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vogelspinne · 2 months
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Marked ❤️‍🔥
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illustratus · 2 months
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Don Quixote setting out on his Adventures by Gustave Doré
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breakonthroough · 5 months
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Slowdown
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alphamecha-mkii · 4 months
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Rocinante Interior Layout by Ryan Dening
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amber-skai · 4 days
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DonQuixote brothers
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redshift-art · 4 months
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This is what I was spending most of my time on. MCRN Tachi 3d model 💁🏻
Original concept by Ryan Dening.
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siren-serenity · 4 months
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morning routines
characters: donquixote rosinante/corazon, gn!reader warnings: fluff a/n: - in my household, we live, laugh, love rosinante - LOOK AT MY HUSBAND!!!! I DON'T CARE IF HE'S CLUMSY, I'LL PROTECT HIM *shaking fists in fury at oda* why did you have to kill him?!?!? - feedback is appreciated!
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Before (Marine life)
early mornings with dawn breaking through the clouds // staring out the window overlooking the training grounds // inhaling enough donuts as breakfast before sengoku or garp catches him // being thrown to the side on accident in an attempt to wake up smoker // ironing his marine uniform
The beeping was the first thing to wake him up. Loud, repetitive beep noises from the alarm clock would cause Rosinante to groan and pull the tailor-made blanket over his head in an attempt to muffle the noise. Although, he would get out of bed a few minutes later, having been too awake to go back to bed. After getting out of bed and folding it properly (old habits died hard, he guessed), Rosinante turned to stare at the slumbering Smoker.
He's heard rumors from the new cadets of his roommate. How merciless he was in their training. How fearsome he seemed, so fearsome that they didn't even dare to look him in the eye when talking. But when Rosinante spies the little trail of drool from his mouth and his messy bedhead, he can only snicker to himself.
"Wake up, Smoker!" Rosinante shakes him before eyes widening at a sudden thought. 'Wait, doesn't he have those instincts-'
Smoker sat up suddenly, hand outstretched and pushing Rosinante towards the wall. Wispy smoke trailed out of his hands as he used them to boost Rosinante's shove against the wall. The blond crashed against the wall, groaning at the pain that blossomed.
"Mornin', Rosinante..." Smoker grumbled, running a hand through his white locks. "What time is it?"
He just groaned, head upside down and his lanky legs sticking upwards. "Good morning to you too, Smoky."
Smoker's eye twitched before he launched a pillow into Rosinante's face.
But in the end, Rosinante's morning routine didn't change much throughout the years. Maybe there was a promotion or two, which would result in him adding a few more steps to his routine. An ironing of his new uniform (which would cause him to burn himself sometimes) or the plop of his cap on his messy blond locks -- the usual. His routine was fixed and sometimes, as Rosinante stared into the mirror as he brushed his teeth, he wished it could be a bit more...fun.
After (With you)
extra toothbrush next to his // containers of his favorite make-up brand next to your facial products // sitting on a stool and your weight straddling his waist as your careful hands applied his signature make-up // a kiss to your cheek and earning one in return, causing him to grin boyishly
Rosinante smiles, waking up with an arm looped around your body and your legs tangled with his. Your head is pressed onto his chest and your hair is scattered across his heart-patterned pajamas. He almost didn't want to wake up but the sunlight that streamed in through the window disturbed your slumber. You blinked wearily.
"Morning," His voice was raspy and he cleared his throat to try again. You looked at him, eyes still puffy yet filled with a gentle sort of love that never failed to make him melt. "Good morning to you too, love."
You get up, stretching your arms and wincing at the audible 'pop'! sounds. Rosinante stands up and takes a step, only to trip over literally nothing and into your expectant arms. He chuckles to himself, too used to his clumsiness and you press a kiss to his lips.
"Falling for me so early in the morning?" You laugh and pull him by the hand to the bathroom. It's practically muscle memory at this point - hand him his toothbrush and toothpaste before reaching out for your facial products. He pops a kiss to the top of your head in thanks, releasing a loud 'muah!'
"Rosi!" You playfully gasp as he drops his head onto your shoulder and nuzzling himself in the crook of your collarbone. His messy golden hair tickles your skin and your grin only grows wider. "So this is the feared Commander of the Marines?"
"Mhmph," You feel him nod into your skin. "Fear me!"
You lean down, spitting out the toothpaste and looking into the mirror to wash away remnants. You spy Rosinante's lovesick stare, eyes in the mirror meeting yours and you can practically see hearts.
"So scary," You make jazz hands, giggling as Rosinante puffs up his chest. "You're too cute to be scary, love."
As always, whenever he hears his nickname, he melts into a puddle.
"I've been domesticated," He pulls you into a hug and with his tall height, he easily swallows you into the fabric of his pajamas. His arms wrap around your body like a cocoon of warmth. Rosinante's next words are muffled. "So you have to take care of me."
You laugh, nodding against his chest. Rosinante presses a kiss onto the top of your forehead and you melt.
"Of course," You pull him gently by the collar to press a kiss to his forehead. Then to his cheeks. His eyelids. His nose. Finally, his lips and you remain there for a couple of seconds before leaning backward. His eyes flutter and a blush crawls onto his face. "You're mine, aren't you?"
"I'm yours," Rosinante agrees, slightly breathless.
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where-s-all-blue · 6 months
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Doflamingo: Law called me recently to ask me about his tamagochi.
Doflamingo: Mind you, this was the first contact he has had with me since the unfortunate death of my brother thirteen years ago.
Doflamingo: It was truly terrible, an easily avoidable accident... if only he hadn't been a little bitch about my hobbies.
Doflamingo, taking out the tamagochi: So anyway, I told Law that I thought that he'd taken the thing with him. I don't plan on giving up my little friend.
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majoraop · 13 days
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My page art for "Bird of Paradise" @opdoffyzine! I created this canon-divergent artwork with the "colourful" and "feathers" themes in mind. ^^
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spacecimen · 7 months
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”On one hand, there is the very real threat of mutual annihilation. On the other, the stars.”
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sergeantmahasti · 1 month
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Oye Inyalowda
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vogelspinne · 2 months
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Doflamingo, but he’s not a pirate captain on his way to becoming a warlord, hands-stained by his brother’s blood. Corazon, but he’s not a marine undercover marching to his death. Just two brothers, if only for a moment, remembering what it’s like to be young and carefree.
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Collab with Ritsukotheloner over on twitter for a collab event who wrote a heart-wrenchingly sweet fic around the same concept, give it a read!
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illustratus · 1 month
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Don Quixote and Sancho Panza by Ludwig Burger
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breakonthroough · 6 months
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Well, let's continue!
A short comic about how Law woke up too early one day.
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If we assume that Cora-san did not have tattoos on his face, but makeup, and he applied it every day in the early morning.
After all, we don’t know about this for sure!
This is so stupid and funny. Law's thoughts at this moment: "Who are you, scary stranger?"
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alphamecha-mkii · 8 months
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Rocinante landing Concept Art by Ryan Dening
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pedroam-bang · 9 months
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“Rocinante” MCRN Tachi (ECF 270) - The Expanse (2015)
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