#(dusty is the llama)

[terrovaniadorm]

AHOY MERC!

Miren is having mixed feelings about this year's Halloween because he feels, well, off. Max and Samuel might know the reason why. :)

Jiyoon just wants to peacefully pass the night without any problems! Some people are not making it possible though :D

[HALLOWEEN EVENT - OPEN]

Honestly... Poor Max is clueless why Miren looks off he thought this was supposed to be a festive season! Samuel on the other hand... He's going to have some silly fun with Miren!

Have Jiyoon trying to ignore everything happening in the background, the yelling? The shaking? The llama? Don't worry about it just enjoy the party!

#Thanks for the ask!! #Enjoy the cameos in Jiyoons because they'll be relevant #I'll tag them for consistency so you'll know who is who >:) #Twisted wonderland oc #Twst oc #Samuel #Maxwell Murray #Keres Perrault #other characters #Jiyoon Lockhart #Miren Lockhart #Dusty Wallace #Circe Erfinderin #(dusty is the llama) #answered #Halloween asks

[llamagoddessofficial]

llama i must know

do you have any thoughts about siren bad sanses? 👉👈(//ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠//)

do i

Horror: Now, Skull is a cecaelia. But I think Horror would be a little different. A big frightening toothed whale - particularly, a Risso's dolphin. Risso's dolphins have a cool effect where any time they get an injury, their scars lose pigment and remain white forever. Horror is slowly turning whiter and whiter as time goes on.

Just like usual, he used to be normal sized, but his injury kickstarted a bizarre growth spurt and he's become far larger than he ever should've. He enjoys targeting boats - since he's so big he can easily sink small ships, his favourite 'game' is ramming vessels and seeing who survives after the ship rolls over. He eats anyone who drowns.

I can imagine him falling in love with you from the water, and rocking your boat purely to get your attention. If you ignore him he slams into the hull in frustration. He'd never sink your boat, of course... not unless you were really, REALLY ignoring him, and he lost his temper.

Dust: An oceanic whitetip shark. The beautiful dark colouring. The 'dusty' white edges of the fins and tail. A solitary, wandering creature that's probably responsible for many of the open-water shark attacks attributed to other species... IMO, it's absolutely perfect.

Before joining Nightmare, he travelled long distances in isolation, avoiding large vessels or groups but hunting down and killing anyone (or anything) he caught alone. He'll follow prey for weeks; he often waits for people on boats to go stir crazy before he attacks.

He's a distant admirer. He'll stalk from afar, but come closer at night, when it's hard to distinguish his dark shape against the moonlit sea. He thinks you'll be a very pretty siren.

Killer: @aka-indulgence suggested Killer is a bull shark and she's absolutely right. Killer is hyperactive and murderous, but incredibly loyal to those he cares about (even if he won't admit he cares). Bull sharks are fast, notoriously aggressive, yet surprisingly social.

Killer just enjoys... well, killing. He sometimes plays with his prey, but the games are never as forgiving as Horror's, or as patient as Dust's. He likes to bite the limbs off of his targets and watch them struggle to get away.

He's extremely friendly to you. Worryingly so. He lacks any subtlety, he'll come right up to your boat and put his arms over the edge when he wants your attention, flirting like you didn't just watch him murder another siren in cold blood. A swift strike with an oar is usually enough to ward him off - but unfortunately, it never seems to chase him away permanently.

Nightmare: He isn't any one species. He's much, much older. He was something else before his corruption... but times change, don't they? If you don't know what to call him, he certainly doesn't mind the ego stroke of being called a kraken.

Obviously it would be ridiculous of me to make Nightmare anything other than a cecaelia. He's large, scary, black as midnight sea, beautifully bioluminescent when he wants to be. He has attributes of lots of different deep-sea creatures; retractable hooks in his tentacles, a toxic bite, terrifying teeth, incredible vision. He's not the kind of thing you want to encounter underwater. Ever.

The other sirens would be very reluctant to let Nightmare know you exist. But when all three of his underlings are chasing the same prey... well. You'll catch his eye sooner or later.

#llamagines #cw drowning #killer comes back to nightmare with a huge mark on his face (you hit him with the broadside of an oar when he called you a snack)

[emjiroki]

Rodeo with country Kiri headcanons

Timeline disclosure: you've been dating for about 6-8 months now

This might have gotten away from me a little bit... I'm in love with him okay? Just fluffyness and maybe a little crude language from bronco busting Katsuki

♡~ Flat out shocked you hadn't ever been to the rodeo before (or maybe only once or twice) and insists on taking you when it was in town the next week, happily chattering about the events and all the food and games when you agree to go with him

♡~ His face might have split if he grinned any bigger day of when he sees you in your jeans and the boots he had bought for you. "Can't let my girl go to the dusty rodeo without boots" he had commented the weekend before when he was on his knee helping you squeeze and maneuver your foot in the leather boot (if you've ever worn cowboy boots before it can be a pain getting them on with the comfortable socks you need to break them in)

♡~ Talks about how his friend Katsuki is participating in the bronco busting event this year after helping him win this particularly feisty stallion at auction, he's excited to see him win again for the seventh year in a row

♡~ You get excited when he takes you to the livestock pens to see all the cows and horses; getting to the end part where they have goats and ponies and even a couple of Llamas to feed the little pellet treats. He laughs at the piglets as they run around and slide down the little metal slide they have and comments how he wants to get a couple of pigs because they're just so darn cute

♡~ Only a few minutes before the main barrel racing event starts you and him are loading up with snacks from the vendors outside the stadium. Soft pretzels, corn dogs, jumbo lemonades, and a funnel cake you guys couldn't pass on. His hands are full as you make you way up the stadium bleacher seats, Eijiro will only let you carry the lemonades and nothing else.

♡~ He's so happy to answer any questions you have; pointing out different aspects of the events and telling you what he knows about the reaccuring riders. Just happy to listen to you and watch you get so excited.

