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cannibalcoyote · 2 days

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𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑷𝒀 𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑯 𝑴𝑶𝑵𝑻𝑯 — EARTHBENDING + SUB-SKILLS APPRECIATION POST.

#earth month #earthbending #legend of korra #avatar the last airbender #earth kingdom #appreciation post #beifong family #avatar fandom #tlok #kuvira tlok #kuvira #wing beifong #wei beifong #suyin beifong #toph beifong

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cannibalcoyote · 9 days

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"you're good at art you should go to college you should start animation you should get a job in the industry you have so much potential" I SHOULD BE IN THE WOODS. EATING POISONOUS BERRIES

#relatable #poisonous berries #I would eat them #why would I want to work #why would I do that #am I real #art

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cannibalcoyote · 15 days

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saw this funny seal picture on twt and it’s literally them :3

#tlok #korrasami #kuvira #im so obsessed with seals they’re literally the cutest creatures on the planet

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cannibalcoyote · 28 days

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Honestly, I feel like Suyin and Kuvira's relationship was made very lazy in the show. Suyin said Kuvira is "like a daughter to her" but this was just never shown. At all. She didn't hesitate to fight her, barely tried to convince her to stop invading land, tried to kill her in her sleep, and didn't even feel bad when they captured her, she was just angry. With Bataar Jr she inmediatly forgave him, but it looks like she didn't care at all when it came to Kuvira. Their relationship is just too distant to be motherly in any sense, and that's why I like the comics so much. Still, they should have added more to their relationship, and made Suyin at least A LITTLE BIT heartbroken that her "daughter" had became a dictator. And in the comics she should have apologized too.

#tlok #suyin beifong #kuvira #kuvira tlok #the legend of korra #ruins of the empire

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cannibalcoyote · 1 month

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Kuvira + Text Post Part II

These were so much fun!!! I can’t stop won’t stop, someone take my computer away from me XD

#kuvira #legend of korra #korra #bolin #opal beifong #opal #baatar jr #avatar #lok

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cannibalcoyote · 2 months

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I just wanted to make them do their lil dance ❤️🖤

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cannibalcoyote · 2 months

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#hazbin hotel #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #the radio demon #radioapple #alastor #asexual alastor

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cannibalcoyote · 2 months

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Live love laugh Alastor

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor #alastor the radio demon #the radio demon #radio demon #hazbin hotel meme

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cannibalcoyote · 2 months

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You can't change my mind, this is 100% him.

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All Vivzie has said about this is that he has a "weird moral code". We can suspect that it might include having more mercy on women, and a prequel comic shows him actually protecting an innocent vulnerable person... But we still have no idea how far he would actually go, where he would draw the line.

#this guy is so unpredictable it's scary #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel text post #text post meme #hazbin #hazbin hotel alastor #speculation #radio demon #hazbin hotel season 1 #canon

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cannibalcoyote · 2 months

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he is not just the fruit but the entire basket (to me < 3)

#hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #alastor x reader #alastor #female insert

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cannibalcoyote · 3 months

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The way my jaw dropped

#hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel #alastor #kinda hot tho #don't judge me #i'm dyin here #hazbin hotel spoilers #hazbin hotel alastor

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cannibalcoyote · 3 months

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cannibalcoyote · 4 months

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Matt Smith: Two Face

Imagine filming a fairly violent scene with Matt Smith for House of the Dragon, what happens when you have trouble distinguishing kind-hearted Matt from cruel Daemon:

The scene wasn't supposed to be taking this long, it was meant to be quick, but the director has us repeating it a multitude of times. Something about it not being as good as it could be. I, honestly, couldn't care less how good it was as long as it was over.

My character, though not the most important, plays a role in how Daemon manages to steal the dragon egg and escape to Dragonstone. I was cast as Rhaenyra's younger sister, Seraena, who had quite the different relationship with her uncle. Where Rhaenyra saw freedom and future my character saw terror.

Daemon systematically terrorized Seraena as he viewed her to be unworthy of the Targaryen legacy, unworthy to be the rider of the vicious Cannibal.

Daemon would inflict pain upon her when the option was available, mentally terrorizing her even more-so. These abusive interactions were kept a secret from the rest of the family though, as she was not in the favor of her father or sister; she was alone.

