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applestruda · 1 year

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Horn/antler gang

#this idea popped into my head a bit ago #actually i think it was inspired by something stiff wrote #for faun scar?#maybe #anywho #i like to imagine they have like #tea parties or brunch together #goodtimeswithscar #geminitay #zedaph #docm77 #hermitcraft #hermitcraft fanart #hermitcraft s9 #oh man #ive never drawn doc before so im not 100% on the design #my art

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gawki · 2 months

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Euphoria

~When you turn to the side and see your new chest for the first time~

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stiffyck · 9 months

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silly

#gtws #hermitcraft #my art #goodtimeswithscar #goodtimeswithscar fanart #faun scar

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newts-and-sharks · 7 months

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I want to show off my baby and her family, please.

#she’s a faun satyr #druid too #hence the spider #she got chopped in half #that’s why she has that golden scar lol #she has a sister named clover/a dad named fern/a deceased mother named willow/and a step dad named clay #clay is a werebear and I love him dearly #tw spider #she’s about to turn on her party so wish her good luck 👍#dnd oc #dnd #dnd character #Hazel #Hazel Chestnut #I had to use a reference for the modern fit btw #newts doodles

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spacecatdet · 1 year

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As 2022 comes to a close, I give you my final piece of the year. Reindeer Scar Hope you all have a good new years and I look forward to what we will all bring in the new year! Returning to this fandom was one of the best things I could do

#Gtwscar #gtwscar fanart #mcyt #Reindeer Scar #When I seen his skin for mcc I knew I needed to draw his as a faun #And I fullfilled that with this last image #Hope you guys enjoy #And request are still very much open if you wanna drop me one #Happy new years!#space.art

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faundraws · 1 year

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#sshg #snamione #snape/hermione #snanger #hp #hp fanart #my art #digital art #next one #blood tw #scars tw #i drew this one ln voicechat which is how i know it took me pretty exactly 8 hours #that kind of thing is fun to know #still slowly uploading my past art #thanks for all the likes and reblogs so far!!#i know who a lot of ya'll are and im really grateful #faun loves her friends

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tomzsketch · 8 months

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TransPan.

I am definitely gonna draw more fantasy forest men.

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krypticcafe · 3 months

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How do you feel about CoD boys in a monster au? Whether they’re the monster or their s/o is the monster, I just think it would be neat. I’m partial towards werewolves but honestly I love anything that goes bump in the night. I LOVE the idea of a monster being afraid of hurting their partner but their partner knows that they could never hurt them. If you’re open to monster requests, I have so many ideas. Just… monsters, man

oooo are we spitballing bc I love throwing around ideas!!

I absolutely love monster AUs, one of my faves is @/bluegiragi's and I'm sure you all know that iconic one. I'm totally open to monster/hybrid requests, and a detailed list of what other things I write can be found in the cafe's Customer Service Policy aka rules :]

And monster-related plots? I'm a sucker for that shit, need more of that and monster!reader.

If I were to make a Monster Hybrid AU with my own specific ideas though, hmm...

Powerful and stoic, Price would make a great minotaur (lower half of a bull). Sure, maybe his back isn't what it used to be, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have the strength to send you back to your maker. Every step he takes on base acknowledges his presence, a posture that demands respect from its witnesses. The horns on his head aren't something to mess with either, though it takes him ages to scrape out the dried blood from the cracks and tailor his bucket hats.

On the other hand, the canine hybrid for Soap is oddly charming. Similarly to a werewolf, he would have the senses of one, but as a just hybrid, he's unable to fully transform. Instead, he's equipped with features like ears, tail, fangs, some fur on his arms and legs, and a longer tongue. I can see him being a border collie, the Scottish sheepdog just makes sense. But a kelpie/merfolk would also work with his callsign. Soap, a mischievous water spirit known for "cleaning out" rooms of enemies? A body with slick scales, gills, and a frilled mohawk when in monster form? Yeah, I can definitely see that.

For someone with a Queen's honor, a phoenix feels right for Gaz. Bright and burning wings and tail—a light that feels regal and elegant, yet so youthful and lively at the same time. With him in the sky, you're guaranteed to be safe under his watch. Or maybe a cervitaur with those doe eyes of his, gorgeous as ever. Yet equipped with a kick that's sure to shatter the ribs of those who mock him for being just a faun with a pretty face.

Undeniably, with such a specific callsign, Ghost can't be anything other than a wraith. Maybe mix in a bit of demonic blood, soul-eater tendencies, or even marks of an incubus for a little extra kick. His scars look more like shadowy cracks in his skin, smoke pours from the concerningly realistic skull he wears, he looks more like a reaper than a spirit. Regardless, this man is a shadowy phantom that provokes the fear of gods in whoever he sets his target as.

