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#Behold: A Mood
merakiui · 22 days
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i still can't get over that one post that went something like "scara would hate his fans? WRONG. remember how he acted when he had haypasia!!" and it lives rent-free....... that one line he has where he goes, "who wants to hurt my devout follower?" AAAAAAA OTL and then his whole "oh, you've seen my affection for her. if you were in my position, surely you'd feel the same." MY HEART. HE IS SO !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
and then his ability to peek inside traveler's mind to read all of their thoughts........ his god era will forever live in my heart. <3
translating this to an au,,,,, an idol au or even an au where he really is a god....... methinks he would adore his followers/fans, especially you. even more so if you were one of the first who always believed in him. orz such affection can easily be twisted into an unhealthy obsession and because scara himself has even admitted he has a proclivity to cling to things........ :) he is so perfect. so codependent and obsessed and and and !!!!!!!!
so many thoughts in my mind!!! ( ≧ᗜ≦) just know that the main takeaway from this is that mouchey is so beloved hehe.
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mood-owl · 5 months
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my page art from the @amphibiagtzine 's zine, thank you for having me it was so much fun! I highly recommend reading the paired fic by @nymph-of-books
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luck-of-the-drawings · 7 months
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VIOLATOR!! DESECRATOR!! TURN AROUND AND MEET THE HATER!!
VEEERRRY HAPPY WITH WILLIAMS LIL SCARY ARC. HORROR MOVIE BOY. LIL ZOMBIE GUY. UNDEAD AND PIIIISSED OFF LIKE CMAAAHHHNNN I HOPE HE KEEPS THAT CHAINSAW FOREVER. IF YOURE UNDEAD CAN YOU STILL GET A NICOTINE ADDICTION? I SURE HOPE SO!
#jrwi fanart#jrwi show#jrwi prime defenders#jrwi pd spoilers#william wisp#FIRST: IF YOU DONT PUT ROB ZOMBIE IN YOUR WILLIAM WISP PLAY LIST I KILL YOU. SECOND: BEHOLD MY EASTER EGGS. FIRST EASTER EGG IS THE CHAINSA#I WROTE CHAINSAW ON IT A BUNCH BC I DIDNT WANNA DRAW DETAILS. ALSO ITS FUNNY. SECOND EASTEREGG IS THE LOBOTOMY CORP HOODIE.#THIRD : HEY KIDS YOU WANNA SEE A DEAD BODY? QUOTE FROM HELLSING ABRIDGED. REMEMBER HELLSING ABRIDGED? YEAAAH YOU DO#OKay those are the easter eggs. also i hope william actually gets into smoking i think thats SO funny. also its cool as hell#like with the blue wisp fire n everything? COOOl as hell i hope he gets his leather jacket back too. REMEMBER KIDS!#smoking is COOL AS FUCK but also itll kill you so dont. if ur undead its fine though.#IN OTHER NEWS! williams 'need a hand?' bit was SO fuckin funny. like it didnt need to be that funny. I WISH I COULD ANIMATE THIS WHOLE SHOW#ITS SUCH A CLEAR CARTOON IN MY FOUL BRRRAAAAIIINNN!!!!!! SPEAKin o my foul brain i LOVE SWIRLS!! CAN U TELL???#I LOVE DRAWIN WILLIAM WITH THE SQUARE/ROUND SPIRALS DEPENDING ON HIS MOOD. ESPECially in the black/white/grey arc#i draw him with only sharp spirals in that arc. the spirals soften once he chills out tho. YOULL SEE IN THE NEXT DRAWING I POST#guyyysss i love william so mmuuuuch i project all my middleschool gothness onto him and it makes me so happy#im sO GLAD I FIUCKIN FIGURED OUT HIS HAIR BTW. IT LOOKS SO GOOD NOW. LOOK AT ME IMPROOOVOEEE AAAAAIUURURUGHHRAAAUUGHHHHHHH
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lizzorasaurus · 17 days
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His name is Breakfast!
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themagnusafterhours · 2 years
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starshapedspider · 1 month
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as much as i love the silly heehee haha jokes for brokeback mountain it’s a movie that’s genuinely left me speechless. it’s such a beautiful movie with so much to give, it ends on such a soul crushing and dim note. ennis has to live on knowing he rejected jack and the life they could’ve had together and carry on with that guilt knowing he’s dead and there’s nothing he can do to take back his words
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YEAH.
