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mylifeinwindows · 4 months
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· ₊ ⊹ · ₊ : ⊹frutiger aero nails· ₊ ⊹ · ₊ : ⊹
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d0penails · 1 year
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streetkittyclaws · 2 years
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🌊wanted 2 practice 3D nail art so i made some kiewt tentacles using polygel🌊
((products used will be posted when i post pix of the full set 👀))
inspo: @kayagbayani on ig
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milfweirdal · 7 months
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verflares · 2 months
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more weird zinks because im insatiable lately. tentatively titled "damn girl yuor some kind of wretched beast"
silly bonus doodle:
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lazycranberrydoodles · 7 months
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i do not remember the plot of scum villain because i read it in 2020 and it feels like a fever dream now so my characterization is entirely based off of the fanon on my dash.
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hualian are my favorite but i do feel that bingqiu deserve the win. tgcf is VERY yuri, but svsss has gender as a main theme and both characters keep getting compared to maidens. overall there are more explicit references to women regarding bingqiu.
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catcze · 7 months
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Wriothesley can hear your loud stomps from a mile away as you furiously speed-walk to his office door like a bloodhound trailing a scent. Even if not for that, the way that you bang your fist on the door is enough to grab his attention.
"WRIOTHESLEY." Comes booming in from the other side of the door. It's thick wood. He wonders how deaf he would have gone if the door hadn't protected him. The door (the thick, supposedly impenetrable door) rattles on its hinges like a screen in a hurricane when you try to kick it again. "DID YOU EAT MY DONUTS."
It's not even an accusation at that point. It's practically a declaration of war.
"WRIOTHESLEY!" You yell so loudly a group of guards turning the corner down the hall scramble back the way they came. "Open up, jackass!"
Wriothesley, knowing he cannot escape the consequences of his actions, merely settles deeper into his chair as he drinks his tea. His last meal. Drink. Similar thing.
The door keeps rattling as you yell profanities at him, until one of his traitorous guards approaches you hesitantly, saying not a single word but offering up the spare key to his office with shaky hands, head low and aggressively avoiding eye contact.
"Oh!" you say, demeanor switching immediately, losing the intimidating glint in your eye as you gingerly take the key. You smile kindly. "Thank you very much!"
Then you turn back to the door, the threat of violence in your eye as you wield the key like a weapon of war, inserting it into the keyhole and twisting it with a dark finality. The guard wonders if they should fear for their superior's wellbeing.
Wriothesley looks up from his newspaper as you close the door ominously behind you, somehow maintaining a blasé facadé even while staring down certain death.
"Well?" you prompt him, eye twitching like a stressed villain from a kid's cartoon show. You round on him in an instant, too quick for him to escape. Somehow, he keeps up his poker face. "Care to explain where my donuts went, Duke of Meropide?"
"I didn't eat them," He deadpans, staring you right in the eye. He pointedly does not acknowledge the white powdered sugar on his face.
"There's white powdered sugar on your face."
"Ah. So there is."
Another cartoony villain eye twitch. "Want to try that again?"
"...I love you?"
"And I love you. Last chance, though."
And he folds like a lawn chair. Wriothesley knows this is a fight he can't win. Even Neuvillette would tell him it's best to just kick the bucket and plead guilty at this point. He sighs breaking eye contact first like a wolf with its tail between its legs.
"Okay, I'll buy you another dozen of them."
You cross your arms, staring at him. He sighs.
"Another two dozen."
You soften just the slightest bit, coming close to perch on his lap and lean into his space. Instinctively, his arms come to wrap around your middle, pulling you against him.
"And?"
Wriothesley leans forward too, enough for your foreheads to touch. You can feel the breath of his sigh against your lips.
"And you have my sincerest apologies for taking your things. In my defense, I thought they were mine at first.”
“Apology accepted,” you say, satisfied, and peck him quickly on the lips. Before it can turn into anything else though, you’re springing up from his lap. Ignoring the disappointed furrow in his brow and the way his arms have still not moved from their position holding you earlier, you take his hand and pull him up from his chair with such startling enthusiasm and surprising strength that it has him stumbling for a second. You pull him towards the door regardless.
“C’mon, you’re making good on that apology right now, Wrio! Hope you finished your work!”
And no, technically he hasn’t finished his work. But he already knows that you’ve got him wrapped around your finger, and that pushing that work to tomorrow wouldn’t hurt. Probably. Whatever— it’d be worth it.
So he just sighs and gives the palm resting in his a squeeze and let’s himself be pulled along. You squeeze back.
“As long as you let me have a few. Those were pretty good.”
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vampryn · 4 months
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trent reznor for spin magazine in 1997 photos by Andrea Giacobbe
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bleh1bleh2 · 10 months
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"Hey Keith, what else is in your belt pouches?"
Keiths belt pouches 2/2
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sandrathachao · 5 months
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I'm surprised I haven't drawn Spinel more, everything about her character just clicks so well with what i like (toony, weird arms, PINK, an angsty goof). Drift away is one of my favorite SU songs as well, gosh she breaks my heart. ; ;
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streetkittyclaws · 2 years
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🐊blooming gel w/ white gel polish + polygel water droplets for accent nail🐊
((soft gel full cover tips + all gels used -except for the blooming gel- was from the Born Pretty dusty rose collection))
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oddthesungod · 1 year
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blue and green 💙💚
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trickstarbrave · 9 months
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okay i THINK its done. i wanted to do smth different with the clouds but i just. i don't like them. so
i think this came out a lot better than the first time i remade this painting. and i rly liked the first time i did it too ngl. i feel like ive learned a lot. not to mention it's nerevar and i love nerevar so
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also obligatory eye close up of my man crying
as for a story of this piece, i imagine it's when the hortator was told he had to fight and potentially kill his closest friend and advisor, voryn dagoth
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juanasunfall-blog · 1 year
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Always rooting for the Anti-Hero  ~ Happy Birthday, Professor Snape
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A new phoenix-themed robe design for AU postwar/headmaster Snape. After the snake theme, the phoenix theme is my favorite one to include into any robes I draw for him. I think it’s kinda fitting, like one big „f*** you“ directed at the ones who made his life miserable, including the late Dumbledore; 
„See this? You were the one with the pet-phoenix, but I’m the one who survived your bullshit-schemes, got your job, my freedom, and the trust and gratitude of the boy you deceived and raised to die.“
Ah yes. The power of fanfiction. 
Fun fact: The robe is inspired by a dress Taylor Swift wore for the Reputation stadium tour.  
AND I FINALLY DREW HIM WITH DA BLACK NAILPOLISH. 
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littlepawz · 4 months
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aww, I love that weird kitty
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sindevilslit · 11 months
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Genji because I am depraved
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