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I love all the acting choices David and Micheal made for their characters but one I'm especially obsessed with (and frankly I don't see it being talked about enough) is the body language/posture.
David took one look at Crowley and decided this boy is Bouncy™. He has cooked spaghetti for bones. Ninety percent of his walking is done by his shoulders actually. He might be man-shaped but he's actually a liquid constantly changing form to fully fill the container (chair) he's in.
Meanwhile Michael went - We'll he's an angel, of course he's prim and proper and carefully put-together. He has the posture and grace of a classically trained dancer. There is also One Million Bees under his skin at any given moment.
And they were so right.
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nosieposie · 1 year
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Housewarming party at Mion's first flat (⁠>⁠▽⁠<⁠)⁠ノ*⁠.⁠✧
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seaside-lovers · 2 months
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me online: i love my F/O soooo much!!! y'all don't even know, i'm so hopelessly in love with them aaa ❤️❤️❤️😍😍😍🥰🥰🥰 they're so cuteeeeee!
how i look typing that all out:
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sylvanianfamilieslove · 5 months
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wyvernity · 2 months
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sss day my favorite national holiday WOOOOHHHH
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#pokemon#trainer lyra#rival silver#soulsilvershipping#timeskip tag#bao beis#i had so much more planned. but alas. college.#ANYWAY. sss my everything. ohh. always thinking abt them.#this is very obviously lyra's room! all the pink! massive bed to fit all her pokemon! the champion paycheck gets you that much at least#and plants!!! no. 1 horticulturist in johto#she's living somewhere around the base of mt silver... decently close to the league and her hometown#so i like to imagine her with a huge greenhouse so she can take care of plants even in the harsher climate#meanwhile silver has one of those decrepit malelivingspace flats in viridian. he's making it work.#i can only see sss properly moving in together liiiike in their late 20s#after they get to enjoy young adult independence for a while#but before they permanently settle down they should go on silly adventures again... just once. or twice. or#as much as i like to entertain the thought of them being homebodies i think they'd rather spend their lives travelling haha#since silver never got to fully experience it as a kid on the run#being a wanted man and all#and lyra is itching for the getaway#they deserve to be in nature and responsibility-free and *frothing at the mouth*#BTW i put my whole wyvussy into that wall decor#lisia signed poster... rosa's resemblance as mei(!!!) in the totoro one... bell tower + whirl island pics //#pokemon constellations... and those gen 4 mail templates that no one actually used. probably from dawn. champion penpals :]#i debated doing a lance poster because celebrity idol funny but nah she'd bin that immediately after moving out#oh yeah the drawover was um. inspired by the nonebinary neochamp fit. so happy for my son.#i'm glad i managed to finish the big piece in time otherwise i would've just posted that LOL can you imagine#okey bye happy sss day
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theboxfort · 7 months
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More of Chesty/Mimi (both names are okay)
I'm getting really attached to her for some reason
They live among other objects, and would not hesitate to kill others. She's a bit of a picky eater though
I have no fucking clue who the candy fella is, but spoilers, they're probably dead
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pennumbra · 4 months
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I really like hydreigon! I just wish it had... normal legs.
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pekoeboo · 5 months
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some screenshots of a desert palace that @cookieg122 and I started some time ago! we've since moved this build elsewhere and are starting from scratch to make a Bigger and Better version for our giant desert town (that I might share in the future if we can get it finished!), but I'm still quite happy with how this smaller, cozier palace turned out! :'D
got a few pics of the bathhouse in the back as well - we'll be repurposing it somewhere in the new town, but for now it's still part of this older build. I thought it would be a nice addition to this post, though!
(ignore the mess on the right side of the palace tho, lol... we have plans to move all of that to a nearby jungle but we haven't gotten around to it yet haha)
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sixteenth-days · 5 months
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Maybe a Watcher Scar? His Secret Life finale had very similar vibes to Grians Evo finale
Scar assumes that hitting the button, here at the end of everything, will send him home.
It just feels like it makes sense, right? That's how it should go. He's completed his task, so he gets his reward. And with nobody left to kill or fool or betray, what other reward could the secret-keeper possibly offer him? He's Dorothy with the slippers, Alice waking up on the riverbank. He played by the rules, and he won!
The secret-keeper is impassive, as stone as always, as he approaches. That's kind of a weird thought- why wouldn't it be? But there's something uneasy, here, with no sound in the world but his footsteps and no heartbeat in the world but his. It creeps him out, puts him on edge. He wants, abruptly, to not be here anymore, thanks very much.