♡~ You both almost shout your voices raw when Katsuki enters the arena (who cares if you hadn't met him quite yet) he makes it 7.8 seconds on the bucking stallion before getting thrown, rolling up onto his feet and racing for the barrier walls while the attendants rangle the horse back into the starting pin. Kirishima asks if you'd be okay skipping the next couple of events so he could go check on Katsuki and make sure he was alright. Of course you say yes and take his hand as he leads you back down the stadium stairs to the back area

♡~ Katsuki is being looked over by the standby paramedics even though he's putting up a fuss. Snapping that he's just fine and to leave him alone, which they do after a minute of his arguing. He washes the blood from his busted lip out of his mouth with a quick spit of water as Kirishima is introducing you, his calloused hand shaking yours gruffly. He waves you off when you ask him if he's alright, nearly biting Kiri when he pokes the bruise blooming across his shoulder. "'m fine, nothin' to worry over. So you're the girl Red's been talkin' my ear off about for the last few months".

♡~ After talking for a few more minutes and making Katuski laugh, Kirishima tells you that that's pretty rare, he asks if "Red" had told you anything about his own rodeo career. "No! Kiri how could you not tell me anything?". Eijiro is blushing a dusty red across his nose, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "Oh darlin' there's not really much to tell honestly, broke my collarbone in two places and thats pretty much all she wrote". "Ha! Like hell Red! Told me ya wanted to-" "Katsuki leave it" "wanted to what Eijiro?" You ask, Kiri blushing again with a heavy sigh. "He wanted to quit so he could work on having a family, family and the rodeo don't mix well, especially with the injuries" Katsuki explains taking another drink from his water bottle. "Well we gotta go Kat, be careful see ya later" Eijiro says quickly, taking your hand and practically dragging you away back out to the main area where the vendors are.

♡~ Kirishima apologizes if Katsuki made anything weird, smiling nervously and saying it really was for focusing on his animals and building up his ranch. The rodeo took all of his spare time and he didn't wanna live in a horse trailer forever. He seems surprised when you ask him what event he had been apart of to break his collarbone. "Bull Ridin'. It's a dangerous chance game and the minute I ate dirt I knew my time had run out," He explained as you both strolled through he vendors again on your way to the parking lot, "plus I liked taking care of the bottle babies more than ridin' the bulls anyway". "So the whole starting a family thing wasn't a factor for you?" You asked teasingly as his cheeks flamed again, his ruby eyes looking down to his boots as he gripped your hand a bit tighter. "Actually that part is true... Katsuki’s right, mixin' a family and the rodeo is no life to have. I wanted to enjoy my time while I had it instead of a big ass beast stepping on my neck or somethin some day".

♡~ Butterflies start swarming in his stomach when you tell you understand, you wouldn't want to put having a family in jeopardy either. "So... you want kids someday?" He asks, trying to be nonchalant as his hands sweat alittle. "Of course, not right now or anything but if I'm with the right guy I think I'd give him as many as he wanted". A soft, loving chuckle escapes him as you nudged his arm, happiness blooming in his heart as he looks down at you leaning against his truck, the sunset casting you both in vibrant orange light. "Well I guess your mr.right's gotta put a ring on your pretty finger first huh?". "Is that a proposal mr.right?" You ask with a smile. He shakes his head kissing the tip of your nose as he wraps his arms around you. "Not yet, I wanna give you everythin' in the world little lady, and a big fat diamond is first on my list"

#country boy eijiro #eijiro kirishima #rodeo headcanons #this will be reblogged a couple of times #em x eijiro ♡ #em talks 👄 #em writes ✍

[buildheight]

“Right,” Gem says, keeping her voice steady like a hand of cards to her chest. “What do you know, then?”

It’s not so much a question as it is a threat, and Pix answers in kind. “I think we’re both aware of what’s going on here.” 

It’s a bluff. Gem darts her eyes back at the group in the courtyard, then to Pix again, who gives her a bemused smirk. “Okay,” she says. “Just… don’t mess this up for me.”

“I certainly have no intention of the sort,” Pix says. A cloud passes over the sun, casting a long shadow.

==

This Scott smells very distinctly like llama. It’s not an unwelcome thing. Gem observes the way he talks sweetly to his herd and moves his hands through their coats. She doesn’t think she’s ever seen another Scott act like this. His clothes are garish and, by all standards, mismatched, and his hands are stained with an ever changing array of dyes. He very calmly and confidently attaches the saddle to the llama he’s working with, and it seems soothed by his presence.

“Sorry about that,” he says with a grin that reaches his eyes. “What colors were you looking for?”

==

The rift glows ominously, and pulses with a sick purple energy. Gem can’t keep her eyes off it.

“What’d’you reckon, then?” A voice pipes up from behind her. She bristles.

“No idea,” she says, smiling, then turning around. In that order.

“Bit weird, if you ask me,” Joel says. Gem can’t help but think of a bird puffing out its feathers to seem bigger.

“I don’t know anything about magic, really,” she lies. 

Joel gives her a blank look with those familiar glass eyes. To her credit, her smile doesn’t twitch. “Right then.” He shrugs. “Not much of a conversationalist.”

==

“I’m sure there’s nothing to be afraid of,” Gem says, running her fingers through her hair, watching the way the strands catch the moonlight.

False doesn’t turn to look at her, but her movements do slow. It’s enough of an answer.

“I’m not just saying it,” Gem insists, but something in the way False reaches up to her hair to mirror Gem’s movements makes her stomach flip.

“I think I need a haircut,” False says instead, voice no louder than a whisper. 

Gem moves to close the shutters, not looking at the moon. “That would be nice,” she whispers back.

==

Gem watches as Sausage orbits around Pearl. The Hermits, to their credit, have been very accommodating. They don’t ask too many questions. The dry heat of the Nether Roof is a good excuse for why her palms are sweating.

Pix, to her chagrin, seems bemused.

“Don’t say anything,” she says, hand resting on the hilt of her sword. Pix does a convincing approximation of a cough into his hand.

