blushing every time you say something to him about his appearance,for sure.

Still makes it clear that he is 100% committed to keep you away from his brothers for """safety reasons"""

✒Satan

He is thrilled and is stunned by your majestic looks.

"Look at you,MC. So stunning yet so dumb to make the same mistake as we did."

He is joking (a little) and doesn't really think that you are dumb. He thinks that your dumb attitudes are because you spend a lot of your first time here with Mammon even if it's just your personality to be dumb sometimes.

He is taking you away for research purposes not because he wants to spend time with you,not at all.

He is a bashful mess,he is losing his facade every time your bell rings and he wants to hug you and caress your little horns as much as he can.

This little time you are a sheep he is a full time simp. As much as he would like to deny it,he is very much aware of his simping attitude and doesn't give a shit.

✒Asmo

He is a fluffy animal too and he wants to share the thrill with you.

He is buying costumes from Akuzon for you two.

As worried as he is about the whole situation,he is soothing himself and you with little details. Maybe a makeover or brushing your hair are the things that soothe him the most.

Not the type to make jokes about how you look because he knows it can feel a little odd to be out of your usual form when you don't have multiple forms like demons do.

He is trying his best to keep you two comfortable and gives you cute nicknames, "my beautiful sheep" "my dearest lamb" and "cute lamb" are his personal favorites.

Asmodeus feels at ease when he is with you so in this difficult times when he can just rest on your shoulder and be as calm as ever.

✒Beel

He is worried as fuck. He has never been the tyoe to overthink but now he was a nervous wreck at the sole fact of eating you on accident.

He knows he is not supposed to be able to eat you because a demon cannot hurt their master but he is not 100% sure if that still applies to this situation.

After some reassurance and a little bit of investigation he finds out that that still applies even when he is kind of a bear.

Prepare yourself for the best piggyback rides ever. Beel has more stamina now due to him being a bear and he needs to get it out one way or another and if workout is not leaving him as tired as it usually does,he knows he can go to you and that you will help him.

Beelzebub is 100% not eating lamb for a while now. Every other type of meat is okay but not lamb,at all.

If you make jokes about eating lamb in the future,he might as well not eat it consciously because he will remember the whole thing and feel guilty.

✒Belphie

Yes,he is living his best life now.

"Hey MC,would you mind to sleep with me? Because you know you are fluffy and warm,we could have a good nap now."

You two are making pillow forts and pretend that the brothers want to eat you and he has to protect you inside of the pillow fort.

Probably the brother who is less worried about you being a sheep,it doesn't even matter to him. He loves you anyways so he loves every single variation you might have.

He is a fox but he is not letting himself even think about the possibility of eating you or even hurt you,he is still lazy and he is still very ashamed of his past actions towards you.

He might be a little self conscious when you two are curling up inside the pillow fort and starts rambling to himself but then he remembers that you are not afraid,that you could just walk away to one of his other brothers who would not hurt you being in their animal forms but you didn't.

#it took me so long to finish this omg anyways here it is lmao obey me obey me headcanons #obey me leviathan #obey me #obey me headcanons #obey me imagines #obey me lucifer #obey me mc #obey me mammon #obey me asmodeus #obey me belphegor #obey me satan #om! belphegor #om! leviathan #om headcanons #om! mammon #om! headcanons #om! lucifer #om! satan #om! beelzebub #om! mc #obey me solmare #obey me shall we date #obey me beelzebub #obey me scenarios

[ixhunter489]

Sims 4 Fox Ears And Tail

Fox Ears And Tail Cosplay

Sims 4 Fox Ears And Tail

These sims were made using Nrass Master Controller. The muzzle were made by increasing the sliders via Nrass. They should work in your game and show up with the muzzles/details even if you don't have Nrass installed. However if you wish to change their Werewolf faces in the Chin, Jaw, Nose or Mouth category you will need Nrass With increased sliders otherwise the sliders will snap back into the default position when you try and edit them. More info about the muzzle editing and creating process can be found Here About the sims!! -These sims were saved with a custom content skin and custom content accessories. These sims do not contain the skins or accessories. You will need to download the Required Custom Content (Skins, Ear Height Slider, Alien leg slider and the Recategorized Camkitty Claws and Teeth) listed below, for them to function and look correct in game. -To have a working werewolf outfit (Everyday 2 Outfit) You will need to download the Optional Custom Content (Wolf Feet and Tail, Fox Tail, lizard feet and tails, Dreadlock Hair, Oni horn, Whiskers And Tiger Stripe Pattern) listed below. -These sims were made with a fully customized werewolf form and an additional Everyday 2 Outfit. The werewolf form using the provided (recategorized Camkitty Teeth and Claws) applies to your sim wolf teeth and claws when they transform into a werewolf. Changing into the Everyday 2 Outfit applies werewolf feet, tails and whiskers on your sim completing the werewolf look. (Please note pictures) (When in game Transform you sim into a werewolf and apply Everyday 2 Outfit.) -The Recategorized Camkitty Claws and Teeth are Camkitty'sWerewolf Face Set (Teeth) and Wolf Claws For All. I Edited the Custom content by recategorizing it. Originally the “Werewolf Face Set (Teeth)” were categorized as accessory Glasses and I changed them to accessory Dental. The “Claws for all” were categorized as accessory rings and I changed them to be accessory glove. This was done because the game only allows you to apply certain accessory to the werewolf form. The game will only allow accessory dental and accessory glove to be applied to a werewolf any other accessories will have to be added via an additional outfit. To have a werewolf that can transform and have their teeth and claws appear you will need the Recategorized Camkitty Claws and Teeth found under 'Download Files' of this Post. (Please note picture) -Provided to you are Blank Werewolf Bases which are saved sims with their Human and Werewolf form exactly the same (Please note picture above in thumbnail gallery). Theses sims are great for making custom werewolves and are available for your own creative endeavors. Custom Content Used: Nrass Master Controller Here Required Custom Content /You will need: (Zachs Anomaiy Fantasy Anthro Skin/ Skin keys and previews: Fox ,Tiger ,Wolf ,Dragon ,Amoraq / Download Here ) Ear Height Slider by Sage Alien Leg Slider By OneEuroMutt (Direct link to download ) Recategorized Camkitty Claws and Teeth found under 'Download Files' of this Post. Optional Custom Content if You want working werewolf outfits: CC for Wolf, Fox and Tiger Wolf Feet For All By Camkitty Specific CC for Werewolves Wolf: Tail- Wolf Tails For All by Camkitty (please note: this cc requires Ambitions to function) Fox: Tail- Fox Tails by Tehmango ( White Fox Tail by NG sims3 /Direct Link to Download) Tiger: Tail- Cat Tails by Tehmago: Female, Male, Child Tiger Stripe Pattern- Animal print 13 by anahirocio (Will need pattern for tiger tail) Whiskers- ( The Cat's Whiskers By Psycho / Download: Male, Female) CC for Both Dragon and Amoraq Lizard Feet (from 'Download Files' of Reptilians) By Camkitty Lizard Tails For All By Camkitty Specific CC Dragon: Hair- (Ava Dragon- Nouk Dreads Updo by Sávio ) (Argon Dragon- Experienced Dreads by aikea guinea ) Horns- Oni Horns by Mitarasi (alternate download provided by sweetdevil ) To help download the correct skins for the characters: Vianna Wolf and Victor Wolf - Simien_ANUBIS_SkinbyZach Rex Jackal and Reve Jackal - Tundra_ANUBIS_SkinbyZach Bella Hound and Butch Hound - Timber_ANUBIS_SkinbyZach Rebecca Fox and Ryan Fox - Fox Skin Ava Dragon- DragoJet Argon Dragon- DragoSlate Seria Amoraq- ForestAddle Soren Amoraq- OceAddle Dian Tiger and Dean Tiger - TigerLord skin (Please note: That Wolf and Fox skins are interchangeable with each other and with their bases. The Dragon and Amoraq bases and skins are interchangeable with one another. The tiger skin and bases are not interchangeable to the wolves, foxs, Dragons or Amoraqs bases or skins.) Recommendation for Customization Custom Content Lists: -Sims3 Custom Content sites and Downloads (Contains Horns and Wings masterlist) -All Animal Ears and Tails Accessories in the Sims3 Custom Content Universe -Mythical Categories (A list of mythical creature CC) -General Fantasy/ Sci-fi Cosmetics and Accessory's Do it Yourself Custom Slider Made Ears: -Zach's Anonomaly Fantasy Anthro Skin Tutorials (please read: Instructions, *Slider Set Up*, You will need) -Wolf, Jackal, Fox and Hound Ears Instructions -Usagimi, Nekomimi, Inumimi or Bunny, Dog, Cat Ear Instructions Other Dreadlock Hairs: Savio-Nouk Dreads Updo Longer by MurfeeL Nouk loose dreads hairstyle by Savio Poses Used: Tinu - Pose Pack 04 Here Noted glitches: -Since these bases are not default to the game the game tries to override them the best way to avoid losing your custom werewolf is TO SAVE THEM TO SIM BIN this will save you so much stress in the long run. -There is a glitch when werewolves eat, with the food they are eating not lining up or going into their mouths. This is majorly due to the werewolf mouth depth. To achieve snout and teeth the mouth depth had to be increased exponentially. This glitch doesn't affect all eating and is specific to certain food/ food eating animations. -A common glitch with werewolves and is not specific to my bases is werewolf eyes no longer glowing, this has something to do with saving and leaving the game and can be fixed by resetting the sim using Nrass. (Note: resetting these werewolf bases is fine as long as you have them saved to sim bin for insurance purposes.) Thank you for taking a look at my Characters Custom Content Included: - A re-categorized version of Werewolf Face Set (Teeth) and Wolf Claws For All by Camkitty at MTS2 Additional Credits: All credit for the Amazing skins goes to Zach Anubis/ Zachs Anomaiy! All credit for the Wolf Claws and Wolf Teeth goes to Camkitty!

