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collection-bundle · 2 months
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IM BACK!! And with new finds!! Peep the Luigi’s mansion game cube keychain 👀
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deckardsdwelling · 8 months
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Harrison Ford, Antonio Banderas, Phoebe Walker-Bridge, & Ethann Isidore in “Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny” - Lucasfilm
“Snakes. Why’d it have to be snakes?”
— WDD
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blackcherryvelvet0909 · 9 months
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Glimmering Dreams (Ruggie x GN!Reader)
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“So, are you going to tell me where you got these from, or…?”
“Nope!” At the look of your concerned expression, Ruggie let out a giggle. “Alright, alright, if you’re going to pout like that: I got them from a store in town.”
“They look expensive,” you said as you examined the devices. You glanced up at the hyena and raised an eyebrow, “Where’d you get the money for these?” 
“Leona,” Ruggie simply replied. 
“With his permission, I hope.”
“You think he cares?” His ears flattened against his head at the look you sent his way. “Hey, hey! I got his permission, alright? Again though, it’s not like he cared - all he cared about was getting that meat sub he wanted.” 
You glanced over your shoulder to look at the lion prince, who still laid across his lounge chair a small distance away. The fact he was currently nibbling on that meat sub meant Ruggie was telling the truth. You were sure he wouldn’t lie to you…still didn’t hurt to check though. Satisfied with his explanation, you looked over the long handle that connected to the metal detector Ruggie had lended you. “How do you turn this thing on?”
“Uh…” Ruggie fiddled around with his own for a moment before a red light clicked on at the detector’s base. “Ah, there we go!” He held out his hand to you, “Trade me.” 
You switched out your metal detector for his, then watched him turn the other on. “That knob on the handle lets you adjust the sensitivity,” he said. “It’s on a sort of middle ground right now - feel free to turn it up or down whenever you want. Just not too much,” he pointed up at his ears, “don’t want to make me go deaf, do you?”
“Do I?” Ruggie looked unamused at your tease, so you chuckled and backed off. “I won’t, I won’t.”
With that, the two of you went your separate ways. You didn’t stray too far from the other, just in case either of you found something of value. Since Ruggie provided the metal detectors, you planned to split the earnings from any goodies you might find. Would he do the same with his? Probably not, which is why you prayed to whoever might be listening on high that you’d find something. While Crowley did provide funds for you and Grim, any extra would be a blessing. Since, you know, Grim ate you out of house and home on a regular basis. 
Just then, your metal detector squeaked. You stopped dead in your tracks and scanned it over the sand below. When it squeaked again on a particular spot, you dropped to your knees. Before you could figure out where to put your metal detector, you heard footsteps approach from behind. “Find something,” Ruggie asked, his sandal clad feet appearing next to you as he spoke. 
“I think so.” You handed him your detector before you took out the little shovel that stuck halfway out of your shorts pocket. Carefully you dug into the sand, eyes searching for the metallic object underneath. A small ‘aha!’ left your lips as you came upon the object, which glistened in the sunlight. You plucked it up with your fingers - and were sorely disappointed. It was just a bottle cap to a soda long discarded. “Damn…” you cursed under your breath. 
Ruggie let out a small laugh. “Eh, it happens. Not too surprising to find something like that around here, y’know?” His brows furrowed in confusion as you pocketed the small piece of metal along with your shovel. “What’re you taking it for? It isn’t worth anything.” 
“I know,” you said as you stood and took back your metal detector, “but I need to throw it away later. I don’t want the beach to get even more polluted.” 
Ruggie stared at you for a few seconds, the look in his eyes unreadable - then he snickered with a grin. “Look at you, being a goody two shoes. You’d fit right in with those Royal Sword sissies, shyeheehee~” 
You let out a ‘tch’ as you kicked a small bit of sand in his direction. “Shut up. It’s a good thing to do; besides, we’ve got three merman here to worry about. You think they’d like us leaving trash in their home?” 
You had a point. Even so, Ruggie only gave a small shrug before he trudged back to where he’d been before. You watched him go for a few seconds before you started back down your own path on the beach. 
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Screeeee!
If you were a beastman, your ears would have perked up at the shrill sound. Ruggie must have turned his detector up a notch, a high one - that hurt! You heard Ruggie let out his own grunt of pain; you turned your head just in time to see him drop his metal detector and cover his big ears. It didn’t go far though, since it kept on screaming where it lay. You quickly ran over to it and picked it up, releasing Ruggie from the torture. All beastman around you glared in your direction, some more irritated than others, a few borderline angry. You gave a nervous, apologetic smile and a ‘sorry!’ before you focused back on Ruggie. 
