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eossa · 8 months

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#eossa #theme maker #tumblr theme #aidpaidcontent #support content creators #responsive #full npf support #price: prm #1c #2c #3c #sidebar #blog #my codes #my themes #theme 14 #t14 romantisch

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threecacti · 4 months

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aaaaand the second part of my secret santa for @tansypaws . birdgang rise up

#threeclans #3c #my art #fogclan #cuckoopaw #i actually went back and forth on whether to do black billed or yellow billed for a while with this btw.#ended up going with ybcu because.... Well. Yellow :)

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naturalhairhow101 · 2 years

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#natural hair care #naturalhairhow101 #oils #naturalhair #natural hairstyles #hair tips #healthy hair #natural hair #naturalista #4c #3c #black women #hair oil #castor oil #olive oil #coconut oil #argon oil #hair health #teamnatural

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fallowface · 2 months

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expression headshots of my character locustkit from @threeclans

commissions: open

#wcrp #warrior cats #warrior cats art #warrior cats oc #warrior cats roleplay #wcrp oc #threeclans #warrior cat oc #feral oc #feral furry #3c #own art #made a stupid joke piece using these #but they turned out good on their own so #Also this mfs design gave me sooo much trouble truly embarrassing #locustkit

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onewing1 · 4 months

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My secret Santa piece for @ebonyfrost in @threeclans :D

This was so fun to draw, and I’m really glad it came together nicely!

I’ve got two versions because I couldn’t decide on a best one :’D

#Avocado #my art #3c #3clans #threeclans #wcrp #next to nowhere #fogclan #warriors

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dogtorari · 1 year

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❤️🥰

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comment-exchange · 5 months

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315. Mind Monkey, Mirrored (Journey to the West, Monkey King Reborn, Havoc in Heaven)

Title: Mind Monkey, Mirrored

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51215665

Platform: ao3

Creator: TimeturnerJay

Work Type: crossover fanfiction

Fandoms: Journey to the West, Monkey King Reborn (2021), Havoc in Heaven (1961)

Rating: General Audiences

Pairing: -

Word count: 14,497

Warnings: Canon-typical violence, angst

Number of comments: 3

Completion Status: complete

Short summary/description:

“Don’t you ever wonder what could have been?” the ghost whispers, almost conspiratorially. “Victory was within your grasp before the Buddha himself interfered, was it not? That’s how they tell the story. I’m sure the thought crossed your mind during your long imprisonment – what if he’d never been there? What if you’d won?”

A few months after his battle with Yuandi, Sun Wukong is forced to face a reflection of himself; a King of Demons who lost his war against the Heavens is confronted with everything he could have been.

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owl127 · 4 months

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You’re probably so over the prompts about 3Cs but god you have a golden story here, I can’t stop thinking about it literally every day, imagining what could happen you know ? I’m a big fan of your work but this one is addicting, can’t wait to read more about this one, I’m looking forward anything, any prompt, any CRUMB

Anya was the luckiest woman alive.

She kissed Raven’s giggles as she tossed her wonder woman mask away, finding the girl’s mouth in a fit of laughter of her own. Raven sighed contently and made more room for them in the passenger seat. The 20-year-old Malibu groaned, but held firm as she spread her legs on top of Anya. Raven was always blabbing about how soon the car would be vintage, the old grandma holding firm for two generations of Reyes. That seat had seen its fair share of college kids making out on top of it, and Anya didn’t mind adding a few miles tonight.

As the windows fogged and pants grew unnecessary, Anya was ready to invite Raven back to her apartment, but a loud noise outside made them stop.

“If anyone hit grandma, I swear to God…” Raven said as she rolled the window down, the music from the Halloween party they had abandoned filtering inside.

“Lexa, wait!”

Anya was so ready to ignore whatever commotion was going on, but Clarke’s voice broke her away from Raven’s neck.

“Griffin?” Raven asked, but Clarke ignored the girls in the car as she ran past it.

“Clarke, let that shrimp go.” Another voice joined Clarke’s, and Anya peeked out the window.

She saw Lexa’s bee antenna stomping away, and Clarke was trying to follow in her cumbersome honey jar costume, but another woman stopped her. “Come on, Clarke, stay. I’m sure she’s fine.”

Anya growled when she saw Nia, the party host and also the host of one of the greatest sticks up her ass. Everyone on the lacrosse team hated Nia. She was on the team because of nepotism alone (her aunt dated their coach) and she made everyone’s life miserable with her lack of talent and many opinions.

She threw a mean party, though.

“Let’s go back.” Nia reached for Clarke’s arm, but Clarke shook it away.

“Everything alright, Griffin?” Raven opened the door, face steeled. She was the meanest pirate Anya had ever seen, with the fake parrot dangling from her shoulder adding to the character.

“Everything good, ladies?” Anya followed Raven outside without missing a beat, crossing her arms and glaring at Nia. Both Clarke and Nia seemed surprised at the couple leaving the parked car, though while Clarke showed relief at the sight of her friend, Nia bared her teeth in annoyance.

“Woods. Great to see you,” Nia said with the delicacy of a hammer. “Your sister just stormed out of here.”

“Clarke, do you need a ride?” Raven asked Clarke, ignoring the dick measuring competition going on between the two alphas.

Clarke sniffled, a tear falling on the rumpled card box that was her honey jar, and Raven helped her friend inside the car.

“I’ll drive her home.” Raven fished her keys from Anya’s back pocket — who knows how it ended there — and kissed her cheek.

“I’ll go after Lexa with my bike,” Anya said, returning the kiss.

Give it to Lexa to cockblock her sister.