Gem watches as Sausage enters course for collision. It takes her every ounce of strength to turn away when he puts his hand on Pearl’s shoulder. She catches Joel’s eye instead.

==

“He’s a bit pants, isn’t he?” Jimmy whispers loudly. Oli was too loud in his crooning to notice the crowd ignoring him.

“Yeah,” she admits.

“I think it’s nice,” the Old Sheriff says. “He’s trying to recapture his glory years. Good reminder to us all that the past is left dead.” He spits a glob of something mysteriously dusty onto the floor.

“That’s nice?” Jimmy scoffs.

“You’ll get it one day, buddy,” Joel says, and pats Jimmy on the back.

“Darn tootin’,” the Old Sheriff agrees.

Gem feels the words stick in her throat. Someone throws a rock at Oli.

==

“I’m not sure I need something super new,” Katherine says, holding up two nearly identical pink dresses in the mirror. One is a bit shorter than the other, but they’re both lavishly embellished. It’s like playing dress-up. Spending time with Katherine is easy, if nothing else. She’s so very… Katherine. Watching her flutter around the room is a good comfortable feeling. “What do you think?”

“Left one?” Gem offers. “I like the matte fabric.”

“I’m going with this one. I like the shiny silk.”

“Good choice,” Gem says. “Go with what your heart says.”

Katherine laughs, and Gem laughs, too.

==

“Have you known?” Sausage says one night, sitting up on the roof of his tavern, watching the stars. “This whole time?”

Gem doesn’t answer right away. The cool night air feels so good on her face. There’s no need to say out loud what Sausage already knows.

“I just have one question,” he says next. It’s so quiet, so honest. Gem can hardly match the Sausage she knew with the one sitting next to her. “Why leave me there?”

It’s a question Gem has answered to herself a million times over in the mirror. Tonight she confesses. “I was scared.”

==

By the time Gem packs her bags, Pix and Joel have already gone.

“It’s just time,” she says to herself. She’s not sure who she’s justifying herself to. Sausage seems perfectly content to let her go. There’s nothing keeping her here. 

The flight to the Rift is shorter than she anticipated. The sun setting over the Great Bridge casts a long shadow over the land, and she watches as lights flicker on in homes dotted across the valley. The corpse of Grumbot is the only thing left to wave her goodbye.

Perhaps, she thinks, people don’t need the past anymore.

#empires smp #empiresfic #empires s2 #geminitay #ficpost.net #anyway convoluted AU where e2gem pix and joel are also e1gem pix and joel #also each section is exactly 100 words. ok. #do i tag everyone. it feels wrong to tag everyone. ill tag ppl who are in more than one scene #tag spam -> #pixlriffs #mythicalsausage #smallishbeans #drabble

[dmwrites]

It was… quiet. Unusually quiet, Joel decided, as he buffed a bit of gold on his sky kingdom bridge. True, the harsh wind of Upper Stratos usually blocked out most noise, but Joel could also see into other kingdoms from up here, and it all looked so still. Scott’s kingdom, silly Chromia, was closest, and he couldn’t see the colorful man, or any of his strangely intelligent llamas anywhere.

Flying into Chromia, Joel could tell that something was off. The air felt stale here, still and gritty. Joel strode through the land, calling out for Scott, but there was no answer. Similar were the other kingdoms, quiet and silent, like a tomb. Animals were dull-eyed, buildings seemed less vibrant then usual. Joel called out the name of every friend he had, but there was no one.

Joel flew back to Stratos with his chest squeezing in an uncomfortable kind of way. They must all be somewhere together, Joel decided, and forgotten to invite him. It was a sad reach, but still possible. More possible then the deep paranoia that was clawing it’s way up Joel’s chest, screaming that something was very, very wrong.

“Joel? Joel!”

“Sausage?” Joel almost fell out of the sky, catching sight of a handsome, muscular man, dressed in dusty greens and yellows. Hermes stood beside him, looking at the fountain. Joel landed beside them, a wave of relief flooding his body.

“Joel! I brought Hermes by!” Sausage was smiling. “We wanted to say hi.”

“Sausage. Hermes. Oh my god, you’re both… here.” Joel smiled shakily. He’d been wrong, it was all okay. Everything was okay.

“Yep! We’ve been so busy…” Sausage began going on and on about his adventures with Hermes, but Joel wasn’t listening. Pure relief and adoration for his son was all he could comprehend. “…and of course I’m using a gold pickaxe, as the sexy king of the server demands.” Sausage winked at him.

“Glad to see you obeying.” Joel joked back.

“Oh yeah, and this thing is efficiency five, look-” Sausage swung the pick through the air and accidentally broke a block off the fountain. Water seeped out onto Hermes, and suddenly, there was someone else standing in Hermes’ place.

It looked like Jimmy, almost, small and doll-like, but with a painted-on face, black splotches for eyes, and a dash of red for a mouth.

“You guys are terrible parents.” It said in a mocking, squeaky voice. The creature- Joel couldn’t even begin to think of the thing as his son- flew off, vanishing into the horizon.

“Well, I guess that’s that plot point done.” Sausage turned to Joel with a neutral half-smile, and dissolved into red sand before his eyes.

“What?” Joel asked the open air, taking a step back, staring down in horror at the sand, which was picked up by the wind and scattered.

“You know what they said about the king of Mezalea.” There was a colorful man standing on the fountain before him, picking at something under his nails. “They said he died of sadness. All alone. Kind of pathetic, when you think about it.”

“Scott?” Joel asked, but even as he spoke the name, he knew it wasn’t true. The man who looked at him had dark brown hair and a golden crown. And his face looked… warped. Like the very air around him was melting away. “What’s going on? Who are you?”

“Who do you think I am, stupid demigod?” The man asked, glancing up at him in clear irritation before going back to his nails.

