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lunarpanda · 10 months
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Watching Hipipo and Takopa with my fiance tonight~
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fleurladari · 10 months
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--the RADIATION TRIALS plot now has an official plot directory doc!
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windfighter · 1 year
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Beautiful Dealbreaker
There was a game of football on the television. Kouji was sitting leaned against Takuya, laptop on his lap and working on an article while Takuya watched the game. Takuya’s fingers were trailing along a scar on Kouji’s arm. Kouji didn’t mind, he traced their outlines himself sometimes in order to calm down. But Takuya had a frown on his face and Kouji couldn’t understand why.
As the game was nearing its end Kouji closed the laptop. Takuya’s hand stopped. Kouji turned towards him, crossed his arms over his chest.
”What?”
”What what?”
”You’re thinking about something”, Kouji gestured at Takuya. ”What is it?”
”Just…”
Takuya gestured back at Kouji. At the scar he had just been tracing. Kouji felt irritation make its way through him.
”You’ve never thought about getting those fixed?” Takuya asked. ”I know a guy, I could take you to him.”
Kouji’s body turned to ice. He grabbed the laptop.
”It’s just scars”, he said.
”Yeah, but they’re ugly”, Takuya explained.
Kouji’s stomach hurt. He stared at Takuya, didn’t find any words. Takuya pulled a hand through his hair, leaned closer to Kouji and grabbed his chin.
”My partner should be beautiful. Perfect”, Takuya purred. ”Like me.”
He leaned in for a kiss. Kouji slammed the laptop in Takuya’s face and stood up. Takuya’s nose was bleeding, but Kouji was too angry to care. His scars were part of him, his history, reminders of his adventures. If that was a deal breaker…
”Find another partner”, Kouji hissed.
”What the hell, man?!” Takuya shouted and held a hand against his nose. ”I was just offering help!”
Kouji turned his back to Takuya, walked away.
”I’m going to the others. Don’t call me.”
He grabbed his backpack, didn’t stop to grab his coat and shoes. He slammed the door shut behind him, got on his bike and drove away from Takuya’s house.
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lyric-grumblrs-ooc · 2 months
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eventually I'm going to gather up every single silly troll edit I've done and put them in a sburb game together.
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gummi-ships · 17 days
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Kingdom Hearts 3 - Toy Box
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1-marigold-1 · 5 days
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I have returned with even more treebark (Lamplight variety)
I've been even more crazy after I joined the lamplight discord server
so I decided to post some of my stuff that came out of it !!
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Get yourself a god who keeps you warm on a cold winter night <3
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some silly stuff
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a lil sketch I did for this fic ^^
I'm having a great time as you can see 💥💥💥
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a lil gif I made, Martyn singing <3
(AU by @liloinkoink )
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ABOUT THE WELCOME HOME UPDATE LIVESTREAM!
in a miraculous turn of events, i can in fact stream the update Live, When It Drops, As It Happens! i did not expect this, sorry for the late notice!
i will be hosting it on my shiny new Youtube Account that i made purely for this <3
i'm tentatively assuming that we'll have some warning before the link/update drops, so I plan on starting the stream an hour Beforehand for a bit of a "pre-party"! that way we can say our hellos, let people join, freak out prematurely, and i can lay down some Ground Rules!
i hope to see you there!
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disruptivevoib · 1 month
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This MF
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popiellart · 7 months
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Best Shakespeare Adaptation
since the 1600s, people have been rewriting shakespeare and writing spinoffs in good, bad, and frankly just kind of insane ways. today, they will compete until only one is left standing!
during the poll craze i ran a lot of brackets and had fun, but ended up with a couple spare blogs i ended up having to delete, so i'm running this one off my main.
q. is this a tournament for productions or adaptations?
a. adaptations! stuff that changes dialogue or medium (beyond play -> movie) or takes a really new spin on it! west side story counts, romeo and juliet (1996) doesn't.
q. will there be a limit on contestants?
i'll cut it at 64 or 32 depending on how many submissions we get! if we get a lot of adaptations of a few plays and less of others, i won't cut any of them out, but i'll make some of them face off in round one
q. are you biased?