Spotting the shaking bee was easy, but convincing Lexa to go back to Anya’s apartment took some time. Lexa finally relented under the frosty rain, her bee antenna squashed under Anya’s spare helmet as they drove away.

“I’m fine,” Lexa said between trembling teeth, though she sighed in relief when she held the steaming mug Anya placed in front of her. Her red, hard fingers thawed under the warmth, and so did her rage.

Anya eyed her sister, noticing the running makeup, the red nose, the stained bee costume. It wasn't always that Lexa looked like a mess, but that night was one of those days.

“Are we going to talk about it?” Anya asked, pouring honey into her own mug.

Lexa took the tiniest tea sip.

Anya would hate this so much less if making Lexa talk about her feelings wasn’t like pulling overgrown wisdom teeth. “Why did you storm out?” Anya probed, searching for an angle. “And why is Clarke upset?”

“She’s upset?”

Bingo.

Lexa’s red eyes widened, but then she frowned.

Anya checked Raven’s texts since they parted:

Raven Babe 00:37am

Griffin is crying.

I think they fought. Ask Lexa.

We stopped to get chocolate and honey. Her costume is surprisingly effective.

“Raven is with her now,” Anya said, flipping her phone face down on the table before Lexa could peek. “So, are you still drunk or?”

“Ugh,” Lexa said intelligently, lowering her forehead to the table. “Do I sound drunk?”

“You sound miserable.” Anya sat next to her sister, touching her shoulder and squeezing it. “So what? You had an argument while a little tipsy. That’s normal, Lex. Apologize to Clarke in the morning and it will all be good.”

Lexa lifted her head from the table, her eyebrows knit. She looked like a bee who had been expelled from the hive and left to die in the wilderness if that bee was also a little drunk. “I don’t want to apologize.”

A simmering kind of emotion bubbled in Anya’s stomach, and she recognized it as anger.

“What did Griffin do?” Her tone didn’t betray the surge in protectiveness for her younger sister.

Lexa’s head hit the tabletop again with a muted thud.

“Maybe I’m just overreacting,” she mumbled to the abused wood that had never seen a single coaster.

Anya breathed through her curiosity, giving her sister time to process her thoughts. Lexa had always been slow to make her opinions heard, but alcohol made it like walking through molasses.

Anya waited, as some big sisters were known to do. The good ones, at least.

“She laughed at me,” Lexa said, her voice as small as she looked. “Nia was talking shit about the team, as usual, but then she said things about me and Clarke—” there was that knot between her eyes again “—Clarke just laughed.”

“I’m sorry,” Anya said, the frown on her forehead the same as the one on Lexa’s. “But maybe she didn’t mean it that way?”

Lexa nodded solemnly, processing the idea in her inebriated brain.

“Clarke adores you, Lexa. Did she apologize?”

Pink blossomed over Lexa’s cheeks.

“Is that when you stormed out?” Anya asked, one eyebrow up.

Lexa nodded, but shameful consolation replaced her serious posture.

“Sleep it off,” Anya said, standing up. “It will make more sense in the morning.”

Lexa took an hour showering and used all the hot water. Anya would be mad about it another time, though she will hold against her sister the whole cockblocking thing. Anya had been looking forward to fuck Raven in her wonder woman costume.

Anya let Lexa sleep on the mattress that was usually under her bed, a little wet clump of teen hormones on the floor of her bedroom. She pretended not to, but saw the text exchange between her sister and her girlfriend, and sighed with a heavy sense of completion as Lexa drifted off to sleep.

Another night of being the best big sister ever.

Lexa 2:15am

I'm not mad

Clarke, I love you.

Clarke 2:15am

I love you too.

#clexa #ask the owl #fanfiction #drabble #clexa fanfic #3c #the three cs #just some anya content for that universe #with makeup sex when they meet again of course

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bearsplash · 11 months

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the three kits i have spread across three groups <3 can you believe it...

#troutkit #jaykit #coyotekit #mountainclan #jaggedclan #barrenclan #3c #3clans #fe #forgotten elegy #be #blights ending #threeclans

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akrimyutes · 3 months

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Vampire Gerard……maybe……IDK

#my chemical romance #gerard way #3c

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saritamanyalu · 7 months

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Erica and 3C meeting

Erica was surprised to see a mysterious man wearing a cap, with no face in front of her, taking off his cap in greeting. Which made him more polite for a moment.

Erica: Oh.. Who are you?

3C: ...

Erica: Do you have a name?

3C gestures with his hands, leaving three fingers and another hand in a ''C'' shape

Erica: 3..C? Your name is 3C? A bit different name, but i like it!

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Oh gosh i missed so much Distorted World, it's been a long time, i haven't did any work related to this universe and i'm glad to make this one again.

#digital art #ms paint #oc #Erica #3c #Distorted world

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nirhvahnah · 1 year

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the natural me.

yes, those are locs

#me #natural #brown skin #locs #loc community #wisdom locs #love locs #3c #3b #curly #coily #hair #natural hair

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threecacti · 4 months

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The Tower has a simple meaning: The crumbling of the status quo. All that you held to be true is suddenly not true. The world looks different, and it can feel like a disaster. [...] The ground is unsteady beneath our feet. We don’t know what to hold on to. [...] One thing is for sure: life will never be the same again.

merry christmas @tansypaws ! my fellow bird person... i had to make something mentally ill for miststorm and had soooo much fun with this. your characters are so fun and unique and always a joy to write with!! real cuckoo's nest 3c opening joiners understand... here's to many more years :)

#threeclans #3c #my art #jaggedclan #miststorm #mantisstar #sageface #graytail #jehan #mousetail #bluefang #im so normal about that mist/mantis rp btw <- (white knuckling the sink)

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onychair · 4 months

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