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doing one of these things because I need to be productive
1 note - I'll drink a litre of water
5 notes - I'll go make myself some food
25 notes - I'll care for my plants (also I need name suggestions for a fern)
50 notes - I'll do 30 minutes of studying
100 notes - I'll tidy my room (you can't see the floor.)
300 notes - I'll cook a really pretty and lovely meal for my family
500 notes - I'll do something someone says I should do idk
1k notes - I will complete my to do list (it's endless. This involves making a sculpture, making a canvas painting, completing hours of schoolwork)
I DONT EXPECT LIKE MANY NOTES BUT THANKS RAGHH
no rules
expires march 15th!!
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clownpalette · 5 months
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Saboten! 🧡💚
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I ALMOST FORGOT ABT MY BBG
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fanaura · 1 year
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eye-opening (sfw)
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neteyam x omaticayan reader
You and Neteyam have been instructed to go hunting together, and Neteyam is nervoussss AHHH
a/n: this is my first ever fic so pls be nice!! also feel free to give me feedback in the comments or through my ask button as well as ideas for new stuff :) this is in neteyam's POV and it's him realising he likes you 🤭 i'm just tryna ease into it so no dirty smut YET!! lmk how you feel!
The cool forest breeze Eywa provided was a sweet relief to the humidity of the atmosphere. With a bow and arrows slung over my back, y/n and i moved swiftly and quietly through the terrain. I took in all the beautiful flora of my home; it was becoming darker as we continued to hunt for our family's meals, and the enchanting bioluminescence became brighter.
Y/n was striding gracefully ahead, leading us. Glowing white freckles appeared on her lean body, like an artist flecked with paint. I couldn't help but stare at her, and something unfamiliar fluttered in my stomach. Focus I thought, after almost tripping over my own feet for the third time in a row.
"Hurry up, Neteyam! I don't have all eclipse to wait for your slow ass to catch up to me," y/n exclaimed, a teasing smile playing on her full lips.
Full lips?? What the hell is going on me with me?! This was happening more and more while I was around y/n and it was freaking me out. A look, a smile, a laugh from her that I caused had my cheeks burning and my heart pounding, that same unfamiliar feeling in my gut. This girl, that I had known for forever, that I had teased and chased and spoke with such lightness to. Were we the best of friends? No, I definitely was not her first choice for company, but we were instructed by our parents that it was our turn to go out hunting. Alone. Together. The thought had my palms sweating. She, on the other hand, didn't seem to have the same aversion to the idea, giving me an easy smile and handing me a bow.
We had been travelling mostly in silence, until the overwhelming feeling to fill it forced me to say: "Hey y/n I-"
"Shh!" she hissed, holding up a hand to silence me.
Excellent timing, idiot.
In two silent strides, we reached a shrub to hide behind, bows now off our back and in our hands. I followed y/n's gaze to the clearing, where a small body of water was occupied by a Hexapede. In a matter of seconds, y/n draws, aims and kills the animal with perfect technique, reminiscent of the years spent honing her skill. Her eyes had a deathly focus that only came out during hunting or flying. It was the only time her bright golden eyes darkened, eyebrow muscles slightly drawn together, lips pursed in a thin line. She was devestatingly beautiful.
She moved swiftly towards the dying animal, quietly whimpering with the poison-dipped arrow sticking out of it’s mid-section. I followed quickly behind her. A lock of long dark hair fell in front of her face as she drew her smooth knife from her belt and murmured the death prayer. “Oel ngati kameie, ma tsmukan, ulte ngaru seiyi irayo,��� I see you, brother, and I thank you. She gave a slight grunt as she pierced the Hexapede’s skin and the whimpering stopped. She continued:
“Ngari hu Eywa salew tirea, tokx 'ì'awn slu Na'viyä hapxì,” Your spirit will run with Eywa, while your body will remain and become part of the People. She gently pulled the arrow out of the animal and sheathed her knife.
Even in conducting such a brutal task, she was so graceful, so perfect.
“The oh so scary y/n. You wouldn’t dare mess with her,” I teased, trying to ease the nervous tension that only I seemed to feel, but the words didn’t come out as naturally as they would have normally, if she hadn’t looked up with a playful smirk, the dark intensity now gone from her disposition, replaced by her natural entrancing way of being. It drove me crazy.
