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petvengers · 28 days
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it helped bucky to chill like literally almost 10 years ago:
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and he was far less successful in takeing it off
although miguelito's chances don't look too good now either ;P
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melancholic-rowen · 1 year
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Donnie!
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Some more Altair!! :D I’m so flattered by the reaction to my boy ;;v;; <3 <3 Ya’ll are incredible TvT <3 <3 Originally I mean to post these with the first image, but The illustration looked so good on its own... I couldn’t find a way to get them all to look nice xD I’ll ramble a little bit below the cut about Character details/ideas i”ve had so far :D
- Altair is 16! Right now I’m leaning towards making him shorter than both Deuce and Ace SDFLKJSDGLDSG - He didn’t have white hair before being Isekaid into Twisted Wonderland. That is a new feature, and one he has mixed feelings about. -If its not parsible enough, the armband emblem is supposed to be Grim’s Face!! :D The idea was inspired by Crowley calling Yuu a beastamer! - The blue And Orange-ish red-ish earring are supposed to represent Ace and Deuce. :3 They are his best friends, and Altair appreciates them a lot. - He’s Conflict avoidant for the most part, but once and a while he whips out the driest, most piercing comeback, and everybody is left either shocked or wheezing. - He does use some dry delivery or sarcasm pretty frequently besides that too (ei when I was first playing the game and Trey started calling Ramshackle a Dump before switching words, my first thought was “No, No you can say it, that’s exactly what it is” xD) - A lot of the personality I haven't figured out yet!! I’ll probably be playing that by ear when I construct shenanigans xD - The more people he befriends the larger his Tsundere Protection squad grows xD - He is not a shipping OC!! I will not be shipping him with anybody :D - For anybody who’s seen my whumptober with Leona being stabbed, that was Altair! The art/concept for him was already drawn at that point :D Its not much xD But its what I got for now!!! I don’t usually make OCs, but Twst offered me an organic way to do so, so this was fun. :D I’m excited at the possibility of doing more with him down the road.
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mitamicah · 11 months
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My attempt of drawing some realism art of Jere/Käärijä - ref
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hirazuki · 9 months
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Mairon/Sauron (Tolkien) Cosplayer + edits: me Photo credit: tranimaging2 Eönwë: my sister Wig: Arda Wigs (Grace, in “Fire Orange”) Contacts: Uniqso (Sweety Crazy Red Demon Eye) Ears: Aradani Costumes (Sun Elf Ears) Circlet: PernCirclets (on Etsy) Gorget: Crystalsidyll (on Etsy) Leather armor: LederFantasies (on Etsy) Fangs: Scarecrow (Small Deluxe Fangs) Dress base is mass-produced/store-bought; boots/other clothes are my own. A warning to the people, The good and the evil: This is war - Thirty Seconds To Mars
This technically goes against my personal headcanons of how their meeting after the War of Wrath went down, but I just couldn't resist the St. Michael pose; it's too iconic (haha 'iconic' get it XD).
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bisquitly · 17 days
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Just finished my almost 15k polyJO (+Jere) fic and now I don't know what to do with myself....
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luimagines · 1 year
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*Trumpet sounds!* Here ye! Tis I! Royal Anon 👑!
It's so grand to be back!
Now...
For the person I have chosen..
Fierce Deity! The Prince of Blood!
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"They say that he was blessed by the gods to bring prosperity in old Hyrule and Termania. Yet, the story never said how.. Engaging in wars with strength that could take down God's, the prince was sealed away in a mask, only the worthy can wear such item. Will the curse ever be broken?"
"Mhmm, nice story Time." You said absent-mindedly, aiding Sky to his cot. The man already asleep in your arms. "So, how does one break the curse?" Sailor asks, poking at the mask.
You smile at the youngest, patting yourself down as you sit on your own make-shift bed. Time shrugs, placing the mask away, "not sure." "Maybe true love's kiss?" You giggle, flicking away a peice of hair.
