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dontflirt · 1 year
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY ERIC 🦄💘 221222
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witchmd13 · 4 months
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forgot how agitated arthur was by merlin's general existance in valient lmao he was clearly too nervous and merlin wouldn't shut up. i love how that becomes their own private ritual later. they exist in that bubble before every fight or war or anything dangerous they have to do. how arthur learns how to gauge merlin's mood during from those moments and just know what merlin's thinking. how merlin always choses to voice his opinion then. how if they were in a fight that's when they probably make up. i missed them so much.
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naffeclipse · 3 months
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What if Eclipse from AP was a naga? And this took place in the deep jungle of the amazon, where photographer y/n is trying to take pictures of the wildlife?
I'm vibrating at the speed of sound over this ask while also nudging my naga au
Naga Eclipse from AP would have the tail of a Green Anaconda, with an olive green scaly color dotted with black, framed by burning-like flares of orange along the length of his slithery body. He's also decorated with orange-yellow striping on either side of his long, slipper form. His upper half is scaley with a lithe deadliness to his musculature and decorated by frills surrounding his head with brighter orange-yellow colors, almost hypnotic in their gradient hues. One eye is deep emerald green, and one is midnight blue.
Lucky you—you're out on a once-in-a-lifetime expedition to explore a jungle closed off to the public, funded by Fazco, and occupied by two researchers who will be your bunkmates for the next few weeks. You're itching to take photos of the large river, including swamps, marshes and streams, and whatever wildlife is out there.
The few locals you did meet before you left to hike the rest of the way to what would be your new, isolated home warned you of a dangerous snake—a large, mythical beast. You take note of the local folklore. You understand the truth is hidden in there somewhere, and you are well aware of the dangers and diseases you could be met with in such a harsh environment, but you're determined.
It doesn't take long for you to feel eyes watching you when you first venture out by yourself. You take beautiful pictures of freshwater fish, big and beautiful, unlike any you have ever seen. Of course, you have hundreds of snapshots of the local flora, the trees, the floating meadows, the thick vines that drape each branch and hang thickly about the ground. You almost forget that you eerily don't feel alone.
But you swear something moves in the water—the ripples stop as soon as you look. The stillness is suddenly stiff, lifeless. Even the birds have stopped chirping.
You lower your camera and carefully put it away. A trickle of fear slips into your heart. You turn away from the river's edge only to be met by a low hiss and a creature, unlike anything you witnessed in your travels, spooling itself neatly out of the water, blocking your path to the base. An incredible creature with long arms and a great, serpentine tail that seems to stretch for yards and yards. You can hardly breathe in his presence—he's otherworldly with his frills and scales and fangs.
His eyes contain a mesmerizing shine as if staring into a fire as it burns or watching the ocean as it laps up against the beach, drawing your attention, demanding you don't look away. You couldn't anyway. Half-frozen, you struggle to keep from collapsing. He beckons with a sharp talon. He hisses softly for you to come closer, mouse. He wants to see you. You try to beg no without revealing how terribly you tremble. He doesn't let you go. He insists. His eyes flash with an allure. You almost step close when he murmurs that you need to be good.
But then your sense of survival kicks adrenaline into your heart, and you turn to run—
He strikes faster than your eyes can follow. Two loops of his green and orange tail surrounded you in an instant. You're dragged to the ground, your arms pinned under his mass, and the back of your head cradled by his large palm as powerful muscles squeeze you in the slightest—a gentle rebuke for thinking you could get away. You're hyper-aware of the terrifying bulk of muscles as you lie trapped in his coils. One strong twist and your eyes could pop out of your skull, and every bone protecting your heart and lungs would crumble to shards. You gasp. An urge to kick your legs and struggle erupts in your panic; a sinking feeling tells you it would only make things worse.
He coos over you, hissing and humming in an ancient song of the jungle you have no name for. When you whimper, he shushes you and strokes your cheek. He tells you how lovely you'll be. When you talk back to him, somehow finding your tongue amid your horror, you find out his name. Eclipse. He moves you more upright, resting you on his tail so you're not petrified by how vulnerable you feel lying down, but he never loosens his scaly bindings. He hovers over you. You gaze into his stunning frills of yellow-orange and wonder how a being like him came to exist. He studies you as you study him. He grins at how you shiver when he traces your collarbone with a sharp fingertip.
You remind yourself that you can still breathe. He hasn't crushed you—yet—but you don't like how wide his smile is. Sometimes, his jaw stretches a little too long as if dislocating from his skull, ready to devour you. His eyes gleam with a ravenousness as scales twist around you, holding you close enough to smell the slick green water he had been in and deep musk.
He tells you that he'll see you again very soon—away from other humans, lest you bring him a fine gift for a meal. You can only flex your fingers, silently pleading in your heart that he won't unhook his jaw and eat you alive.
Then, he unravels himself from your limbs. But before he lets you go entirely, he leans in close, his serpentine tongue flickering close to your neck and by your hair, tasting the air around you as you muster all your strength to not scream. He inhales deeply, pleased, before he murmurs, "Sweet mouse. You are mine. Say it."
You don't understand, but you echo his command, and when he taps your chin once in what might have been a loving gesture, you force your jelly legs to solidify before you run and run, all the way back to base. You slam the door to your room behind you. You touch your ribs, your arms, still caught in the heavy sensation of his loops as if he were upon you right now.