Roach, sure maybe his energy is fitting of a satyr or something more fitting and urban for our token American, like a roach version of Mothman. Bug wings and scales similar to the structure of an exoskeleton, But Roach came to be for being nearly indestructible, like the bug. In fact, it would be more accurate to call Roach, Roaches, as a bogeyman with a human body that can crumble into a swarm of those insects would explain why gunshots and explosions can hardly stop him.

Like Ghost, we can't deny who Hound is, either. Werewolf. Anything less would be criminal. For fun, mix it in with a bit of hellhound hybrid biology, so that he has to either go as a full hellhound or a human with hellhound features. Eyes that burn like Tartarus and a fanged snarl that even Cerberus would shudder at. Maybe even make him in charge of a hellhound K-9 unit, forced to face the very thing he fears.

As for the Reader? Well, that's up to you. Personally, I'm a little fond of shapeshifters. Might need to draw some of these ideas sometime...

Ah well, just some thoughts I had. Any other spitballs you guys have?

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tadpolesonalgae · 13 days

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To Old Gods

Tamlin x reader

synopsis: you spend a clear, spring night under the pale moon with the High Lord of Spring, only you had not understood the intimacy he was inviting you to join him in, under a night where the veil thins, and things become slightly other

a/n: I realised as a writer, I am technically able to put my own spin on each character. I hope you enjoy this peaceful night journey, and would recommend reading this somewhere you can see the moon :)

Day 1 for @tamlinweek : Heir of Spring

music: Tamlin, by Faun

word count: 1k~

This is the High Lord of Spring you respect and worship—the one who leads the rituals and pays his dues to the old magic.

How he walks silently through the grassy fields, the blades allowed to grow tall and wild so they whisper against his legs as he walks bare-footed along the trail. With small twigs and wild berries woven throughout his regal hair, swaying free in the fresh spring breeze, he resembles a disciple of the old priestesses. Clothed in a thin pale robe, the dark marking are stark against his skin—soot-like dust clouding the rims of his eyes, streaking in three lines outward like scars, and as sharply drawn as talons. One set up over his brows, streaking back into the pale gold of his hair; the second set dripping a tear’s path over the sharp high of his cheekbones disappearing just above the point of his ears around his temples; the third pair cutting straight down from his dark emerald eyes, flowing down over the harsh cut of his jaw, over the strength of his neck, down to the tangle of swirls and symbols that branch across his partially bare chest.

Beneath the moonlight, solemn and stern, you can’t help the comparison that springs to mind—with how the gods were drawn long ago, etched on parchment, or carved into stone. Those same marking that are so frequently forgotten, a tradition sacred to the Spring Court, that the rest of Prythian, even fae-kind as a whole, seem to have either forgotten or discarded. But not here. Here, those carvings are remembered and preserved, worshipped and awed over.

It’s precious, an experience you treasure, being allowed the honour of watching over such a private ceremony. To be permitted near him on this night when he honours his past fathers, the bloodline that stretches and twines like a new stream that has yet to forge its own straight lines through the earth, so meanders and ambles.

How the moonlight spills across his robes, shining over the pale gold of his hair—sacred and holy. Beneath the silver light, you can make out the triskelion that’s been marked on his chest, partially concealed beneath the robes that have been arranged over his broad shoulders. The interlocking spirals stand out clearly, the familiar marking easy to recognise. Earth, water, and sky. Birth, life, and death. The patient cycle of life as it repeats quietly, relentlessly. Repeating persistently yet ever-evolving.

A star falls across the sky, and his green-gold eyes follow its path, attention unfaltering despite the will-o-wisps that glow and bumble about in the field, casting pale blue light about the place as they bob and swirl with the breeze. There are few clouds in the sky this night, meaning their distinct, calming glow is enhanced by the moonlight, practically shimmering beneath its cool-toned light.

He turns in the field, a slow shift of his torso as his gaze finds you effortlessly, features patient and somber, and you move as softly as you can manage, unaccustomed to being barefoot. Aware of the earth beneath your feet, how surprisingly bouncy it feels, like freshly tilled soil that sinks as you step upon it. You wade through the grass, pausing at his side as to not overstep—it is a privilege to even be witnessing this moment, let alone to be invited so close.

Initially you hadn’t understood the importance of the night. Had understood its significance, the value of paying respect to those who had come before, recognising he owed much to his fathers—but had failed to consider the personal ramifications of undergoing the ceremony. What it means, for him—he, who should never have become High Lord in the first place. To stand in the open fields and welcome the past spirits closer, the veil thinning between here and elsewhere. What that could mean for a person who has lost his family, to have this one night where they might once more be together, united on one plane.

Tamlin’s gold flecked eyes are quiet but clear, sharp and as aware as ever, refusing to cower from the night, insisting on being fully present to honour his line.