“There you are,” she said, grinning. “I was worried that you were mad at me by how quiet you were being on our journey.” Her smile wavered; was she was actually worried? Did she really care?
I quickly reassured her, “I could never be mad at you, y/n,” it felt like her eyes could see the hidden meaning behind my words. I scrambled to find something else to say, “who else would I annoy with my beautiful face and charming wit?” I forced a smile and tried to hold eye contact, it felt like my heart would explode from how fast it beated. She rolled her eyes and chuckled, still grinning. “That’s what you think, huh?” She nudged me with her elbow, and I thought I caught her glance down at my mouth.
“I don’t think this, y/n. I know,” I grabbed at her tail, causing her to jump back and squeal. A determined look came over her face as she said, “oh, you wanna play that game, huh?”
“So what if I do?” I challenged, absolutely knowing what I was getting myself into. She beamed and lunged at me.
We rolled around, giggling like children. It felt so good, even if I slightly shook with anxious energy. When we paused, I had y/n’s hands in my own, held together to stop her from retaliating as I was positioned on top of her, panting. The task we were assigned was forgotten. We were both still smiling as we looked at each other. She sighed. She smelled of citrus and earth and it intoxicated me as it filled my lungs. We were centimeters apart, so close we shared breath. Y/n’s smile was now gone, and I was worried I had made her uncomfortable. Let go of her and jumped up, stomach making backflips.
She stood up slower, something etched on her face that I couldn’t read. I turned around and picked up the dead Hexapede, realising that it was getting late and not wanting to toy with my father’s patience. “Let’s go,” I said, avoiding eye contact.
We walked back to our home without another word.
AHH I HOPE YOU LIKE IT
PART 2
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sleepingbeautylover · 2 months
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spoiler crimson rivers !!
regulus and james are victors and the game has ended but i think im even more scared to continue now bc at least with the game i knew who was going to die and more or less what i should expect… but the black brother have hugged and regulus and james are alive 😿😿 i love them so so much 💓 i hope we will see more of remus bc he always is my favorite ever, i love him more than anything and im so scared for him 😿 i swear i keep saying that but this fic is one of the best i have ever read, the cadence has a rly soft spot in my heart and i rly thought nothing could come close to it but i think cr is climbing its way next to it 😿 and to think that i wasn’t going to read it bc i’ve been such a jegulus snob… that is shameful haha i get it now but i hope to see more of lily too and to see her get her happy ending, my baby deserves everything and what we’ve seen so far isn’t rly comforting 💔 i still have tears in my eyes frol sirius watching his brother die 💔😿
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cheezysweaterguy · 4 months
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Newton pud jester :3 love her
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sootrootdoot · 6 months
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helloioooooo!?!?
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thedevilssacrament · 1 year
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Repo head cannons I have since I am having repo brain rot!!
So- I know the fandom is low key gone but I want to revive it so please repo fans interact with me I beg of you!
- Shilo really likes moths, I know she had a lot of butterfly specimens and I like the imagery of the pinned/trapped bugs and her being trapped in her room but because goth I think she’d really like moths and probably really likes the Luna moth or the Death Head moth
- Shilo would make ethical jewelry using bugs like vials with bugs she found in her room or like in the graveyard. I think she’d make some sick ass butterfly wing earrings and if Mag got to be closer to her, I think she would make Mag a pair of butterfly earrings :)
- Amber Sweet has a huge gay fan base that’s it I don’t know what else to tell you but I’m gay and I’m obsessed with her. She may be addicted to the knife BUT I AM ADDICTED TO HER!!!
- Amber as head of genco would definitely like… actually help the community and become kind of an anti hero like she’d not be a hero or the good guy but definitely would not continue repositions because that’s fucked up and I don’t think she wants to become her father
- Graverobber is actual rich and has supportive parents- he just wants to be dark and brooding because theater kid so he just is three raccoons in a trench coat and gothic face makeup. No reason I think it’s just funny :)
- Luigi cries in the shower and that’s the only reason he showers
- Pavi would have an onlyfans account… that’s it idk but tell me he wouldn’t! He’s so obsessed with himself I think he’d make a second account to follow the first account-
- Nathan probably has known the Genco kids since they were little, probably 14-17 years olds and probably has been to so many Genco Christmas parties. Probably has to get a gift every year and panics about it but they just give him a comically large check.