"Eww," Wind gags at the idea while Time chuckles with you. Since it was your turn for night-watch, you take Times place on the log. Telling everyone good night, you fiddle with your fingers while watching the fire.
You could of sworn you saw something in the flames. You lean back, tiredly blinking away the sleepiness as your hand felt something odd. Turing your attention to the object, you pick it up and examine it with wide eyes.
"Oh, it's you. Nice to see you again, Fierce.. Or should I call you Prince Fierce..? Deity??" You let out a puff of laughter, trying to remain quiet so your team makes could rest. "Welp, it's just you and me then.. "
Remembering Winds words, you smile, "yeah, I'm not kissing.. Your not even real.. Sorry."
Before you knew, the mask felt warm in your hands, soon burning. Dropping the magic item, you hold in your scream of pain as you cradle your hand.
Soon a flash of white envelopes your vision. Causing you to back away as the group gets up.
Blinking away your dizziness, you stare wide eyed at the prince that was once trapped in the mask.
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Ohoh! There we go! Enjoy my friend!
ROYAL ANON MY BELOVED YOU HAVE RETURNED ONCE MORE <3
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I take it back this was a declaration of war. D:<
HOW DARE YOU
I WAS SO EXCITED AND HAPPY AND YET AND YET
DX
The Fierce Deity was so close and yet so far. The build up was fantastic and then-. uuuuuuggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh
So not fair. Welcome back. :p
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marinerainbow · 1 year
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The sentence thing!! I wasn't sure if you wanted x reader or not but since that's my only specialty, I'm going with that 😅😅 Of course you don't have to do them all- I'm just giving you options! ^^ You don't even have to do any if you aren't inspired by them!!
Just sit in Stupid's lap, they said, there ain't no more seats.
"Hmmm, I wonder if my soul can be sewed back on... like Peter's shadow... " Psycho wonders allowed, looking meaningfully to you with those big eyes before they flicker over to your sewing box, "Its worth a try I think!!"
You didn't even need to look when your coworkers exclaimed that there was a zoot suit wearing wierdo outside with a 'Forgive me?' sign, you just continued on typing like normal; Greasy's going to have to try harder then that after the stunt he pulled.
"... damn," Wheezy huffed, on his knees and concentrated on the fabric sticking to your thighs, "'s much as I love this dress, Y/N, y' need to invest in some easier clothes to get out of."
You couldn't even think as you watched Smartass leave for the day- you just had the worst feeling, something in you screaming inside... screaming that he absolutely should not leave that day, that you shouldn't let him; That you should hug him harder while you can.
Thank you so much! These were so fun to do! Even if Wheezy's got me bad 🔫. I hope you like them! (Whether they're humanoid or weasel toons in these, you decide! ^^)
Also I kinda cheated with these- IT'S SO HARD JUST STICKING WITH ONE SENTENCE! So I tweaked so it's more like paragraphs instead- I STILL TRIED MAKING THEM ONE SENTENCE THOUGH... And Smartass and Greasy got one more paragraph 😅
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You were completely gobsmacked when the others suggested that so casually- and Stupid didn't seem to mind it either, he just smiled like a doofus and waved to you from his spot on the couch!
Well... ok, if they insist and Stupid is ok with it... But Greasy better not make any jokes! You know where Smartass keeps the spray bottle!
You didn't even have to say anything when you approached him awkwardly, he just plucked you up and sat you down with him without a word, "Here 'ya go! We can share the bowl!"
You just nodded with a vague, "Uh-Huh..." as you process everything going on; it's not like anything dirty was happening, everyone else was invested in the movie, and it was just you that was anxious... Then again nobody else here had a big fat crush on this loveable dork like you did, so... Yeah.
It wasn't until Stupid offered you the movie snack, which you just now noticed was specifically (favorite movie snack), did you just smile back at him, accept the food, and focused on enjoying the moment with him.