I've been an actress for many years, and oftentimes get stuck in the mindset of my characters, but nothing as severe as with Seraena. I would only notice minor changes, usually just in my vocabulary and way of speaking, but I've become so engrained in this character that it's becoming harder for me to distinguish other actors from their characters.

The effects are minimal with most others, but with Matt... His character is so cruel and violent that I just can't help it. If Matt raises his hand or makes any quick movements, I can't stop myself from flinching away, and I know he's noticed it as well. The concerned looks, the way his eyes linger when I step away from him, how I suddenly have nothing to say when he joins my conversation.

I try to work through this, write about it, acknowledge how what I'm doing isn't healthy, that I know Matt is a really sweet person in reality; but whenever I see him, I can't help this urge of wanting to turn and run away. How could he have such a sweet expression on his face one second, and then an empty glare the next?

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Fingers roughly grasp the wig upon my head, I can tell he's trying to be gentle, but he still has to make the interaction seem realistic.

He had asked me beforehand if I was alright with the physical contact the scene required, I had nodded a 'yes' even though the nausea reminded me constantly how I had wanted to say no.

The scene we were filming has Daemon battering me as a way to gain information pertaining to the dragon egg for Viserys' unborn child. It wasn't the most violent scene to have occurred between our characters, but I would say it was the most emotionally charged.

Threats of violence slithering from Matt's lips far to smoothly for my mind to distinguish. His hand gripping my neck as his fingers laced through my hair and pulled my head back. He was right behind me, body scarily close as I was sandwiched between him the the stone wall of the castle. I can't remember what I was doing, body running on autopilot; I spoke, but I can't remember if they were my lines or not.

There was a tremor spiraling through my body, settling in my hands as they shakily grasped the hand that strangled my neck. Was I supposed to do that? Would they make me reshoot this scene?

"Cut!" That resounding word echoes through my mind, lights being turned back on to illuminate the area. The many faces of the other cast members as well as the film crew entered my vision. It was a scene, it was a scene.

The hands were removed as I turned to look at Matt, that cruel emptiness was gone, replaced by his calm face, eyes looking at me with worry.

"Hey, are you alright?" I couldn't respond, as I had already turned away and began to walk hurriedly away towards the bathrooms. My heart felt uneasy, as though the blood being pumped wasn't enough, I felt like I was dying.

I slammed the door shut, leaning forward against the sink as I glared into the mirror. 'You're not her, you're not Seraena, you're Y/N L/N. He's not Daemon, he's Matt! He has never hurt you, this is all for a show.'

I raise my hand up, touching my neck gently, as though the skin would tear at the slightest contact. The shaking of my hand bringing up an anger I was unsure how to handle. I couldn't contain it, my hands curling around my neck as I glare at my reflection.

My fingers dig into my skin as I drag them down, relishing in the discomfort I experience, but my hands still shake. I hit my wrists against the sink, ignoring the shooting pain as they still shake. Resorting to biting my hand, not letting go until I taste blood. When I release, I let out an angered yell as the shaking continues. I place one hand against the sink and hit it repeatedly with the other, eliciting a crushing sensation that I repeat with the other.

I had no intentions of stopping, but soon realize that my actions are being hindered. Two hands are holding my own with a firm grip, halting their violent actions. I look in the mirror and see none other than Matt stood behind me, concern emanating heavily from him. He is speaking to me, I know this because his lips are moving, but what is he saying? What words does he think will help me?

I can't help the immense torture I'm experiencing, the tears building within my eyes as the feeling in my legs disappears; I would've collapsed had Matt not been there. My sobs were awful, the pain and confusion filling my mind as I was being held and comforted by a sweet man that I could not distinguish.

His arms were strong as they wrapped around my torso, though they were soft, steady. He had lowered us down to the floor gently, cradling me to his chest as we sat on the bathroom floor. His whispers were calming, though I could not tell what was said.

Was this man the devil? Was he who I feared yet longed for, the man that could free me from deception? Or am I all that I should fear, do I make my prison with the words I learn, she who lives within porcelain walls that sees enemies in her own reflection?

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cannibalcoyote · 5 months

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Who Am I?

