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r-aindr0p · 5 months
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That last chapter of Glorious masquerade was crazy.
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cordiallyfuturedwight · 2 months
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♡ love maze (kim line edition) for @aprylynn (cr. namuspromised) bonus tae & jin:
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artfulbassoon · 4 months
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Thinking so hard about Last Life again, so I've updated my Jimmy design a bit because my style has changed DRASTICALLY since the beginning of the year.
I've got loose ideas for Mumbo and Martyn designs, but I'm totally blanking on Grian and Impulse, so I'll see if I can pop those out before the next semester starts.
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cor-lapis · 2 years
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Biggest reveal of this event was that the rest of the yakshas were fun loving relatively well adjusted people (obvs before the Everything). And turns out Xiao is just like that
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marlynnofmany · 5 months
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Seeing Faces
It’s rare when we get a shipment to deliver that’s not packaged somehow — either in Earth-standard boxes, another world’s version of shipping crates, or a livestock pen of some kind. Even that bunch of alien trees had been thoroughly wrapped at the bottom. But this collection of machinery parts didn’t have so much as a layer of cling-wrap on it. I guess the owners figured these things were sturdy enough not to need it.
They were probably right. The metal chunks were heavy. I tried to guess what they were made for as Blip and Blop muscled the biggest ones onto a hover sled, clearing the way for Paint and me to gather up the smaller pieces. Captain Sunlight bid the customer farewell and shut the cargo bay door.
“I think these look like vertebrae,” I said to Paint. “Greasy vertebra. Ew. I’m going to need a new shirt.” The offworld engine oil of whatever didn’t seem acidic at least, so that was nice. I sighed about the black smears.
“Strange vertebrae,” Paint said, juggling her own armload of odd shapes that didn’t seem to be rubbing off on her orange scales. Not that I was jealous or anything. “There would need to be a dual spinal cord.” She tapped a claw on one of the holes.
“Hm, yeah. There are probably animals like that,” I said. “Or robots, as the case may be.”
Ahead of us, Captain Sunlight opened the door to the appropriate storage hold, then headed off on captainly business. It was impressive how different a vibe she gave off compared to Paint, for all their physical similarities. Both were little lizardy people, but one strode with her lemon-yellow head held high, every inch the authority figure, while the other was Paint. She somehow bounced when she walked, even when weighted down by unwieldy metal things.
“I’ll bet these stack really well,” Paint said. “They look like they interlock. We could probably build a spinal column without them falling over.”
“We probably could,” I agreed. “But I don’t want to be the one responsible for bending one of the flanges because we wanted to test it out.”
“Hm. Yep yep yep. But I maintain that we could.”
“We could.”
The two of us entered the storage hold to find Blip and Blop racing to see who could unload the sled faster. It’s not that the Frillian twins were overly competitive, but they were twins. They’d apparently hatched at the same time, and had been in a low-key competition to see who was better at life ever since. But they smiled while they did it.
“Done!” Blip declared, setting down a lump of metal big enough for Paint to hide behind. She raised her hands in triumph, fins fluttering.
“Doesn’t count,” Blop said as he put down his own piece. “You didn’t line them up right. Mine are tidier.”
They squabbled about this while Paint and I unloaded our metal chunks nearby. I had to kneel to keep from dropping the things. It would be just my luck if they did warp on impact, or bounce off each other and whack me in the shin.
The Frillians took their debate out the door before I finished. They’d already moved on to who could steer the hoversled with the minimum of touching.
“Ha,” Paint said. “They do stack.”
I turned to see only one of the things set on top of another, with Paint ready to catch it if it slid. She took it down before I could say anything.
I just nodded and arranged my own into a reasonable huddle, then wiped my hands on my shirt. It was only when I moved toward the door, with a look back at the big pieces, that I got a good look at the one that Blop had set on its side.
This was the logical place to put it, not sticking out past the rest, but the thing that caught my attention was the shape when seen from this angle. Those two holes could have been eyes, and the flanges were shaped like stubby arms. There were even a couple slots in the middle like nostrils.
I burst out laughing.
“What?” Paint demanded.
“It looks like Zhee!” I said, pointing. “Big bug eyes and everything!”
“What does?” Paint asked. She came to stand next to me, following my arm, but just looked confused. “Where are the eyes?”