- Shilo would definitely have snuck out to go to a genetic opera to see Mag perform me thinks idk she just would
- Shilo runs a Mag stan account!!!
-Mag is in love with Marni and has always had an unrequited love which is why she sings still, because Marni can’t anymore and it’s the only time she feels connected to Marni, until she sees Shilo
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devotedais · 4 months
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harmoe fanart because I love them and their concept of fairy tales in their work and their genre of music 👍🏳️‍🌈🧜‍♀️
one of my favorites has to be make a pearl from the mermaid at our own pace single... who am i kidding stream all of harmoe's discography! or else
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theindescribable1 · 4 months
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Choose one of ut characters or yourself to do this prompt;
Draw someone holding a knife like a soggy tea bag saying; "Don't worry, Honey, I hate knifes. I wouldn't use it on you. ."
Yandere vibes!
Did you ASK for midnight art?
Oh wait you actually did...
Bet.
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I actually am proud of this....I tried a new style for feet/shoes and I think its pretty good!
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stayingolivegreen · 1 year
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if i get this silly post to 5 reblogs i'm gonna draw The queen beating Batter up w a Chess set
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iinkysquid · 3 months
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Hii I'm Miles // iinkysquid I'm 18
Erm I'ma call you guys hun/hunny
Dni|| literally no one I don't give a shit tbh
writing fluff//fanfics//smut from these fandoms↓
//genshin
//aot
//jjk
//Naruto
//Bsd
(recommendations accepted)
//what I will write: dub/non con, male/ftm!reader, female/mtf!reader, genderneutral!reader, hardcore grape but depends, gore and self cest
//what I won't write: minors (unless it's fluff and even then they should be at least 15), incest, supa nasty kinks like piss/shit
THAT'S ALL BYE!! (pls give me req)
Guys I'm amab for some reason people keep thinking I'm not just because of my flags, any other platform else 💀
@chososlittlestuttyboy
My works:
Aot:
"[name] I can't take it..." -Eren Jaeger
Genshin:
"please don't be angry with me..." -Venti
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thisrandomhotperson · 4 months
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canon slytherin skittles are a jumpscare bc wdym reg/barty/even arent bbg and dorcas and pandora are amazing cause thats how i remember it.
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aspiring-awesomeness · 5 months
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Artfight attack on my good cool buddy RealGoudArt on twitter of his #vtm character Najim
Best quality of the Setites: Their wiggles :3
I know that TECHNICALLY vampires can’t feel warmth… but come on! Heat lamp! Najim is basically a snake, they love that stuff!
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blackoutprism · 1 year
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I caved..
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Estie Rose in @clownsuu 's Mob Au !!
I dunno if I'll clean it up and end up coloring it or just doing a different piece BUT -- I really like it /)(\
Small snippets for those who can't read my handwriting (+extras):
-> Her typical outfit, but don't be surprised to see her all dolled up.
-> Estie is a spy and sorta assassin! (She collects information very easily which is her primary purpose)
-> Is a songstress/Performer
-> Typically performs in Howdy's bar!
-> Hair stays down during performances for an added affect.
-> She is a momma!! Her daughter is Flora Rosa, or Lil Flora.
-> She loves her daughter dearly, so much that she often asks Poppy to watch over her when she can.
-> Flora tends to call everyone Big Sis,Big bro, aunty, Uncle..
-> Flora is just barely shorter than Wally.
-> Flora is most comfy around Poppy and Howdy.
