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awetfrog · 6 months
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fellas is it gay if it's for stealth
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prince-o-sky · 3 months
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Please look at my silly dragons, I love them so, so much 💕 OTL
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chiliger · 1 year
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Maybe don’t diss someone with literal reflective beskar in their feathers.
Idea based off @yukipri ‘s Winged Clones AU: Take Flight, Brothers All
I read that the clones could use their wings to blind enemies if angled with light correctly, and then this happened. The first page is literally what happens in Ch. 3 in the fic, I just thought it would be funny if Cody “accidentally” got back at Skywalker while on a conveniently sunny planet.
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scudden · 3 months
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Wren-8 With a Golden Gun
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kapkant7 · 1 year
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The only DbD tier list that truly matters
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muddy
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bastionrojo · 6 months
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Charge!
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hyakunana · 2 years
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Happy Festival of the Lost!!  🌠
PT-BR:
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knightly-bastard · 11 months
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A bunch of NexoSwap Clay doodles (specifically S 3-4)
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Also this
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This is what happens when your hair is literally electricity now
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darkcacussy · 9 months
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Dark Cacao Cookie redesign
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mysteriesmuse · 11 months
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Blushy Breezeways 💕🍃
When he’s not following you around like a puppy dog he’s busy in the guard yard. Sparing with his fellow guardsmen, running with his fellow guardsmen, lifting, sprinting, swimming, you name it. Getting the blood rushing and keeping up his physicality so that he can continue being the best and continue being around you as often as he is. And obviously you know exactly when he’s off doing his mandatory training because he leaves and some other guy comes to follow you around. Although the replacement is nowhere near as fun to have hanging around as Bakugou is. Which is precisely why you’ve decided to schedule your day how it is. Meeting with other dukes and princes and diplomats and making boorish conversation as you give them a tour of the castle including the royal courtyard which neighbors the guard yard. The breezeways lined with yellow roses and cheery wisteria that flutter down into your shoulders as you put in face and chat with these young suitors and sometimes your own advisors, depending on your schedule. And both companies allow you the privilege of catching glimpses of Bakugou doing his mandatory training.
You knew his credentials: superior hand-to-hand, excellent swords play, excellent archery, skilled horsemen, skilled mediator (not that you could see that one based on his rather brutish tongue, but apparently being a solid brick of steely eyes and muscle qualified in that department) and detached as his personality, which you would now strongly argue with.
Anyone who was allowed to be directly assigned in your presence must be fairly good, but you’d never actually saw him do any of it. He just followed you around and put up with some of your delightful escapades and frantic whims. Usually just going along with it because what else could he do? And because your kingdom was so well liked and respected you’d never had any problems with anyone so he’d never done anything in his actual job description, thankfully, but that still didn’t mean you weren’t curious as to what the man could do. You caught glimpses of him being off duty around the castle before and you knew what sheer strength and power he had based on those frankly embarrassing partner lessons he’d been roped into. The man was better looking than any marble statue or royal painting in the kingdom.
And who were you to say that you didn’t want to see it. That you didn’t want to sneak at least a sliver of a peek. It’s in your birthright to know exactly what’s in your presence everyday, right? Wanting to see your guard without a shirt hmm well I guess thats fair game under those stretchy rules and conditions you gave yourself. And so, you planned it that way in those hopes, but you never succeeded. Apparently they train with everything on too! Ridiculous! But you continued anyway. Parading around half-listening to attendants, advisors, assistants, and suitors talk your ear off. And Bakugou, despite being busy with his own tasks, noticed. For heavens sake he has your damn schedule memorized to help make sure you’re in the right place at the right time. You know, pertaining to however you felt at any given moment. He liked watching you debate on canceling, pacing around the room when sick or stressed, only to meekly smile and politely decline whenever some attendant came to fetch you. Bakugou espically liked it because he loved to glare at the weasely guy who dragged you to-and-for. Which he’d sometimes get chastised for right after, but ultimately you’d sigh and thank him.