Fox Ears And Tail Cosplay

Sims 4 Fox Ears And Tail

Leave them in the comments. I dont take requests!(I will focus this channel on superpowers and health.) you can also mail me at Sirensublimin. Criminal is a career track in The Sims series. 1 The Sims 1.1 Chance Cards 2 The Sims 2 2.1 Adult Promotion Levels 2.2 Teen/Elder Promotion Levels 2.3 Adult Chance Cards 3 The Sims 2 (console) 4 The Sims 3 4.1 Promotion Levels 4.2 Evil Branch 4.3 Thief Branch 4.4 Glitches 4.5 Gallery 5 The Sims 4 5.1 Career Levels 5.1.1 Boss Branch 5.1.2 Oracle Branch 5.2 Sims in the Criminal Career 6 Trivia 7.

[yes-another-obey-me-blog]

Gn mc if you can. And may i get your personal headcannons for a mc that was affected by the paws and claws potion and turned into a sheep? Like fluffy hair, ears and tail?

Yes! I shall!

GN Mc as a sheep and the brothers reactions!

Aside from the occasional dirty eye at Satan and Mammon over destroying the antidote, all was well in the Hall of Lamentation. Belfie was cuddled up with his tall taking a nape, Beel went to raid the kitchen, Asmo was taking selfies and blowing up Devilgram with is "cute looks", Satan was watching the fish on the TV occasionally batting at them, Levi was looking up anime characters he could possibly cosplay with his current looks, Mammon was chasing a lazer light, and Lucifer was watching you tease Mammon with said lazer light. All was calm. Untill you felt a pain in your stomach, it felt like you stomach was twisting in knots. Then your head started throbbing, your body started to ache.There was a sudden Pop! And your pain was gone. Reaching up to grab your head you hands brushed against something fluffy? And why did you suddenly want to eat grass?

".....Oh no....." apparently eating grass wasn't the only instinct you gained. You were the prey in a den of predators. So you did the natural thing.

You ran.

Lucifer.

- This really appealed to his inner (and outer) wolf. He was up and running before you disappeared around the corner.

- You could hear his footsteps pounding as he chased after you, looking over your shoulder you yelped and kicked it to high gear. He was less than an arms length away, and the look in his eyes, that wasn't the prideful first born. That was a wolf on the hunt.

- Your mistake was making a break for your room, Lucifer already knew that, so when you went to make the turn he was ready. He grabbed you by the shirt and pulled you into him. The first thing he did was bite your neck staking claming you as his. You whimpered when he pulled his teeth out, mean while he cooed and licked at the mark.

- After he finished treating the bite he carried you to his room and sat you on his bed. He climbed on to of you and started to kiss down you body and stopped when he reached you bottoms, he put his fingers around the waist band and tugged them down, he smirked when you whimpered.

" What sounds can you make for me my little lamb? Just let this wolf devour you, you won't regret it trust me."

Mammon.

- He knew what was happening when you dropped the lazer light and he was ready to pounce. The minute you two locked eyes he was ready and when you ran he flipped the coffee table and chased you down.

- He will sabotage his brothers to make shure they can't reach you. Will throw things at them, trip them, wack them with his tail, he will do just about anything.

- There's no elgagance when he catches you, it was a full on leap tackle and carried you to his room. No way in Devildom was he taking you to your room where all his brothers were going.

- Once he has you in his bed, he rips off your shirt and kisses and sucks on your neck. As he's doing this he keeps purring and mumbling about how he finally has you.

" I want you, I want you so bad, lamb please just give your self to me. I promise it won't be bad, just give yourself to me please. Just be my lamb, just be all mine."

Levi.

- Levi was the one to attack his brothers, holding back Asmo he screamed for you to run. His voice would reverberate around the room with his comand. There is no urge to hunt you. Instead, his instincts demand him to protect you.

- After taking Asmo down he went for his older brothers as they were the ones closest to you. With strength only the third born could have, he plowed through his brothers to grasp your hand. Quickly, he would usher you into his room.

- If any of his brothers were to follow, he would plant his feet firmly on the ground with soft stomps. Then he would lower his head to flash his horns at his brothers, warning them that he won't hesitate to fight.

- You notice he doesn't seem to sit down for hours as he paces the room. Giraffes almost never sleep on the ground, feeling too vulnerable to take more than a six minute nap for fear of predators. Levi won't let himself rest, not when he has you to protect.

" You doing alright? I really don't know what came over me back there, sorry if I scared you. Just no I'm not gonna hurt you Mc, that's the last thing on me mind."

Satan.

- After recovering from taking a coffee table to the shins, he was at Mammon's heels hissing and clawing at him with the full rath of house cats across the dementions.

- After separating the tiger from you, he makes sure to rub up against you. He covers you head to toe with his scent because you are HIS, and his scent is the only one allowed on you.

- He will take you to his territory after you're drenched in his scent. You aren't going anywhere anytime soon, he will bring you food himself and make sure it wasn't touched by anyone else.

- As long as you're within his sights he can relax and lay his head in your lap, because you are warm and you are his pillow now. He demands it with grumpy growls when you startled away the first time.

" Hey Mc, can you take your clothes off? I'm tired of senting your clothes this time I want to sent your body. Who knows maybe one your clothes off we can do more."

Asmo.

- He may be a panda, but don't forget he's a bear. Underneath that cute cuddly appearance is a bear that wants a chance at seducing this cute little sheep.

- He'll be the one who offers to help Mc after they tire out of running from his brothers. Stating he's in control of himself, this is a lie.

- He's the one who'll talk to you so sweetly and softly, he's not one to chase his prey he wants his prey to come crawling and begging for his attention. And he's not one to get his hands dirty.

- After Mc is convinced and goes into his room they're not coming out till he's had his fill. Not one to waist time your clothes are shredded, and your pinned to his body.

"Oh Mc~, your so cute like this, from your soft little ears to your fluffy tail~. Ne ne, do you mind if I take some pictures of you like this? Don't worry I'm not going to post these, these are only for me."

