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random-lil-illing · 1 year
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Uhhh i bring you furry snake bc im not gonna be posting for quite a bit bc very busy and stuff so. Yeah :D
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uncanny-tranny · 5 months
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Fiber artist challenge of the day: weave in those damn ends
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un-luckylynx · 10 months
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my favorite past-time will always be making shit with these meme templates
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feel-the-fire · 1 year
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First round done: Him, Mojo Jojo, Sedusa, Fuzzy Lumpkins, Ace, Snake.
Up next: Arturo, Grubber, Big Billy, Princess Morbucks, Boogie, White Kitty.
@green-meanies
@cezulian
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slithery-fingers · 8 months
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Not Grubber just casually defacing Mojo’s weapons of mass destruction
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tinykittygardencat · 23 days
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snake in the grass
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inbarfink · 7 months
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andy-clutterbuck · 1 year
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9x02 | The Bridge
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theladysunami · 7 months
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Amusing SVSSS AU thought I had:
Shen Qingqiu, the Luna Moth fae, with his Spider fae husband, Luo Binghe.
Everyone is super concerned about the spider thing, since spiders eat moths, and at least some arachnid fae are known to eat gossamer winged fae too.
Of course, Luo Binghe would never. He may trap his husband in webbing and bite him sometimes, but that’s for sexy purposes only.
As for how they met…
Luo Binghe is probably only half ‘Spidren’, the other half being some type of wingless ‘Pixie’ or ‘Elf’. He joined Shen Qingqiu’s ‘class’ as a presumed full blood pixie, and was often made fun of for his lack of wings (since the fairy ‘Cang Qiong’ equivalent is mostly home to ‘Sylphs’ and other gossamer winged fae). Shen Quingqiu dealt with the bullying matter by keeping him close and doting on him constantly.
Naturally some type of drama eventually happened revealing the whole spider thing, but Shen Qingqiu won’t hear of throwing out his precious boy! Look at these spider silk robes Binghe made for him. Isn’t he the sweetest! ♥
(Assume Huan Hua Palace is mostly wingless elf-like fae. Demons are fae with the attributes of various creepy crawlies: arachnids, other wingless arthropods, and some snakes too).
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fisheito · 5 months
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SCREMS my snautsticic child he is trying ok!!!!!! one tiny snake human hybrid built from the cave-ground-up, , attempting to learn all the implicit rules of humanness?! as if it isn't already tough enough out here!!!!
#ALL he has to work off of is the Great Serpent's memories? fuzzy clips of ppl he might have seen or interacted with??#depending on the kind of snake he was he could have a variety of defense mechanisms#he could have had to suppress his hissing instinct. or maybe he contorted his body in that adorably vertical corn snake way when he scared#big baby eyes trying to mimic the ppl around him but they are busy being judgemental#so many stupid little human things that villagers try to explain to him as “that's just the way it is” or “never really thought about why”#and yakumo just stares in disbelief bc how could u have never thought about the concept of goosebumps#you're telling me ur skin turns into plucked-bird-skin when you're cold or frightened and that is completely mundane?#you're telling me that when ppl try to hug you it is NOT because they want to strangle u to death and eat u????#how much strength am i supposed to put into a hug then. NOT bone crushimg??????#WHAT EMOTION IS THIS GESTURE SUPPOSED TO CONVEY#yakumo#the tags tho#now imagining blade and yakumo shaking hands and discussing “why are humans such funky lil guys and why do they do the things they do”#several of the non-humans gather in a monthly meeting like:#on today's agenda: WTF is kissing. why are they smashing their food holes together.#one week they bring in a guest human (edmond?) and ask him all of humanity's big questions from non-human POV#and edmond's just like ??? i don't know???!?!??#and eberyone throws up their arms in frustration bc if humans don't make sense to the humans then what are we supposed 2do
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krokaxe · 4 months
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Alberta for @fuzzydreamin
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oculusxcaro · 2 months
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Feeling a bit bummed, I had a whole week off but spent most of it doing everything else but writing! Feeling better physically now covid is getting it's ass kicked, thought I was better the other day but was still wiped out. Oh well, another new year is upon us and my holiday schedule is refreshed so here's hoping next time off is put to better use. In happier news, the baby boy is getting bigger and prettier!
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Wait... what is that?
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He has a wee little moustache. 🥺
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Snwally……. 2!!
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illustratorzee · 1 month
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Lost
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slithery-fingers · 11 months
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Can we have a bit of commotion for this sinister Powerpuff Girls comic panel 😈
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Safe and Sound AU:
When Anne gets sick versus when her babies get sick.
sorry did u mean aaaaa my heart
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When she gets sick? She treats it like no big deal. Obviously she’s a doctor, so she knows her symptoms and when to be concerned. A little cold or sore throat isn’t anything to fret about… even if her children try to fuss over her. She’s always quick to shoo them all away, telling them not to worry about her, this isn’t that bad, she’ll be fine. Of course, their experiences on the streets and knowing that something small could turn into something bad, combined with how she treats them when they’re sick, none of them really listen. How they take care of her varies on who it is, but eventually she’s left no other option than to just let them fuss. Regardless of her not being seriously ill, she just doesn’t have the energy to fight them. … Er. Especially if they all come at her at once. There are eight of them, how is she supposed to argue with them all?!
When Joker is under the weather, he tries very hard to hide it and pretend like it’s business as usual. Being that Anne’s downplaying her illnesses is adjacent to hiding them entirely, it doesn’t fool her for a second. (Of course, it probably doesn’t fool anyone else, either.) However, rather than making a show of her care, she tries to do more subtle things with him. Giving him a kiss on the forehead to gauge his fever, making sure he gets extra honey in his tea when it’s served, suggesting that he stay down by the fire with her for a bit once everyone else heads to their rooms. She knows she can be a little much, so she does her best not to embarrass him or make him feel less than capable.