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What the- "How is that going to work!?" You think in panic, glancing between Psycho's soul and his... Body, laying on the floor right where he fell over, "Souls! They... Th-They aren't tangible like your body! I can just push my hand through you right now! How will the thread stay in place!? And sewing you on your body isn't the same as putting your soul back in your corpse!"
Oh God, why did you tell him that joke? Why did he laugh so hard at it!? It wasn't even that funny! It was stupid! That was exactly why you felt it was safe enough to tell it! Did that say more about you, your boyfriend's sense of humor, or the joke itself? How was Smartass going to react knowing you killed Psycho?? Why wasn't Psycho mad at you for killing him!?!? Oh God, what were you going to do? What if-
"Y/N! Y/N! Look!"
You blinked and looked back up towards Psycho, who, without breaking eye contact... pushed your cup off of the coffee table, proving that his soul- somehow- still was physical, so you could theoretically speaking, sew it onto his body...
"... Alright." You say before grabbing your sewing kit, ignoring his excited cheer and trying to keep calm, "But I'm not really steady right now, so it's your job to make absolutely sure you're aligned with your body, ok? I don't want to sew your hand to your foot or something..."
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"Uh... Y/N? I don't think he's going away..." Your coworker added, an unnerved edge in her voice.
"Just ignore him. The more attention you give him, the worse he gets." Was all you had to say to that, speaking from your own experience with the... Well, it's in his name!
It wasn't until another one of your coworkers told you that the 'weirdo' seemed to be trying to come inside, did you groan and swivel your chair around towards the window, to see your 'casanova' desperately trying to open the door to your workplace... By pushing it instead of pulling it open, despite what the sign clearly stated... God he was an idiot sometimes.
"Ok, this has gone on far enough..." You mutter to yourself as you curtly stand up and storm over to the door, roughly pushing it open and causing Greasy to topple back and land on his behind... You choose to ignore your guilt and cross your arms, "You're not gaining my forgiveness this way, so leave."
The gangster looked wide-eyed and slack jawed at you- and the door, seems like he finally noticed the sign- before scrambling up and dusting himself off, "Y/N! Mi vida! Please, I just need to-"
You promptly close the door on him, ignoring how he looked like a betrayed house cat at the front door, and walk back to your desk; maybe you'd let him talk later, but you were too mad right now.
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You couldn't stop the chuckle leaving your lips as you let your boyfriend suffer just a little bit longer with your dress, "I thought you liked a little challenge~"
"Tch, I wouldn't really describe it like that..." Was Wheezy's response, the smoke billowing from the corners of his lips as he glanced up at you, finally asking you- silently- for help after so long of fumbling with your dress.
Hm... "Nope. You gotta figure it out yourself, honey. Can't do the work for you after all."
He narrows his steely blue eyes at you, though you could see a hint of amusement behind them as he went back to work, "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you planned this, princess."
"Now, why would you think tha-" You suddenly cut yourself off when you felt the air hit your now bare thighs, your knees suddenly feeling weak when you see the triumphant- and promise of some revenge after your little stunt- smirk on your partners' lips.
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"... Wait!" You called out as you ran after him, just before he closed the front door of your new home, in the human side of Los Angeles, "Please, you can't go!"
The boss sighs, having already heard your worries the night before, "Y/N, this is the last job Doom needs us to do. We can't exactly skip out on him now-"
"Babe, please. You know how dangerous this is. Just stay home." You tried to plead with Smartass, your wide eyes staring straight into his own as you took his hand in yours; using every trick you knew to convince him to stay, "All it takes is a little slip near the dip, and you... You could..."
"Hey there, c'mon, you know we'll be fine." Where the others couldn't see, he offers you a tender, comforting smile as he brushes a stray hair strand behind your ear, "I ain't letting these maroons dip themselves on my watch. And if the judge tries to throw us under the bus, we'll be ready... You just stay here, and think about the new life waiting for us tomorrow."