Beel.

- In retrospect running to the kitchen wasn't the best idea especially since Beel was currently filling his bottomless stomach. With a deep inhale he pulled his head out of the fridge and started your way.

- Running wasn't really an option, Beel has long legs, a long reach, and speed on his side. Before you could move you were in his embrace, pinning you to him he started purring and licking at your sheep ears.

- His tongue was bigger and rougher in his current form and every time he hit a sensitive spot you'd let out a Yelp and start to blush. He'd laugh and continue to lick at the spot.

- Every time his brothers came to the door he'd grip you and growl, this was his den and only you could be here. He would protect you (and the fridge) from intruders.

" When I lick here you really start to squirm does it hurt? No? Then does it feel nice? Alright, then I won't stop, I won't stop until I've gotten my fill of you."

Belphie.

- Belphie was crafty, he laid traps for all his brothers and started his hunt. He enjoyed taking his time to hunt you down, slowly going from room to room calling for you.

- He was really shocked you weren't in your room, why wouldn't prey go to their one safe spot. Then again if he was here then how safe was it really.

- With a huff he continued to hunt you down, stomping down the hall he glanced around and saw your tail out of the corner of his eyes. With a smirk he followed you up the steps.

- So this is were you've been hiding, in his attic claiming it as your own. Well at least you made the catching part of the hunt easy for him, but your going to pay for making him walk around for hours hunting you. Wrapping his tail around you he woke you up.

"Hey Mc, nope don't even try getting up, you've been hiding in this attic and your not leaving it yet. I really need a nap and your the perfect pillow to help me. But don't think your off the hook yet, you're going to pay for making me hunt you for hours. Oh don't look so scared, I'll be gentle...at the start.

A/n

I finally finished it, this took so long and I had a friend help me with it, but I finally did it.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me! #obey me swd #shall we date #obey me belphegor #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me beelzebub #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me asmodeus #obey me hcs #obey me x you #obey me x reader #obey me x mc

[kittycatsydney]

I picture you as a Japanese sword master with ninjutsu skill using hand and feet brace-claws to hover silently, affixed to a cieling for 5 hours waiting for the rest of the household to attain deepest REM sleep and the external (already-bypassed) guards to grow weary near the end of their uneventful night shift for the moment when you shift the angle of your metal alloy claws to drop silently next to your deep sleeping rich entitled and evil - exploitative - human quarry (who happened to snore loudly for the first two hours, and therefor would have been an error to assassinate too soon into the night) and wield the short, wood-hilt dagger you had clutched between your teeth all that time with the signature Flute Of The Fallen Tiger jugular cut (which releases a blood-spray that actually creates a melodic tone from the spurt pressure) . . . then to easily bypass guards back to the clanhouse for debriefing and payment <3 [but all super hot looking at the same time, no doubt]

Wellll I’m a big cosplay fan. And i thank you for the compliment.

[kuchenprince]

Gardienne trying to Closet Cosplay 10 - Sky High (Tiger & Bunny)

Items 👇

Hair

Tindere

Socks

Summer Faery Ankle Bracelets

Feral Nomad Leg Bands

Shoes

Moon Warrior Shoes

Disco Ice Skater Skates

Magicold Girl Shoes

Bottoms

Bells Bearer Skirt

Mischievous Trickster Pants

Hand Accessories

Secret Ingredient Bracelets

Athena’s Legacy Jewelry

Diva Kitsune Bracelets

Tops

Frozen Soldier Breastplate

Twisted Harpy Top

Elven Armor Chest Plate

Coats

Sword And Roses Shoulder Pads

Mischievous Trickster Cape

Petrifying Empress Shoulder Pads

Gloves

Cream Of Fashion Gloves

Winter Warrior Gloves

Pure Bride Gloves

Necklaces

Eagles Pride Necklace

Evil Succubus Necklace

Dresses

Short Dress

Hats

Holy Knight Helm

Valkyrie Spirit Helmet

Mischievous Trickster Helmet

Face Accessories

Veiled Claws Mask

Belts

Diva Fenghuang Belt

Warrior's Maid Winged Belt

#eldarya game #eldarya gardienne #eldarya guardian #eldarya outfit #sky high #tiger and bunny sky high #Keith Goodman #tiger and bunny Keith Goodman

[nelllraiser]

cat burglar | sasha & nell

LOCATION: a warehouse in the bend. PARTIES: @sasha-r-blog​ & @nelllraiser.  SUMMARY: sasha takes it upon herself to stop a break in, and nell is on the wrong end of the matters.  CONTAINS: gun use, gun violence

Another day another dollar was all the witch could think of as Nell lurked outside of an oversized warehouse in The Bend. The human bounties were especially boring to go after seeing as they lacked any upper hand in comparison to magic. At least when she was on the tail of someone supernatural she knew there was an element of surprise- or at least something to keep her on her toes. But money was money, and she still enjoyed bringing in the assholes who skipped out on their bail. Tonight was no different as she peered into one of the windows that paneled the outside of the building, just barely clearing the edge of it so that she might duck down if her quarry glanced her way. Thankfully, he seemed far too busy with counting the pallets that littered the place, scratching his head every now and then while he jotted numbers down in a notebook. All it would take was a simple sleeping spell and he’d be out like a light. But first she needed to get closer, perhaps get a better idea of what exactly it was he was doing in this shitty warehouse. If he were up to no good once again and repeating his criminal past, she wanted to know it about it. Carefully, she pushed her palm against the glass of the window before uttering a quiet spell, and in a moment it had melted away like water, pooling in a puddle on the ground beneath her. While the liquid glass settled, she hooked a leg over the frame of the window as gently as she could, being careful not to make a sound as she made her entrance.

The Bend seemed like the perfect place to look for crime, or at least Sasha assumed it was. In all the movies she’d watched it was usually run down places like where all the criminal stuff happened. So with her makeshift costume on and her change of clothes tucked neatly into her backpack, she made her way there. It didn’t take long to find a good place to perch and keep a lookout. There was a tall, flat roofed brick building at the corner of the block that seemed abandoned. And with a few well placed jumps and some careful footwork she found herself alone at the top, with a good amount of the Bend visible to her. So that was a good start to the night. Unfortunately, it seemed like the promising vantage point wasn’t leading to much. The neighborhood was surprisingly quiet. Sasha did spot a few people, some teenagers meeting up before heading into an alley. But upon closer inspection they were just making out, and Sasha decided to keep her lunch rather than continuing to watch to make sure some murderer didn’t jump out at them. They were probably fine.

It wasn’t until an hour or two later that another bit of movement caught Sasha’s eye. Across the street, next to a large warehouse, was a woman. Sasha moved to the edge of the roof, watching as the woman peaked through the window. Okay, that was suspicious. There were plenty of buildings here that from a quick glance seemed abandoned. But this one, despite seeming run down, at least had intact windows. So probably still in use? Maybe Sasha should have done some research before coming here. But either way, the way the woman was glancing in was clearly suspicious. If it was just some abandoned building to sneak into, why all the weird snooping? Sasha was about to lower herself onto the fire escape for a better view, when she felt a buzzing against her back. Shit. Fumbling with her backpack, Sasha quickly grabbed her phone and turned it to silent. 

Stupid rookie mistake, she should have just left her phone at home. When she turned back toward the woman, the glass in the window was gone, and the suspicious woman was lifting herself into the frame. Cool, good to know that the phone had distracted Sasha so much she completely missed the woman breaking the glass and almost getting inside. That could have been useful info. What if the woman had a crowbar on her to break the glass? Or a gun? Okay, Sasha was pretty sure she would have heard a gun go off even while distracted, but still. She took a deep breath and steadied herself before heading down the fire escape. When she was half way down she took another deep breath, and vaulted over the edge onto the street below, trying her best to land just as she practiced. Classic superhero landing pose, though more Spider Man than Iron Man, she wasn’t about to fist bump the pavement and break her only weapon. 

Despite Sasha’s strangely quiet landing, her clearing throat as she held the pose was likely audible. 

