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revasserium · 1 year

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twst request are open :) send me a prompt and a character!

those who make sandcastles

leona kingscholar; 1,394 words; fluff... bc i was thinking about leona's power and... well.

he has never fancied himself a romantic (more a lazy realist, how could he not be, after all he’s seen, all he’s suffered, being born who he is — what he is), and yet the first time he makes you laugh, he wonders if he hasn’t just been lied to about what romance is for his entire life.

because how else is he to explain the way you make him feel, the way he can’t stop himself from staring when you move to brush your hair behind your ears, how his eyes are drawn to the sloping line of your shoulders when you sit across from him at lunch, shrugging or laughing at something someone else said. how else does he explain away the purr already curling up his chest the first time you reach out to run your fingers through his hair, tugging lightly on the ends, marveling at the softness, saying that you wished you had hair like this — so beautiful and thick.

“it’s the royal blood that does it,” ruggie had teased, giggling to himself, and leona had considered glaring, but it’d been too hot and he found he couldn’t be bothered, not when you were still absently running your fingers along his scalp, making a mess of his thoughts.

“i dunno,” you’d said, looking down at him from above, his head pillowed on your lap, a grin perched on your lips like fireflies on a midsummer’s night, “i think it’s all the napping. they don’t call it beauty sleep for nothing.”

“hn, you should try it sometime, it’s pretty nice,” leona had said, letting his eyes fall shut, his tail tapping lazily against the gorgeous green lawns, the shade of the massive willow tree above them sending dappled sunlight across your skin in patterns he wishes he could paint into the darkness behind his eyes. just so he could trace them over again with his fingers, trail them over with his lips.

and at first, the tells himself that it’s a summer thing — the both of you driven to incoherence and passion by the warmth, the heat, that something like this could never last, like building sandcastles in a desert storm but then one night, you tell him that even if that were true, nothing would change. that you’d still be here in the morning.

“but…”

“why?” you finish for him, turning to look at him, your cheek pillowed on your folded arm, your eyes a pair of twin stars, locked in orbit in a distant galaxy and, not for the first time, leona finds himself caught in the sheer gravity of you.

you smile, and he thinks he feels the entire world around him spin to a stop, the wind shushing itself in the ruffling feathers of sleeping birds, the jungle a respite of silence for a single beat, a single held breath.

he reaches out to trail a finger along the silken smooth of your cheek and you reach out to catch his hand, pressing his palm to you.

“because… even if this ends one day… it wouldn’t change what i feel for you now. and just because a thing might break or fall apart one day doesn’t mean it isn’t worth building in the first place.”

leona laughs, the sound deep and rich as it rumbles from him, even as he shakes his head and pulls you closer, pulls you into his chest, tight enough for you to squeal, pushing back against him, squirming in his arms — he breathes you in and lets himself sink into the scent of you, the sweet and musk of your skin, the slight tang of your sweat, the fragrance of your body layered over his sheets.

that night, he falls asleep with you in his arms.

the next morning, you wake up to find him already awake, watching you with half-lidded eyes, a broad, easy grin on his lips.

“good dreams?’ you ask.

“mm,” he says, stretching slow and deliberate before twisting in a swift motion to pin you beneath him, “the best.”

you blink up at him, slow and sleepy and soft, “what about?”

“about… all the castles i’d build for you one day.”

“one day?”

“yeah,” he says, leaning down to nose at the juncture of your neck, shivering as he feels your fingers tangling in his hair, the breaths quickening in your chest.

“why one day?”

“cause…” he hums, trailing his lips gently along the exposed skin one your shoulder, savoring the way you gasp when he lets his teeth catch along your collarbone, “i don’t want to build you sandcastles.”

you laugh then, and he drinks in the sound, leaning down to catch it between his lips, silently thanking the heavens that the temperature of the dorms is so carefully controlled.

“so… what kind of castles will you build me?” you ask, pulling away, all the sleep now gone from your eyes, replaced by a sharp, scorching desire, the kind of look that sets leona’s entire body aflame.

he growls, deep in the registers of his throat, his chest, his whole body rumbling with the sound.

“i’m gonna build you castles of glass.”