His gaze locks with yours, and in this brief moment they seem almost ancient, carrying a weight he’s never allowed you to see before. Perhaps one even he’s unaware of carrying, simply having taken over from his father without examining what was being passed onto him. The kind of burden he would be forced to hold upon his back. It’s gone as swiftly as it appeared, his expression patient but solemn as he watches you with an acute understanding that has the hairs on your forearms rising. Feeling bare in a way no amount of clothing could aid with, like he’s somehow able to look directly within you, to scoop up pure starlight from the pool of your soul.

He makes no effort to speak, and you have no inclination to disrupt the peace, so join him in his silence, sharing the whisper of the breeze between you, the swish of grass and the far off snap of twigs as they break beneath soft paws. Tamlin’s gaze returns back to the sky, and the will-o-wisps dance closer, near enough to cast light upon your own robes. Quiet and together, the two of you stand, side by side as you share in the sacred moment. Looking up into the bright, night sky, lit by shimmering starlight, swirling and wonderfully complex. Even in the darkest hours, it’s surprising how bright the world is.

Your heart falters a little when his broad palm extends toward you, and you find deep emerald eyes once again peering down at you, far older than the male before you. There’s a sincerity in the gold flecks of his gaze that has your mind quietening, understanding the request for company on a night as long and as tiring as this. Not tiring in the sense of physical exertion, but in the kind that sleeping poorly despite having rested for so long brings. In the kind of restless strain that grief offers, heavy and mournful, yet enlivened by the rebirth of Spring. A relentless awareness that persists tirelessly, but that has been put into a creature that requires sleep and recuperation to recover and continue.

Your fingers slide over the surprisingly rough skin of his hands, settling in his palm as you’re brought closer, stood directly beside him, beneath this long night.

A night of mourning, and longing. A night for wishes to be made, and relations to be resolved.

A night for past worries to be released, and new beginnings to take root.

A night for rebirth, the kind only Spring can offer.

general taglist: @myheartfollower @tcris2020 @mali22 @slut4acotar @sfhsgrad-blog @needylilgal022 @hannzoaks @hnyclover @skyesayshi @nyotamalfoy @decomposing-writer @soph1644 @lilah-asteria

#tamlin x reader #tamlinweek2024 #tamlin fic #tamlin #high lord of spring #a court of thorns and roses #tamlin x you

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applestruda · 1 year

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Last life faun scar doodle inspired by stiffyck!!

#goodtimeswithscar #gtws fanart #last life #traffic smp #faun scar #my art

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supernovasilence · 1 year

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Imagine the Pevensies, returning to Narnia in Prince Caspian, to find everyone they knew and loved is dead. Imagine them rescuing Trumpkin, meeting Caspian, dealing with the Telmarines--being so busy, they have no time to sit and mourn properly. They can only grieve while they walk through silent forests and make their way down strange riverbeds, can only snatch a few minutes before they fall asleep in between days of travel and days of battle to try to make their peace with all they have lost.

Imagine the four of them at that long celebration after the fight has been won. Laughing and feasting along with everyone else, feeling so much joy, and yet they cannot help looking around at it all. Surrounded by dwarfs and fauns, by living trees and talking beasts and dancing waters, by all their dear new friends, they cannot help remembering other celebrations. Other friends. It is all very like it was, once.

And then imagine figures making their way through the crowd to them. One or two at first, but more and more as the night goes on. Tall figures with flowing green hair, brown skin textured with bark, eyes like knotholes.

Some were only saplings, last time. Some bear scars from lightning strikes and beetle attacks. Many have fallen to storm or age, but still, some are there. Still, time has not passed for them as it has for the rest of Narnia. Wading through the earth like water, they do not come to meet the Pevensies, do not come to gape at the kings and queens of legend. They come to greet their old friends.

Trees live a long time, you see.

#the chronicles of narnia #dryads #fanfic #narnia fanfics #prince caspian #pevensie siblings #my fics #nova actually posts stuff #i realized this a while back and it would not leave me alone until i wrote something so. uh #does anyone want any feels about trees tonight #just. the thought of some of the pevensies' old friends coming back to them #i'm not crying you're crying

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stiffyck · 4 months

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If you're still doing the uhh mix hybridization, mayhaps a deer/faun scar? or avian gem I wanna see what you'd make her :)

I’ve been meaning to draw him again and this was a great excuse

#stiff talk #asks #gtws #my art #faun scar #:3 #goodtimeswithscar

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justafeweggnoodles · 4 months

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Dawn's Appearance

Oki im going to be talking about how Dawn from my empires / Hermitcraft au, Everything's Interconnected, looks cause I have spent way to long thinking about it. (explaition under the read more thing)

True / Real Forms:

These forms is what Dawn looks like with no magic changing how she looks, she can (and does) hide her wings and antlers, when hidden it is like they never existed in the first place. Not many people know about the existence of these forms / version of Dawn's appearance and thinks she is actually what she pretends to be. When people first see Dawn's true form she is often mistaken as a sculk adjacent species when she is in fact a star elf / space fae (working on what they are called, name of species is not really important).