... He's so confident that this plan of Doom's will work, that the two of you and his gang will have the freedom to do whatever you please once all the toons are gone- and, like the many times before, it's enough to convince yourself to ignore the growing dread you feel and watch Smartass and his team load up in the van before driving off.
It's alright, you'll see your boys tomorrow, just like Smarty promised... You have to...
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I hope you liked this! I wanted to put in as much detail as I could without breaking the rules more than I already have. Hopefully I was successful XD
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stardestroyer81 · 10 months
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Well, well, it looks like somebody would like to say hello! Uh, but who exactly might they be...?
Meet Rascal! Rascal is the star of a faux arcade game I one day hope to bring to fruition, and for the past week or two, I have been drawing him and the other colorful characters in the Rascal cast nonstop! There were several different ways I thought about introducing this character to followers of my blog, though @shrimpuufriend and @stephysalcido suggested I ought to make this cute animation of him waving to start it all off!
Expect to see more Rascal content in the near future, because let me tell you— there's a lot of it! 🍬🧡💙🧡🍬
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skyward-floored · 1 year
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Can you explain what exactly is the hurricane family? I see everyone talk about it but it’s just like the grilled cheese sandwich shipping and I am running off of half a braincell
Okay so I was going to be like “you remember when the Lava family was formed? It’s like that but different people” but then I remembered that was years ago and I realized I have been here for quite a while and suddenly felt kinda old but anyway—
@silvercaptain24 could probably better explain it than me since I’m merely Hurricane Family adjacent and she’s a member, but basically it’s a bunch of tumblr users who are generally interested in lu/loz (with some exceptions) who by a series of events decided to come together and name themselves the Hurricane family (sort of inspired by the Lava family, and there’s overlap here and there).
Hopefully that explains it?? Like I said, you could probably get a better explanation from someone actually in it, but hopefully this was a little helpful at least XD
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fadebolt · 2 months
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I could have maybe tried to also pull a reverse on this, and draw Volcanic Superstructure for day 2, buuuut I've instead decided to go for a room from the original version.
Specifically LAB10, as a way to honor a certain poll blog where that room appeared today :)
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stingslikeabee · 21 hours
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' some wounds do not close; i have many such. ' hi you get gabranth today.
'The Favourite' starters . accepting
An imperial judge was already someone difficult to physically harm given their metal plating; a magistrate such as Gabranth should be nearly impossible to hit, unless the very man wished for such. And yet, once his deadly armor was removed during one of their clandestine encounters, the Bhujerban gasped audibly at the angry, red gash that was visible on Gabranth's back. It was fresh and it should be stinging enough to make a lesser individual flinch, but not him.
Not Gabranth.
"You didn't tell me you were injured," Melissa exclaimed, and the noises coming from the adjourning room were the cues that the Landissian needed to determine his companion had started a search for some potion or lotion for the marred flesh. The dancer's voice was mixed - concern and reproach mingled in an unique way, the Bhujerban's disposition growing agitated as she settled behind him with the necessary instruments.
"The Empire has no shortage of enemies," the man merely shrugged, an action that got both of Melissa's hands over his shoulders almost immediately, forcing him to be still. Although the woman had said nothing, Gabranth used to joke that she spoke through the mere jingle of her jewelry. It was as if her bracelets and other trinkets reacted to his carelessness instead, beads and chains clinking loudly while she worked on his back and puffed hot air over his flesh.
"This was no enemy - that armor of yours is a monstrosity to get off even with your aid. I cannot think of anyone skilled enough to cut you like this unless you allowed them the privilege," the Bhujerban countered, even if both of them were aware that, right then, Melissa could have done it - the dancer had her digits coated in a soothing lotion, but they could very well carry a blade. The judge bared his unguarded frame to her - and in doing so, offered more than just tangible skin and bodily warmth.