“Are you alright?” you asked, hand placed on his shoulder. 
“Yeah, ‘m fine.” Ruggie shook his head, then scratched behind his left ear. His face was still in a mild grimace as he continued. “Are my ears bleeding?” 
“No,” you chuckled. You couldn’t help but smirk as you remembered his previous warning. “And who was the one who said to not turn it up too high?” 
“Shush,” Ruggie grumbled. He patted the sand under his palms, “Where was it again? When it squealed?” 
“Um,” you pointed down at the spot in front of him, “there, I think.” 
Ruggie took out his small metal trowel and began to dig. As the seconds passed, you wondered if you’d been mistaken, as nothing came up. Then, just as you were about to suggest the spot next to the shallow hole he’d dug, something glinted from beneath the sand. Ruggie’s ears perked up as he eyed the object; like you had before, he delicately lifted it out with his fingers. It was round in shape and looked to be a little rusty. When Ruggie brushed the sand off with his thumb, both your eyes widened at the color: gold!
“Is it real?” you asked, now knelt next to the hyena for a better look. 
“Hm…” Ruggie squinted as he brought the coin close to his face, scrutinizing every detail as he flipped it over and over. He then brought the coin to his mouth and bit down on it; sure enough, it didn’t bend. Ruggie’s grin spread wide as his eyes practically sparkled at the confirmation. “Yep, sure is!” 
“Holy shit!” you exclaimed. “That’s awesome!” You leaned close to get a better look at the little prize. “It looks old - how old do you think it is?” 
“Dunno.” Ruggie tucked the coin into the breast pocket of his open shirt as he stood, with you quickly following. “Maybe a hundred years or so?” 
“Wow! It must be worth a lot then!” 
“Could be,” Ruggie picked up your metal detectors off the ground and handed you yours, “c’mon, let’s go. I know a guy who’ll pay good madol for something like this.”
You followed after Ruggie as he began to walk back up the beach. For the time being, you turned your metal detectors off. “I hope I find something similar later,” you said. “There’s bound to be more around…hopefully.” 
“If not in the sand, they could be underwater,” Ruggie suggested. “I can see if I can get my hands on some goggles and snorkels, if you wanna look close to shore.”
“Really? I’d love to!” You waved to Ace and Deuce as the two of you passed them by. “I think it’d be fun.” 
“Yeah.” Your footsteps clumped against the wooden walkway that led away from the beach as you headed back to the resort. “Who knows, maybe after we split this prize, we might find more.”
“Split the prize?” You stopped in your tracks as you looked Ruggie in the eye. “You found it, Ruggie. I thought you’d be taking it for yourself?”
“I usually would,” Ruggie smiled, “but you helped me find it. If you hadn’t pointed out the spot, I could have easily missed it.” He let out a small giggle, “And, I mean, if you hadn’t moved the detector away, I’d probably be deaf right now. You saved my bacon!” He nudged your foot with his, “Splitting the goods will settle my debt.” 
“You don’t owe me anything, Ruggie,” you assured. “I know you would have done the same.” Well, you at least hoped he would have. 
Ruggie shrugged his shoulders, “Still sharing the cash with you. We’ll split it fifty-fifty.” He shot you a teasing grin as he looked you in the eye. “But don’t get too cocky - might not be so generous next time.” 
You couldn’t help but laugh, implications be damned. “Fair enough.” You pulled a smirk of your own as the two of you continued your walk. “It goes both ways though. If I find something, I might just keep it to myself~” 
“Hey, who got the metal detectors again?” Ruggie teased. “I’ve been oh-so generous to let you use one!~”
You groaned as you whined, “Stooop! You sound like Crowley!” 
“Whatever do you mean?” Ruggie mocked the headmage as he impersonated his voice to the best of his ability. “Is he not the Seven’s gift to students? He’s soooo kind!” 
“Stop!” You laughed and slapped his arm. “You’re horrible!” 
Your banter went on and on and on, all the way to your destination. It turned out the coin you two found was over three hundred years old; it was apparently the old currency once used in the Queendom of Roses. You and Ruggie got quite the payout from a certain octopus that practically fangirled over the small little piece of metal. How to celebrate your little added wealth? Simple: burgers, fries, and milkshakes - the biggest available at the beach!