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selfproclaimedunicorn · 4 months
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003. in a mountain lodge, snowed in from a heavy snow storm. (for the prompt meme!)
It took a while, but I finally figured out what to do with this! Hope you enjoy, because I had fun writing this 💕
She could hear Alicent pacing behind her, wearing a rut into the floor as Aldreda crouched in front of the fireplace to stoke the fire. The power had gone out in the middle of her attempt to use the landline to call Aemond about the snowstorm that now saw their vacation extended. “Sevenmas is ruined,” she fretted. Aldreda couldn’t help but roll her eyes, grateful her back was turned to the room so Alicent couldn’t see. She took everything wrong when she was worked up like this. “It's still three days before it starts.” Aldreda offered, straightening back up once she was pleased with the fire’s progress.
“And this snow may not be cleared out in time for us to get back for the father’s feast. We cannot know how long it will be.” Her tone was strained as she, no doubt, tried to figure out if she should be offended about not having her anxieties validated, or if she should be continuing to spiral in them. 
“There’s six more days of it after that, Ali. I think your kids will live if you’re snowed in for the first one.” When Aldreda turned around, Alicent finally stopped in her pacing in order to stare at her with her big, round eyes. Her mouth was turned down into a tight frown, and her hands were clasped in front of her as her thumb worked violently against a hangnail. Aldreda sighed, and gently took one of her hands before pulling her closer.
“Come here.”
“I’m not in the mood.”
“Well, that’s my second suggestion out the window,” she said with a laugh. Aldreda was only half joking.
Without any explanation, she dragged Alicent closer to the hearth and sat down cross-legged on the floor, pulling the shorter woman down with her so she sat opposite her by the fire. The frown never left Alicent’s face, and as soon as her hand was released, she drew it back to herself in order to continue her anxious picking at the hangnail and her cuticles. Aldreda’s brows furrowed and she leaned closer to the cabin’s coffee table in order to grab at Alicent’s green duffle bag that sat on top of it, poised amongst a handful of other things to get loaded into the car for their (now postponed) drive back to the estate in the countryside surrounding the capital. As soon as her fingers made contact with one of the straps, Aldreda yanked it closer until it was dropping off the coffee table and onto the floor.
“You stop that.” She batted at Alicent’s hands, causing her to huff, before diving into the bag, rummaging around until she fished out one of the two makeup bags inside. Pleased with herself (even in the face of her partner’s anxious offense), Aldreda grinned as she unzipped the bag containing the decades old manicure set Alicent had been carefully maintaining since before they’d even met.
“It’s dark.”
“That’s why we’re by the fire.”
“We’re by the fire because it’s cold.”
“That too, but you said you aren’t in the mood for the other way to get warm. Now give me your hand.” She held her own hand palm up, beckoning Alicent’s closer with her fingers. The other woman sighed heavily, and placed her hand in Aldreda’s.
There was a comfortable silence as she set to work cleaning up the damage Alicent had started: trimming the hangnail that had been picked and pulled till it was long and stringy and already had a thin line of red from the exposed new skin and welling blood from where she’d been pulling on it, before gently wiping at the skin of her finger with the sleeve of the “Ugly Sevenmas Sweater” Helaena had given her. She was the only one of Alicent’s kids that outright liked Aldreda. Aegon liked that she made Alicent nicer and could be just as scary a security presence as Cole while indulging his sex jokes, Daeron was skeptical of most people from the Islands, and Aemond had decided she needed to be watched like a hawk the moment he’d sniffed out the budding relationship between her and his mother. Helaena was the only one who had taken time to talk to Aldreda, and her efforts had seen her bug collection encouraged as she received enthusiastic promises of getting “something poisonous from Essos.”
“Do you think Aegon will remember to pick Daeron up from the airport tomorrow morning?”
“No. But everyone else will.” She didn’t look up as she started pushing back Alicent’s cuticles so there wouldn’t be anything else to pick at.
“I told Daeron that we would pick him up, that the drive back would be a chance to get to know you.”
“He’s going to have the rest of his holiday break to decide if he likes me like Helaena does.”
“They all like you!”
“Aegon and Aemond like that you like me. Give me the other one.” Aldreda nodded towards the hand in Alicent’s lap.