The stories are true—there is a giant snake in this jungle, and he wants you. You're afraid to discover if Eclipse's intrigue with you is only an exotic way to satisfy his hunger.
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valfeathers · 10 months
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remake 🌈
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empyrangel · 7 months
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Just had my first in game sagau experience today.
I’ve pretty much always been doing everything in Mondstadt- commissions, crafting, cooking, etc- since Fontaine came out I’ve switched to doing everything there since I love the region and it’s a nice change of pace. But today when I went to do my dailies, I saw that one of my commissions was the Godwin quest where you have to take his letter to his girlfriend so he can pretend he’s on the expedition when in reality he’s chilling near Windrise like 5 minutes from the city. Anyway, when I saw this I was like oh Godwin moved?? He’s in Fontaine now?? Nope, just the usual Mondstadt commission. I check my commissions tab, they’re set for Fontaine.
It’s trivial, but it kinda feels like Venti’s being clingy, like he’s telling me he wants me to come back to Mondstadt again. Especially since out of all the quests it was the Godwin quest where he stays in Mondstadt because of his lover instead of leaving to go abroad.
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nonuggetshere · 7 months
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I'm DONE, I'M FINALLY DONE
Designs/refs for all the kids I gave to the buggycule so far, ordered from oldest to youngest
Grouped roughly by their age groups (each row is around the same age)
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geumibear · 1 year
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230323 LAW @ MCOUNTDOWN PARK HANBIN FANCAM
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lollytea · 1 year
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She was driven mad by the truth (Clover and Emmeline love Hunter to pieces)
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beanghostprincess · 19 days
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Your blog has sold me on Sanusona and I will never recover. Thank you.
I am going to shamelessly yeet my own headcanons at you in gratitude.
Luffy being aroace is Perfection to me. But give me Luffy having squishes on his crew. Give me Luffy having platonic crushes and not hesitating to act on them because love is precious and he's used to losing it.
Give me Luffy shamelessly holding hands, asking for cuddles, giving kisses to foreheads and cheeks and chins, depending on what he can reach. Give me that being a staple of being on his crew - that they receive unfiltered, unadulterated love from their captain.
Give me them slowly reciprocating the love, as well. Give me Luffy pouring his heart to them, bright smiles and warm embraces and the crew turning to him like flowers to the sun. Give me Luffy pausing the first time someone drops a kiss to his head or initiating a touch. Give me him suddenly Realizing that they trust him. Give me him realizing that they're RESPONDING, something only his brothers had ever done before.
Give me that being a tipping point where Luffy, resident sunshine incarnate, begins to wane because of his own traumas that he has yet to tell his crew, his people, his family.
((And also he absolutely crawls into bed with Sanji, Nami and Ussop some nights because Sanji clings, Nami winds up an octopus around the people in bed with her, and Ussop is simply the BEST at being a living weighted blanket. Pressure, warm, safe - not even the nightmares can get him there.))
You're so welcome. Live laugh love Sanusona <3
Aroace Luffy being so affectionate with his crew in a way that would seem romantic but isn't is the cutest thing because we have to normalize this-- I do it CONSTANTLY with my friends. And Luffy has soooo much love to give. He's always hugging and kissing them and clinging onto them. And most of the crew isn't used to that type of affection so it's beautiful to see them getting used to so much love all of a sudden <3
(I can totally imagine these three starting to date and Luffy wanting to cuddle with them while Sanji is like "this is a romantic activity, Luffy, get off the fucking bed-" while Nami and Usopp are half asleep and going "Nahhh, it's okay, let him sleep here, he's gonna be more annoying if he doesn't". And it turns out that cuddling with Luffy is extremely comfortable and warm and they love their captain's affection <3)
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lark-of-mirkwood · 6 months
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So upset about the fact that there are artists who whitewash Raphael from Baldur's Gate 3, like ... That man has bronze skin (human form) not LIGHT PINK 💀 And then when I point it out and that it's not okay, leaving a tip on how to avoid that mistake next time, they don't know what I'm talking about and are offended!
"I color-picked from a screenshot" DID YOU EVEN LOOK AT HIM ONCE
"Why do you come to my post und comment something like this???" AS IF I CALLED YOU NAMES OR SOMETHING, omgg
It can happen that you pick the wrong skin color, that's okay, especially as an artist without much experience, but listen to other artists who point out to you that that character looks whitewashed, be open to LISTEN and AVOID picking the absolutely wrong skin color next time. Simple.
Glad blocking exists 🫶🏽
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dontflirt · 1 year
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@WE_THE_BOYZ: thanks for all the bday wishes-! 😽🫶🏻✨
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snowy-bones · 3 months
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Can you draw Swap Sans? Just like a doodle of regular Swap?
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i can't resist drawing the brightest star in the multiverse! enjoy nonni!
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russellius · 1 year
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what’s the difference between blimey and crikey?
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aaandbackstabbed · 4 months
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Louie: I don’t like women
Dewey, horrified: your a MYSOGINIST !
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empyrangel · 8 months
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When boys are carefree and charismatic and fun but it’s just a facade and underneath they’re burdened by a painful past and an uneasy present and emotions they don’t let themselves feel but instead push down so others can’t see their cracks all while keeping up their act to please people when they’re slowly suffocating under the weight of their own fears and sorrows I’m going to bite something
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Sirius A, the Wolf Prince! He is a main sequence star in the Canis Major constellation. Also known as the Dog Star.
Art made: (November 2023, April 2019, March 2015)
About Sirius: Space.com article | ESA image
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