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mochamuslim · 6 months
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I just love the thought of the Prophet Muhammad being human
He had a favourite Color (green) and meals he enjoyed he also had a sweet tooth in particular and his favourite things to eat/drink included sweet dates and milk as well as chilled water
He raced with his wife Aisha, he carried Hussain and Hassan on his back and his granddaughter Umama in his arms when he’d prostrate in prayer, how he spent most of his time serving the family (patching his own clothes, mending his sandals and milking the goats)
All the times he laughed at Nuaimans antics, him cheering at Al-Khansa during her performances, breaking down Umars stern exterior (he was like a soft spot for the firecracker) or consulting with Al-Shifaa on business matters (maybe he even had inside jokes w her who knows)
Him wanting to dye his hair in henna, braiding his hair while on trips, literally carrying oil and a comb w him during a war (bc it he dies he’s gonna make it look pretty) and loving perfume and hey maybe he even had a favourite scent who knows
How he was a friend of the poor, an emancipator of women, he had wrote down a constitution in favour of coexisting w Christian’s and Jews. His entire purpose is being a mercy to Mankind. He was many things at once like a merchant, a businessman, a president, a warrior, a saint, a mystic etc yet what about those human moments of his
He loved animals and archery and would give nicknames to swords and he’d always give people his full attention and would try his best to accommodate those who were seen as outcasts by treating them as parts of himself (because I suppose he was once an outcast too)
His love for his 3 mothers, the longing he felt for Aminah on nights where he couldn’t be cradled into her arms or listen to her soft murmurs but he found comfort in Barakahs kindness contrasted with her warrior nature as well as Halimahs dry sense of humor and hard working spirit
He also dealt with feelings of abandonment, depression and anxiety. He knew it all too well. Being exiled from his homeland, losing all his children and loved ones, unsure if he was worth God’s love or his wrath etc like he felt all those things we feel right now
I might continue later but it’s like 12 am and this is all horribly messy but I just needed to get this out feel free to reblog tho and add your thoughts
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screamsortega · 1 year
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i love crazy girls;
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*SCREAM VI SPOILERS*
summary: you kill detective bailey while in your fathers ghostface costume to save the group.
warnings: blood, murder, mentions of murder, cursing, guns, violence, all that jazz
pairing: chad meeks-martin x loomis!reader
*lowercase intended*
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there sam stood, her arms slightly raised in attempt to protect the two behind her; chad and tara.
“well,” tara began, “if you’re going to kill us then come on motherfucker!”
detective bailey displayed a slight smirk on his face as he began to walk up to the three, knife in hand. before he could make it close enough to attack, his phone rang.
“you gonna get that?” sam smirked, knowing who it was.
detective bailey hesitated, grabbing his phone after the third ring. “who’s this?”
“take a guess.” the voice responded.
the realization sets in as bailey laughs in response, “you really aren’t that bright, are you y/n? you do realize i can kill your precious friends before you could say another word.”
“you can sure as hell try, but when the police get here,” you paused, “it’s over. especially for you.”
“i’m a fucking police officer,” bailey spoke, his voice growing louder and angrier. “how do you think this is gonna go, y/n? who do you think they’re gonna believe, huh?”
there was a moment of silence before the voice responded.
“probably the one who’s still alive.”
this time, the voice was louder and the call was no longer connected. the voice was coming from behind detective bailey, just as he turns around the figure launches at him, stabbing him over and over again.
as the knife plunges in and out of his skin, you can hear your fathers voice in the back of your head, “keep going, show no mercy.” he said.
you ignored the voices, raising the knife in the air one last time, “23.”
the knife is planted right in bailey’s eye before being taken right out. the figure wipes the knife off with their glove before throwing it to the ground, taking off the mask to reveal you.
you were out of breath, the adrenaline rushing throughout your body. you made your way over to kirby who had fallen unconscious due to being shot, you grab her gun before walking back over to detective bailey.
you raise the gun, clicking the safety off before pulling the trigger, ending detective bailey’s life for good.
as you drop the gun, you pick up the mask you had been previously wearing before walking towards your friends, arms open and available for a hug.
chad is the first one to initiate the hug, tara and sam doing the same.
“i’m so glad you’re okay,” chad began, “i thought—”
“i know,” you replied, cutting him off as you already knew what he was about to say.
“now, let’s get the hell out of here.” sam said, releasing you from the hug as chad and tara do the same.
“yeah.” you said, taking off the robe, holding the mask in between your arm and chest before placing it back into your hand.
chad rests his arm around your shoulder as the three of you exit the shrine. as you pass by a mirror you see your father’s reflection, a proud expression plastered on his face as you smile before looking towards the ground.
“sorry you had to see all of that,” you told chad, focusing on the ground below you as the two of you walked outside.
“why are you sorry?”
“i don’t know,” you began, “i guess i just think that that made me look really fucking crazy.”
“well, lucky for you,” chad spoke as you glance up at him in confusion, “i love crazy girls.”
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authors note;
lmk if y’all liked this 🙏
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