“You’re the King of Mezalea.” Joel guessed. “You’re talking about in the third person for some reason. You died of sadness from being alone, and now you’re here to what, to haunt me? Jealous of my muscles and hordes of adoring followers?”

“Oh please, Joel. I’m clearly talking about you. How you have died from sadness. From being alone. And how it’s happening again. I’m here because you can’t seem to escape this stupid fate, and if anyone’s going to torment you about it, it’s going to be you. Me. Whatever.”

“That’s not me, fella, that’s you you’re talking about!”

“Is it?” Asked the man in a bored drawl. “You know who I am, Joel. I’m you.”

And Joel did know, he could see his own face reflecting back at him.

“Well, maybe you- me of the past- died of sadness, but I am not sad. I am loved, you miserable ghost.”

The king of Mezalea’s eyes flashed in anger. “Loved by who? By the child who preferred the peaceful protector to the absent god? By the other rulers who batted their eyes for a quick hookup? By the citizens who looked up to the sky at a god who never answered their prayers unless they lied? Where are they all, Joel? Where are those who you claim love you?”

Joel reeled back. “They’re- I am loved, I am!”

“Then where are they all? Huh?” The king laughed. It was a cruel, barking laugh. “You’re no god, Joel. You walk among the lands, gold and quartz embellishing your every step, and yet, and yet, you have nothing but a graveyard of a kingdom to show for it. And it’s the end. You know that, don’t you?”

Joel looked around, at Lower Stratos below him, at the dulling Chromia. “This can’t be real. I- we’ve all been having so much fun. It’s not the end- you’re trying to trick me into thinking… something else.” Joel finished lamely. “And I am a god, more powerful then a king!” He added, trying to sound triumphant.

The king of Mezalea snorted. “If you’re really a god, then you don’t need these wings to fly. If this isn’t real, then jumping off of here will mean nothing. Let’s find out if you’re a god, if you’re going to live forever, wandering a land that never loved you. And if you’re not…” the king chuckled. “Well, you won’t need to worry about anything anymore.”

Joel shucked off his elytra with a brevity he did not feel inside. “I will figure out who is trying to trick me, and I will kill them. You go and tell your master, whenever created you, that I will not fall for this stupid plot. I know I am happy and loved and not alone. I will fall, and I will wake up and it’ll all be fine!” His voice broke on the last word, and he gritted his teeth to keep any fear from forcing its way out of his mouth.

“What’s worse?” The king of Mezalea asked, coming to stand beside him, looking out over the still and silent world. “Thinking that this might be all in your head… or knowing that this is all very, very real?”

Joel stood beside his past, looking down at the ground. The king of Mezalea wasn’t laughing anymore- he was crying, and it was that miserable howl that Joel heard as he jumped.

#idk if this makes any sense to anyone but me #but #anyway #smallishbeans #esmp 2 #long post

[blazeismyname]

Here's some SolidarityGaming Empires Headcanons. Feel free to either steal them or bash them:

---------------------------------------

ES1:

-Part cod, Part human from living on land for so long

-Autistic

-Transmasc

-He makes binders out of fish scales and is really good at it

-Biromantic

-Asexual

-Acts headstrong but is literally the sweetest man ever

-Moderate Mechs fan (Favorite Mechs song is Cinders' Song)

-Favourite song is Love Like You by Rebecca Sugar

ES2:

-He wears pajama pants that have llamas on them because it reminds him of Scott

-Tumbl Town is super dusty and the dust has absolutely shot his eyes so he need reading glasses. He's very embarrassed about that though

-He's an avian with bird legs and talons but he tried to ignore it and his wings are small and bent as a result

-He's given up on such a degree to keep the dust out of his food he willingly sprinkles his food with dust. Also glowstone because he claims it adds a punch

-Demiaoace

-Gay

-Transmasc

-Acts tough and is (mostly) tough

-Brony and his favorite is Apple Jack

-Raging Mechs fan

-Favorite song is Skin and Bone by the Mechs

-He likes to bake and is pretty good but adds dust and glowstone into everything

---------------------------------------

This isn't all and I come up with new ones all the time but these are some of my favorite

#empires smp #es1 #es2 #empires season 1 #empires season 2 #minecraft #solidaritygaming #jimmy solidarity #the codfather #the sheriff #headcanon #headcanons

[groriatrevi10xx]

Teagan es muy curiosa, mamá siempre le dice... Así que cuando tiene la oportunidad, desaparece del lado de su madre para aventurarse en el Castillo... Es enorme y no sabe cuántas habitaciones tiene, no lo sabe.... No quiere preocupar a mamá con su repentina desaparición, pero quiere ver los alrededores del Castillo donde vive... Mamá le ha mostrado algunos, pero a veces está demasiado ocupada para seguir mostrándolos, pero lo intenta.../Teagan is very curious, Mom always tells her... So when she gets the chance, she disappears from her Mother's side to venture into the Castle... It's huge and she doesn't know how many rooms it has, she doesn't want to worry Mom with her sudden disappearance, but he wants to see the surroundings of the Castle where he lives... Mom has shown him some, but sometimes she is too busy to continue showing them, but she tries...

Hay una habitación que le llama la atención desde hace mucho tiempo, le despierta la curiosidad... Quiere saber qué hay allí, había oído a Madre susurrar que era una sala de pintura... Nada más... No importa, quiere entrar, evitando a guardias y sirvientes, logra su objetivo... Llega a la habitación y se encierra en ella.../There is a room that has caught his attention for a long time, curiosity is piqued... He wants to know what is there, he had heard Mother whisper that it was a painting room... Nothing more... It doesn't matter, he wants to enter, While avoiding guards and servants, he achieves his objective... He reaches the room and locks himself in it...