“These!” I said, stepping closer and pointing at the holes. “And those are the arms. Isn’t it perfect?”
Paint cocked her head as if slightly tilted vision could unlock the answers. “Arms?”
I repeated myself, but she still looked lost, so I found a notepad and pencil in a storage cupboard —reliable even when the batteries all run out — and sketched what I saw.
“Ohh, I get what you mean now,” Paint said when I showed her. “Those parts are lifted like pincher arms, and those are roughly the same proportion as Mesmer eyes.”
“Yeah, it’s uncanny,” I said.
Paint took the notepad to study it closer. “How did you even notice that?”
“It was pretty easy,” I told her. “It just jumped out at me when I looked from the right direction. Like seeing faces in clouds, you know?”
Paint’s blank expression said that she didn’t know.
“Do you not do that? Find patterns of familiar shapes in random things?”
“No?” she replied. “Is that a thing I’m supposed to be doing?”
“You don’t have to! It’s just something that everybody does on Earth, ever since we’re kids. It’s probably from a long history of watching for camouflaged predators in the bushes. You’ve got camouflage on your planet, right? You must.”
“Yeah, sure,” Paint said easily. “But I guess not that much. I’ve never seen a face in a cloud; that sounds terrifying.”
“Not really; it’s more like feeling smart for spotting something. Well,” I amended. “It could be a little unsettling if you see a skull or something. But that’s rare. There are whole systems of divination about this sort of thing.”
Paint looked like she was about to ask a million questions, but right then the sound of familiar clicking footsteps tapped down the hall.
“Zhee!” Paint called, whirling with the notebook in her hand. “Zhee, look what Robin saw!”
Zhee came into view looking just as eyecatching and purple as usual, halting at the doorway while Paint eagerly explained the conversation we’d just had. Quickly and enthusiastically. With lots of waving the sketch around, and pointing back at the machine part.
I felt like apologizing as he stared with an unreadable alien expression. His antennae weren’t even moving; I couldn’t tell what he thought of it all.
Finally Paint finished talking. “She says it’s probably because her species watches for predators in the bushes. Isn’t that amazing?”
Zhee made a point of looking slowly from the sketch to the metal thing, then to me. I braced myself for judgement.
Instead, Zhee raised his pincher arms into the same pose and declared, “I am the danger that lurks in the bushes.” Then he slunk out of sight, many legs scuttling in a quickstep way that he knew darn well I found creepy.
Paint blinked at the empty doorway, still holding the notebook.
“Aw, man,” I said. “He’s picking things up from Trrili.”
Paint immediately closed the notebook. “We definitely shouldn’t show her.”
“Agreed!” I said.
After a moment of thought, Paint tore the page out and handed it to me, then took the notebook back to the cupboard. I pocketed it with a final glance at the metal vertebra that looked remarkably like a cartoonish Mesmer squaring up for battle.
Someone had left a roll of no-residue marking tape on a box nearby. I grabbed a strip and stuck it onto the metal, with the ends curved up.
Now the thing had a goofy grin that possibly no one would recognize. But if there were any humans on the receiving end of this delivery, they ought to get a good laugh out of it.
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The ongoing backstory adventures of the main character from this book. More to come! And I am currently drafting a sequel!
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0tterp0p · 11 months
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trimax panel redraws with a little tristamp style mixed in :3
Here are the refs I used:
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silvadour · 6 months
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Attack on Titan S04E30 - Act 2 - "A Long Dream" Episode Director(s): Yuichiro Hayashi (林 祐一郎) & Tokio Igarashi (五十嵐 季旺) Chief Episode Director: Jun Shishido (宍戸 淳) Screenplay: Hiroshi Seko (瀬古 浩司) Key animator: Arifumi Imai (今井 有文) Storyboarder(s): Arifumi Imai (今井 有文) & Yuichiro Hayashi (林 祐一郎)
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woodlouseworm · 4 months
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melanie!
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fincalinde · 5 months
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I finally wrote the Wangxian Temple Sex Fix
How fortunate it was that there had been no misunderstanding after the groping incident in the bath!
Lost in the throes of passion, Lan Wangji pounded away as Wei Wuxian complained about how bad the sex was while also inexplicably urging him on. Then suddenly, Wei Wuxian said something that wasn't 'ow' or 'keep going'.