Nell couldn’t help but be paranoid as the hairs of her neck prickled directly before the clearing of a throat sounded behind her. The sound made her jump, though it wasn’t out of fear so much as a gut reaction of defense, head whipping around to look at whatever it was that had disturbed her. In the same movement, she drew a knife from it’s concealed hiding place on her body, brandishing it in front of her and placing it between herself and...what the fuck? Was there some sort of convention in town that she didn’t know about? That was the first thought in the witch’s mind as she took in the rag-tag ensemble before her, eyes not even sure where to land first on the strange mixture of clothing choice. Raking her gaze over the overflow of tiger printed spandex and fake leather, somehow the most confusing thing about the get-up were the razor-sharp teeth that were printed where the person’s mouth should be, stretched over the features that they hid. Where even to begin? “You know if you need some more quality cosplay my dad has an Etsy and worked the professional costume circuit in Vegas for years,” was the only thing she could think to whisper in the direction of this newly appeared enigma. Nevermind that she wasn’t exactly speaking to her father at the moment. 

The rustling of the man moving inside the warehouse was what pulled Nell’s attention away from the knock-off cat-man that had spawned from seemingly nowhere, and she was quickly reminded of why she was here. “Look- can you go play somewhere else?” she hissed under her breath towards the newcomer, not particularly keen on having her bounty disturbed. The words weren’t meant to be demeaning, as Nell truly and simply had no idea what to do with the train wreck that had stuck their nose into her business. What a cosplayer was doing in the middle of the Bend, she hadn’t the faintest idea— but she wasn’t going to let them get in her way. “I’m kinda busy.”

As the woman turned around to look at her Sasha began to rise to her feet and- oh shit, she had a knife! Sasha froze up at the sight of the suddenly brandished weapon. But it was fine, it was cool. Sasha had her own set of knives too. Or rather, The Claw did. 

The woman’s whispering sounded loud and clear in Sasha’s sensitive ears and made her stop right before making her heroic declarations to put down the knife. “I-I’m not a cosplayer and this isn’t some sort of game...”

That sounded cooler in her head, but Sasha continued to stare down the woman. If she was randomly pointing a knife at her that had to mean she was a criminal. Sasha put one of her hands out to the side, fingers curled, ready to summon her claws at any moment. Come on, you can do this.

“I’m The Claw, and I’m here to put a stop to your break in! What’s in there? Money, valuebles, a stockpile of illegal weapons? Whatever it is, you better make your peace with never getting your hands on them.”

Yeah... yeah! I’ve got this! She’s gotta be scared now. 

The somewhat puzzled yet exasperated expression on Nell’s features only grew more scrunched as the mysterious figure spoke. It was a girl. That much she could initially tell from the voice. She’d already parted her lips to ask what exactly the masked interloper was doing here when the knock-off Catwoman spoke again, and the witch’s eyebrows shot skyward in disbelief. “The Claw?” she echoed, a hint of unshared delight entering Nell’s tone. Who the hell ran around in spandex calling them themselves the Claw? She couldn’t stop the quiet chuckle that pressed past her lips as the rest of the girl’s words sank in. “I’m not breaking in. Well- I am breaking in, but I’m not the shitty person here. Make my- make my peace?” Nell sputtered in her continued amusement. “Babe- I hate to be the one to tell you this- actually I don’t really hate it, but-” Her sentence wouldn’t find it’s end as another voice rang out, Nell’s target apparently having overheard enough of their shared noises to finally take notice of the two young woman loitering in his warehouse window.

“Hey!” He called out, already taking angry strides in their direction. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing here?” he demanded, reaching for some unseen weapon that resided in the inner pocket of his jacket.

The woman was...laughing... at The Claw. Sasha's heart sank, but she tried to replace the feeling with annoyance. The Claw wouldn’t get upset, so Sasha wouldn’t either. She would prove this woman wrong. This woman who apparently didn’t know what a superhero was. This woman who also just admitted to breaking in, as matter of fact! So yeah, even if she laughed at her that wasn’t going to stop Sasha from stopping this criminal. 

Sasha opened her mouth to speak, to cut off whatever excuse or taunt the stranger planned to throw at her, only for another voice to cut both of them off. In the window frame appeared a man, mid 30ss, not exactly friendly looking. Okay so that guy didn’t seem super happy but he also probably just didn’t get that Sasha was trying to help.

“Don’t worry!” She said, putting out a hand, her words faltering slightly when she saw him reaching for something in his jacket. “I’m here to stop this robber from breaking in. I’ve got it under control.”

Truly, Nell hadn’t intended to laugh in a malicious manner, but it was simply too bizarre to witness a self-proclaimed ‘hero’ running around White Crest, fighting crime and toting names such as ‘The Claw.’ She supposed in concept it wasn’t too bizarre. After all White Crest was in desperate need of as much help as it could get. But a masked do-gooder was a far cry from those she usually cleaned up the messes around this town. After all it wasn't as if hunters were running around in capes and hoods. Or...herself for that matter. Of course she’d never consider herself a hero in any sense of the word. She was fairly certain the people that Sasha was trying to emulate didn’t go around torturing sacrifices to bring their loved ones back from the dead. 

Nell’s head whipped around as Sasha and the man’s eyes met, and a frown was quick to turn her lips southwards as she saw him reaching for whatever he was concealing beneath his jacket. While Sasha spoke, Nell did her best to stay between the bounty and The Claw, a threatening and far more serious tone coming from her lips. “Don’t,” she commanded, the words meant both for the criminal and the attempted hero. 

“Or you’ll what?” The grungy man replied with a rough tone as he pulled a gun from its hiding place, training it on both the girls- dipping back and forth between them. “What are two little girls gonna do about it?” 

Nell kept her eyes trained on the man before saying, “Or I’ll start with breaking every finger in your hand, and then see if I wanna start on your other one.” As for The Claw… “You’ve got it wrong- he’s the piece of shit. I’m here to collect his bounty.”

Sasha froze at the sight of the gun, and just as quickly as it was pointed at them the woman moved between her and the man. It took too long for her to process, she should be quick on her feet, she knew that. What hero let someone come between them and a bullet?

“Bounty?” Sasha hated the way her voice squeaked up an octave, but to be fair, this was the first time she had seen a gun in real life and they were about two seconds from getting a much closer look if things kept up. “But you-”

Sasha may have misinterpreted things here. Were bounty hunters even legal? She guessed they weren’t any more illegal than a vigilante. She didn’t really have a good concept of them outside of action movies, and things were getting pretty actiony right now. 

She had barely heard the man speak, barely processed what the woman said either. But suddenly the man moved his hand again, a glint of metal catching in Sasha’s eyes. In hindsight, maybe it was just another threatening motion to get them to back off. But in a panic Sasha felt herself rushing past the woman. She wasn’t thinking. Maybe she should have. The next thing she knew one of her clawed hands was digging into the forearm of the man, the jacket sleeve torn and likely the skin under it as well. She didn’t hear the man's reaction, just an ear shattering bang as the gun hit the ground and misfired into the sidewalk. Sasha could only hear high pitched ringing after that, but she could see the man shout in pain and her grip on his arm tightened reflexively, as if he might pick up the gun somehow or draw another. 

“No!” Nell yelled as The Claw darted towards the man, eyes wide as she watched the girl make her attack, certain she was going to hear a gunshot pop off at any moment. And then a matching red would bloom on The Claw’s costume, staining the stripes as they seeped the girl’s life away. But no such thing happened. There was a bang, and Nell flinched as the bullet ricocheted to god knew where, and then it seemed The Claw was firmly latched onto the man’s gunarm. Had the girl brought hidden knives as well? But Nell hadn’t seen her draw them. The speed and high stakes of the situation didn’t allow for a closer look before she too was moving in on the man, fast and controlled in her approach as she kicked the man’s legs out from under him while he was distracted by The Claw. He landed hard on the warehouse floor, a grunt of pain falling from his as Nell planted a firm kick in his side once he was down. “I said, don’t!”