La Princesita mira con asco, telas por todos lados, con telarañas y polvo, hay pintura seca de probablemente años secándose en el piso de la alfombra, la habitación medio oscura, hay rayos de luz entrando por las ventanas de las cortinas gastadas y rotas... Aquí todo es viejo y polvoriento... No sabe si tocar, pero la curiosidad le pica, como un verdugón en la piel.../The Little Princess looks with disgust, fabrics everywhere, with cobwebs and dust, there is dried paint of probably years drying on the carpet floor, the room half dark, there are rays of light coming through the windows of the worn curtains and broken... Here everything is old and dusty... He doesn't know if he should touch, yet his curiosity stings, like a welt on the skin...

Señala con el dedo, cantando una canción, eligiendo cuál descubrir primero... Cuando termina la canción y su dedo se queda quieto en una cosa, en una manta rota que tapa algo... Sonreí y con sus manos sostiene la tela, tira fuerte para tirarla... Ve caer la tela vieja con polvo, tose... Y trata de quitar el polvo con las manos, cuando está mejor, abre los ojos.../He points with his finger, singing a song, choosing which one to uncover first... When the song ends and his finger remains still on one thing, on a torn blanket that covers something... I smiled and with his hands he holds the fabric, He pulls hard to pull it... He sees the old cloth with dust fall, he coughs... And he tries to remove the dust with his hands, when he is better, he opens his eyes...

La niña se sorprende, sus ojos se abren con sorpresa, ve una foto de una niña, bonita... La niña tiene ojos que probablemente sufren de heterocromía, como Madre... Su cabello es rizado y esponjoso como Madre, solo que en diferente color marrón, también lleva una tiara dorada con un rubí y un hermoso vestido rojo con colores negros... Su piel es blanca, casi llegando a pálida.../The girl is surprised, her eyes open in surprise, she sees a picture of a girl, pretty... The girl has eyes that probably suffer from heterochromia, like Mother... Her hair is curly and fluffy like Mother, only in a different way brown, she also wears a golden tiara with a ruby and a beautiful red dress with black colors... Her skin is white, almost reaching pale...

Sus ojos se posan en la placa de abajo, el lenguaje de los Hechiceros escrito en ella... Ella sabe leerlo, se siente orgullosa de eso... Realmente no esperaba nada, pero lo que leyó a continuación la dejó sorprendida.... Más de lo que ya era, la placa decía "Nuestra hermosa y dulce manzana, la Princesa Umbra".../Her eyes land on the plaque below, the language of the Sorcerers written on it... She knows how to read it, she feels proud of that... She wasn't really expecting anything, but what she read next left her surprised... More than it already was, the plaque said "Our beautiful sweet apple, the Princess Umbra"...

--Pero... Ella no se parece a Madre.../But... She doesn't look like Mother...--

Mamá siempre ha sido hermosa, ella siempre creyó que Madre empezó a ponerse así desde que empezó a crecer, cuando se hizo adulta, pero aquí... Madre incluso de ni��a era hermosa, con diferencias, pero Hermosa... ¿Por qué no era tan bonita como mamá? Teagan le había preguntado varias veces a su Madre cómo ser bonita, su Madre siempre le decía que ya era bonita y muy hermosa.../Mom has always been beautiful, she always believed that Mother started to get like that since she started growing up, when she became an adult, but here... Mother even as a child was beautiful, with differences, but Beautiful... Why did she Wasn't she as pretty as Mother? Teagan had asked her Mother several times how to be pretty, her Mother always told her that she was already pretty and very beautiful...

No sabe qué decir ni pensar al respecto... Sólo siente fastidio, un fastidio que no sabe por qué existe, esto ya no es divertido... Tampoco se dio cuenta de que la puerta de entrada a la habitación se había abierto.../He doesn't know what to say or think about it... He only feels annoyance, an annoyance that he doesn't know why it exists, this is no longer fun... He also didn't notice that the door to that room had opened...

--Teagan, ¿qué estás haciendo aquí?/Teagan, what are you doing here?--

Teagan mira a su madre, luego al cuadro... Su madre habla con tanta calma y dulzura.../Teagan looks at her Mother, then at the painting... Her Mother speaks so calmly and sweetly...

Su Madre se acerca lentamente, ella también mira el cuadro... Con una mirada extraña, nostalgia o enojo... Ella no lo sabe, parece haber algo que no le gusta.../Her Mother approaches slowly, she also looks at the painting... With a strange look, nostalgia or anger... She doesn't know, there seems to be something she doesn't like...

Todavía Madre la mira de nuevo, con una sonrisa amable.../Still Mother looks at her again, with a kind smile...

--Veo que encontraste mi viejo cuadro.../I see you found my old painting...--

Su madre dice.../His mother says...

--Cariño, sé que te gusta aventurarte por el Castillo pero deberías avisarme cuando estés a punto de desaparecer, me preocupaste... Te estaba buscando... Es hora de comer, les pedí que prepararan tu postre favorito.../Honey, I know you like to venture around the Castle but you should let me know when you're about to disappear, you worried me... I was looking for you... It's time to eat, I asked them to prepare your favorite dessert...--

Curiosamente, el sentimiento que se había apoderado de ella se desvaneció... Con una sonrisa la Princesa saltó al lado de su Madre, para tomar su mano.../Strangely, the feeling that had taken hold of her vanished... With a smile the Princess jumped to her Mother's side, to take her hand...

--¡¿En serio van a hacer mi postre favorito, Mamá?!.../Are they seriously going to make my favorite dessert, Mom?!...

--Sí, sólo lo comerás si te comes las verduras del caldo de la comida que hicieron, no hay postre sin que te lo comas todo…/Yes, you will only eat it if you eat the vegetables from the broth of the food they made, there is no dessert without you eating everything...--

Teagan hace puchero ante eso, pero no se enoja, en realidad se ríe y abraza las piernas de su madre.../Teagan pouts at that, but doesn't get angry, she actually laughs and hugs her Mother's legs...

--¡Está bien mamá!.../It's fine mom!...-

Umbra sonríe y toma la mano de su pequeña Hija, para continuar su camino hacia el comedor real, entre risas y pequeñas bromas, incluidas cosquillas.../Umbra smiles and takes her little Daughter's hand, to continue on her way to the royal dining room, between laughter and little jokes, including tickling...

