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disposables-1997 · 6 months

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#film photography #film #travel #girls #tumblr girls #girlblogging #girl #tour eiffel #tourist #film phogoraphy #filmnotdead #instagram #expired 35mm #35 mm film #artsy #roaming around #paris france #paris

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straneria · 4 months

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me when Rao

#he's such a little scamp #roaming around #pushing shit off tables like a fuckin cat #trying to kill you and your loved ones #oc

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edeldoro · 8 months

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(09/16/2023)

#Videos #Sky CotL #Moth account #I regret not playing this season at the start but so tired #Roaming around #Hope I can spend the tickets later

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chocor0se · 22 days

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when tim is working as the ceo of WE in public half of the time he’s the perfect figure, looking fancy and being respectful while also being intimidating when he needs to be. the other half he’s so tired he just starts cussing at annoying people and flipping them off.

#one half is from being raised in high society #the other side is from roaming around gotham’s streets as a child with no supervision #tim drake #batfam #robin #red robin #red robin tim drake #timothy drake wayne #tim drake wayne #chaotic tim drake #ceo tim drake #wayne enterprises #batfamily

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hajihiko · 9 months

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I'm just saying... they're responsible 🤷‍♂️

#Aoi asahina #Makoto Naegi #Sdr2 #Super danganronpa 2 #Danganronpa #danganronpa trigger happy havoc #dr thh #An art #It's the responsible thing to do! Ur not gonna have a big group of adults spending all their time together and assume they DONT have trysts #The boat has 3 rules: treat each other kindly as possible. No one spends the night alone or roams around alone #And if ur gonna have sex do it responsibly and safely because we are not equipped to deal with childbirth

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tsubomiiiii · 7 months

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Some dadow au doodles while I cook up some stuff for the Moonlight au gahhh

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justaz · 7 days

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merlin’s secret being a visual thing. when he is around arthur or gwen or leon or morgana or [insert whatever character here] merlin seems pale and thin, almost like a ghost or an apparition. when the sun lands on him he reflects it like a corpse, he eyes seem dark and dull. he has this ethereal beauty to him, this otherworldly visage that leads many to believe he is of fae blood. he just doesn’t seem to be 100% human. but when he is ONLY with lancelot or gaius (cough or gwaine bc gwaine DEFINITELY knew) merlin is heartachingly human. merlin shines in the sunlight, colors are brighter and more vibrant around him, and his smiles are wide and his laughs are boisterous. he takes on color and leaves everyone wanting to know him. but when other join in or interact with the two, merlin shifts before their eyes so quickly and suddenly that they aren’t sure whether or not what they saw was a trick of the light. the idea still leaves them wanting more and wanting to see the merlin who is just so full of life but that merlin only appears for a small select group of people. merlin who has a guard so high that it has an effect of other’s perception of him.

#arthur is absolutely steaming about this btw #he so desparately wants to be in the golden bubble around merlin in those moments #but his mere presence seems to pop it #hes fuming #its not until after the magic ban is repealed that everyone gets to see the glowing golden merlin #and they finally realize what the trick of the light was #merlin who is magic incarnate who (no matter how hard he tries) cannot fully repress what makes him him #arthur who finally gets to be in the golden bubble and its so much better than he ever couldve imagined #merlins magic is finally able to roam free the way it only could with a few people #merlins magic who absolutely adores arthur and is constantly reaching out for him even if him and merlin arent in the same vicinity #lmao arthur bringing up how merlins magic likes to card thru his hair and ease any sore muscles he may have #and lancelot and gwaine going ‘wtf? what about my muscles and hair?? merlin hates me?? merlin is playing favorites???? jail.’#bbc merlin #merlin emrys #arthur pendragon #merthur #subtle magic my beloved #visibly Strange merlin my dear #idk i was thinking about pre-magic reveal!arthur watching merlin and lancelot talking and then pouting and going #‘why doesnt he smile and look at me like that? :(‘#and then post-magic reveal!arthur having a moment of realization and going #like ‘oh hes hiding a huge part of what makes him him. i only know half of my best friend.’#and then setting out to know ALL of him bc arthur and merlin are soulmates and in love and two sides of the same coin and best friends and-#im going thru my drafts and finding so many banger posts #idk why i never posted them LMAOO

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teartra · 1 year

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Diversity wins! The straight ship you’ve been complaining about is actually bi4pan