“glass?” you quirk your head, your fingers pausing in their slow but certain journey down the front of his already half-opened sleep shirt.

he grins, catching your hand and bringing it to his lips, pressing a kiss to your wrist and watching you gasp.

“yeah, from what i hear, they’re quite a bit sturdier than sand.”

“th-that they are but…” you hiss as he kisses up your arm before placing your hand behind his neck, his hands settling around you waist, “w-what’s all this about, all of a sudden?”

leona smirks before rolling the pair of you over to settle you over his hips, your hair spilling over your shoulders as you squeak and steady yourself with your palms on his chest.

“cause i’ve decided that i don’t want this to be over — i don’t want this to break or fall apart… i want this to last for —“ he still hesitates over the word forever, because sweet god, when did he become that kind of person, the kind of person who promises forevers, anyway?

“for a long, long time,” he says, finally, even as you press your lips and smile down at him, your thighs on either side of his, the morning sun washing the horizon in pinks and oranges, your cheeks a mirror for the blushing sky.

“and… what’s stopping you from doing that now?” you ask, walking your fingers up his chest, tracing your thumb along the line of is lips. he catches it between his teeth just to hear you moan.

“well… turning sand to glass isn’t exactly easy… we haven’t covered it in alchemy class yet.”

you tumble into a fit of giggles, burying your face in his chest, and leona finds himself laughing too, wrapping his arms around you, letting the laughter wash through him in waves, ebbing and cresting till he’s full to bursting with it.

“alright then, i’ll look forward to it,” you say, when finally, the pair of you have settled back into your bodies, your skins still tingling from all that laughter.

“you better. it’s gonna be incredible.”

“the most beautiful thing on the entire savannah.”

“mhm. and they’ll be strong enough to withstand any kind of storm.”

you grin, leaning up to press your lips to his jaw; he turns down towards you, catching your kiss against his.

“hm… but you’ll have to be careful,” you say, a bit breathless when you pull away.

leona hikes an eyebrow, “and why’s that?”

“cause glass is breakable, isn’t it?”

and here, he shrugs, casting his eyes back up at the high ceiling of his dorm.

“sure, but… if it breaks, then we’ll fix it. if it shatters then… we’ll build another one. a bigger one — a better one.”

because leona has never considered himself particularly romantic, but with you, he’s slowly come to realize that love, even more so than sand, is infinite. and you can always, always make more of it when you need it.

#leona kingscholar #twisted wonderland #twst #leona kingscholar x you #leona kingscholar x reader #twisted wonderland x you #twst fluff #leona kingscholar fluff #twisted wonderland fluff #twst x reader #floofy floof floof #no; i still haven't been able to finish chapter 2 in game but i'm watching the subbed story on youtube #also yall the manga is so good. not that i'd expect anything less from the LEGEND that created black butler bUT STILL #'nyway -- been thinking a lot of about braiding leona's hair..... so im just gonna...#keep on thinkin about that.

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orobty · 1 year

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Family Tradition

#rottmnt #rise leo #rise karai #rise krang #rise shredder #animation #my art #if it looks a lil rough in some parts no it doesnt #the hamato instinct to trap yourself in an alternate prison world with something that hates you not knowing if you'll ever be able to leave #the hamato misfortune of having to interface with krang tech to protect your family #(the hamato ability to pull your family right back out of that dimension)#(*donnie voice* classic hamato self sacrifice)#been thinkin about karai and leo having to fight a krang effected family member and about them both being still so young and having to take #on the role of leader when they really shouldn't have had to yet #and certainly not under the potential world ending duress they both endured #cause like how old are we really thinking karai was guys #when she first entered a prison dimension with something that looked like her dad and didnt come back out #also thinking about how the scroll ansestors prioritize karais mission and keeping the shredder contained over everything else #but how the second she gets out she emphasizes how proud she is of splintz for letting them be a family #this has gotten to long but *slaps roof* this family can fit so much trauma AND love in it!!

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pacifistcowboy · 6 months

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yo omega would still be around in silver’s time as well as shadow, right?

and i assume shadow n omega would still stick together ‘cus they’re a team, so like would silver see omega as like an uncle? or dad 2? or just omega??

would omega even try to help raise silver or would he just be like “the tiny white hedgehog has psychokinesis and has been surviving on his own, he does not need our help. also i don’t want to help.”

