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idk why but I headcanon genderbent epel to be much taller than normal epel. Like really tall. And muscular. And kinda manly. Y'know, to keep the trap/reverse trap thing going on.
And I kinda want epel to meet that version of him and be like "I could've been this."
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slavhew · 11 days
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only able to draw by tricking my brain into thinking thats not what we're about to do
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francy-sketches · 7 months
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that thing people do where they write essays and post book quotes to prove how hot their favorite fictional little girl of choice is but it's me pulling out receipts of everytime joffrey and tommen are described with long beautiful curls bc someone said they 'canonically have fuckass bobs' and I'm drawing them wrong
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linkvcr · 2 months
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i'll be having such a good day and then i'll rmbr oot link + the heros shade and i'll no longer be having a good day
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crochet-honeybee · 11 months
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t0mmy being pulled around by wilbvr in a little collar. hes just has a collar on all the time and then at home wilbvr attaches a leash to him. maybe ties the leash to his desk so his puppy cant leave without permission. streaming with his puppy at his feet, petting his head and calling him "such a good dog" and not showing his puppy on camera. are you hearing me
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shellshooked · 5 months
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sorry if this is super random but the way you color/shade your art gives it the same vibes and warmth of a kitchen. like it’s so warm and comforting and just feels like a childhood memory. sorry ik this makes no sense 😭
CHILDHOOD KITCHEN???? CHILDHOOD MEMORY????? WHAT IF I CRIED. WHAT IF I SOBBED. WHAT IF I GAVE U SMOOCHES
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da-proti-toku-grem · 9 days
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my mom found this super detailed online test that helps you find careers that you'd probably like according to your answers (ofc we know that it's just a test and it doesn't mean you have to study what they give you, but i just can't find anything that i like and i'm running out of time, so we were like, why not yk) so, i took the test and after 30 minutes of answering questions you know what i got? biotechnology. the same career that i chose last year and the one i dropped out of in january.
idk if i want to laugh or cry tbh
#i mean it gives you more than one option but this was the one with more compatibility#and the other ones are also a big no for me so...#god idk what to do with my life#and atp i can't help but start thinking (again): did i drop out bc i didn't like the career or bc my mental health is SO bad#i think it's a combination of the the two bc yeah i probably would've enjoyed the few months i did at least a bit more if i wasn't depresse#but i REALLY didn't like it#tho then again i don't know what changed bc it WAS what i wanted and then i got there and i went NOPE almost immediately#and like i know your opinions can change and that is good that i dropped out if i realized that's not my thing#but i can't help but wonder if it is really not my thing or is my brain just not letting me enjoy the things i like?#bc every option i've been looking at to start next year is like... No#i can't find anything i think i might enjoy at least a little bit#i found this university that i gives you the possibility of doing the classes and exams online and everything#and that would be to study 'translation and interpretation' with english & french (& spanish ofc)#and since i'm already bilingual in english & i've a certificate in french (not bilingual but is smth) i would be able to skip some subjects#which is good i guess and i like languages but it's also like the opposite of what i've been doing my whole life bc i studied science in hs#and then again idk if i'll like it or not#and i know i won't know if i like it or not until i try it out and everyone is like 'well if it's not your thing then you drop out again'#which i mean is true i Can but god i don't want to go through all this again i need at least a bit of certainity or i'm gonna go insane#also i've been searching for so long w/o findinf anything that my parents are already saying#'well if you don't want to study you'll have to look for a job'#and if the thought of studying a carreer is already scary#if i have to look for a job rn (there are not many options here if you don't have a degree)......#the thought itself makes me sick :/#i just don't know what to do and i'm so fucking tired i just want to curl up in bed and not do anything for at least 2 months#(am i having another existential crisis after that panic attack 3 days ago or did the existential crisis not stop since january?)#(probably sooner)#(i guess we'll never know........)#venting#maca speaks
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kyuriman · 8 months
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I know when ppl draw kyle as a furry or an animal in general they draw him as a fox which I totally understand why (it's super cute) but I like the idea of him as a standard red poodle I think
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Like this is Kyle to me
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clambuoyance · 1 year
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favorite kon design?
whaaat i like them all (its the og 90s design) they all look interesting (fave is the 90s) and its fun to see the different costumes and styles (90s…)
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tarantula-hawk-wasp · 28 days
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i did finally get a denman brush bc i kind of stagnated trying to put effort into my hair bc grad school but adding making brush clumps to my routine is a lot less intimidating than adding in time for diffusing
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mechieonu · 5 months
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FROM THE START self-love and acceptance has been one of the major themes of the series and if ANYONE could benefit from that tigress is RIGHT THERE
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morningmarionette · 4 days
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turned Lucy into myself :3 (also gave her short hair)
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tiredassmage · 1 year
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🖊 for Tyr 👀👀 maybe early Intelligence days thoughts?