yes. fortinbras sweep. i've been reading 'these violent delights' too and it's pretty good. oh and can't forget haider, and requiem of the rose king is an all timer... basically, yes i really like rosencrantz and guildenstern are dead, but i have much room in my heart
q. is it most best portrayal/analysis, or best on its own merits?
a. a little of both, but mostly the latter
q. does [x thing] (that's pretty different than the original inspiration) count?
a. if it is common knowledge that it's shakespeare inspired
q. does the lion king count?
a. yea
signal boosting! if yall great bracket blogs will help out @gayest-classiclit @byronicherobracket (this one's still in qualifiers, it seems cool!) @straightplayshowdown (this one's getting going again!) @bestadaptationtournament @gayestshakespearecouples
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narsh-poptarts · 1 month
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Do people like wips? idk, i like my wips. have some wips <3
they're all for class but it's an excuse to work on my oc stories <333
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WIP of a Kraang Leo animatic I cooked up today :) watch at your own risk for it contains spoilers for where the story is heading and story beats
Also beware for general kraang imagery!
Song is "Possibly in Michigan - Animal Cannibal"
Enjoy :D
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minusecko · 3 months
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More Parallel Canon Tests
Still working on the Parallel Canon stuff, got a basic groundwork for a "boss arena" but is is missing a lot of detail. Did a small test render just to see how it might look.
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crescentfool · 10 months
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ryomina for the splatoon plaza! they are listening to music ☺💗
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bongo-clash · 2 years
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Peacock Au Part 2
Okay so!!! Part two of this post about the DPxDC eldritch Danny fic that I'm now calling the peacock au lmao!!!!
(Chapter two of the fic under the cut) (Edit: You can now find part 3 Here!!!)
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When the feeling of being just slightly dispersed settles onto the outer layer of his skin while he’s lying in bed, Danny knows what’s about to happen.
The thing is, he’s in his pyjamas. Sure, he could just stay in his human form for the summoning- because he’s done it before and it went fine- but he never knows who it’s going to be, and being spirited away to some college students’ dorm in his pyjamas is embarrassing. And sure, having something appear in the circle in the first place is probably enough that they’re not paying attention to what he’s wearing either way, but he refuses to bank on that. So, with a sigh, he allows himself the transformation, his human appearance falling easily away. 
It always feels more natural to be a ghost during rituals, probably because they’re summoning a ghost and not a human, but still, it’s different. He feels that little bit looser, maybe even a little more himself, though he guesses being a bit more glow-y is just nice generally, and the space decals that tend pop up as part of his whole light-show-summons are a homely touch. On the other hand, it does make it harder to take stock of his surroundings when he finally fades into view wherever he is. He can make out vague grey walls and floors, but that’s about it. 
Well, that and the man in front of him. Blond, taller than him if he wasn’t in the air, somewhere past his forties, wearing a beige trenchcoat and looking oddly terrified. Danny can see his hands shaking just a little. Does he know this guy from somewhere?
“Uh, dude?” Danny calls, going for something light. It’s annoying being dragged from the comfort of his own home, definitely, but this guy doesn’t look like some cult member, and if he’s alone and this scared it might mean he really needs the help. Danny can sympathise with doing stupid things in stupid situations. “You good? You’re not looking too hot there.”
He knows he’s using ghost speak, but it feels weird to use English in a summoning like this, and fortunately, Danny spies a translation sigil wrapped around the inner centre of the circle, so he knows it should be translating right back to the guy in front of him. Very handy for language barriers, he’ll admit- and it’s working, too, if the reply is any indication. 
“I was told you could- you could help with the pits?”
His voice is gravelly, and he can’t tell if it’s because he’s nervous, doesn’t speak much, a smoker, or all three. Either way, probably not Danny’s business, and right now he’s just curious about what the man’s talking about. “Pits? That’s kinda vague, man. What pits?”
“The Lazarus pits to, uh, to be specific. There’s a huge one cropping up under Gotham that’s not supposed to be there, and the local- I mean, the locals are getting antsy about it. I… heard you could take care of ‘em.”
