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multiversequeen-blog · 2 minutes ago
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Welcome to what the hell is painting, I’m your host Multi and here’s an enby dragon god. 
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ottersketches · 3 minutes ago
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Day 4, catching up to my instagraaam.
Here we have the day I got to play with Ohuhu markers for the first time. Very nice. And this is one of the main characters from my upcoming comic! Check back for updates on that ;)
Top half of the pose from AdorkaStock:
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ithoughtyouwereplastic · 5 minutes ago
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If I can just whip out this tiny Chucky....
I got the Neca Good Guy head from a lucky pack and realized I could make the rest of him, and by the grace of G*d I found a proportionate Kelly doll in my storage closet 😂
The clothes are rough cuz it was my first sowing project in forever and I'm still wondering how I'm gonna edit those shoes but....I'll see 👀.
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m3teoraaa · 9 minutes ago
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[dont rb] hi would you like to dance hi can. can we dance would you like to dance with me would you mind a dance haha can we da
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creepyinkstwistaccount · 9 minutes ago
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Sketch of my DCA OC Coral Laguna as part of my Mermay project
She and her twin sister Isla live in the Coquille dormitory and live are part of a royal family of sirens
Hope you enjoy and the next sketch/wip is of her twin sister Isla!
Diamond Crown Academy(C) @phoenix-manga / @phnxart
Coral Laguna(C) Me
Twisted Wonderland(C) Disney, Aniplex, and Yana Toboso
DON’T STEAL OR COPY MY ART!!!!
but your free to draw any of my oc’s, just please credit me! ^w^
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moononherwings · 10 minutes ago
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underwing challenge day #5
what’s your favorite excerpt from this WIP so far?
without a doubt, it is the first kissing scene i have ever written. i’ll share it here because i am proud of it and i honestly wouldn’t mind feedback and/or criticism
Before he spoke, Niko gazed up into her boyfriend’s eyes. In the dim light provided by the golden window candles and flickering firelight, his green eyes simmered to a darker hue. Rather than the vibrant emerald she was accustomed to, Muiris gazed fondly upon her with jade, almost evergreen eyes. Niko thought of her own brown eyes, and how often Muiris had said they were his favourite colour. He reminded her of that now, before asking his questions. He equated the colour of her eyes to smoky quartz, to the dream of zircon skies, and the gloss of cairngorm. He called them beautiful, and by acquaintance, he called her beautiful.
Niko batted her sleepy eyes, and smiled softly. “Enough with the flattery. Ask me.”
He leaned down and set his lips on hers, engaging the cool skin of her lips with the warmth of his kiss. She hummed into his mouth, letting him caress her with the touch of delicacy, a reminder of his own infatuation with her that fell beyond the occasional embrace. Then, he asked in a voice barely above a whisper, which she heard just above the comfort of his lips.
“What is your dream, love?”
Leaning into the kiss, Niko fitted her hands into Muiris’ hair, winding the thick locks around her fingers and holding onto them with the desperation of a survivor. Muiris did not pull back, rather pulled her up until she sat in his lap, legs to the side with his arms cradling her face. After a moment, Niko responded in a murmur.
“I don’t have one,” she said, then pulled back, breathing heavily. “I only wish to be warm in your arms and safe in my own home.”
Muiris caught her lips again, and slowly pressed forward until Niko’s back touched the seat cushion of the sofa.
“Then tell me honestly,” Muiris said, his voice gravely and brimming with desire. “Why are you helping Eden?”
Pulling on Muiris’s collar, Niko closed her eyes to convince her heart to relax. “I don’t want to talk about that,” she said.
“You told me a when we first met that you only wanted to help people, that it was your dream.” Muiris ran his hands through Niko’s short hair, playing with the curls and looping them around his large fingers before letting them go boinging back ot Niko’s mass of brown locks. He kissed her once more, letting his breath mingle with hers. Then he held her in his arms. “Has your dream changed since then?”
“You know very well that it has,” Niko whispered, her hands still caught up in Muiris’s collar. And now with her ear against his chest, she listened to his heart hammering a steady tune. The last time she had been in this position was the night her grandmother died. That same night, Muiris had insisted on staying with her. She had only been nineteen, and he nearly twenty-two, and her parents disapproved of any interaction between the two. But that night, her only priority was to feel safe and warm. 
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paintinggrimdark · 15 minutes ago
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Finished upu first of my Lumineth army, I wanted to try out the snowy bases and am a big fan
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labradoritecreations · 16 minutes ago
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I'm kind of excited about this piece, drawn from a reference from Adorkastock!