Experienced a Thought I've been delaying acknowledging for like a month now??? Probably??? Aaauhhhh that spawned a potential emotion-busting revelation, so I MEANT to talk about this in like, a constructed manner, but then I busted out a fic musing about the latest ping pong ball of a thought to go flying across the room like that scene from the first Men In Black, so uhhhh Merry Crisis with me?!
I'm still rotating this in my head wondering if I really need to add another layer of complexity to Tyr's already botched life, but also: it's real damn good and it hurts me, so, naturally, I'm going to release that upon the world now, too. xD
Anyway. Vague context if you want it: I posted this trying not to chew on this like a stick and go absolutely insane about it, bUT it only encouraged me, so now we have this instead.
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DECKARD, TYR V.
Keeper stilled as his eyes landed at the top of the next file, the steady hum of air circulators and databanks blending into a yet more quiet background noise. Carding through potential recruits was a lengthy process, even with the rigid requirements of the Intelligence Academy.
Perhaps his wife was right, he considered idly. The long days and dwindling nights had long characterized his career with Intelligence. Surely it was, on some level, partially responsible for a few of the permanent lines dug in across his features and the graying, receding hair. He still hadn’t pinned whether work at the head of Operations division outpaced the weight of being in the field.
Such idle musings would do little to cull the ever-growing list of his responsibilities.
He turned away from the face of the chrono again with a sniff. Briefly, he pinched the bridge of his nose and closed aching eyes. He’d call it soon, but he’d opened this last report, so there was little sense it putting it off further. Academy leadership had urged him to take particular interest in this potential officer.
A frown set a bit further across thinned lips as he read over the name again.
Deckard.
High marks in weapons proficiency, infiltration, negotiation… High marks relatively across the board. Impressive. Very impressive for such a young recruit.
For the moment, he skipped the file attachments. Data first. Early twenties. Successful shadow and support on a wet-foot operation local on Dromund Kaas. Adaptable in the field. Good at taking orders.
Limited connections with family - that would make operations easier long-term.
Deckard. Fairly ranked officer in the Imperial Navy. Marriage to a testy, if moderatly influential Sith Lord some three decades back or so. He remembered the one rather well, had exchanged some mild pleasantries over the engagement… Hot headed, their daughter. She'd be about the age to send to Korriban now, he reckoned, if she hadn't been already.
The son, it seemed, had managed to dodge that ill temperament thus far.
Deckard, Tyr V. Reportedly orphaned by fleet action and charitably raised by the then-Commander Deckard - the officer had been related to the boy’s parents and had taken him rather than pass him off to an impassionate system.
That same piece of action had earned the patriarch a promotion to Captain following, if memory served him correctly.
Keeper drew a hand across his chin. The boy’s discipline and piloting training would have made him a just fit for the Navy to keep, but Academy recruitment had singled him out during early martial skills training.
His fingers hovered - hesitated - over the attached shots from Academy entrance.
Outplayed, or simply mocked by whatever forces were or were not at work in this wretched galaxy, Keeper mused with a scowl threatening his lips. A Watcher or three were always fond of telling him it’d make those lines around his eyes more permanent - a sentiment the wife often echoed.
That was the bloody thing about Ciphers - they were damn difficult to truly eliminate. Silent fingerprints left across the galaxy despite retirement or reassignment or even gross and utter failure.
Keeper closed the file and dimmed the lights in his office before he leaned back in his chair and released a long, bone-deep sigh slowly, hands steepling to touch fingertips to his forehead.
He was all but the top of his class - strong potential to be an absolute asset to Operations. An opportunity that couldn’t be passed up in a right mind.
Particularly with whispers that the military was still probing for weaknesses along Republic lines, they could ill-afford to be short-staffed. The… competitive nature of their Empire always bred opportunity. The grass was tall and there were vipers aplenty.
Duty seemed to remove the choice in the matter.
He opened his eyes and leaned forward. They had a number of sensitive operations that would need delicate, well-trained hands coming up. He’d examine this latest grouping of operatives personally, he decided.
That would show him painfully well just how much a son would manage to follow a father. Even as well-removed from a Cipher’s imprint as had been affordable by the circumstances.
He picked up the datapad once more, finished off the approval for the select few that would be moving forward to finalize their training and transition into active service. Then he stood and prepared to head home, but not before lingering a few moments longer over that last file.
He should have sent the boy much farther than Dromund Kaas.
A moot point and an ill-advised longing now, he reasoned as a finger brushed the edges of the screen. Whether or not it would’ve saved the boy from Intelligence, they’d never know now.
At the absolute least, he’d avoid mentioning this to the wife. For now. Their illustrious Emperor, even in sleep, knew she worried plenty enough as it was.
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linkvcr · 2 months
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💭 fi...
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marsbotz · 3 months
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goodnighttttt everypony [demons clawing at me]
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enevera · 16 days
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i dont wanna count the weeks i just feel sad
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