Lazarus Pits. He’s heard of those, Clockwork’s mentioned them a couple of times. They’re natural portals that open when enough energy is built up, and end up stabilising into the ground instead of collapsing to help seep ambient ectoplasm into the air. They don’t work as actual portals after that, but it’s vital to keep at least a few around no matter how corrupted they can get through human interference, because it keeps the balance of both realms steady. Having too many around isn’t a good thing, though, and especially not in populated areas. It can cause ecto-contamination, which is a lot more dangerous when you haven’t been around it since birth (or if you aren’t from Amity). 
Speaking of which, it certainly is stinking up the place, now that he’s aware of it. Or maybe that’s just Gotham, he’s heard a lot about-
Hang on. Gotham. Weird potentially magic dude. He knew he recognised him! That’s John Constantine! Danny’s heard of John Constantine! Sam’s got her fingers in enough credible occult spaces that they’re at least vaguely aware of some of his endeavours, but if he’s in Gotham then that probably means he’s doing something for the Batman and, wow, Danny totally would’ve tried to go more professional for this if he knew this was going to be his first encounter with the Justice League,of all things. 
Well, he guesses it’s too late now. At least the guy’s not being too weird about it or anything. “Man, yeah, I’ve totally got the smell stuck up my nose now that you mention it. Do you get that as well? Since, y’know, you’ve probably dealt with a couple ghosts.”
“Uh… no, I don’t think so. But can you fix it?”
Dang, the guy seems stressed about this. Maybe he just doesn’t like being in Gotham territory? He’s pretty sure he’s heard of Batman having a thing about magic. “Sure I can.”
“…Will you fix it?”
Danny figures that if they already know about his status through his Zone maintenance duties, and he’s going to be helping the Justice League, he might as well show off a little bit. Assenting with a hum and trying not to grin, he puts his hands to the floor, and lets his ectoplasm reach out to the source of the smell, sending a flash of light across the ground as it goes through. When it twinges back a response, he closes his eyes, and his energy curls around it, threading through like needles to seams, and pushes it shut with a gentle nudge. Luckily, it hadn’t been around for too long- barely fully formed and not even corrupted by human contact yet- it would’ve be a lot more difficult if it had. 
He lets his hands rise up again after a long moment, looking to Constantine for a reaction. He can’t quite gauge what the man is thinking. “Alrighty, that should’ve done it.”
“Uh… cheers?”
He’s about to say something along the lines of ‘no problem’ or ‘you’re welcome’, but then he remembers he should probably warn him about the aftermath so he doesn’t freak. “The pit shouldn’t come back again, but just as like, a PSA: you might see more shades than usual hovering around for the next while. It shouldn’t be too big a deal so long as you leave ‘em alone, though, so don’t worry about it.”
For all that Danny’s trying to be considerate here, Constantine doesn’t look very considerated. “Can I- uh, yeah, great advice. ‘Appreciate it. But, can I ask just, y’know, what you are? Or not.”
“…Dude, what d’you think I am?”He replies, thoroughly bemused. Isn’t this guy supposed to be one of the League’s paranormal experts or something? He really should be able to recognise a ghost by now. “I keep your Lazarus Pits in check. You know, the pits of the dead?”
Okay, maybe a little rude on his side, but he thinks Constantine’s expression is a bit of an overreaction; he can see the sheen of sweat across the man’s forehead reflecting the light of the sigils. “Fair enough! Forget I asked- cheers for sorting out that pit, though. Uh, don’t suppose you’ll just let me go on my way or anything now.”
“Well, I mean, this was a favour for Batman, right?” He asks blithely, pointedly not paying attention to the way the man’s face keeps contorting. He swears Sam said he was more stoic than this. “I’m gonna go- ‘cause I’ve got things to do- but I guess if something comes up I’ll come to you? Or Batman, since this is his city and all. Don’t worry, I’ll let you know.”
