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#Thank you!! monch
griffincastle · 20 days
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Borthday?!?
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Cake for u!!
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h0nkshroom · 23 days
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got u fam
drawing prompt: hokilian meeting monch at the lighthouse >:D
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They are infatuated
BONUS
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Cult Leader went to go fishing and ended up witnessing moth behavior
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ratcandy · 1 month
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i was mostly talking about girls . HOT--
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anannua · 1 year
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2 Gremlins 🧡 Love Bite for @dark4kuran I hope you enjoy these two being goofy
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nani-nonny · 4 months
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Apologies if I’ve missed something or got it wrong, I had to rush these as it turned out 🫠 so please excuse the coloured one, I don’t really like colouring…
But you really did fill my need to drawing tots 😂 I was getting art block on my wips I hope you like? 🫣
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Lil Lou-Boo :(((( /pos
She’s so— *crumbles* in her dad’s scarf too??? *melts* aksjakasjgagahsjaag
Thank you so much :(((((( /pos /pos /pos
I’ll skip all the plot just to get to the fatherhood solely because of this /j
Sweet lil bean baby, que linda preciosa :((((
<33333 thank you so so much!
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secondsonaym · 1 year
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OH
APPARENTLY THEY PATCHED THE MOTH BEING NAMED RATAU ERROR
THEIR NAME IS MONCH....
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kaleidoscopek9 · 1 year
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💜💕💙I'm gonna eat your art with my bare fucking hands💚💞✨️
make sure you wash them first
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ghostwise · 1 year
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19%!
19% How does your character’s living space reflect their personality?
There's a lot of symbolism to it, so this question is kind of perfect? In the story you're going to see her living somewhere kind of opulent, yet decaying; the mansion is old, it has a lot of history, and it's where she grew up. But it's trapped her.
Rinnala is trapped by the past in this story. She's trapped in the hacienda, she's trapped by her trauma. She can't move on because she feels responsible for the land, and her family, and her father's actions, and in a way even for Zevran--because having him around is not good for her, but she is so unsettled at the thought of him y'know. Being out there. IN the world. Like not wanting to let a frightening sight out of your view. That kind of responsibility.
And there's a scene way in the second half of the fic where she has an interesting interaction with Hamal, she's helping him in this scene, and she asks him, why so surprised? I am not an ungracious host. But it's an obligation she feels. Trapped by convention, trapped by rules.
Things change.
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scionitics · 2 years
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oh yeah, i absolutely made an aether vampire based off of 6.2 spoilers and you bet she’s being added to the multi the moment i update my card.
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Plz, I am giving you chiky nugy, share with someone special
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For me????? Thank you I will forever treasure the honor of being gifted a chiky nugy 💖💖💖
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ourple-octoling · 1 year
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[ octoliar ] BITES HIM. BITES HIM. BITES HIM.
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@octoliar
BITES HIM. BITES HIM. BITES HIM. BITES HIM!
clown to clown communication.
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ratcandy · 2 months
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i've decided that the only cotl art i will rb ever will be of npcs that don't matter and that's IT!!!!!! idon't WANT to see main characters anymore I want to see those guys
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vynsvision · 2 years
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sending an ask cause its easier, so a crystal is basically a mineral that has an internal structure, like a crystal exists because its molecules are built in a specific configuration
example: quartz and opal are both minerals and both are composed by the same exact proportions of silicon and oxygen, but in quartz the molecular structure has to be a specific way to form the natural prism shape that quartz is famously known for, while opal is just a random assortment of molecules and it can grow in any shape because there isnt an internal structure that it has to follow strictly
stones are just any rock! even the ugly ones lol, also yea birthstones and stuff are more astrology than anything really, but its still pretty neat stuff i just know nothing about that
also heres a fun fact! zephyr and ruby are virtually the same rock but in different font
FASCINATING!!!
I just now saw this bc I never check my inbox, I thought I was being overbearingndjfjfjfjf BUT ANYWHO WOWIE THANK YOU FOR ROCK FACTS !!! :D
Zephyr is such a good name. Word. Idk. So many rocks n minerals and crystals are the same things, just different fonts, as far as I can tell. So on brand for rocks. <3333
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An offering in return
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lazylittledragon · 6 months
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i've never sent an ask to you in my life but i need you to know that i saw "MONCH" at 2am and it's the hardest i've ever laughed idk why but thank you
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like father like son
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neverchecking · 11 months
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Hey again, thank you so much for the banana (haha) it was nice of you. And ever since we started talking about Wild and Sage, I couldn’t help but draw them. (Lowkey sorry, I couldn’t put much detail into them since I use a cheap app and it doesn’t like to do much, but I’m more of an traditional artist anyways, I’ll make a better one.) I want to join in on the “request train” but I’m not too creative with what I want like the others, but I’ll try.
So female reader had met both Wild and Sage but thought they were the same person. So she gets invited to their house and realizes.. twins… You can make it NSFW if you like, and you can use any kink that you would see fit… I’m not to good with kinks. But enjoy my drawing and have fun. 🍏
“Prepare for Trouble!”
“And make it Double~”
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OMG THAT ART IS SO GOOD THE GERUDO FIT AHHAHHH NAD SAGE MY BELOVED LOOK AT HIM JUST WANNA MONCH ON HIS FACE softly and with love bc he deserves it.
So the way this is worded makes me think you wanted Poly, so I went with these two as poly. Even though they hate each other.
Remember. They are not in love with each other, as that is Linkcest and I Will Not write that, but they are in love with Reader. Thank you!
I love the team rocket bit, cracks me up-
I am monching my second apple and offer you 🍌 *to the Zelda tune when you find a chest* BA-NA-NA-NAAAAAAAA
I am so funny I swear
Yall can thank @fanfic-fairy-fountain bc that picture of Sage is absolutely SENDING ME- I cackle every time I think about it
Sage is TotK Link!