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kowalia · 16 minutes ago
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Ok that's pretty
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writerfae · 24 minutes ago
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You know what would be funny? If Talon's father and Aiden's father would actually know each other. Like, not very well, but if their paths would've crossed before. It would be even more funny if they would've had a lil rivalry.
I mean, theoretically that could've actually happened, Milan was in the fae realm once after all...
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dramioneasks · 26 minutes ago
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Arrow in the Air - Amarillis39 - E, WIP - Their arrival was foretold by lightning. They slew, burned and kidnapped - caused havoc in the church of God. They were feared. They were the Raiders from the North. They were Vikings. "He was a son of a king, he was Thor personified, he was almighty." ___ Hermione lives a god fearing, quiet life in Iona, but her world is upended when Vikings attack her village. Who is Draco Luciusson and why did he take her?
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cluelesspigeons · 27 minutes ago
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Downhill by cluelesspigeons (chapter 1-10)
Pairing: Draco Malfoy & Harry Potter
Rating: E
Word count: 44k
Chapters: 10 (incomplete)
Most important tags: Hogwarts Eighth Year, Roommates, Slow Burn, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Mental Health Issues, Panic Attacks, Diary/Journal, Angst with a Happy Ending
Summary: Slowly but surely Harry is falling apart. Whilst trying to finish his Eighth Year at Hogwarts, the weight of all that happened over the last years is becoming too much; too much to keep carrying on his own.
But what will happen when an unexpected someone reaches out to take some of that weight off? Will he manage to hold Harry together before it's too late? Or will everything go downhill to the point of no return?
Excerpt: Understanding flashed through Luna's eyes as the girl nodded, squeezing his knee gently. "You're still having nightmares?"
He nodded.
"And they're still about the same things?"
He nodded again.
Luna sighed as she leaned closer to Harry, resting her head on his shoulder. Though the gesture wasn't something big, Harry always felt a little better knowing Luna was trying to lift his spirits, if only by a little.
"Have you used the journal I've given you yet?" she asked after a while.
Note: this is a current WIP with very slow updates. I don’t know when the next update will be with my exams starting in less than 2 weeks but there will be an update... eventually.
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delilahdoodles · 29 minutes ago
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HIGHWAY VAGABONDS - Not for Sale
Just a little guy I've been tinkering with the last couple days. Can't wait to see where this muse takes me!
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callumsmitchells · 33 minutes ago
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not me planning a fic when i’m in desperate need of a good sleep and a full day of cramming work in tomorrow
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totallyxawesome · 41 minutes ago
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Chapter 15 NEW!
Hunters’ City new chapter is finally up! Sorry for the longer periods between chapters, as soon as I am done with this thesis the updates will be more regular! 
Fandom: Supernatural  Pairing: Dean Winchester and Castiel Chapters: 15/? Words:  123704
“the boy i love left me for a revolution
I think you will
set yourself afire
before you realise
that even you
cannot conquer the sun
rebellion sits well
on you; like a red coat
or the gift gold burnish of youth
(I do not believe we
shall ever see how old age
looks on you
you are breaking my heart)"
e.h.
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elaphaemourra · 42 minutes ago
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Got tagged by @mercurypilgrim :DDDD ✨Thank u for the tag!!✨
Anyone who wants to jump in on this thing, feel free to and say that i tagged u owo love me some creative shit.
SO for y'all today, i have some of that fun fun Corrupted Darkside Skaia au stuff owo because Yes he is fun to write This little blip in particular is from a thing that I'm calling Recognition in the interim jdsjakfhak.
His head dropped forward, dipped towards his chest for a moment before he righted himself and lifted his head to properly look into that soldier’s eyes. Everything in his expression was murder, nothing less than promises of pain, death, and torment, absolutely dripping in hate. He shook his head a few times, a futile attempt to dislodge the offending piece of technology from his face. He huffed and stilled in his struggles to put all his focus on glaring daggers at that spineless fucker who dared force him into silence. And then he kicked them, shot his leg up and forwards and dropped a metal heel into their knee hard enough to bring that soldier down to one leg with a horrible crunch. But there was satisfaction on Skaia’s face, they still weren’t safe from him. Well, until he was forced down to his knees, hands on his shoulders and painful pressure on the back of his legs made him fold to the ground. He stared, silent--not subdued but waiting--from his new position, and breathed out in a harsh motion that made it almost sound like a hiss. The people around him, the soldiers, were scared. Good. They should be.
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cdhurricane · 43 minutes ago
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WIP of Mermay Nika from my Iconodula project (because I had to vent off after work today)
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