Figuring there’s nothing left to be said, Danny lets the return sigil on the edge of the circle activate and punt him back home, wheezing a half-sigh and arching his back once the wispy image of wherever they’d been recedes. He probably looks exhausted after all that- no matter how recently formed the pit was, it still takes a little strain, and he’d just been about to sleep before he got summoned- but looking in the mirror on his wall for confirmation, he doesn’t find his usual face. Something twinges against where his spine should be, confirming its own previously unnoticed presence in the mortal plane. 
…He didn’t go ghost when Constantine summoned him, he used his true form. That must be why he looked so nervous that whole time! And, man, ghostspeak never translates over quite right in this form, either- the Ancients use a different dialect to original ghostspeak- the man probably wasn’t hearing what Danny thought he was at all. What if the only reason he wasn’t attacking was because he was terrified? What must Constantine have thought of him? 
Crap. He has to fix this. How is he going to find him?
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taki-yaki · 3 months
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Domestic In The Underdark Headcanons
Pairing: Astarion x GN!Reader/Tav/Durge
Despite the dangers that people preach about the Underdark, you and Astarion try to make it feel like home.
Happy Valentine's Day everyone! Got this out in time for the day of love. It's not quite Valentine's centric but I hope everyone enjoys it either way.
Despite the Underdark being known as the most dangerous place to live in, you and Astarion try to make it feel like home.
After finding some of the freed vampire spawn, you take up residency in an old abandoned fortress in the Underdark. It’s no grand mansion in the upper city, but you hire some artificers who are paid a little extra to keep quiet about the whole spawn situation, as well as them being able to help out fellow heroes of Baldurs Gate.
You and Astarion have a home specially made for the two of you, based on the houses in the city, as well as the spawn having homes for themselves.
When it comes to decorating the house, Astarion was mainly in charge of wallpaper and furniture choices for the home, but would also take in your inputs as well.
However, the main issue with all vampires when it comes to personal homes is the forbiddance rule they must follow, in which they must receive an invitation to enter the home, so a little hanging sign is made saying Astarion & Tav’s home which sits outside the door.
When it comes to cooking, Astarion would make an effort to learn how to, mainly for your sake if you can’t cook at all. Of course, the first few dishes may be a bit too burnt or too salty, but you can’t blame him, he hasn’t needed to eat food in over 200 years. 
“What do you mean it’s too salty for you? Well, I just kept adding salt until I could taste it”
The two of you would also take trips to the surface, via a portal setup that Gale was kind enough to arrange for you both. Visiting nearby night markets that local villages provide.
When it comes to clothing, he would embroider small messages into them whilst patching up any loose holes. Additionally, when attending parties or balls, he ensures that you wear the best outfit, during the preparations for Wither’s reunion party, he ended up spending so much time decorating your outfit, that he had to grab one of his old shirts and quickly patch it up.
He would also write small messages on your work clothes/armour for you to read while you are both apart from each other for the day, managing tasks.
During the evenings you would share each other's shirts and Astarion would always make a fuss over it “Honestly darling, it’s an honour to be wearing one of my handcrafted shirts.”
He does enjoy seeing you wearing his shirts though.
Since Elves only need around 4 hours of rest through trance, Astarion would sometimes wait for you to wake up by reading a book whilst watching you nearby. If you are an Elf or Drow, he would try to wake up before you regardless.
During the evenings, you would both cuddle together, either reading books out loud to one another or listening to each other ranting about how your day has been, from managing wayward spawn to taking out some drow raiders.
You both would bathe together, as a form of non-sexual intimacy, trying out the different scented oils that you’ve purchased from the market.
You would gift Astarion flowers that you collect from the surface, although he does find them a little gaudy, he enjoys having them as the colours remind him of being in the sun.
Astarion would try to return the favour by gifting you flowers, but only ones that would be useful for making into poisons and lists what each one is and its function.
”See if you take the petals from this one then crush and burn them, you can make a quick deadly toxin, but I think they look nice like this as well.”
Of course, when these flowers started to dry up, he would press them between books to persevere them.
Despite all the horrors of the Underdark and the gurgling task of managing over 7000 spawn. You are both able to make a place to call home.
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