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feel-the-fire · 7 months
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Barkis art dump, featuring my buddy @starwarsgirl198 ‘s OC, Amelia Sinclair.
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Happy Holidays humans, demons, angels and all other manner of supernatural beings!
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wilisyourthrill · 2 years
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Ask me questions about hell on earth 🔥😈🌎
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feicake · 1 year
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april 13th and 14th
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nataliedecorsair · 2 years
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Some Dreamworks & Disney characters fan art I drew in the past couple of years. Who do you like the most? >>> I have more Hades & Eris arts here <<< And here’s the post with a bit more of Spirit art -----
UPD - Dr. Facilier art is here. Old Tzipporah art is here UPD - added Puss in Boots art. Actual Puss can be found here :) UPD - added new Moses and Tzipporah art! UPD - I drew more Atlantis art, old art of Helga can be found here
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thedespot · 1 year
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Here are My Favourite Female Animated Characters from various eras! Interestingly, I've noticed a recurring pattern among them, Ummm.
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a-dauntless-daffodil · 9 months
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i miss them travelling in the tardis (about everyone)
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maiemorrae · 3 months
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Character Voice #2
Had a lot of fun with the first and saw a friend put out another sentence to try. This time the prompt comes from @dragonprincedawn
"You don't look good, are you ok?"
Ellis: "Hey… are you alright? It just seems you have a lot on your mind."
Aleksandr: "Is something the matter? You seem unwell."
Amelia: "Hmmm… you have that look about you, is everything alright?"
Lucas: "Maybe you should slow down? Ah… well it just seems you might be unwell."
Diana: "Pain, annoyance, or concern? Perhaps I can help."
Illiya: "Are you in pain or have some other ailment? If it's treatable I can help."
Spectre: "Go on now, you've got something on your mind. You can tell me, or maybe let me figure it out."
The Archivist: "A moment please, you seem to be troubled by something, is there anything I can do to aid you?"
These were very fun to do. To add another sentence to the pool, and open to anyone.
"Please don't leave me alone right now."
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pysslala · 1 year
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Me & my animated crushes! Bask in the bisexual glory that are these images.
I am bad at making digital collages 😅
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v0idwraith · 1 year
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literally no one asked for this, but im doing it anyway! i feel like sexuality plays more of a role in a person’s favorite companion than a persons favorite doctor, mostly due to the vast differences in how sexual or not sexual the companions are with their respective doctors
before anyone asks, im not giving you the option to vote for wilf because i know for a fact he would win both polls. i know he’s your true favorite, i love him too
⚠️if you’re allo, please look in the reblogs for the link to the other poll for you!⚠️
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lindscys · 5 months
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@astremourante ♡’d for a starter (still accepting) !
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worry spread across the detective's face quickly, as if the previous expression had never been there at all. "what happened?" she asked, stepping closer to amelia. "are you hurt?"
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The gang's all here
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mythvoiced · 7 months
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' I want to tear open your rib cage and bury myself within your heart so you can never forget me. ' for hermes
@astremourante | freeform~ ♥
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Hermes can't for the life of himself remember if Gods, Olympians, are even supposed to breathe. There's nothing written down anywhere to tell him how mortal they appear to be, when only the most spectacular of deaths can scratch them lightly.
But it certainly feels like, right now, he's forgotten how to anyway.
The air stills in his lungs. It's a miracle to have anything in him still at all, always vibrant, always rampant, always a hundred thousand miles a minuted, his eyes flicker too fast when he shifts his gaze, he rambles before he talks, he takes twenty steps at the pace of one, and he's always hurrying his own thought process along.
But Amelia...
Oh, Amelia...
Amelia always makes him falter. Makes him hard stop. Makes him halt in his step, dead in his tracks, stumble over himself without ever actually doing so. It's like finding a moment of silence amid loud-blowing wind, aggressive static, continued thinking.
It's thrilling.
The way he needs to take a moment.
The way he has to pause.
He has no idea if or how it'll settle, this sensation. Something new is always exciting, but will he grow to anticipate it, to ache for it, claw and growl for it?
Will he grow to resent it, to have it harden his jaw, make the breath he keeps taste acidic and rotten?
Will she reside in his rib cage at that point?
He looks down, noticing belatedly that he'd lost his focus on her, busy with ramifications and implications and cause and effect and butterflies and hurricanes and whatnot, completely sacrilegious when she's right there.
Oh, Amelia, beautiful and deadly, divine and gory. He doesn't know if she understands just how brightly she burns in the eyes of a god, and to think he's among the more... well... mellow of his kind. More reclusive even in the face of his chattering and running and his well I know just about anyone.
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How she makes him feel alive, makes him feel like staying still is worth the tremor in his legs, the ache burning through his veins urging him to keep moving, the cramps in his thighs, the whiny frustration building behind his eyes.
It all vanishes.
Just because she demands it.
"Metaphorically?" he asks, eyebrows lifted, pearly whites on display. He wants to eat her alive. He wants her to chew her way through the tissues inside his rib cage, wants her to tower over him with golden ichor on her fingers and teeth.
It's what she deserves, no?
"I would never forget you, Amelia, hey," he interrupts himself with laughter, back of his throat, wide-eyed, baffled and delighted, "I couldn't if I wanted to."
He leans in, down, careful to keep his twisting fingers behind his back, folded like a good, scolded child. He blows cool, sharp wind into her face, the kind that tastes uncomfortable and lung-engulfing like when you hold your face out of a care and the speed threatens to suffocate you.
Forgive him. He doesn't notice. He only cares about her lips, the count of her freckles - constellations that would make Heracles pale - the depth of her eyes.
"But you're welcome to do that, anyway. As a warranty, so to speak."
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feicake · 1 year
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February 27
a redesign of my oc Amelia!
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mambosfive · 11 months
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𝐯𝐮𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬   →   accepting.
❛ you shouldn't feel ashamed. ❜ @astremourante
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a wave of guilt, shame, and disappointment washed over tina at the sound of amelia's words. as much as their intention might be in the right place, they did little to stop the feelings that had buried themselves deep within her. she wasn't sure she a knew a way to work without feeling ashamed, considering the predicament that she found herself in from the moment she was passed the bar. "you don't know the half of it." though the irony was, that went both ways. all she knew was that amelia was an asset, and if there was any protecting that needed doing, she'd have to do it. that was tina's whole job, protect mambo and everything he had as part of his syndicate. and she hated it.
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