Hermitcraft S8 & S9

These two are lumped together because they are quite similar. Dawn hides her butterfly wings but keeps her antler visible, they are sometimes mistaken for her just wearing some shed-ed antlers. Most people assume she is a faun or an elf, seeing no-one on Hermitcraft is either so they can't compare Dawn to the real deal (Scar is not an elf in Everything's Interconnected he just pretends to be one for a little bit).

Empires S2

Dawn hides her antlers and keeps her wings out (inverse of Hermitcraft so she can have a little separation between the two), also Dawn changes the appearance of her wings to fit with the sun priestess vibe better. No one on empires is quite sure what she is (they know Dawn is some fae or fae adjacent species) but its empires they don't care.

Dawn is only empires S2 Geminitay, not S1. Empires S1 Geminitay is Amethyst, they are different people. I will one day explain how it works but that is for another time.

#Everything's Interconnected AU #geminitay #hermitcraft gem #hermitcraft au #empires smp #empires gem #geminitay fanart #empires au #empires s2 #empires smp au #empires smp season 2 #Egg Noodle’s art

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bananacakepie · 1 year

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Boatem Knights AU Masterpost

This has more or less, everything, so, ENJOY! I might make an only-art, or only-lore one.

First post/outfits

Campfire Song (art)

Close-Ups (art)

Company Car Scheme (art)

Knight Scar and Familiar Jellie (art)

Impulse Sketch (art)

Desert Duo (art)

Scar’s Cleavage Window (art)

Pear Sketch (art)

Convex is Canon?

Possible Cubfan135 (art)

Grian stealing Mumbo's rocket launcher (art)

Grian helping Scar (art)

Big Eyes Crew

Big Eyes Crew designs (art)

Tango design (art)

Scar’s Magic

Scar Vex Sketches (art)

Jingling

Vex Scar (art)

Vex powers

Grian + Impulse backstory

Feral Vex form

Vex warning sound

Comic of Vex Scar (art!)

Faun Gem

Cub Evoker

Sky Siblings

Scar’s…. outfit (art)

Vex Scar Angst

I’ve noticed that people talk about Scar’s boob window a lot

Pre-knights Grian and Pearl (art)

Job, Weapons, Most Protective, Best

More Vex Scar Angst

Cannibal-Vex Scar Angst

Even More Vex Scar Angst

Convex!

Convex designs

Sky Siblings

Following Ancient Paths (art)

Mumbo’s hair

And backstory

Cool Impulse drawing (art)

Scar in a dress (for a ball?) (art)

Impulse’s bow (art)

The smell of magic

group dynamics

Welsknight

Mumbo’s gun

Shapeshifter Mumbo

Also shapeshifter Mumbo

Mumbo backstory lore?

How the group grew?

Scar is blue

Scar ball dress (art)

Ranchers!!! + (art)

Ranchers Talking (art)

Rancher Flirting

Knight Scar’s Class

Knight Grian’s Class

Warlock Scar

Impulse and Mumbo Class

Impulse is a Guy (And confirmation)

Four-armed Pearl (art)

i learned how to link for this! Tell me if i missed anything

#boatem #boatem knights au #boatem knights #pearlescentmoon #mumbo jumbo #impulsesv #goodtimeswithscar #grian #i might add on to this #doing this when I should’ve been sleeping was the best possible use of free will

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hybbart · 10 months

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i don't know if this has been asked before but i didn't see it in the characters post and was curious, so, can we have a list of all the hybrids and what hybrid they are in the RAAU, specifically people other than the ranchers who aren't mentioned as much, like etho or pix and them

Primarily

Tango is a blazeborn

Jimmy (canary) and Grian (parrot) are avians

Zed (sheep), Gem (caribou), Doc (goat), and Tom (cow) are fauns

Lizzie (axolotl) and xB (guardian) are merfolk

Scott is an elf

Cleo is a gorgon

Joel and Zloy are green

Beandog is a dog hybrid

Etho, Keralis, and Hermes are ???

Scar, Cub, Hypno, Katherine, Impulse, Pearl, Sausage, Pixl, Lyarrah, False, Bdubs, and Mandy are human

Secondarily

Doc is also a cyborg

Doc and False are also biologically enhanced

Tom is also half voidling

Cub is now a warden

#raau ask #raau notes #raau notes: character

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spacecatdet · 1 year

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I'm SO ready for the fanart of these skins Link to Tweet with the artist who made the skins!

#Gtwscar #geminitay #jojosolos #Mcc #mcyt #Okay but Scar as Rudolph is cute but him being a reindeer #adorable #so were are the faun scar aus?

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