#my brain is in dadow mode right now i guess #i keep thinkin’ of how various scenarios n situations would work with the concept of dadow #n then also remembered omega would prolly be there too!!#i’m just choosing to believe he doesn’t get like permanently destroyed at some point #‘cus like ig we’re also assuming shadow doesn’t get himself killed within 200 years #also i dunno t h a t much about omega’s personality but i definitely feel like he doesn’t have much parental instincts. or even like #a desire or need to take care of a vulnerable being. even though silver isn’t exactly vulnerable but he is still a kid #dadow #silver the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #e 123 omega

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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 10 months

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Lights Out dream team - scribbled Silly Style. low quality, even

#theyre hanging out <3 #with the horrors AND each other <3 #its taken some deliberation but these are the first four & the ones who spend the longest time in the dark together #frank wakes first. then poppy. then howdy #the rest im still kinda Thinkin on who wakes when #im thinkinggggg eddie-julie-barnaby? or eddie-barnaby-julie... i have several Factors to consider #scribble salad #wh lights out au #but anyhow frank poppy wally howdy quartet lets gooooo #i like making characters that arent typically associated with each other Interact #like its usually frank + eddie or julie / poppy + sally / wally + barns / howdy + barns #so its fun to think about these four only having each other #their Main Besties are all still in dreamland #OH FUCK YEAH PLUS HOME LMFAO #i keep forgetting about home im sorry. lock me up boys #well its not like home can join them on their adventures (horror journeys)#and its kinda. not on good terms with wally. which means its not on good terms with the others.#but anyway at this point in the au wally is very happy to have more friends #so is frank! finally New Conversations!#im thinking that his and wallys relationship was starting to strain a little by the time poppy wakes up #so its good for them to have Other People #big friends! cozy friends!#they are Extra Big bc the illusion of their reality is shattered! they are their base selves!#no more mind reality twisty to ~keep them in frame w/ the smaller puppets~ for the show #so poppy/howdy/barnaby are all nearly 8 ft as canon prescribes #and all of the others are 3-4 ft (also as canon prescribes)#an Adjustment for sure <3

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samarecharm · 3 months

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I miss goro. Bring his bitchass back

#chattin #thinking of him in strikers is funny #local hermit and murderer out in the sun and living free #i think he would like sophia. not a whole lot but like. maybe hes a lil attached #thinkin about him having to be in a camper w the thieves is so funny #my mans is NOT sleeping in that fucking tent. hes finding some rocks to huddle under for warmth #but also. him and makoto riding up front #hes prob got his license too so they share driving duties #this is purely based off of my hcs for him since i didnt play royal but still wanted him alive #maybe his connections w shido also make him a suspect? i dunno #so by saes suggestion; he begrudgingly goes along w them #i think. it would be healing for him to see monarchs and their reasons for being so cruel #to know that they were in a bad place and acted out maliciously bc of it #and to see them grapple w the consequences of their actions #they did awful things even if they thought it was worth it. and now they have to start over #and guess what; life doesnt just end or stop; they gotta keep going #obviously this would make goro gag and block it out. he would hate it.#but it would still be healing #the guy at the boiler room who believed that maybe…..he could change……..hes still there

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ex0rin · 4 months

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Can we just stop dancing around this? I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I left.

The Boys S03E01: Payback

#thinkin' 'bout the butchie breakup era this fine morning #butchie #hughie campbell #billy butcher #jack quaid #karl urban #cara gifs #just keep on chasing each other around #while frenchie and kimiko watch it play out #it's totally fine #i'm super fine about it #(also butcher's clenched fists tho)#(hit him)

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clove-pinks · 28 days

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Credit to my wife for "Warbo" (your blorbo who was in a war).