In the next moment, Nell tugged at her magic, using it to bend the man’s fingers into unnatural angles and making good on her promise of breaking them. While his yell filled the concrete walls, she grabbed at his wrists, taking special care to press down on the digits she’d just snapped, drawing a pair of handcuffs from a pocket and clicking them soundly around him. “Alright- okay,” she began, turning towards The Claw with a frown now that the man was no longer a threat. “Do you believe me now?” Gone was any of Nell’s previous amusement. 

Sasha only had her claws dug into the dude’s arm for a moment before the woman kicked his feet out from under him. Sasha didn’t try to keep her grip. She watched him fall and felt the sticky blood coating her hands. Oh god, gross. Her first instinct was to try to wipe the stuff off on her pants, but she really only had one of these costumes. So instead she held her clawed hand away from herself awkwardly as the woman kicked and cuffed the man.

Wait, how had she broken his fingers? Sasha blink, wondering if her eyes were playing tricks on her. Maybe like the bang had messed with her ears, the flash of the fallen gun had messed with her vision. It looked like they had just snapped by themselves. But she didn’t have much time to think about it. When the woman turned and spoke it sounded as if her voice was coming through water, but Sasha could still make out the words. 

“I-I didn’t realize there were bounty hunters here. I just saw you trying to break in and I thought...” Sasha's heart was beating hard in her chest, but as the adrenaline faded she started to feel anxiety creeping in, past the normal confidence that she tried to show as The Claw. “I didn’t realize.” 

For a moment Nell simply watched Sasha in vaguely concerned confusion, taking in the way she was holding her hand away from herself, apparently not all that accustomed to the blood she’d drawn. Another look towards the girl, and the witch could see something like shock beginning to grip The Claw’s body. It had been a couple of months since Nell had been reminded that not everyone was as accustomed to spilling blood and facing guns down, but as she looked at the costumed crusader— it was hard to miss the way her voice had changed, and Nell’s frustrated demeanour switched into something more sincere. “Hey- are you...alright? You can sit down or something if you need to. I have some water,” she said before turning to rummage in the bag she’d been carrying on her back, offering a water bottle soon after she located it. “You’re not hurt, right?” She hadn’t seen the man land a mark on the young woman, but what if that stray bullet hadn’t been all that stray, and Nell had missed it? WIth a quick and cursory glance over The Claw, Nell did her best to try and identify if she was bleeding anywhere. 

“Aren’t there bounty hunters everywhere?” Nell wasn’t entirely looking for an actual answer as she glanced once again toward the man they’d downed together. When he tried to open his mouth to speak, she granted him a warning growl before kicking one of his broken hands. Earning another howl of pain from the criminal. “Sorry- hold on,” she sighed at the girl before bending down to tug off the man’s beanie and stick it into his mouth as a makeshift gag. “There- now he won’t bother us, at least.” Taking some pity on the girl, she offered her name, hoping that might help set The Claw a little more at ease. “I’m Nell.” 

“I’m alright. I’m fine.” Sasha was fine. Mostly fine. She wasn’t hurt at least and the real bad guy had been taken down. But staring down a gun was a lot. Sasha took the water bottle, but realized she couldn’t risk taking off her mask to drink. Instead she poured a bit of it over her hand to clean it of blood, retracting her claws once they were no longer covered. 

“I’m not hurt I-” She stopped mid sentence as Nell roughly silenced the man. That was fine, all of this was fine. He was a bad guy after all. “I’m The Claw.” Wait, she had already told her that. “I um, thanks for the help. I’m sorry I thought you were trying the break in. I mean, you were, but you weren’t robbing anyone.”

She glanced down at the dude again. She didn’t exactly feel bad for him, not after threatening her and Nell. But at the same time she worried about how much she may have hurt him. “Do you do this a lot? Bounty hunting? I should probably know so I don’t mistake you for doing something bad when I’m out patrolling.” 

Nell didn’t intend to purse her lips at The Claw’s answer, but couldn’t help it as the other girl maintained that she was fine. The witch had heard that particular phrase more than once when it came to people reacting to the concerning outcomes of questionable experiences. If she were being entirely honest, she herself had used it on numerous occasions when she didn’t want to admit that something may not have been fine. But she wasn’t going to push the girl. “Alright.” At least she wasn’t hurt. Nell couldn’t help the way her eyes lingered on The Claw’s...well...claws as the girl poured water over them and her hand. So that had been how the damage was done? “That’s pretty neat,” she offered in a tone that she hoped was casual, nodding towards the girl’s hand. Was she a werewolf or something? What else had claws, but appeared to be human?

“Yeah, I remember,” Nell said with a tease in her voice, hoping to bring back at least a little levity to the situation. “The Claw. Pretty fitting I guess, isn’t it? Though...if you have more than one claw- shouldn’t you be The Claws?” A shrug later, and Nell was speaking again. “You helped, too. I mean you got the first hit on him.” Even though The Claw had successfully drawn blood and proven herself capable, Nell couldn't help the worry that was pooling in her stomach as she continued to watch the girl and listen to her mention attempted robbery. “You know...it’s pretty dangerous out here in White Crest. Also just in general. So what are you doing out here trying to stop supposed attempted robberies and shit?” Saving people in White Crest was an endless job, and more often than not you got hurt in the process. It was no surprise that Nell wasn’t keen on the thought of a spandexed and starry-eyed crusader making their way through the town’s problems. “But yeah- it’s my main source of income, so I’m generally sneaking around.” The word ‘patrolling’ only made Nell’s frown dip lower, concern continuing to grow in magnitude.

“It’s part of my powers,” Sasha said as she followed Nell’s gaze back towards her hand. “The Claws doesn’t roll off the tongue as much, I think my title is just fine.” Sasha couldn’t tell if Nell was making another jab at her, or just trying to lighten the mood, but at least the woman didn’t seem annoyed anymore. And that fact let Sasha relax slightly. 

“It’s my job. I’m here to protect White Crest.” Had Nell never heard of a superhero before? Even her reaction to seeing Sasha’s claws was weirdly nonchalant. “Not for money, not that there's anything wrong with helping for money. It is just my responsibility. I want to make sure the town is safe and those doing wrong are punished.” 

She tried to stand a bit taller, get back into the headspace of a hero. Like Nell said, she had just helped to take down a criminal. Maybe all the blood and guns was a bit unexpected but she had done it all the same. “I know White Crest is dangerous but I can handle it.” 

“Your powers…” Nell echoed as her gaze lingered on The Claw’s hands once more. It wasn’t exactly the word she would have used as she generally referred to the gifts of the supernatural community as ‘abilities’. Though she supposed it made sense for the girl to think of them as ‘powers’ if she was determined to run around playing superhero. “Are you...a werewolf?” Nell asked point-blank, seeing no other way around the question. She didn’t particularly feel like dancing around the subject, and they were the only humanoid creature she could think of in that moment that might employ their claws in such a way. 

“Your job?” Nell continued to question, not entirely sold on that description. “What do you mean by that? Why’s it your responsibility?” She could sympathize with wanting to make sure people were as safe as possible in White Crest, but she certainly didn’t consider it to be her job. It was just...something she was good at, and something she felt obligated to do. So where was this sense of duty coming from where it concerned The Claw? “Do you know?” Nell challenged, not entirely convinced. She couldn’t help but feel like she was somehow responsible for making sure this girl knew what she was truly getting into— the pain and heartbreak that lay down the line if she decided to take the weight of the world on her shoulders. “I know you wanna help- but it’s not always happy endings or whatever. Things go to shit. A lot.” And then years have passed and you don’t even know how you got here, but it’s too late to stop now. You can’t turn your back on people that need help. If Nell could spare someone the disillusionment she’d experienced over the last few years, and the bone-deep tiredness she felt half the time these days...she’d take that chance.