“I ain’t your scary guard dog for nothing princess. There’s perks, use me.” At first when Bakugou glanced at your adjusted schedule he nearly had a heart attack. Because why on earth are you parading around with these losers in the courtyards breezeway, what happened to the royal library, or tearoom, or maze? Okay well, he knew what happened to the royal maze. You had a terrible sense of directions and they have had a few incidents where some garden employees have come back into the castle asking for him to come “get” you or “find” you. Because somehow you could get to the middle with the bench and fountain just fine, but you just could not get back out of the maze. And so he’d march in and exclaim, “oh there you are. It’s time to get going.” To which you always looked extremely relieved and would chatter on and on about how lovely it was chatting with whatever man it was and you’d wave him off at the doors. Always none the wiser those guys. Except for Prince Todoroki who Katsuki actually liked, if you could call it that. Probably because you really liked him, something about having the two of you being diaper buddies and being menaces at some royal christening and causing a whole conundrum with the missing doves. Either way Prince Todoroki either took care to memorize the way out after the first couple of times or proceeded to insist he didn’t need to be shown the maze again. Thank god. So it made sense that they finally took that off your list of locations on these pointless tours. And Katsuki could guess that the breezeways were a safer less difficult destination for you to explore while you talked with these guys. And you looked ravishing while doing it. A full face of makeup and just the right amount of blush on your cheeks. The slope of your strong nose burrowing into dangling flowers when you brushed past. Your tiara nestled into your hair and causing more light fractals to bounce around in the guard yard than they already had because of the swords and metal. You looked incredible and he knew exactly what all those feathery touches to the elbow felt like. He knew when you actually found something funny because your laugh was more boisterous and noisy and joyful than anything one would guess because it rung out loud and clear, no matter how loud the clash of metal and the thumping of his own heart was. And so he knew he already had to push himself. He already had the drive to do that, but now he had to do it for you. To protect you, to impress you, and if he dared dream it to ask for your hand. Something that was astonishingly not out of reach because you were in line for the throne. You heard that correct. You weren’t the eldest child, thus not the direct heir of the throne. And there was a chance. A slim chance for him to impress everyone enough to marry you. So he put on a good show at all his royal duties. A good show that you particularly enjoyed, despite the disappointing presence of shirts and chainmail. Katsuki was a beast. Sprinting faster, lifting more, and more agile than any other man in his platoon. And occasionally you’d see him huff over to the side and put on more armor on top of what he had. You’d see him pick up a shield bigger than the rest. The one that held your families crest and fit with an emblazoned crown at the top that told everyone it was you. Because that crown held a glimmering red ruby. The royal gem picked out for you from birth. The same one you shared with your grandmother, the one you inherited on all your royal possessions. The same one that Katsuki shouldered now fighter against his platoon for a pretend you.
A beautiful beast of a man snarling and grunted as he attacked; offense and defense from the entire group. And anytime he did this particular exercise everything flew in one ear and out the other. You being deaf and mute as you watched. Which once earned you a sly grin and laugh as your friend patted your hand that was wrapped around his arm. Practically making you jump out of your skin with the incredibly unhelpful comment, “you should just talk to him,” attached to it, from your friend Prince Todoroki.
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ask-ash-williams · 1 year
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TWENTY SIX!! GET HIM ASH
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'I got you covered kids! Watch this...'
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'Wait what?'
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'.. Looks like maybe that wasn't a good idea after all.'
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scionshtola · 5 days
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9. The Warrior of Light has been through quite a lot, but what is a moment, big or small, that bolstered and renewed their spirit? Was it a cup of hot cocoa or a lovingly crafted sandwich? Did someone give them a few words or a gesture at just the right time that meant the world to them? (Of course, this can be a canon event or headcanon!) (x)
Corisande struggled after Haurchefant's death and though she tried to hide it from her companions, Estinien easily saw through the facade. He mostly did left her alone in that regard, but would sometimes sit quietly with her so she was not completely alone in her grief. And even though they hardly spoke, Corisande knew he understood her pain and appreciated his presence at her side. It was enough to keep her going in one of the hardest times of her life, and was the beginning of the deep friendship and respect they have for each other in the present.
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passerime · 2 years
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Naruto x Monster Hunter Rise brainrot   Capcom please I would sell my soul for this crossover
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dominyk9 · 7 months
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One of my absolute most favorite character archs is when a guy is trying so hard to be good and loyal and justicey and between his own mistakes and shit circumstances and the messiness of existing he is slowly broken down and dirtied and twisted and suddenly one day he looks up and realizes he's the monster he's become so dark I just love a corruption arch and
I started listening to MIDST and I am not well about Thatch he is(was) a literal knight in shining armor and the mail cart scene just made me feral
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