Y de nuevo, la habitación vuelve a quedar sola.../And again, the room is left alone again...

------

****La Princesa Umbra con sólo 8-9 años.../Princess Umbra at only 8-9 years old...****

------

Umbra: Es mía... {It's mine...}

Brittany {Teagan} es de {Brittany {Teagan} is from}: @askkassandragf-v-2

#groriatrevi10 #mio #Au #...¡Throne Labyrinth!... #Reina Umbra #Reina #Umbra Benaroch #Umbra #Hechicera #Hechicera Mística #Princesa #Princesa Umbra #Pasado #Cuadro #Cuadro Viejo #Umbra La Hechicera del Sol y la Luna #askkassandragf-v-2 #Princesa Teaga #Princesa Brittany #Brittany #Teagan #Brittany Benaroch #Teagan Benaroch #Teagan La Hechicera de las Espinas #Brittany La Hechicera de las Espinas #Hechicera Común #Hechiceras #Madre y Hija #El callejón de las velas #Corto

[simulation-machine]

High-femme is not typically my ~*~aesthetic~*~ but goddamnit, Luna Villareal is super pretty and looks great in light and dusty pinks. All she’s ever needed is her eyes embiggened to win my heart. She was the star of a save I played not too long ago. She plays a motherly role to her two younger brothers, since their mother has disappeared. She knows that her father is responsible, but he will never admit it and she can’t prove it. In my head-canon, she inherited all of her mother’s pearl jewelry, which is why nearly all she wears is pearls. Luna ends up being the only adult Max truly respects and fears. She gets hitched to Jeb after graduating with a distinguished Fine Arts degree with honors at Britechester. He convinces her to get a farm in Henford-on-Bagley, and they proceed to have a cute little farm, 4 kids, and 2 dogs along with two cows, a llama, and a butt ton of chickens. She becomes a well-known impressionistic artist. Her best friends are Morgan Fyres and Sofia Bjergsen, and the three remain close throughout their lives.

#sims 4 makeovers #get together sims #luna villareal #btw this Simblr is WCIF friendly but because of my organization method the best I can do is giving the website for the creator #I have literally 150+ GB of CC #there is no way I can track down all of it specifically

[terrovaniadorm]

hey mercie! for the Halloween asks:

Caspian doesn’t really dress up for Halloween but for some reason this year they decided to dress up and help with the party in terrovania in whatever way they can! ,,,might have to do with the fact that other terrovania students have slowly been persuading them to join in the festivities ever since Caspian came to NRC.

and Circe always gets into the spirit of Halloween, this year he’s making a “poisoned” fruit punch for the party,,,, nobody seems to know if it’s actually poisoned or not, even Circe himself (he forgot what ingredients he used and nobody wants a repeat of the time he turned a fellow student into a llama)

[HALLOWEEN EVENT - OPEN]

With Samuel being the vice leader it's almost impossible to avoid running away from Terrovania's traditions, poor Caspian is probably dragged by him to to light the jack o'lanterns and make sure they don't get blown up until after midnight.. Have fun!

How nice and humble of Circe to make some nice fruit punch! It would've been better if Circe learned his lesson, Keres just wishes it wasn't unfortunate Dusty that became the llama this time. What a disaster!

#Thanks for the ask!! #HJSJSJSJ these are so fun actually #Sorry Circe you can't avoid the llama incident /j #I just.. Had to put circa in a frank n further costume i think he'd slay #Twisted wonderland oc #Twst oc #Samuel #Keres Perrault #other characters #Circe Erfinderin #Caspian Lycoris #And final arc of dusty gets poisoned /j #Dusty Wallace #Answered #Halloween asks

[justkeeponsimming]

Horse Ranch Update #2! 🐎 Achak and Camila got engaged and married in the gorgeous vistas of Chestnut Ridge! 🐎 The newlyweds are expecting their first 'lil ranch hand! 🐎 Furry friends galore! Echo has a new companion, Boots the mare. Dusty the cat loves snoozin' and attackin' anything that gets too close! Bandit spends his days zoomin' around the farm and playin' with the new additions! Dotty the sheep and Spotty the goat leap freely around the ranch! Moosic the cow and Fernando the llama love lazy mornings munchin' on grass! There are too many chickens to name! 🐎 The ranch expanded! This huge plot of land is runnin' out of room for all these critters!

#the sims 4 #ts4 #sims #simblr #sims 4 #jks plays horse ranch #i love this family so much #do I expand the household size with mcc? #so we can have loads of horses and kiddos? #my chill save becomes chaotic #just you wait lol

[phanfictioncatalogue]

Fics Named After Animals (2) Masterlist

part one

A Moment of Spiritual Connection With A Bumblebee (ao3) - natigail

Summary: Dan loved how you were able to connect with animals in a different way than with people, even though he felt a bit awkward after his mistake.

a week in the life of steve the pigeon (ao3) - possumdnp

Summary: An outsider-POV from Steve the pigeon’s perspective (based loosely on Phil’s new video, “Trying to Catch and Rescue a Wild Pigeon”)

Barbie Horse Adventures (ao3) - Fictropes

Summary: Sometimes friends force you to get over your worst fears, sometimes you meet your soulmate in the process.

Beetles In The Bath (ao3) - yikesola

Summary: It has been a long while since we knew such warmth. Some of us venture out. Maybe we shouldn’t have. Maybe that was unsafe.

Birds of a Feather Steal Together (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Dan never expected anything remotely interesting to happen during his summer job at a petting zoo. But when he catches a boy with bright blue eyes and a cute laugh trying to smuggle a bunch of ducklings out of the farm, things take a much more interesting turn...