#this has been roaming around my head #huntlow #the owl house #toh #toh hunter #willow park

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biggest-gaudiest-patronuses · 2 years

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people talk about how "helpless" and "underdeveloped" human babies are compared to newborns from other species (e.g. foals can gallop 24 hours after birth, newly hatched kiwi chicks feed themselves, etc)

But. can you imagine how absolute nightmarish it would be if newborn babies could run around and climb on top of stuff? and think of the birth-giving parent, not only are they exhausted and in pain now their baby is MOBILE AND ROAMING that would be terrifying

#if anything i think it should take LONGER for babies to walk and climb and stuff #when your language skills get to the point where we can have a conversation about why you are NOT allowed to lick the electric outlets #THAT is the point at which you are allowed to roam around the house #babe you are not getting out of that playpen until you enter into a verbal contract vis a vis Swallowing Random Objects

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faeriekit · 16 days

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Salt Mirror

phic phight fill with two prompts; for @echoghost1 and @fuyuthefoxwriter

(Sister fics are Snow Day, Snowdrift Sanctuary, and Frozen Out)

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The first thing Danny noticed was the teeth.

Or. Well. The first thing Frostbite noticed were the teeth. What Danny noticed was that suddenly he was being offered bigger and bigger bones with his meal, which were very much not typical human-appropriate food.

“You break them,” Frostbite showed him, pinning the bone between two sharp canines and biting down. The bone broke clean in two. Hot-dog style. “Then you are free to eat the marrow inside.”

Danny stared. “I don’t… I don't think my teeth do that.”

“Try it,” his guardian encouraged.

…Well. He hoped Far Frozen had as good a dentistry practice as they did medicine. Danny shoved the bone between his canine teeth, and clamped down—

—And the bone broke clean through.

Huh. That was…new.

Well. Marrow tasted good, anyway, and scooping the butter-soft marrow out with a spoon was easy. Danny might have clunked the wooden spoon against his teeth a couple times (man, was he clumsy today) but he was very happy with the results.

The next day Frostbite offered him an arm-length rib bone, Danny didn’t even hesitate to chomp down.

He ate through four ribs before he felt full. He was happy.

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The second thing Danny noticed was how pale he got.

Like. As in ‘his arm matched the snow-white fur of his tundra-proof coat’ level pale. ‘White as a glacier and just as blue’ level pale. Like. There was no red left in his skin.

He pressed his thumb to his palm. It went yellow, and then flushed back to white as his blood went back in.

…Spooky. Uh. Danny blinked loudly. Maybe he was…sick…?

There wasn’t a mirror in their cave dwelling, and nothing was shiny enough to reflect in— everything that wasn’t medical was cast iron, or not quite mirror smooth, like Frostbite’s round cooking knives.

Danny needed a mirror.

He bundled up and walked through fresh snow drifts to the closest medical facility: an ice cave across from Ledyanoy and Avalanche’s home, carved into one of several dozen pillars of ice embedded into the floating island. Danny knew that there was a mirror there, since Frostbite went in for mirror therapy every time his ice-carved arm began to itch psychosomatically.

He darted inside. Pritla was the only one in there, so they ignored him in their quest for additional data. Great. All Danny needed was the mirror set up in the corner, ready and waiting to be rolled into place for Frostbite’s next session.

Danny peeked at his reflection. He looked…wow.

For one, Danny looked spooky as hell. The blue went all around his eyes, now— no whites to be seen, creating an uneasy, inhuman look. He was pale. He was very pale. He looked like the printer had run out of any colors that might have given him some sort of standing to wander reality with.

The insides of his lips were blue. The wet inner linings around his eyes were blue.

…What.

And. Speaking of…lips…his gums were a deep, sapphire blue, as was his tongue. None of that was as important as his huge freaking fangs, though!

Like! Huge! Not yeti huge, of course, but still!! Danny had no idea how they weren’t sticking straight out of his mouth when he closed it. Big, pearly fangs.

What the heck was happening to him?

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“I think you’re turning into a Yeti,” Tundra decided primly, and flung himself at Arctic without any further thought. The teenage Yeti— still taller than Danny by two heads and a half— squawked, barely seeing the projectile cub in time to dodge appropriately.

“No,” said Danny. It was more outright denial than certainty. He wrapped his coat tighter around himself.

Avalanche, who was the closest to adulthood out of all of them, watched the two wrestle balefully. Tundra was barely out of cub age, and Arctic wasn’t much better than Sidney Poindexter when it came to having his crap together, so it was kind of like watching two frogs mud-wrestle in knee-high snow.