"This was friendly fire, was it not? During a training session?" the Bhujerban ventured a guess - after all, only another magistrate could best a colleague, and they often trained with and without their weapons. The fact that it was on his back suggested a bit of foul play - the act of a coward, perhaps when Gabranth was already retreating. It fueled Melissa with a strange type of fury: quiet and cold, even if her hands had been working diligently on the area.
"You worry too much about me - you should know some wounds do not close; I have many such," Gabranth said in that unique conversation where neither looked the other in the eyes given their angle, but Melissa knew what he meant. Shaking her head and finally done with everything, the dancer finally left the bed if only to carry the curatives elsewhere and clean her hands of whatever lingered of the lotion. Some of the Bhujerban's own jewelry was discarded then - and she made considerably less noise when returning to bed, climbing onto the furniture from the other side and kneeling in front of the judge at long last.
"I know. I cherish them," she said, raising honeyed eyes to look into his usually tormented blue irises; "Gabranth has no such wounds, only Noah. As long as they exist, so does he. And I'm here to make sure he never disappears," the Bhujerban explained, voice as light as a feather but with words carrying the weight of all Ivalice on them. It was a promise; a futile one, the judge argued, but they were equally stubborn and fond of lost battles.
Melissa dragged herself forward them, picking both of Gabranth's hands and placing them over her waist - there was not much left to remove off her body if the Archadian opinion was anything to go by, but that was a task for the man hiding under the heavy plating discarded a moment earlier. The digits over her hips pressured the smaller body in response, earning the man a smile - instinct or not, that was precisely the reaction the dancer was seeking.
"Now, careful with your back, Noah. Let me soften the fall for you," the girl murmured, pulling him for a kiss and wordlessly begging for him to cover the Bhujerban instead, "Lay your burdens on me for now."
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slashingdisneypasta · 10 months
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MA'AM-
@darlingpassion
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wr0ngwarp · 11 months
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an attempted expression of feelings too large and colorful for my monochrome voice.
an overwhelming pressure buildup of fear and anger and joy and so, so much love for the world and the nature of art and self-expression
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magpigment · 5 months
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i find it rlly funny when i make a character and i’m just like. tumblr would love them. tumblr would be all over this character. why isn’t tumblr obsessed w them already. and then remember they exist only in my mind :(
#my character birthday i love birthday he’s one of my favorite characters i’ve ever made and i know he would be a hit on tumblr lmao#his name is birthday and he’s the birthday boy and it’s his birthday!#and also he’s devastatingly lonely. and lowkey got theseus’ shipped. whoops.#and also lilith. tumblr would adore lilith.#called the ghost of the wasteland and her existence is largely only rumored. was a genetic experiment to create something that#could survive the nuclear wastelands that cover the majority of her world. they succeeded but she escaped and now lives in those same#wastelands. is incredibly codependent w a very morally grey dude who was a black market test subject for poisons who escaped around the#same time as her and they ended up relying entirely on each other for survival for years and know each other better than anyone#but struggle to connect in any way that isn’t solely to keep each other alive when they’re older.#he never talks about his past and she is almost entirely nonverbal and doesn’t rlly want to find a way to tell him about hers.#she also realized after she escaped that she prefers to be referred to w she/her pronouns after her existence being viewed as#something instead of a someone and choosing that for herself is one of the first choices she ever made for herself and who she is.#and she’s only a side character in the story and mostly just haunts the narrative but yknow i should incorporate her more because#wow i love her actually. she’s dope as hell XD#dandy talks#my ocs#can’t talk more about birthday even tho i love him just as much because one of my friends has my tumblr and i’m using birthday#in a story i’m writing w my friends for fun and i don’t wanna spoil anything more than i have lmao. but yeah birthday is so cool lmao
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lizord-lord · 1 year
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Danny Phantom AU part 2 electric boogaloo
and you thought neon leon was hard to look at
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