Caturday (ao3) - vvelna

Summary: A cat appears in Dan and Phil's kitchen.

did you know penguins mate for life? (ao3) - sierraadeux

Summary: Phil takes care of fifty penguins at work and another twenty-five at home, though the latter wasn't exactly his choice.

fish dads (ao3) - plinth_of_life

Summary: Dan and Phil can finally bring their adopted betta home. They watch their new fish with admiration and anticipation of the future.

fish makes three (ao3) - watergator

Summary: dan and phil get a fish

greatest of all time (goat) (ao3) - SebbyLestowell (lafbaeyette)

Summary: Phil returns home from a trip with a surprising new visitor, and Dan is rightfully flabbergasted at the situation.

AKA

The One Where Phil Adopts A Goat

Kill Phil Or A Llama? (fanfiction.net) - Amy788

Summary: Small changes in Dan's live shows mean the world to Phil.

Kitten Love (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Phil finds a cat, and brings it back to the apartment. Dan is not amused.

Long-Horned Beetles and Dusty Archives (ao3) - chiridotalaevis

Summary: Dan was climbing up the marble steps of the museum full of dread and resentment. It was Sunday morning, and all his classmates were probably still asleep, or nursing their hangovers from the party before. But Dan couldn’t do that, no. Because Dan skipped too many classes in his General Biology course, he now would have to make it up with extra credit. By working at some sort of museum with some grad student that needed help sorting bugs. Yuck.

Spoiler: the grad student is Phil.

Night Moths - camisadan

Summary: Dan and Phil are camping, Dan needs to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night but is too scared to scared to go on his own.

Of Cats and Dogs (ao3) - GabbyGums

Summary: Dan gets roped into taking care of his friend's dog.

And somehow Phil manages to get hold of a cat.

This can only mean chaos.

Spiders and Spells (ao3) - Full_Moon_Lover

Summary: Phil was never great at transfiguration but thought he was getting better. At least he did until Professor McGonagall paired him up to work with Dan Howell. Dan is nice but there's just one problem. He's Phil's crush and Phil is prone to make mistakes when working under pressure.

The Admiral's Birdcage (ao3) - QuietBubbles

Summary: Daniel, an orphaned ward, has never set foot outside the Great House at the top of the High Street. His guardian, the powerful Admiral Malock, grows ever more obsessed with him, and hatches a terrible plan to keep him by his side forever. With Daniel approaching his twenty-first birthday and longing to see the world, Malock will go to any lengths to keep him prisoner. But when Philip, a young clerk, discovers Daniel trapped in his birdcage, a secret friendship leads quickly to love. Though there is danger at every turn, Philip knows he has to set Daniel free… Alternative Victorian England. Old-fashioned romance, fluff, obsession, danger, and smut. Also a cute kitty! Enjoy!

The Cat Brought Them Together (ao3) - yeahthisaccountisinactiveso

Summary: "Quick, catch that cat! It stole my wallet!"

The Great Cat Rescue - dxnhowell

Summary: Dan is a lover of cats, and has been obsessed with them ever since he was a little boy. Now, he runs the biggest and only cat rescue in London. But, things are starting to get very stressful and he might have to shut down, but not if Phil has anything to do with it.

The Pet Surprise (ao3) - pasteldanhowells

Summary: Phil is going to his boyfriend’s apartment for the first time, and he certainly didn’t expect his boyfriend to have a pet snake in his apartment.

#phanfictioncatalogue #phanfiction #phanfic #phan #masterlists #fictitles #fictitles masterlist #animals #animals masterlist

[bklynmusicnerd]

Biggest issue with this Nurse's Ball is that it's not nostalgic enough considering it's the 60th and it's not messy enough. I'll wait a bit for the latter because maybe they're building to it but all the character interactions (besides Trina and Spencer of course) have been sort of blah.

What is the point of all these characters being in one room if they're not going to interact with characters they don't usually interact with? Why stall on moments like dusty cowboy blowing up Gladys' spot? The Nurse's Ball is the time for him to just do it.

Why not have more of a reaction to Ava and Austin coming together to the ball? Isn't that the whole point of Ava's plan? And Victor is the only one promising mess but so far all the Victor-related action is happening far away from the ball. If Laura is somewhere scoping out Victor's next moves, let's see that!

There's just a certain lack of energy that is not being saved by the llama...this is kinda proving Lucy's point that they need her.

#general hospital #idk this feels too status quo #when it should be the time to mix things up #at least we have a break from the babies #im thankful for that

[marmiteprinter]

Octavia was very excited to go to school the next morning and raced her older brother to the bus. Bethany was just glad that she didn't have to take any more days off and headed off to the school in her own carpool to get things set up before the kids arrived.

While Hob'rth was at work he received a rare opportunity. He could decide whether to follow the criminals he was staking out by using the back door to a warehouse or the stairs to the roof. (There isn't a 'right' option to pick here as I have Cyjon's mod which makes it an actual 50% chance.) He decided to climb the stairs to the roof.

Luckily, he made a good choice and earned himself 2 body skill points for rappelling through the skylight and landing on the perps. Well done, Hob!

That evening, the Neetors moved their dining table out of the way and got out an old, dusty game of Don't Wake the Llama in its place. Bethany decided to let her kids off their homework for the night and they all gathered around to play.

"Haha, Dad! You made it wake up! My turn!" exclaimed Stephen as he picked up his sticks.

"Be kind, Stephen," warned Bethany.

Tavie just laughed, enjoying the company of her family.

And so, the next morning, the round drew to a close with everyone getting on with their morning ablutions.

At the end of Spring, Bethany is now 42, Hob'rth is 40, Stephen is 11 and Octavia is 5. I They forgot to pay their taxes this round, so that will have to be carried over to the Summer.

The last family is the Grimsbanes, who arrived in the Autumn. Let's head over to them next!