"Hey, Lan Zhan! Do you hear that?"
"No," said Lan Wangji.
Thud, thud, thud, went the bedframe.
Clink, clink, clink, went the small stones rattling against the outside of the window shutters. In the darkened street, Nie Huaisang scooped up another handful of pebbles and threw them. Most landed pitifully short of the window; the few that hit made barely any impact at all.
If only he'd trained harder! Then his aim would have been strong and true.
But as it was, his efforts were not enough to disturb the happy couple, who continued busily inventing love all through the night.
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Meanwhile, at the Guanyin Temple, Jin Guangyao and Lan Xichen conversed undisturbed.
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It's collab time again with the amazing @lilbeanz 🌻💚
For this days inktober: crabby
It was as always a delight beanz 🥰🌻
Have a nice day 💫🐝
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zahri-melitor · 22 days
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For @soleminisanction: don’t get too excited, this is literally all we got.
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(Green Arrow #9)
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etapereine · 2 months
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he’s back!
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gunsatthaphan · 2 months
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I am so glad I gave Cherry Magic a chance I was never sold on TayNew previously I felt they were really awkward around each other when they were PeteKao but that was 5 years ago so I am happy I gave them the benefit of the doubt because they are honestly so great as Karan and Achi
I never considered myself a huge taynew fan but for them to make this kind of comeback after 5 years with a show that we had to wait an entire year for and then for it to be such an A+ adaption is highkey iconic lol. KMA and DBK were fine but this is their best work no doubt. they're slowly climbing the ladder again for me lol. It was really worth the wait 🥺
xxx
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brittie-frog · 5 months
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Watching Day 7 from soulfire pov (Tubbo, Niki, then Tina's)
- "I'm on national TV!!" But not gonna be there for the actual event
- getting an army of 7 little observer guys and naming 4 of them (Rupert, Bertie, Scoob and Caramel)
- completing a scavenger hunt and then running around trying to find another zombie villager
- switch to Niki constantly dying and then for some reason spawning in global and dying to shit tonnes of mobs but being helped by Luffy back to base
- game crashing and not seeing the cinematic then being thrown into the event with an underequipped Pierre and done Bad
- Pierre logging off and constantly dying to Etoiles and Roier until their egg is half dead
- Tina logging on, being told "it's not worth it", their egg just being removed from the game and being switched to red team
- Cellbit still trying to get to the egg and instead killing Bad before understanding
- switch to Tina POV of just taking the event as a fun time running out red's base and getting to talk to more friends again
- sneaking up on Etoiles just to say 'ca va?' And joke pvp fight during inventory shuffle then get killed
- get the final hit on Etoiles to be the one to kill him and then while having a nice chat with Bagi get attacked by Etoiles as "revenge" and Bagi try to defend her
- having another chat with Bagi and Cellbit run up say "sorry" and throw a bomb blowing up his sister to then be chased by Tina
- Foolish try to attack Bagi and Tina defend her and hit Foolish
- "my dead wife!!" - calm down they haven't been on their date yet
- then the museum, Jaiden and Tina meant to be escorting Bagi home but Jaiden has to leave so Bagi takes Tina home the long way to spend more time together while being third wheeled by Luffy (but they gave teaduo the pretty boat and they're just a baby so it's fine)
I hope that red see that Bad is a valuable ally because he put his anger against them (both teams have every right yo be angry at each other) aside for the most part to actually be helpful - he's just a competitive guard dog. With Tina running Soulfire's PR department and crowdfundraising for Bad's therapy hopefully everything will be okay, at least when they get back home and there won't be too much long lasting contempt for him/Blue team.
Edit: I forgot to add the most hilarious moment - Tina sat in the middle of a group of people but zoomed in on the 4halo convo and reading Bad's bubbles where he's basically calling Tina useless and here just sat there like "wtf??" While laughing at how he just kept going on
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goldkirk · 3 months
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I think I’m finally writing a story fam
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marlynnofmany · 4 months
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Reading your old posts is fun and rewarding on many levels. Your blog is curated to exactly your taste, and sometimes you find delightful things you forgot about.
Like the tag "someday our couch will return from the war (garage)."
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