“I’m...no I’m not a werewolf.” Okay, Nell was clearly making fun of her now. “This isn’t some joke or silly halloween costume. It is my job. My responsibility. I have powers and I have to help people with them.” Sasha felt her face heat up. She wasn’t used to getting angry enough to raise her voice, and already she felt self conscious at it, clearing her throat and glancing back down at the cuffed man to avoid Nell’s questioning gaze.

“I know this town is dangerous. I can handle it. You don’t need to-” Treat me like a child. Act like I don’t know what I’m doing. Sasha clenched her jaw. She wasn’t going to argue. Nell had helped, but Sasha wasn’t going to try to explain this to her. 

“Are you taking him to the police?” Sasha motioned to the man. “Or wherever bounties go. I need to get back to my patrol.” It was a lie. Sasha was pretty sure she was going to head directly back to her dorm the moment she left Nell and sleep until she forgot about her annoyance and the gun going off and the feeling of blood between her fingers.

“I didn’t say it was any of that stuff,” Nell defended with a gut reaction, realizing she’d made a wrong step somewhere along the way. Certainly Nell had thought it to be a game at the beginning of their meeting, mistaking the girl for cosplay, but now she knew better. But if The Claw wasn’t a werewolf...what was she? Unless she simply didn’t know she was a werewolf. Maybe that was also a possibility. If that were the case, it would only fan the flames of Nell’s concern. How could the girl hope to save a world she didn’t have all the pieces of, and not get hurt in the process? “But you don’t,” Nell replied simply. “You don’t have to. Not if it gets to be too much or anything like that.” 

Nell recognized a stubbornness in the girl that was most likely mirrored in herself while The Claw defended her choices, and that only worried Nell more. But she also knew there was no sense fighting it if they were, indeed, alike in that trait. Any opposition would only be met with a stronger fight back. So if Nell couldn’t prevent the girl from taking a path that was rife with hardship, maybe she could at least help. “Fine,” was her short answer. “But if you have any questions— how can people contact you, anyway? Is there like a ‘The Claw’ twitter or something that you work off of?” If The Claw wouldn’t listen to her, then she’d simply have to settle for trying to keep an eye on the girl. 

The dismissal was obvious in the girl’s words, and Nell had no interest in overstaying her welcome at the moment. Besides, she did need to get this man back to the bail bonds agency. “I’m taking him,” Nell answered with her arms folded over her chest, not yet moving an inch. She usually utilized magic to get her bounties back to her employers, and though she’d already technically used magic in front of The Claw, she wasn’t about to do so again so openly when it seemed the other girl hadn’t noticed. “Good luck on your patrol.” She’d have to wait for The Claw to leave in order to finish her business here. 

But you were thinking it. You were thinking that I’m a joke. And you think that I can’t handle things either. But Sasha didn’t voice it. She didn’t want to get angrier at Nell, or vice versa, but it was already getting to that point. So she ignored the bounty hunter’s statement about what she knew she had to do or whatever, biting back a retort. Even the question about contacting her made Sasha irritated in the moment. She knew it was dumb, but it hadn’t been something she figured out yet since saving Connor and him asking her the same thing. Being reminded again that she had no easy way to contact someone without revealing who she was only made her worried that it would now come off as unprofessional to the bounty hunter. 

“I’m setting something up. Why don’t you give me your contact info and I’ll reach out to you if I need it.” A burner phone or some side account on something wouldn’t be hard, she just had to make sure it didn’t trace back to her. And behind the current annoyance and Nell, Sasha knew it would be smart to know how to contact her. Not that Sasha would need the help, but she didn’t want some weird bounty mix up to happen again. 

“Thanks.” Sasha said, unsure if Nell meant what she said about her patrol. At least she hadn’t detected any sarcasm in that, even if she seemed to want Sasha to get out of her hair soon.

Nell didn’t offer any more words as The Claw gave her a short answer, knowing that the peace between them was hanging by a thread. Instead she tucked a hand into her jacket pocket, magically summoning a piece of paper and pen from back home into her hand before bringing them back into sight. On the paper she wrote both her phone number, and the name ‘Penelope Vural’ before handing it over to the girl. “You can text me or find me on the town forum. Whatever works for you.” Friendship wasn’t on Nell’s mind as she offered the contact information, and instead she was hoping that she might be able to keep some sort of eye on the strange crusader. “Let me know if you ever need anything or whatever. Or have questions about who I’m after. Sometimes jobs take more than two hands...or claws, and I’m always down for action.” That was the best she felt she could do in making sure The Claw didn’t get herself killed, and without adding flame to the fire the witch had inadvertently built between them. 

Nell turned away from the self-made heroine, unable to bite her tongue any longer when the rock of dread was solidifying in her gut. She didn’t want to watch another person get hurt by White Crest, but she wasn’t about to stand by and let it happen either. When she turned to look over her shoulder, the other girl was already gone, and Nell hadn’t even gotten to give a well wishing of safety before the night air swallowed up The Claw. All she could think was that hopefully the town wouldn’t swallow the girl whole as well. 

#gun use tw #gun violence tw #wickedswriting #chatzy #ch:sasha #cat burglar

[cheshiremadd]

until she falls in love with me

AO3 Inspiration

Interlude: The Ladyblog

Here it is, folks! Last month’s non-akuma video submissions: The Convention Compilation!You guys sent in so much footage; so I’ll be posting a second compilation later in the week. Thanks for your support! - Alya Cesaire, Ladyblogger Extraordinaire

A group of people are down the street from the camera. They are all wearing black and all have blonde hair. The view turns 180 degrees to show Chat Noir. A cheshire grin and a wink, and he turns it back to the group. The camera bobs as he walks towards them. As he gets closer, it becomes clear that every person in the group is in a Chat Noir costume. They range from I-found-this-in-my-closet to well tailored, used-every-reference-image-the-Ladyblog-had-to-offer imitation. One cosplayer turns his head and catches sight of Chat. He waves and calls out, “Hey man, looks like your going to the con, too! Wanna join us?”

Everyone else turns and most wave or call out greetings. “Sure! Mind if I record?”

They all look at each other, shaking heads. The first one responds as he holds out a clawed hand. “I think we’re all okay with that. I’m Bertrand.”

“I’m Chat Noir!” The group laughs.

“Yeah, so are we!” One of the girls says, still laughing. She’s wearing a simple jeans and t-shirt, both black, and a cat ear headband in blond hair that looks more real than wig. “Woah, wicked costume! Are those the ears off Amazon? It’s great to know they actually work.”

The group starts walking again, and Chat follows with his camera. They chatter about which panels to see (Marvel vs Miraculous: What Comics Can Tell Us About Real Life Superheroes and Protagonist? Villain? Goofy Side-Kick? How to Recognize Your Role in Life and What You Can Do About It seem to be two favorites), make bets on what cosplays they’ll see the most of (“I’m telling ya, Bertie, there’s gonna be more Ladybugs!” “Chat’s costume is easier!”), and eventually moves to celebrity sightings.

“Guys, did you see?! Adrien Agreste is coming! He confirmed on Twitter this morning. Says he’s got his costume ready to go and everything!” He hops up and down in his excitement. “Do you think he’ll dress up as Chat Noir? I loved his work on the Ladybug and Chat Noir movie. His portrayal of Chat Noir was spot on! Do you think he’ll take a picture with me?”

“Don’t you mean ‘his portrayal was purrfect’?” Chat interrupted.

The teen smacks his palm to his forehead. “I can’t believe I didn’t think of that!”

Amid giggles, Black Jeans and a T-shirt speaks up again. “Okay, but is he a guest? Or a pleb like us? I’m sure that he isn’t going so he can be mobbed by fans, Matthieu.”

“It’s general knowledge that if you go to a convention in costume, people will want to take pictures.”

“It’s general courtesy to ask before you take pictures, and back off if he says ‘no’.”

“Of course!” Matthieu raises his hands in defense. “Of course I’d back off.”

A curious sound, almost like a heavy-duty fishing reel being released and drawn back in, comes over the video. Chat’s slightly awed muttering can barely be heard, “This is one of the best parts of my day..”, and then Ladybug is dropping gracefully on the other side of the multiple Chat Noirs.

