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emthimofnight · 28 days
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For the art style question: been debating on whether or not to respond but nothing about your style particularly stands out. AND THATS NOT A BAD THING. You're very well rounded and a VERY solid artist, but I feel like what stands out is more your writing? Your characterization, the story you put behind your art, the way you have characters interact combined with well drawn comics is what makes it appealing.
Oh wow!!! That actually makes me super happy to hear! 🥺❤️ I really do like telling stories with my art, so it actually kinda rules that my characterization is what makes my stuff standout. I've been trying to figure out why Stellar seems to be so popular in the fankid community, so maybe this is the reason?
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butterflypistolking · 8 months
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mother 3 localization is never coming and im going to be so real i dont think i want it. theyd have to/probably would change a shit ton of things. and like i'm fine with them changing the magifolk's name, i'm fine with them changing sprites like reggie and shimmy zmizz, but i feel like they would go too far and tone down tanetane island, or even tone down parts of wess and duster's relationships to try and make it less abusive, and i just dont ... want that? like its important. those things are important to the story in my eyes, especially tanetane island
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aurora-ze-aquarius · 1 year
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Something I thought about while cleaning up. So we all know Kingdom is introducing the dragons into the game through Odyssey-esque chapters. That makes me wonder, will the other ancients go in search for the other dragons in their own chapters?
We all know Pitaya and Hollyberry were obviously going to get their own story arc after the reveal of their petty/friendly rivalry, but I'm curious as to if the other ancients are going to play a part in the other dragon stories.
I came up with this one on the spot.
Though, bare in mind I am not familiar with Ovenbreak (and have no desire to play it, so unfortunately my knowledge of the dragons are limited to the wiki entries.)
(btw, this post might be a long, unhinged rambling of mine, buckle up.)
Here's my hypothetical dragon chapter ft. Lotus Dragon and The Dark Cacao Cookies.
Edit: Apparently, Lotus dragon is more so a backdrop in this rambling. H mm. I did not foresee that.
This chapter will focus on Lotus Dragon Cookie, mainly because I really like their aesthetic, also because I think wish granting seems like it could be a great story to tell, especially with Dark Choco and Dark Cacao.
Speaking of which, I believe this chapter would benefit well if we sorta switched perspectives from Cacao to Choco every once in a while. Idk, somewhat like oddessy, except without Gingerbrave.
So anyway-
We begin our story with Dark Cacao and Crunchy Chip travelling to the lands where Lotus Dragon resides, hoping to find an allyship with them. Pitaya Dragon (now allies with them thanks to Hollyberry) informed the other ancients about the other dragons, and so have agreed to split up in search for them.
The two of them then stumble upon a collector/hunter cookie (i haven't decided), who was also in search for the Lotus Dragon to ask for a wish, and so the three of them decided to travel together. However, both Crunchy and Cacao seem pretty suspicious towards the cookie.
I don't know if the cookie will be a twist villain or not, but basically, they're not trusting them just yet. (Let's call them Collector Cookie for now)
Then we turn our attention to Dark Choco, who's currently living out his best life when he stumbles across a cookie in danger. He helps them out, and the cookie tells him that they wish to seek out Lotus Cookie (let's call this one Wanderer Cookie.) so Choco decides to go with him, perhaps to make a wish too.
Wanderer Cookie explains he wishes to seek vengeance against someone who hurt him, and Dark Choco (having gone through his character arc) tries to tell them it's not a good idea, leaving Wanderer Cookie to question whether or not they even want revenge or just closure for what happened to them.
By the middle of the story, the two parties accidentally meet up with one another. Wanderer Cookie seems to recognize Collector Cookie and accuses them of being the one who harmed them in the past.
(Like I said, I'm not sure if I want Collector Cookie to be the main "bad guy" of the story or not, but when the two parties meet, Collector and Wanderer do not like each other for whatever reason.)
I don't know where to go from here, but in the end, they save the day from a disaster or something, and they all get to make a wish.
Wanderer Cookie wishes for closure for what happened to them.
Crunchy gets a wish too.
Dark Choco and Dark Cacao? Dark Cacao wishes he could make things right with Dark Choco, and the latter wishes he could do something to right the wrongs he did when he spiraled down that path of bloodshed.
Oh yeah, Lotus is also convinced to join them.
Tldr: if ever Lotus Cookie is introduced, I want the Dark Cacao Kingdom Cookies to find them, and I want Dark Choco and Dark Cacao to be happy again. Why? Because I am very biased towards them.
(also Wanderer Cookie is definitely not a stand in for my oc haha- what are you talking abou—)
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Hhh... First time (day 15) with N'doul, pls~? 👉👈
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Hiiii, another late fic, I'm sorry :(
This is like. Super out of character for N'Doul, but at the same time he's kind of soft, so it's a win? I don't think I paid too much attention on the prompt either but I'm just trying to survive through the rest of my drafts I'm so sorry
Day Fifteen: First Time
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It was another cold Egyptian night. You found yourself wide awake in bed, your back pressed against your husband's, barely sharing warmth underneath your frail blanket. You couldn't take it anymore. You were freezing, you needed something to unthaw the ice growing in your joints. Your husband was right there, but you were too scared to try anything.