Mally is a little trickier when she isn’t feeling well, although she does also try to hide that she’s sick. She’s not as good at it as Joker, and it ends up that she can’t exactly deny it. However, she also is less inclined to accept subtlety; she’s frustrated for being ill, so she gets twice as frustrated when her mum attempts to give her anything that reminds her she is. Anne is pretty much forced to be blunt, cooing about how, “Oh, darling, you know this will make you feel better ― won’t you just stop being stubborn and get it over with?” That makes her feel flustered in front of everyone else, so whatever the remedy is, she downs it in a single gulp simply to stop Anne’s badgering. (Thankfully, she settles down after a bit and begrudgingly accepts the fussing.)
Dagger isn’t that bad, given that he sort of isolates himself when he’s sick. That does mean that he gets a bit shy when his mum tries to take care of him… rest fixes everything, right? At the beginning, perhaps the first couple of times he catches something and hides away, Anne leaves him be aside from making sure there’s tea and soup and all that left on the table by his bed. She figures that rest will do him good. But then suddenly she’s got a young man with a high fever who’s crying when she sits down on the bed to check his temperature, who asks her if he’s so sick he might die. From then on, every time he gets ill, Anne makes doubly sure to check up on him frequently, and urge him to let her take care of him instead of holing away in his room. It’s a work in progress. At least he’s never come close to being sick enough to endanger him, though, and he knows to just let Anne fuss a little.
The one who takes Anne’s care better than anyone is Freckles, as if there were any doubt. They’re desperate for a mother’s love, so when they’re not feeling well, there’s no hiding, no pretenses or excuses, no downplaying, no denying, none of it. Anne knows immediately when Freckles is sick, because they tell her. She’s enough of a secure presence that they can be comfortable around her, up to and including not making any effort to conceal their symptoms. Anne is grateful for it; all she’s ever needed to worry about is whether or not Freckles is going to bend over and vomit on her shoes after admitting, “Mum, I don’t feel good.” She gets to baby them to the moon and back, wrapping them up in blankets, kissing their cheek, holding a cup of tea to their lips, gently shoving medicine down their throat… they don’t stop her, even as an adult. They just lean in to her fussing, happy to be taken care of. And Anne, for her part, is overjoyed that she gets to comfort someone so thoroughly.
Jumbo is… unfortunately, quite a bit similar to Joker when he’s sick. He doesn’t necessarily try to hide that he isn’t feeling well, but he pushes through any pain or discomfort for the sake of trying to take care of his family. Nothing exasperates Anne more, because ― well ― she took them in so she could take care of them! None of them need to be putting themselves through hell to look out for each other anymore, not now that they have her. Even when he’s grown, he seems unable to fully shed that instinct. Anne will have to shoo him out of the kitchen trying to help the cook while he’s not feeling well, or out of the gardens trying to help the groundskeeper. It’s like pulling teeth trying to get him to settle down… after a lot of trying, though, she’s always able to manage it, so she doesn’t stop trying. If she has to drag her son who’s over half a meter taller than she is into bed, she’ll do it. Hell hath no fury like a mother taking care of her child.
Not to say that Peter and Wendy are the worst patients, of course, but… they certainly don’t make things easy for their mum. Peter is worse than Wendy in this respect, because he and his sister are the oldest of their little family, and he’s used to not being fussed over simply because he chases away any fussing. He doesn’t want to be treated like a child just because he looks like one; there’s a big chip on his shoulder. Wendy, too, though she’s quieter about it. Anne will put a cup of tea down in front of them, listen to Peter talk himself hoarse about how he doesn’t need to be babied, and she will stare him down until he takes a sip. At which point he realizes he feels like complete crap, looks over at Wendy, looks back at his mum, and both of them give him silent confirmation that he’s being a little unreasonable. He still doesn’t take too much fussing well… at least he drinks the tea. Wendy waits until he does, if only for the fact that she wants to support her brother and let him come to his own senses rather than follow her example. (He’s her big brother, after all.) Anne tries very hard not to go overboard, particularly with Peter. She does coax them both to sit with her by the fire, however. Peter tends to drift off first when he’s sick, leaving Wendy to cuddle up and apologize that the two of them are difficult. Anne just kisses their heads, remarks, “I’m not treating you like children because I think you’re children; I’m treating you like children because you’re my children. You’ll both come to understand the difference one of these days, and until then, I hope you can tolerate my fussing and not think badly of me.,” and carries them to bed only once Wendy falls asleep too.
Snake is slightly odd when it comes to this, she’s found. Much like Freckles, he appears to crave for her to take care of him. On the other hand, though… he’s been through so much abuse, so much torture, he seems to simply not know what to do with someone taking care of him. It’s unfamiliar to him, even if it’s positive, and it breaks Anne’s heart to watch her newest child with his feelings waging war on each other. She runs a hand through his hair to confirm that he’s got a fever, and he leans in against her comparatively cooler touch like it’s a comfort ― only to snap himself away like he’s ashamed that he ‘dared’ to be touched. It’s not easy to find the balance between spooking him with overwhelming gestures and making sure he knows she wants to care for him. She mixes his medicines with enough sugar to make his teeth ache, and ensures he drinks it all while telling him it should make him feel better. He seems quite comfortable wrapped tightly in a blanket whilst she reads to him as he drifts in and out of sleep, so… that’s what she does, until he’s sleeping soundly.
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