#or the war you keep blorbofying #i think my mutuals can relate #thinkin' about the warbos #shaun talks

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esaari · 11 months

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honk

#idk if this fandom is alive anymore but here's burnt toast man #shall i tag this shit.......... sure lets tag this shit #payday 2 #payday #hoxton #was thinkin about how therell be another one of these games and felt the sudden urge to draw the fave again #payday tumblr sure was fun to be part of back in the day #anyways i'm off to bed... been insanely tired today and hopefully i'll get to some of the art on my to do list #tomorrow i meant to say. hope to get to it tomorrow lol #i have some nice ones there. though. mostly ones i won't be able to post here lmfao #maybe throw in oc with pride flag thing on this list so i'll have sth posting worthy.#in a non related note at the end here i just finished playing tlou on the pc and it was so much fun... never did finish it on the console #just watched others play through it #i smell an AU but i'll keep that to myself because whomst cares #honk honk good night

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twstedforyou · 2 years

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Hunter Organization, RSA Branch, reporting in!

(under the cut: details about each of them!)

Cheka

Head of the RSA branch of the Hunter Organization.

Mixed blood, Koma Inu.

Partially raised by Leona, his uncle, as part of the Savanaclaw group for some time, then was taken in by the Hunter Organization after the reform.

The reform was a huge change in the organization headed by the current head of the organization and heavily aided by Leona, that ensured the organization would work harmoniously with youkai and raise mixed bloods accordingly.

Cheka is the ultimate example of a “mixed blood raised well”, as he has grown into a responsible and cheerful man, without signs of mental instability that’s so common in mixed bloods.

He gleefully credits this achievement to his “oji-tan”.

Older than the 1st year group (Ace, Deuce, etc.) and around the older end of the 2nd year group (Kalim, Azul, etc.)

Strongly resembles his father, but responds much more happily if you tell him he’s like his uncle instead.

Leona, before becoming a familiar, would routinely drop off mixed bloods he picked up at the Hunter Organization, using it as an opportunity/excuse to check up on Cheka.

As Cheka has been around the organization for a long time, his never-kicked-habit of calling Leona, “oji-tan”, has spread throughout the organization. Not to mention, a lot of mixed bloods were brought in by Leona, so Leona has become the organization’s universal “oji-tan”.

(Leona was sent an avalanche of congratulation gifts and letters when news got out that he became a familiar, courtesy of the organization kids.)

Cheka has an extraordinary amount of pride for his uncle and will talk your ear off about stories of Leona if you let him. He’d also like to hear your stories about Leona too!

As the head of the branch, Cheka directs his subordinates to handle cases assigned to them with compassion and understanding, resorting only to violence when needed. Why his branch was assigned to your area in particular... Orders from the higher-ups, he can only tell you.

While he’s not on his toes waiting to meet his Master, he’s excited to see what kind of person they’ll be... although, he probably won’t be able to spend a lot of time with them. Maybe that’s for the best?

In the organization, he works primarily as a leader and specializes in defense, as is his youkai nature. While his beast form isn’t as large as his uncle’s yet, he still cuts an intimidating figure in a fight.

(He’s also very fluffy. He’s very proud of how fluffy he is, so do give his fur a touch!)

Che’nya

Member of the RSA branch of the Hunter Organization.

Mixed blood, Bakeneko.

Lived at Heartslabyul during the reform and joined the Hunter Organization a little before Riddle became the head of the Heartslabyul temple.

Playful, mischievous, and mysterious, Che’nya has quite the reputation at the organization for being a bit of a trickster. As he joined the organization relatively late in his life, he still has a decent amount of instability in him.

Aware of this, he tends to stay away from others, besides the occasional surprise he does when he suddenly pops out of nowhere. He’s looking forward to meeting his Master, but he worries he won’t be able to communicate with them properly, with his personality as it is.

Frequently visits Heartslabyul during his freetime and enjoys surprising the younger youkai who don’t know about him yet, then getting scolded by Trey and Riddle.

In the organization, Che’nya specializes in information gathering and stealth operations. His behavior during combat is known for its potential to get progressively more aggressive the longer he’s in a fight, so he sometimes forcibly removes himself from combat out of the blue.

Neige

One of the younger members of the RSA branch of the Hunter Organization.

Human, onmyōji-in-training.

Born as a particularly beautiful child, he was offered as a sacrifice to the Queen of the Cliff to calm the supposed wrath that was pillaging his home at the time.