#sims 2 #the sims 2 #sims 2 bacc #the sims 2 bacc #bacc #wildflats bacc #sims 2 storytelling #sims 2 stories #neetor family #bethany turner #hob'rth neetor #stephen neetor #octavia neetor #neetor round 5 #wildflats round 5

[papermint-airplane]

I wasn’t surprised when the rusty old jalopy wheezed to a dead stop in the middle of the road. What was surprising was that it had made it this far, seeing as it was held together with little more than llama tape and prayer. That was why I’d chosen it, actually – a car like this is far less likely to be reported stolen. Besides, if the owner hadn’t wanted me to take it, they wouldn’t have left the keys in the ignition, right? Maybe they’d even done it on purpose so some fool like me would take it off their hands.

I sighed and thrust the gearshift into neutral, slid out of the driver’s seat, and pushed the car onto the side of the road as best as I could. Couldn’t have it obstructing the non-existent traffic, now, could I? I’d have to bike the rest of the way. Good thing I’d stolen one of those, too. The frame was rusted and bent and what was left of the paint chipped off as I touched it, but at least it didn’t have a radiator to overheat.

I had the vaguest idea that I could make it to Lucky Palms in a few days if I were determined enough. It was about a hundred miles across the scorching desert and all I had was the clothes on my back and what little pre-packaged food I could shove into my bag before Mrs. Gruber caught me, but for some reason, I thought I’d be able to make it. Call it the foolishness of youth, call it naivete, call it desperation, but as dangerous as it was, it was worlds better than what I left behind. Even if I died out here, I’d rather become a pile of bleached bones in the desert than turn back.

Still, I knew I needed to find shelter before the sun set. The unrelenting heat during the day was one thing, but the desert gets cold at night, and I certainly wasn’t dressed for it. There had been an abandoned barn or something near where my car broke down, so I knew civilization, or whatever passed for civilization out here, couldn’t be too far away.

And then, I saw it. A dusty, rusty, broken-down shithole in the middle of nowhere. I thought it would be a good place to stay the night. Little did I know, I’d never leave.

#sims 3 #ts3 #sims 3 gameplay #mine #woeford #denizens of woeford #sim: eleanor tinley

[thyme-in-a-bubble]

my baker girlfriend ♡♡♡

hi, lea. just wanted to drop by real quick and send you some love— you always brighten up my days even if i have no idea how to respond to any flirting or compliments lol thank you for being kind all the time and always sending me the sweetest things and for always reaching out and checking in. you’re so special. can’t wait for our date one day where i can wear a dusty blue dress as requested 😌 i love you.

🧺🕯️💍👩🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏼🦙🌻🍰👩🏼‍🍳🤞🏻🧸 — these are our vibes, btw. yes, we have a pet llama/alpaca.

HARMONIAAAA! I am speechless! I love you so much! thank you!!

omg of course we have an alpaca! every summer we shear it and make the softest of yarns from it. I will knit you all of the cosy things to stay warm during the colder months ♡

#of course I am always kind to you why wouldn't I? #if I can somehow bring you some positivity then why wouldn't I? <3 #lea answers #harmonia🌺 #♡ ♡ ♡

[harmonytre]

I posted 401 times in 2022

226 posts created (56%)

175 posts reblogged (44%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@daily-harmonytre

@harmonytre-art

@theairshipexperiment

@harmonytre

@prismtale

I tagged 398 of my posts in 2022

Only 1% of my posts had no tags

#harmonytre - 200 posts

#among us - 78 posts

#original art - 67 posts

#daily - 66 posts

#for others - 64 posts

#illustration - 57 posts

#pokemon - 56 posts

#artfight - 55 posts

#team wither - 54 posts

#comic - 38 posts

Longest Tag: 84 characters

#i had an arts how today and i'll talk about it later but for now i'm reblogging this

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Really wanted to draw Rattatas and Kar and Nibbs from @shyblacksheep are PRECIOUS! :D I had a lot of fun shading.

65 notes - Posted February 19, 2022

#4

ArtFight 2022: Attack 36

*Teri for @tatatale

67 notes - Posted August 13, 2022

#3

An old Soriel request of them dancing on their wedding day. <3

See if requests are open here.

See the full post

92 notes - Posted January 19, 2022

#2

Minecraft Thoughts

I haven’t played Minecraft in many years, so I’m often awed by things others find mundane. Here’s some cool things I’ve encountered! I’ll add on to it as I play more.

Ice biomes??? Big ice spires and igloos and arctic foxes and full on winter villages with furnaces??? Very pretty in the snow. Oh and I heard a very pretty song here!

Foxes! How can I tame them? OvO

I’m a bit bummed that ocelots no longer turn into cats. I had a lot of fun feeding them fish and seeing the random cat breeds they’d become.

New village structures? Multiple story houses? Legendary.

Different TYPES of villages! I’ve seen some sort of jungle one with fire pits that was cool!

Speaking of, I found a cliffside village and encountered Drowned in the area, so I explored. I stumbled into a lush cave completely by accident. Very very pretty. And new mining shafts! Not to mention the amethyst caves duuuuuuude.

TREASURE MAPS!!!

The nether in general, omg. New music, creepy sounds, new areas like dusty places and forests and blue fire and much larger fortresses! I’m having fun exploring for the first time on my own. Last time I played, I didn’t even go there, but ghasts were less scary and zombie pigmen existed. Good thing I knew to wear gold though!

Abandoned villages in superflat???

Caves are much larger and easy to get lost in. Oof, they intimidate me.

Copper exists now.

Polar bears, bees, goats, and llamas exist now, but I haven’t interacted with them enough to have an opinion. I am surprised the polar bear didn’t attack me on site though, that’s good!

New villagers??? And many new blocks with purpose like stonecutters?? I only know how to use furnaces hellllp! And how do I make raw ores into ingots? Some aspects overwhelm me, haha.

Zombie and skeleton horses yoooooooo!

DOLPHINS AND SEA TURTLES.

Underwater reefs. :O

More complicated naturally occurring structures? So cool!

Elytras my beloved.

Sinking snow is terrifying and annoying.

101 notes - Posted January 20, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

This is my entry for @fruitsnackart ‘s DTIYS! It was very fun to shade. Congrats on the 800+ followers! :D

151 notes - Posted February 22, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review