There was the ever present feeling of heat in your loins. At some point you had fallen asleep, only to be so rudely introduced into a hot and heavy dream before waking up again with your panties ruined. You were really that much of mess just sleeping next to the man.
Suddenly N'Doul had moved, he twisted around underneath the covers so he could curl around you with your back pressed into his strong chest.
He whispered against your skin, softly trailing his hand up and down your shoulder. "Habibti, is everything okay?"
"Everything's fine. Why do you ask?" Yourself twisted to face your husband, a hand resting on his jaw to feel his smooth skin.
"I was worried, you were twitching in your sleep. A nightmare maybe?"
Shit. That's embarrassing. "Yeah... Just a spooky dream. Sorry for waking you up but I am kinda glad we're awake together."
N'Doul gave you a smile, ghosting his lips about your face until he found the perfect spot on your brow to kiss. You kissed him back, starting a soft makeout with him, feeling up his built body, ending up with your hands grabbing at his messy hair, earning yourself a groan.
Things quickly became heated as his own hands that were feeling you up moved south, teasing your thighs by moving between them. You only pulled away to speak, N'Doul was already breathless, swapped saliva attaching your bruised lips with his while he laid there and hung on to every word. "N'Doul... I'm cold, maybe we should do something to warm things up?" You added ghostly pecks to his lips, goading him on for more. It only did the opposite as N'Doul suddenly pulled away from you, shock written into the lines of his face as he stuttered, "Really? I'll admit I'd love to do those things with you, but... I've never done it before. I-I'm not really sure where to start."
You cooed at his confession, which only seemed to make his cheeks growing hot worse, offering him a kiss before trying to soothe his worry. "Habibi I'd be honored to be your first. Don't fear over messing things up, that's part of the experience."
"I'm not... I'm not afraid I'll mess this up. It's more like, I'm worried I'll do something to hurt you. I can't exactly see what I'm doing."
"But you don't need to rely on sight to do a good job, you should know that! You can still hear me, right?" You added more kisses to his neck between every sentence. Meanwhile, your hand found his to help guide him over your body, to your breasts, "I'll tell you what I like. You can still touch me," Lower to your hips and thighs, "Do whatever you think is good. Touch me everywhere. I know anything you give me will feel wonderful." Until his hand grazed your core, between your clothes thighs. N'Doul shivered, and captured your lips in his. With gentleness he only showed you, he gracefully took off every piece of your clothing to leave you bare underneath him, he took the opportunity to feel you more, playing with your breasts, dancing his fingers between your thighs again. His breath hitched in his throat once he realized just how ready you were for him.
"Oh. You're so wet... Something tells me that dream you had wasn't so scary." Finally, N'Doul cracked a smile.
"Shh! Just get on with this, I can't wait any longer."
"Okay, okay." Still smiling he was pressing more kisses into your body while freeing his lower half of his pants. You were both ready, there wasn't any pain as he entered you, only a soft sigh from N'Doul as he closed his eyes, enjoying being wrapped up entirely in you finally. "Worth the wait?" You teased him, arms wrapping around his waist to bring him closer to you. "Definitely." He sighed, giving him a final moment of peace before slowly thrusting his length inside of you.
He felt wonderful, but the quiet noises and sighs and whimpers falling from N'Doul's mouth told you he was enjoying it far more than you were. It was so lovely to watch him let go, be so uncharacteristically loud in your ear as his thrusts picked up a little more speed. His arms were shaking around you, but he didn't dare try to leave you, so caught up in the feeling of being inside you.
You spurred him on, pecking him in just the right places of his neck, your short nails digging softly into the skin of his back, letting him tremble on top of you. He was a mess, a big, beautiful mess.
"I don't ever want to stop." He rasped into your ear. N'Doul pushed his face into the sheets underneath you, moaning and trying to stave off an nearing orgasm from happening too early. "We don't have to," You assured him. You felt your own release keeping up on you. "Let's keep going all night."
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siflshonen · 1 year
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https://twitter.com/arthurianmaiden/status/1629170457608876039
Have u watched the cooking extra with the live actors ? 🥺 cue katsuki cuteness time...
I love (and cringe at) the played-up-even-more-with-real-people-beyond-what-the-cartoon-ever-did-overtly-without-other-prompting nature of Katsuki’s fixation on Izuku and I LOVE how he is SO upset at Ochako’s observations and input.