Original Species: Dzeeh Shash/Forest Sentry

#art #female artists #artwork #artworks #artist #sketchbook #angst #inkartist #ink artworks #inkart #ink art #original species #original character #zentangle #zentagleart #sketchbookart #drawdaily #psychedlicart #traditonal art

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cannibalcoyote · 7 months

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Inktober Day 1: Dream

#art #female artists #artworks #artist #sketchbook #artwork #inktober #ink #inkart #inkartwork #inkartist #inktober2023 #inktoberday1 #inktoberdreams #dream #dreams

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cannibalcoyote · 7 months

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Who Am I?

OC Name: Tiresias

Original Species: Dzeeh Shash/Forest Sentry

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cannibalcoyote · 7 months

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Woodland Princess Ch.9: Memories

Ch.8 Ch.10

Lord Elrond had led Raerthar and I back to Rivendell. When we got there Raerthar and I both stared at the overview of it.

I was remembering how my father would sometimes send me here if he needed alone time to think, or if he found himself incapable of keeping me safe from a threat against his kingdom.

I now started to realize how much I missed my father, even though he seemed cold, he was quite caring and made sure we did what was right. I missed Legolas too, he could be cold like our father but he always was easier to make happy.

Now when I think about it, my father raised us very differently. When Legolas was a kid he had a loving mother and a caring father who always had a soft spot for him, but when I was raised I only knew my mother when I was very young before she died in battle.

After that, father became very cold and reserved, even towards me who he used to spoil with gifts and kindness.

He tried though, he really did, but he usually sent me over here when he couldn't deal with me or when he didn't want to be near me because as he said, "You look too much like your mother."

"I know it's been a while, but I've only ever seen you cry twice. This is the second time." Voiced Lord Elrond from beside me.

I quickly reached up with my hand and wiped it under my eyes.

'I shouldn't be crying, after all I'll see my family after this if my father hasn't banished me for leaving his kingdom unauthorized', I thought to myself before Raerthar began to walk to Rivendell.

Lord Elrond followed close behind, thinking to himself.

'I can read her thoughts as she can read mine, she was thinking about her father and how much she misses him. I always thought she would miss her brother more because he was more affectionate, but it's her father. I really should tell him about her being here, and I will but only after they've been gone for 2 days. That seems reasonable.'

We walk to Rivendell in silence, the guards have slightly encircled around myself and Lord Elrond seeing as we are the royalty in this group. As soon as we arrive the guards move forward and circle my company who stand in the center of the clearing.

Lord Elrond dismounts and greets Mithrandir while he orders a guard to take Raerthar to a stall but then quickly remembers how I said she hates small spaces and tells him to instead release her among the open pastures.

After he has the other elves leave everyone to the dining room he quickly comes over and hugs me. I hug him back, not letting any tears fall from my eyes as I look upon Rivendell.

"Aelsar if you really want to you can just skip the dinner, I remember how you are about eating alone in your room reading your books and writing your stories."

"I think I'll just go to the pasture and hang out with Raerthar. Not really that hungry." I say to Lord Elrond before going to get dinner so I can get back to Raerthar.

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I sat in the pasture, with Raerthar for mainly the rest of the day.

'Aelsar, you should go and feast with the rest of your kin. I'll be fine.' Spoke Raerthar as she was worried on how little I had been eating over the past few days.

'Now it will take awhile for you to get back into the flow of everything here, but you must go and socialize. The only people you've had an actual conversation with is Gandalf and I. You've been mostly quiet after the day Thorin yelled at you during the battle. I know you must be angry but you must go and see your friends. They will be worried about you.' Emphasized Raerthar as she nudged me towards Rivendell from within the pasture.

'Fine. I will go and have dinner with them, but if I don't like it I'm leaving.' Replied Aelsar in an understanding tone.

'Deal.' Replied Raerthar as she then used her magic to place Aelsar on her back, and then galloped towards Rivendell.

We reached the edge of the pasture which had a small walkway of stone and jewels that led out of the stables and towards the dining hall.

I silently slipped off Raerthar's back, saying goodbye and began walking down the path. It led me through a beautiful stone stable with a soft sandy ground.

As I reached the outside I saw the path that led to the dining hall. However I didn't want to disturb anyone or enter the room and gain their attention so I took a secret passageway that only Lord Elrond and I knew about.

The secret passage was hidden behind a tapestry which I simply pushed out of the way and walked through the stone corridor. At the end of the passageway there was a sharp turn and a statue which you simply pushed forward and it moved forward for it to move forward, and out of the way.

Ch.8 Ch.10

@tigereyesf

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