She switched out her hands, letting Aldreda continue her work. Her only acknowledgement of the situation or the conversation was a deep sigh that made her slump. Silence settled between them again. The popping logs and dim lighting would have made it cozy if it weren’t for Alicent’s control-freak-fueled anxiety still radiating from her like the heat from the fire.
“Do you think they’re okay?”
“If Helaena thinks her brothers need it, she’ll call your dad or Cole to make sure they don’t kill each other over something stupid.”
“Criston went to go see his parents and his friend, Rory, for the holidays.”
“Okay, she’ll call your dad, then.”
“What if he’s busy?”
“Then maybe she’ll put them in time out, I don’t know. Or she’ll call Aegon’s girlfriend to get him in line at least.” Aldreda fished around in the makeup bag again, squinting in the dim light as she lifted out bottles of varnish to see what they were.
“Your kids will be fine, Ali. I mean, you are aware that they aren’t going to live in your house forever, right?”
“Of course I’m aware!” She narrowed her eyes as she stared at Aldreda, but she let her keep painting the base coat on her nails anyway. There was a brief pause, and then Alicent took a deep breath before she continued, most of the fire out of her words this time.
“Aegon will eventually inherit his father’s house, and then I’m sure he’ll move in while the body’s still warm just to get out of my house…”
“He isn’t going to go no-contact like that cousin of his did with his dad…hells, I don’t think that he’d let Aegon. And I doubt his girlfriend would let him, either. You’re overthinking it because you’re sad about getting snowed in.”
“I have several reasons to ‘overthink it.’ Their cousins, their half sister…you.”
“I talk to my mother,” Aldreda retorted as Alicent switched her hand out again so she could get at those nails, “and I told her to wish pops a happy Old Night. You know, make sure he remembers his kid and doesn’t start listening to his stupid nephews or his half brother.”
“It figures that I started dating someone with as much family drama as I got stuck with, doesn’t it?”
“What can you say? You have a type.” Aldreda said with a laugh as, finally, a smile pulled at Alicent’s lips.
“What a type.”
“You’re having fun.” She teased, her smile spreading until it showed her teeth.
“I am–Aldreda, I don’t wear black nail varnish. I brought that for you.”
“Is it so wrong to want us to match?”
“You gave me one of your earrings.”
“That isn’t an answer.”
Alicent didn’t respond, only giving her the same stern look she would her oldest every time she caught him filming one of his stupid videos in public. Aldreda, likewise, did not budge, drawing her lips up into an exaggerated pout as she looked at her with her big, dark eyes. They could both play that game. The quiet did not stretch on for long, as Alicent exhaled hard through her nose and rolled her eyes, smiling the whole time.
“Go ahead.”
Aldreda leaned forward, and kissed the tip of Alicent’s nose. “Thank you.”
“You’re insufferable, sometimes.”
“And yet you’re still having fun.” Aldreda replied, grinning as she shook the bottle of black nail varnish.
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skyward-floored · 11 months
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Just had a weird moment where I wiped my hand across my cheek and it was wet and I was like "am I crying??? I didn't think I was that upset--" but no. it was just a random drop of water that somehow got on my face.
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advena-perditus · 1 year
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Tma inspired door painting
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quanblovk · 1 year
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desertsportshipping · 8 months
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Wes: I like your dog. [Referring to Charizard]
Leon: Thanks? But how is Sparky a dog?
Wes: He's a dog.
Leon: [Grabbed Wes's Skarmory] Is he a dog?
Wes: Flying dog.
Leon: [Pulls out Haxorus] What about this one?
Wes: Spiky dog.
Leon: I- What's your cut off for- How do you tell if something's a dog or not?
Wes: People can talk and dogs can't.
Leon: I- What?
Wes: I don't know where the confusion is, this is quite simple.
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runeswordproductions · 3 months
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Found this while digging around in old files and ended up cackling at my own stupid jokes. Made it for a pitch party back when I was trying to get BEHOLD! trad published. (Worst party I've ever been to btw, reached into the chip bowl and it was nothing but pieces of paper with the same five pictures of LEAVES.) A friend of mine took one look at this and said, "molten hot gender fluid," which... yeah, accurate. BEHOLD! The higher effort version of this post can be found at https://www.runeswordproductions.com/
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ASPD culture is tricking yourself into practicing healthy coping strategies and other healthy things because people are going to think I'm so cool and they're going to be so right for thinking that
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themagnusafterhours · 2 years
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raemarr · 1 month
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