Vil, Queen of the Cliff, tried to return him a bunch of times but Neige got attached to him and kept coming back... so Vil very reluctantly raised/trained him for a while.

Became an onmyōji thanks to Vil’s training, taking an interest in shikigami specifically. He currently controls seven of them, all of which he has given individual names and colored ribbons. He thinks of them as friends and family, so he cherishes them greatly. (Neige privately thinks of Vil as family too, but he hasn’t told him that. Vil already knows.)

His shikigami originally had no personalities or life to them, only acting on his orders, but as Neige has gotten older and stronger, they’re started to develop their own identities. (Soon, they’ll become youkai, but they’re not quite there yet.)

Seeing he was pure of heart and eager to learn, Vil directed Neige to the Hunter Organization to develop his powers further under the tutelage of a shrine rather than just some youkai who lives alone on a cliff. Neige is now currently with the RSA branch after being roped into it by Cheka.

As Neige isn’t a mixed blood, he doesn’t have the sort of instability Che’nya does, but his past has left him a bit scarred, which tends to show up from time to time.

Otherwise, he’s a well-behaved, if a little air-headed, hunter. (He may or may not be crushing on you, a normal human sort of love, and it shows in how much he earnestly compliments you and seeks to “accidentally” run into you... not that he’ll say it directly, though! Charmingly clumsy, this boy.)

Being human, Neige isn’t one for combat, but instead specializes in negotiation. Vil has taught him how to best utilize his looks... and how to talk someone into during exactly what you want them to do.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland au #cheka kingscholar #che'nya #neige leblanche #youkai au #the official hunter organization designs are finally out wooo!!!#this is for all the folks wonderin where cheka was! and the two people who asked about chenya #neige is a bonus addition!#mod keeps thinkin the hunter organization should get an actual name but.#mod's so used to callin it the hunter organization that an actual name would be weird #drawings are done prior to them meetin you if you're wonderin about their ropes #timeline

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toasteaa · 22 days

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Sigh...once again thinking about a reader that's chosen as a sacrifice for the Hydro Sovereign - by the Hydro Sovereign. The heavy weight of fear in their chest at the prospect of being his blood tax lightened ever so slightly by Neuvillette, the Sovereign's kind-hearted retainer who keeps you company in the underwater palace. That same retainer that goes missing every time the Sovereign seeks an audience with you, but reassures you each time you're sought out.

Your fear of being devoured slowly being replaced with the fear of leaving Neuvillette alone in this place again with each wistful sigh and lonely smile he gives you. Every reassurance he gives you feels more hollow than the last, as though even he knows he can't keep his master at bay forever. But oh, you wish he could. For Neuvillette's sake more than your own.

I don't know exactly where I'm going with this but aaaaa,,,

#toast talks #genshin impacted #I give it about 2.5 seconds before this becomes an AU in my brain #I mean it already was but -#neuvillette x reader #neuvillette x you #not a lot of tags on this one cause it's really just me thinkin and wondering how I'd even tackle this idea #There *is* a way I want to do it but it's so Eclairette coded that I'd probably just keep it in my brain LOL

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bloo-the-dragon · 7 months

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*holds nebula like hamborger* what am i to do with you.

#bloo talks #nebula #i'm speaking specifically of the cryptid one not the mer one here #it's 3am and i'm having thoughts about him #the lore i'd made for him long ago while was a lot of fun to mess around with at the time just gives me a headache now #i made it all so needlessly complicated jgkfg #making him a mer helped fix/retcon that and i'd almost abandoned his original design to just stick to the mer version #but drawing him again recently has re-ignited my love for the old design #and now i'm thinkin 'well frick what am i gonna do with him now'#because while i'm keeping his design his og lore has been mostly retconned now #as for what he is well he's no longer a robot but a full blown actual shapeshifting cryptid like Bloodmoon #which is funny for sun and moon given his look #They'd be like: 'if we had a nickle for everytime some fae/cryptid changed to look like us we'd have two nickles #which isn't a lot but it's weird that it's happened twice'#something something celestial themes and faerie folk being attuned to them kinda deal i guess #either way i'm going to bed

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biohazard-inevitable · 13 days

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Hair

They say that hair holds stories, that the style is what makes a man.