Smut so MDNI, 18+!
Smut CW: Double trouble, threesomes, AFAB reader!, they turn it into a competition.
A Tick
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Could he honestly say that he was one hundred percent okay with the way things have played out?
...No.
He was still weighing his pros and cons actually. While he adored you and wanted to show you off to the world, he probably should've thought this through just a touch more.
But the fallen hero had a way of just getting under his skin. Like a tick. Staying there and eating away at him over and over again. It was infuriating. The competitive streak in him wouldn't let him just let this go. He had to prove to this...creature, to Wild, that he was better in every single way.
Every. Single. Way.
So he introduced you to him, against his better judgement. Just to rub it in his face. You were the light of his life and Wild deserved to know that Sage had won. Just this once he had beaten the odds, gave Hylia the middle finger, and had won you.
He did not account for Wild taking as great of an interest in you as he did.
Whenever Sage turned his back, there was that failure. He started off slow and timid, like prey poking at a snare trap, but soon grew cocky. What was once just handing you a single flower that they had found on the trail soon turned into Wild handing you a bouquet of flowers that he had obviously gone out of his way to get. What was once just offering you an apple or a handful of wild berries turned into hand-crafted snacks catered to your semi-specific tastes.
And thus the tick was back.
Only it had evolved. Feeding off of him and his actions, mannerisms tuning themselves to an echo of his own just to impress you. Which just would not stand.
You were his. Mind, body and soul, you belonged to Sage. You two had a house together, had talked about getting a pet, threw around the idea of marriage, had gotten as close as two individuals could get. He had felt the way your muscles moved under him as you clawed marks up and down his back. Had felt your teeth dig into his neck in a way to muffle your cries despite the fact that they were music to his ears. Had held you as your clenched and quivered around him, dripping onto his lap as your broke beneath his touch.
Sage just had to prove this to Wild.
Wild would never amount to what Sage was. Sage was just better. Faster, stronger, smarter, he had the failure beat in every way.
Including this way.
You were hanging onto his, arms locked around his neck, as your thighs shook from where he held them. He was standing, already nestled deep within you as he glowered down at Wild. Every second he wasted was another second you were left growing more and more nervous. You were already unsure about the idea, but agreed nonetheless. Because you were oh-so benevolent and oh-so kind. Perfect in every way.
Still, you pushed you face further into his neck, panting heavily against his ear. Your fingers clenched into fists against his neck before they released, knotting themselves in his hair. He could hear your silent plea all too clearly.
"Hurry up." He snapped, watching Wild flinch. What the hold up was, he had no idea. Wild just needed to get the fuck over it. "Hesitate any longer and I won't need to worry about showing you up."
Wild bristled, but remained silent for a second, coating his shaft in a clear oil before stepping behind you. His hands hesitated before landing on your hips. He stepped closer, fiddling with something Sage couldn't see before you were gasping. Your grip tightened and he immediately hushed you, cooing soft nothings into your ear.
People called him an asshole, a heartless lunatic, maybe even a rat bastard, which was probably all true, but he would be damned before he treated you as anything other than the divinity you were.
"Keep breathing, sun flower. You're doing so well." Sage hummed, rubbing his thumb up and down your thigh. Your entire body clenched, making him suck in a breath, before you were relaxing and Wild was lowly groaning behind you.
It was an uncomfortable feeling, feeling Wild so close-- something he never thought he'd have to put up with-- but he had a point to prove.
Sage was the first to move, gently pulling out and making both you and the Tick hiss before he was pushing back in. His whispers never stopped as he spilt praise after sweet praise, all for you.
"You're doing so well, my light. Taking us both like this? Truly impressive."
"Goddess-" Wild cursed, head falling to your shoulder as his bangs fell in front of his face.
He made it too easy sometimes. Sage smirked. "Gonna burst already, road rash?"
The nickname made the other growl under his breath, lip lifting in a snarl. "You wish, No-name."
Sage's movements went from a slow and languid pace to his hips suddenly snapping against yours. Your entire body jolted as you cried out, pulling at his hair. He gently cooed at you once more. "I'm sorry, I know. I'm sorry, princess." His attention turned to the other. "I can tell just by the look on your virgin face that you're practically bursting at the seams."
"Ha-ah-" Wild quivered behind you, knuckles turning white against your hips as he moved back an inch. "'doing just fine."
"Sure, you are." His rhythmic tempo picked up once more, only tempered by Wild slowly gaining confidence with his own thrusts. "Take one of her legs."
Wild did as told, freeing one of Sage's hands so it could move to thumb at your clit. You squeezed around them once more, making both males freeze as low groans growled out of their throats.
While he wanted to prove Wild wrong, so fucking badly, you came first. Your pleasure came before either of theirs. You were his goddess, and Sage made sure Wild understood that before letting him anywhere near you.
One look over your shoulder told Sage all he needed to know about the matter and where the Tick stood on it. His eyes blazed with a familiar lust, but not one driven by the want to see how far he could push. No, this was a need to feel you cry around him, coming undone as nothing but pleasure ran like fire in your veins.
For a parasite, Wild was a quick learner. Not as fast as he was, but fast enough, as his other hand took your other thigh from Sage, freeing both of his hands.
Sage knew your body, and he knew it well. He was able to play you like a fiddle and make you sing for him, doubly so now that you couldn't close your legs to keep him out.
Sage would never like Wild. Of this he was certain. However, there was a certain amount of respect he could lend to someone just as dedicated to treating you like the Goddess you were.
Just as long as he understood who had the upper hand.
And it wasn't a measly little tick.
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