Way of the Househusband Kacchan-Tacchan AU…
And most of all I love the “I’m gonna try to be a punk about even this!” big-eyed “you can eat it” he gives Ochako as he slinks off to lick his wounds and think about how he made a fool of himself about this. This actor is really doing his best cartoon shitty punk for Katsuki and it’s incredible! It’s the kind of cringe that warms my heart. He’s truly giving it his all, and of course Ochako is a delight, too!
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One of the things I love about Witch Hat Atelier is that it manages to do diversity right, the disabled characters, the chubby characters, the queer characters, the characters of color, they all just fit perfectly into the story instead of being the 'token diverse character that we need to fit in somehow'. It's still somewhat rare to see that in manga and it's honestly brilliant
The manga itself is INCREDIBLY leftist at its core—the base themes revolve around inequality and systemic oppression in multiple different ways—and I think it is SO fucking cool (and incredibly rare in media of all types from all countries) that it really, wholeheartedly practices what it preaches in even the tiniest of ways. Like, yeah, there’s plenty of stories that make all these progressive points but still don’t do diversity properly when that’s really the most simple bar to cross.
I was talking to my mother about this literally like three hours ago actually, the fact that the story itself isn’t bogged down with trying to beat around the bush and clean up its act to be more palatable. It is unapologetically anti-cop, it is unapologetically unpacking class issues, it is unapologetically unpacking disability rights, and it isn’t doing so by whitewashing those things with metaphors and allegories. A part of that is the casual diversity, certainly, but imo that’s just a drop in the bucket of all the rlly fantastic choices the story’s made.
And again I wasn’t expecting it!!! Like I got drawn in by Oru being hot, ngl, and now I’m here like. Holy shit, this is one of the most progressive stories I’ve read in fucking forever, and it’s aimed at like. Tween girls. Goddamn
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twoheadedstar · 1 year
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Gnashing my teeth like a child of Cain
If this is a peison I'm willing to burn my own chain
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lesenbyan · 2 years
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"Hey Jay, explain the difference between Abbadon and Crowley in a sentence" asked no one. But that difference is: Abbadon is hot, Crowley is compelling.
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zehecatl · 2 years
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once in a while i get the urge to create a story set in the woods, in the fields and the hills, where nature is god and rivers are kings, and there is something between the trees, seen only in the space between one trunk and the next
the woods are vast, and they are endless, and they could, if they wanted, swallow you whole, skin and cloth and hair
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chernozemm · 7 months
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infatuation makes your heart race love is quiet. love sets you at ease.
and because most of my pieces are mental screenshots of little scenes in my head, here's the scene:
Crowley was tugged into consciousness bit by bit. The afternoon light slowly filtered in, as well as the hum of music from the other room and the weird angle his neck was at. He was warm and content and wanted to sink back into his nap, but the threads of sleep fluttered away the more he tried. Finally, he took a deeper breath, shifting in the armchair, and cracked an eye open just a sliver. There he was, the angel, sitting at his desk. Had hardly noticed Crowley was awake, engulfed in his task of retouching a damaged page. Looking at his hands, Crowley became aware of the fuzzy warmth covering his own and peeked down to see a blanket tucked around his shoulders.
The feeling hit him so hard he let his head loll to the side, eyes closed. His chest tightened and he just…buckled. Finally came undone under the weight of his love for Aziraphale. Its inexorable, steadfast pull which he had been pushing back against for millennia, it had finally caught him off guard, sleepy and vulnerable and so tired from holding back, from refusing to name it. It was a quiet surrender. Crowley looked back at Aziraphale with the understanding of a man meeting his end and embracing it.
Perhaps he could gently pull the blanket to the side and get up. Perhaps he could cross the few steps to the desk and place a freshly made cup of tea to Aziraphale’s right. Perhaps he would hold his gaze, for longer than needed to answer “Don’t mention it”. Perhaps he would ask him if he would like a scone with that. Perhaps Aziraphale would understand that this was not about the scone at all. And yet, what Crowley was asking of him was also exactly about scones. And tea. And quiet afternoons together. Perhaps the angel would finally put down his sword, too, and the world would let out a breath it had been holding for millennia.
the soulmate to this piece, i guess.
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mwagneto · 6 months
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one day. misha collins' nda will expire. and it'll be the funniest day of our lives
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brothfan1997 · 1 year
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i feel like being a dragon type trainer would be the pokemon universe equivalent of being a horse girl because the whole thing would just be so complicated and expensive. there’s just no way someone with a dragonite or a salamence is ever going to shut up about having a dragonite or a salamence. something about owning a huge beast
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furiwokaaan · 1 year
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"Hey why isn't the ride here yet??? What if Megumi catches a cold huh??? He has school tomorrow!!"
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merrigel · 3 months
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I want it back = I drag its dead weight forward
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abalidoth · 11 months
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god made me nonbinary for the same reason that a big ol bucket of undifferentiated Legos is always way more fun to a kid than a kit where you build some specific diorama of a media property
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sepezzz · 5 months
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magnus charas pt.2 !
/ tma s1 spoilers
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