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jimkinnz · 5 months
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homunculus facts¡
every year' thousands of homunculi are unmade by the callousness of their masters• your gift of just §1 a day can help this•
commonly effective enrichment strategies for your homunculus can include introducing new scents like doe urine or peppermint' as well as putting their food inside of little compartments in a box• just make sure the gnomes don,t escape¡
i fucking love to squish berries between my fingers i could do it all day•
while homunculi often eat other living things' the most treasured are those imbued with elemental magic• this explains the gnome thing' but also includes sylphs' undines' and salamanders•
there,s a loose rock in the masonry of one wall of the lab• i,ve been able to pry it out' but there were no treasures there• ಠ⁠ᴥ⁠ಠ
you guys ever heard of video games¿
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bricktoygrapher · 9 months
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Treasure hunt 🗺️ 🏴‍☠️ 🦜
This is my entry to the Toy Photographers Bingo challenge.
Prompt: Map 🗺
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overkill-max · 7 months
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The Lost Mask (1/ 3)
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Summary: Aaliyah Amrohi considers herself an amateur treasure hunter. What happens when she stumbles upon a journal that claims the Funerary Mask of Thājite Princess is a fake, and the real article was stolen during the Roman period? With the mask over 5,000 kilometers away, and mercenaries at her heels; can Aaliyah trust a woman she just met to keep her safe while she tries to unearth the mask?
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The Sexy Treasure Hunter AU
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...A twig snapped. Aaliyah stepped further back. Using the light of the fire as cover. If she stayed a bit further away, the creature coming at her would be lit up while she was at the edge of it.
The shadows would give her a second or two...
Read it on AO3
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ayyy-imma-ninja · 1 year
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Do they bring back small objects from humans that they can use to their hollow ?
Oh absolutely!
Sundrop is usually the one to bring stuff back, he's always finding interesting things he thinks can be used at home. He imagines it's like treasure hunting, never know what you're going to find. How do you think he found that pocketwatch?
Moon worries he may develop a hoarding problem, though-
Moon is rather picky about what he brings back. Only the essentials, things they absolutely need. Buuuut that doesn't stop him from potentially snatching a trinket or two.
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skelevenn · 11 months
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May Sketch a Day #27
this took way too long  >_< Also yes I know lockpicking technically takes two hands
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onecreatordan · 7 months
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Tomb Raider gift art for @themightyzoosh after many years of friendship!
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aviatrix-ash · 5 months
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Discovered an estate sale of a fellow 🏳️‍🌈 mechanic/machinest who had quite the assortment of vintage gay magazines in their workshop. I think I would have loved to hang out with this individual who seemed like they were skilled in every trade from Hvac & welding, to tv satellite & sheet metal. A lesbian couple ended up getting all but 1 of the magazines (ha of course I got it) while I was distracted by this person's god tier workshop. Ended up getting machining & welding toys, and this ww2 era lookin drawer of various rivets. + a Cherry rivet puller & the rivets to go with it, which I'm super excited about cause used these are like 500 bucks & the rivets too are normally expensive compared to the standard solid shank types like in the drawers
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Said mag under the cut, it's a little 🔥😆.
Anyone want to find out if the number still works? 😆
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allwillbecomeclear · 7 months
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𝑵𝒆𝒘 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝑬𝒈𝒚𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒂𝒍 ‘𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒔'
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timmurleyart · 6 months
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Treasure hunting in the jungle. 🕹🥇🦂 🐊🌴🌴
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midnight-love-song · 4 days
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Treasure
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the-literal-mothman · 3 months
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Geocache but you find my corpse
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the-gnomish-bastard · 10 months
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Bad movie idea: a Lara Croft/Indiana Jones style treasure hunt complete with betrayal, action, murder, and bloodshed. They’re looking for the “Chest of Forgotten Treasure. When the main character, covered in blood from the final battle against the antagonist, finally gets the chest and opens it, it’s empty. Except there’s a small note like a fortune cookie note, all it says is “Maybe the real treasure was the friends we made along the way.” And then it just cuts to a shot of the rest of the room where corpses of the protagonist’s friends and enemies are strung all around. Then the movie ends.
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overkill-max · 6 months
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The Lost Mask (3/ 3)
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Summary: Aaliyah Amrohi considers herself an amateur treasure hunter. What happens when she stumbles upon a journal that claims the Funerary Mask of Thājite Princess is a fake, and the real article was stolen during the Roman period? With the mask over 5,000 kilometers away, and mercenaries at her heels; can Aaliyah trust a woman she just met to keep her safe while she tries to unearth the mask?
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The Sexy Treasure Hunter AU
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After their first kiss, Cruz opens her eyes in amazement.
Aaliyah stares back at her with those big eyes of hers.
Sapphire blue.
Piercing.
As clear and luminescent as the water they’re floating in...
Read it on AO3
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