“Hi everyone.” She gives a brief warm smile and then turns her attention to the person behind the camera. Her blue eyes are vivid and piercing. “Are you coming or what?” She waits for a moment, expecting an answer. The group trade confused looks. “Look, I know you hate overscheduled days, but I have a lot to do today, and if I don’t follow mine, I will end up disappointing someone.”

The silence continues. Black Jeans and a T-Shirt shifts from foot to foot. Tuxedo Chat wipes her hands on her pants. Professional Cosplayer Chat looks like he’s about to melt from Ladybug’s mere presence. The camera shifts and picks up a muffled snerk that the cosplayers don’t register.

“Uh, ma’am?” Bertrand starts, then cuts off as she looks at him. “...we’re, uh….None of us are actually Chat Noir.” He pauses a moment. “We’re.. cosplayers?”

She stares at him with an amused eyebrow and a barely-there smile. “I know my partner when I see him.” She glances back at Chat, and mischief dances in her eyes. “Alright, fine, but I’m enacting a penalty game.”

Ladybug shifts her weight into a more relaxed position. Brings her fingers to her chin as if stroking an invisible beard. “Hm...I’ll just have to find your Number 1 Fan and see if I can sway her my way.”

There’s a loud gasp. Chat and his camera begin moving to the front of the group.

“Nope! No! Not happening! Sorry, guys, it was fun, but there is NO WAY in HELL that I am letting that happen.”

“I’m sure it’d be so easy, too. She’s a fashion designer, isn’t she? All I’d have to do is show her how fantastic she’d look in red.”

Chat practically chokes. Ladybug looks smug.

“Bug. You have the Ladyblogger. You have Adrien Agreste, and Chloé Bourgeois. Jagged Stone. You can keep your 90% of Paris. But Marinette Dupain-Cheng is mine. You may not have her.”

“Hey! Jagged loves us equally. And it’s probably more like…” She seesaws her hand in approximation. “..78% of Paris.”

“Um…” The camera turns back to the cosplayers, who are wearing a variety of facial expressions. Mouth-gapingly dumbfounded. Disbelief. Confusion. Stars in the eyes excitement.

The feed cuts as they all ask for autographs.

-

"Mommy, look! It's Chat Noir!"

A small girl runs up and hugs him. She has a navy dress, red hair bow, and an orange bag.

“Élodie! You need to ask before you touch.” Élodie’s mom sounds both like she’s said this a hundred times today and like she thinks the scene is adorable. She steps around part of the crowd and into the camera view. Élodie immediately lets go

“Can..can I ha-have a hug?”

Chat Noir looks delighted. His eyes shine and his grin is threatening to overtake his face. He drops to his knees to better accommodate the four year old. “Absolutely!”

She’s squeezing him for all she’s worth, and he’s holding her as if she’s the most precious child in the world. Her mom quietly produces a phone and snaps a picture. She glances at the screen with a small smile. Chat only pulls back when Élodie does.

“You are the cutest Kiki!” Chat tilts his head. He’s still on his knees, at her eye level. “But where is your Jiji?”

Élodie lights up even more and paws for her bag. The black cat plush is proudly presented. Chat takes it, gingerly, and says, “Did you know that cats can talk to one another?”

The little girl nods enthusiastically, hanging on his every word. He lifts Jiji to his cat ears and closes his eyes. Tilts his head. ‘Listens’ for a moment. She squirms, doing a kind of butt wiggle like she can’t possibly contain her excitement.

Finally, Chat nods. “Mm-hm. I’ll be sure to pass the message on.”

She jumps once, twice, three times. Her little hands are clenched fists not quite hiding her mouth. “What’d he say? What’d he say?!”

“He says that he loves you. And also please stop hogging the blankets at night.” His smile turns teasing. “Are you a blanket hog?”

They talk for a few more minutes. She asks him every question under the sun (“Ca-can you really see when the sun goes down? Do you eat cookies? Could you tie up a dinosaur and a tiger?”). She touches his ears and tries to stop his tail from moving. Her last question has him tapping his chest and beckoning Ladybug closer with his other hand. Élodie looks to her mom, who nods and smiles, and lays her head where he indicated. Ladybug slips a hand into his hair and, with what is clearly practiced ease, begins scratching. His eyes droop and close. They stay paused for a moment, until Élodie shrieks with laughter, pulls away to tell her mom giddily, “He purrs, Mommy! Like Jiji!”, then goes back to hear again.

When the little girl and her mom finally go on their way, the cameraperson has scooted close enough to the heroes to catch one final exchange.

Ladybug, who hasn’t taken her eyes off her partner and his tiny fan the whole time, says “Chat, if you ever decide to have kids, you’re going to make the most incredible father.”

-

The previous scene ended with a red faced Chat Noir. And this scene starts with one.

The view zooms out to bring a full view of the dark haired Chat. Her costume is perfect, down to the honeycomb pattern on the fabric. Hair unbound and rockstar teased, blue cat eye contacts, clawed hands nervously twirling her belt-tail. She’s in a convention hall, surrounded by crowds of people. Some are in costumes like her, some in regular clothes.

“Are you livestreaming this?” Marinette says.

“Nope! But you can bet I’m putting it in this month’s submission compilation post. Your work deserves to be shown off!”

“Alyaaa, you’re making me blush!”

Alya laughs, then gasps as a giant space marine moves and reveals the real Chat Noir. “Chat! Chat Noir! Care to share a few words with the Ladyblog?"

He waves and works his way to them. He’s smiling brightly until Marinette turns to greet him, and he stops dead. His eyes widen and his mouth drops open. His face is now very, very red. He waves his hands like he’s trying to get something out and is having trouble, but then reigns them in, covering his mouth with one and putting the other to the opposite elbow.

“That’s, um,” His voice comes out high and squeaky. He clears his throat and tries again. “Wow. That’s wow. How, uh, how did you get the fabric to do that?”

She seems too stunned to answer for a moment. “L-lots of experiments. And practice. I had to do so much research on how fabrics are made.”

“Wow,” Chat says again. His eyes are roaming all over her form, taking in every detail.

“Hey, M, turn around. I want to get a good shot of you two!” The two jump a bit, but do as she asks and line up facing the camera. Standing next to him only exemplifies how exact her creation is.

Alya leads her impromptu interview with: “How long did it take you to make your outfit?”

“Mmm...six months or so, about when the presale tickets went live.”

“So long?” the superhero asks. He’s mystified.

Marinette just shrugs. “I knew that I’d have to work around school and commissions and other stuff, and I wanted to give the project the consideration it deserved.”

“What was the hardest part to recreate?” Alya asks.

Marinette laughs. “Definitely the fabric! I went through so many different types, trying to figure out the best way to get the pattern on right, because it’s just not something you’ll find in a store. I ended up contacting someone that I’d met at a design competition, and they were able to point me in the direction of a company that will print your pattern for you.”

Chat’s eyes widen once more and he pulls out his baton and starts tapping on it. Nino walks up, in a store-bought Chat Noir costume, also holding his phone out.

“Babe! No Adrien?”

Nino glances at Alya, then back down. “He says he’s here, but there’s so many people, it’s impossible to find anybody. Oh, hey, you found Nettie and Chat Noir. HOLY SHIT MARINETTE. That costume is wicked!”

He circles her, putting his phone up, then holds his fist out. She bumps it with a grin.

Chat harumphs and replaces his weapon. “Looks like LB’s already detransformed. I wanted to show off Marinette’s amazing skills!”

Alya laughs. “Ladybug’s right, though. M does look fantastic in red.”

Chat stares at her, decidedly grumpy. The girl in question snorts out surprised laughter. A tall Mad Hatter in the background notices the camera and sticks up crooked bunny ears over Chat’s head. Alya cackles in delight.

“As I told my lady,” he wraps a possessive arm around Marinette’s shoulder, “my Number 1 Fan. Not hers.”