Well.
"There's no place like home!" he says to himself, to the secret-keeper, and to the world.
He hits the button.
The world folds out of existence around him, everything goes black, and he's falling. It happens instantly, or at least instantly enough that he doesn't have a chance to scream before his teeth snap shut with the momentum of the drop.
He can't see anything. Not himself, not anything around him. It's all black, or something deeper than black, and cold, even with the heavy fabric of his shawl around his shoulders.
And then he hits something, and it all stops.
His fingers scrabble at the- ground? The ground beneath him, he decides. There's what's probably dirt, what must be grass. His cheek is pressed against the ground, reassuringly solid, and he lies still for a moment, catching his breath, orienting himself.
He thinks he can feel the sun on the back of his head.
...He still can't see anything.
It's, at first, almost more baffling than alarming. He reaches up to feel at his face, cautious, and finds his eyes open. He can't find any blood, any damage, at least not with this rudimentary investigation. Everything seems fine, aside from the fact that he can't see.
Well. That's not ideal.
Something is... itching at him. He can't place it, or articulate it. There's just a strange, directionless aching, like a limb that's been cramped in one position and needs to be stretched, lurking somewhere in the back of his skull.
He starts to unsteadily shove himself into a sitting position- he doesn't trust himself to stand, not in this darkness, but he doesn't think he needs to spend any longer with his face in the dirt. He still doesn't know where he is. He could still be in front of the secret-keeper. He could also be absolutely anywhere else.
He moves his head, experimentally, half-consciously trying to work out the ache in the back of his skull like it's a crick in his neck, and all at once the world explodes into color.
It's so bright and so sudden that he flinches, almost slams the eye that's just opened shut again on instinct. And it is just one eye- he's sure of that, somehow.
For some reason, though, there's no impulse to squint- only to stare. Everything is so colorful. He can see blue skies, green hills, a jagged rock formation rising into the sky- he's back on Hermitcraft, he realizes after a moment, and the relief at the realization is almost overwhelming. He is, undeniably, outside the front gate of Scarland. He's looking at...
No, wait. Something's not right. What is he looking at?
His field of vision is too high off the ground. He thinks it and then he's sure of it. He can still feel the dirt beneath his palms. He isn't standing. The view of Grian's base he has isn't right. He's sure it's not.
He looks down, and sees himself. Kneeling on the ground, staring blankly off into the middle distance, wind-ruffled and lost-looking. Him-on-the-ground is not looking at Grian's base. He doesn't look like he's looking at anything.
"Oh," Scar says aloud, giggles, presses his hand to his mouth, watches himself do that. "Oh, this is really bad."
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ceruleanmindpalace · 3 months
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I actually found some art on my harddrive I have not posted, yet. Painted this gift work for @sparkypipart.
Watercolour and colour pencil, 2020
Do not post this on other sites/social media or use in any other way without my written permission.
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fromtheseventhhell · 2 months
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Why is it always people who don't even like Arya trying to police how we speak about her? They clearly don't read her chapters and couldn't come up with five things they like about her to save their lives, yet they're always worrying about what we have to say. They really can't stand that we don't view her as a one-dimensional prop for another character 🥴
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mazeyphaedra · 2 months
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HELIO CHOSE HER, BUT SHE CHOSE CASSANDRA.
Traci Brimall, Vive, Vive // Mitski, Goodbye My Danish Sweetheart // Unknown // Katie Maria, God is made of hunger and I am made of dreams // Ally Beardsley, Fantasy High: Sophomore Year // Caravaggio, Judith Beheading Holofernes // @inkskinned, When I’m sad, I write goodbye letters to the people I care about. Once I’ve said goodbye to everyone, I can go. // Ally Beardsley, Fantasy High: Junior Year // Florence & The Machine, Girls Against God // Hozier & Allison Russell, Wildflower and Barley
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rarilee33 · 6 months
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au where Bloberta takes a butch route because she would
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esmedalma · 1 year
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"He had pledged himself to marry a daughter of Walder Frey, but she saw his true bride plain before her now: the sword he had laid on the table."
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"Jeyne Westerling had been Robb Stark's queen, the girl who cost him everything."
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King & Queen in the North that never were
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a-study-in-dante · 4 months
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February 6th, 2024 | Will contribute to a seminar session of my director's, and the prepping process solely consists of transcribing manuscripts... I'm loving life right now.
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orbitsuns · 3 months
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brand new city. ♪
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