They say long locks make you a pansy and a real man should have it short lest they be mistaken for a girl.

Where I grew up, every man buzzed their hair down.

It was a shame for it to be long and shaggy, and mothers would fuss over you, insisting upon a haircut.

For girls, it was fine.

They could have hair as long as they wanted or as short as they needed, so long as it wasnt buzzed as short as a man’s.

Being anything else just wasn’t a thing round these parts where churches chimed every sunday, pastors clammoring around resturants and filling their quotas in a single lunch.

So I buzzed mine.

I tried as hard as I could to seem as manly as possible

To appear as bull of a brute as any cowboy should.

I wore all the boy things and had all the short boy hair.

My scalp was sensitive anyways, so I thought it didn’t bother me.

It was better shorter.

Wasnt it?

I still gazed and clammored about the anime boys I saw on screen or in Otome games though.

I gushed about how pretty they were with hair down their backs like a silken curtain, or whipping wild through the air like the mane of a lion.

Legolas was never deemed as not manly enough

Beither was Zen or inuyasha or the undertaker.

A crush, I supposed.

Because of course thats all it was.

I was a gay little boy with gay little crushes and my type was men with long, Beautiful hair.

Right?

My hair was a dull, discolored brown from the shimmering blonde it used to be, the blonde I remember from kindergarten.

I tried to return to that blonde with bleach.

My school didnt allow unnatural colors, so anything was better than that matted, oily brown.

Shaved short and as platinum as a ken doll, I should have been as man as ever.

4 years, I stayed like that, and while the short hair was easy to take care of, I felt as hideous as a pile of sludge.

It didnt matter if I was loved for my looks, I supposed.

Wouldn’t that be too vain of me?

Boys weren’t supposed to care about what they looked like, they werent supposed to coo and admire Beautiful hair or seethe in jealousy that their sister looked so much better and has such long, goregous hair.

It wasn’t until after high school that I began to explore.

Covid let me grow my hair out more, though I still trimmed the sides.

I let my bangs grow long and shaggy over my face, like a veil to hide me from the world.

Eventually I dyed it again, this time going with that green I had always wanted to try, the one I had seen on my favorite youtuber growing up, fluffy and emerald.

Still, for years more, I kept it short. Only allowing that fringe to hover over me as some sort of style.

Recently though, I’ve realized I want that hair that those anime men had.

I want that soft curtain rolling down my back like waves of an ebony river, flecks of mossy green dotting it like a miasma of toxin flowing through the oily black stream.

I want the hair like the ring girl

The people around me are foolish and prudent to think the length of ones hair makes you more or less of a man.

I know that now, and I’m glad I do.

I want to stop pretending not to like things

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smrtnik07 · 2 months

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#nvm even after exams theres not much time to draw #classwork has been fun tho :) just wish a day had more hours in it #carmen lobcorp #lobotomy corp #project moon #art i made #creepy lass i keep thinkin g about her.....#in the sketch i just wrote DISTORT DISTORT DISTORT all over n deleted it while editing the scan cus it looked concerning

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jabthemoth · 2 years

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I come bearing more LU goofiness

Bonus Twilight Princess

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jowoeyclaire · 2 years

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i think it’d be neat if kass taught link how to play epona’s song!

some bonus kass doodles:

#the legend of zelda #loz #breath of the wild #botw #link #kass #myart #i was just thinkin about how sweet it would be if kass started teaching link the ancient songs he was finding #something something respecting his mentor's legacy and keeping his teachings alive

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mamawasatesttube · 11 months

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still thinking about that tim kon steph cass dynamic. put these four in a car together. you get tim driving while having an extremely cutting argument with steph who's kicking the back of his seat every time she needs to accent her words, and kon shotgun with the aux cord ignoring them both to twist around and tell cass the significance of each verse in the special extended version of the wendy main theme. cass is playing with his hair and humming along. two EXTREMELY different vibes in the halves of this car

#rimi talks #also tim thinking really hard about putting his hand on kon's thigh while he drives. won't do it while arguing with steph but keeps thinkin #kon #cass #steph #tim

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