He looks directly at the camera. “Oh, and to anyone still arguing over the position: Look at this” he gestures to her costume “and don’t even bother trying to convince me otherwise.”

-

Dorothée Beranger Yeah, that’s fair... She wore that costume to school the next day and it’s *chef’s kiss*. Also she’s, like, Chat Noir’s biggest defender. Word of advice: do not insinuate that he’s a sidekick anywhere this girl might hear.

Antonin Lamarre I've seen her Chat rants on the Ladyblog! She really knows her stuff!

LuminousPollywog Seeing Chat with that little girl cleared my face, watered my crops, and gave my grades the boost they needed.

miraculousluckycharm13 THAT SOFT LOOK! #LADYNOIR IS REAL --Paradiddle --are we just going to ignore the marichat? chatinette? in the room?

#miraculous ladybug #chat noir #ladybug #marinette dupain cheng #alya cesaire #nino lahiffe #day _ until she loves me #Days

[silverhauntarmoury-blog]

Black and White Tigerstripe Clawed Gauntlets

There's a story behind these gauntlets that would take a few glasses of wine and a long evening to explain.  Suffice it to say, it took a year to actually get the commission straightened out, but I was pleased with the result and I'm happy that they made it to their owner safely.  (Please note this is a retired gauntlet design; we won't be remaking anything using that template and will be reworking something new for the coming seasons.) Interested in finding us other places?  Facebook? Instagram? Etsy? Tumblr? Check out this handy little linktree right here → https://linktr.ee/silverhauntarmoury ← and you’ll find all of it.   Posted using PostyBirb

#leather #leatherwork #gauntlet #cosplay #costume #larp #armour #armor #bracer #claw #clawed #eagle #tiger #stripe #black #white #monochrome #handmade

[nxtawitch]

Muse’s Aesthetics  !!

                         BOLD any which apply to your muse!                        Remember to REPOST! Feel free to add to the list!

[ COLORS ] red. brown. orange. yellow. green. blue. purple. pink. black. white. teal. silver. gold. grey. lilac. metallic. matte. royal blue. strawberry red. charcoal grey. forest green. apple red. navy blue. crimson. cream. mint green. lavender. copper. turquoise. amber. magenta. midnight. jade green. neon yellow. neon green. tan.

[ ELEMENTS ] fire. ice. water. air. earth. metal. spirit. rain. snow. wind. moon. stars. sun. heat. cold. steam. frost. lightning. sunlight. moonlight. dawn. dusk. twilight. midnight. sunrise. sunset. dewdrops. [ BODY ] claws. long fingers. fangs. teeth. wings. tails. lips. bare feet. freckles. bruises. canine. acne. scars. scratches. wounds. burns. spikes. fur. feathers. scales. webs. eyes. hands. tongue. sweat. tears. feline. chubby-faced. curvy. short. tall. busty. normal height. muscular. makeup. piercing. tattoos. dimples. plastic surgery. dyed hair. painted nails. amputation. 

[ WEAPONS ] fists. brass knuckles. sword. dagger. spear. arrow. hammer. shield. poison. guns. axes. throwing axes. whips. knives. throwing knifes. pepper sprays. tasers. machine guns. slingshots. katanas. maces. staffs. wands. powers. magical items. magic. rocks. mud balls. claws. razors. fighting fans. 

[ MATERIALS ] gold. silver. platinum. titanium. diamonds. pearls. rubies. sapphires. emeralds. amethyst. opal. topaz. jade. agate. bismuth. geodes. metal. iron. rust. steel. glass. wood. porcelain. paper. wool. fur. faux fur. lace. leather. silk. satin. velvet. denim. linen. cotton. charcoal. clay. stone. asphalt. brick. marble. granite. dust. glitter. blood. dirt. mud. smoke. ash. shadow. carbonate. rubber. synthetics. fool’s gold. fossils. sea glass. 

[ NATURE ] grass. leaves. pine trees. maple trees. palm trees. bark. roses. daisies. tulips. lavender. lilies. hibiscus. petals. thorns. seeds. vines. roots. hay. sand. rocks. flowers. ocean. river. meadow. forest. desert. tundra. savanna. swamps. rainforest. petrichor. caves. underwater. coral reef. beach. waves. space. clouds. mountains. shooting stars. rainbows. auroras. fjords. canyons. floods. droughts. thunderstorms. tornadoes. hurricanes. tsunamis. volcanoes. earthquakes. blizzards. meteors. constellations. comets. planets. seashells. driftwood. 

[ ANIMALS ] lions. tigers. bears. wolves. eagles. owls. falcons. hawks. swans. snakes. turtles. ducks. bugs. spiders. birds. whales. dolphins. fish. sharks. horses. zebras. giraffes. cats. dogs. bunnies. cows. sheep. pigs. goats. frogs. snails. praying mantises. butterflies. bees. wasps. crows. ravens. parrots. peacocks. mice. rats. hamsters. lizards. werewolves. unicorns. pegasus. phoenix. dragons. foxes. llamas. camels. 

[FOODS/DRINKS ] sugar. salt. candy. bubblegum. wine. champagne. hard liquor. beer. coffee. tea. kombucha. spices. herbs. apple. orange. lemon. lime. cherry. pineapple. strawberry. watermelon. cranberry. bananas. mango. coconut. pomegranate. vegetables. fruits. meat. fish. pies. cakes. desserts. chocolate. vanilla. hazelnut. peppermint. cream. caramel. berries. nuts. cinnamon. popcorn. pretzels. soda. burgers. burritos. pizza. pasta. ambrosia. lasagna. peanut butter. curry. bacon. soup. cheese. avocado. 

[ HOBBIES ] music. art. watercolors. gardening. smithing. sculpting. painting. sketching. fighting. thievery. writing. composing. cooking. sewing. cosplay. training. dancing. acting. singing. martial arts. self-defense. electronics. technology. blogging. vlogging. cameras. video cameras. video games. computer. phone. movies. theatre. libraries. books. magazines. cds. records. vinyls. cassettes. piano. violin. guitar. electronic guitar. bass guitar. harmonica. harp. woodwinds. brass. bells. sitar. keyboard. drums. percussion. marching band. drama. playing cards. poker chips. chess. dice. motorcycle riding. eating. climbing. running. partying. 

[ STYLE ] lingerie. armor. cape. dress. tunic. vest. blazer. shirt. boots. sneakers. slip-ons. sandals. heels. leggings. trousers. jeans. shorts. skirt. jewelry. earrings. necklace. bracelet. ring. pendant. hat. crown. circlet. helmet. scarf. brocade. cloaks. corsets. doublet. chest plate. gorget. bracers. belt. sash. coat. jacket. hood. gloves. socks. masks. cowls. braces. tie. watches. glasses. sun glasses. visor. eye contacts. makeup. bowties. canes. bows. 

[ MUSIC ] rock. pop. jazz. rap. r&b. hip-hop. funk. alternative. classical. trance. dubstep. edm. ebm. hardstyle. blues. latin. k-pop. j-pop. ambient. new age. metal. world fusion. dancehall. reggae. soca. punk. ska. singer-songwriter. folk. country. bluegrass. swing. opera. show tunes. a capella. minimalist. avant-garde. new wave. disco. baroque. symphonic metal. soundtrack. vaporwave. glitch. house. chillout. psychedelic rock. post-rock. cabaret. trip-hop. easy listening. trap. nightcore. indie. grunge. contemporary. black metal. metalcore. emo. screamo. rockabilly. parody. industrial. electro pop. 

[ MISC ] balloons. bubbles. fireworks. reflections. cityscape. cathedral. mosque. light. dark. candles. war. peace. money. power. percussion. clocks. photos. mirrors. pets. diary. fairy lights. madness. sanity. sadness. happiness. optimism. pessimism. loneliness. family. friends. assistants. co-workers. partner. enemies. loyalty. smoking. drugs. kindness. love. hugs. kisses. lies. angels. demons. fairies. elves. gnomes. 

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