“I mean,” said Avalanche, mostly bored by the spectacle of Arctic getting his butt whipped by what amounted to a kid, “I’m pretty sure it’s normal for human-born ghosts to adapt to their Obsessions after they form. You have to change a little to match your environment. And we have a lot of snow.”

“So much!” Tundra howled from where he was perched on top of Arctic. His victory lasted as long as it took for Arctic to get his legs underneath himself, push himself to standing, and launch Tundra into a snow drift with a surprised squeal.

Arctic shook himself off. His fur fluffed up with the effort, which made him look larger in size than usual. “I think that if you were turning into a yeti, Frostbite would have noticed. Or said something. Or done something.”

Avalanche shook her head, gamely ignoring how Tundra had turned from a fallen-in-the-snow position to a crouching-and-ready-to-pounce position. Danny had seen this a million times now; either Arctic would notice (he wouldn’t) and dodge, or he’d once again fall victim to Tundra’s childish enthusiasm.

Danny and Avalanche largely had no comment on Tundra’s second leap of faith, nor for their mutual struggle for pubescent dominance that ensued.

There were other questions to ask.

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“Am I turning into a yeti?” Phantom asked.

Frostbite looked down.

The half-ghost looked nervous— picking at his lip until green beaded under his teeth, his hands in the sleeves of his coat.

“No,” Frostbite confirmed. He didn’t smile, as it would have seemed condescending in the face of Phantom’s genuine worry. It was better to keep calm. “Why are you worried about turning into a yeti?”

Phantom stared up at him, eyes deep and luminous. Frostbite had seen similar coloration on deep-sea creatures, long-travelled things desperate for any sort of light. The sight was compelling, yes, but could not substitute for a verbal answer.

“...Because I’m changing colors and now I have sharp teeth and I think I’m growing claws,” Phantom pointed out. All of these things were true. They were very good, sturdy teeth, and very good, sturdy claws, which was a good sign; anything otherwise would have indicated a lack of support on Frostbite’s end.

“It is a very normal thing to want to explore other forms of expression at your age,” Frostbite pointed out. He threaded his paws through Phantom’s pale hair, and found, to his pride, little buds of ice horns. “And I am very flattered that you think so highly of us that you are interested in mimicking some of our more obvious traits; that being said, if it distresses you, you are always free to change back.”

Phantom’s face turned…lost. “Oh.”

Frostbite continued petting. More explanation would come, or it wouldn’t— but in the meantime, the human tinge returned to his charge’s cheeks, flush with red blood, and the bud horns collapsed where they grew. His charge’s hair turned dark once more, his teeth flat and human.

Phantom’s eyes were always blue. The human color was not as deep, but was just as nice. Now, there were tears in them.

“What is wrong, little one?” Frostbite rumbled, concerned. Phantom took his paw and pressed his face to it in search of tactile comfort.

“I didn’t know why I was changing,” Phantom admitted, sniffing. His voice was wet and raw. “I was scared I couldn’t go back. Humans don’t just…change like that, 'cause we're made of matter. I was scared…”

Frostbite rumbled wordlessly. His charge had adapted very well to a non-human environment, but there were knowledge gaps that would have come naturally to any Realms-Borne being; most intuitively was knowledge of the self, as well as the rigidity (and fluidity) of one’s own manner of expression.

Changing without realization would be distressing. Frostbite still remembered what it felt like to wake up some mornings and realize that his arm was gone.

“You are alright,” Frostbite reaffirmed. “It it healthy to change, and it is a good time to find out how you will want to present yourself. That being said, there is no rush.”

Frostbite paused.

“There is one rush. If you intend to partake in eating marrow with our dinner tonight, you may want to manifest your teeth again—”

Phantom laughed, little cub’s fangs poking out between his teeth. All would be well; but first, there was dinner to be had, and a good night’s sleep to be found.

#phic phight #phic phight 2024 #phic phight 24 #i cannot remember what tags I have been using and it's kind of distressing ngl #danny phantom #far frozen #Frostbite #Danny Fenton #Yeti!OCs #'what do yeti teenagers do' idk babysit n roam around n hit each other probably #Danny's having an identity crisis which is p fair for cross-species adoption after your parents rejected you for expressing inherent traits #faer fic

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gummi-ships · 5 months

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