#iris mole

[nyaagolor]

Assorted little guys that got stuck in the sketch stage

#ace attorney #misty fey #morgan fey #sister iris #dahlia hawthorne #judge ace attorney #yanni yogi #frank sahwit #misty is an otter (so are her daughters) while morgan is a stoat (so are her daughters) #judge is a great horned owl #yanni is a pug and sahwit is a mole #gyaku shaun sai hanri au #furry #mod vex #vex art

[cvltofdemons]

Sorry I love them

#doodles #illustration #qsmp #qsmp fanart #qsmp purgatory #qsmp luffy #qsmp iris #qsmp Barriguinha mole #qsmp iris Barriguinha mole #sketch #little fucking babies love them #might draw trousers and anna later

[bloodpen-to-paper]

Baghera: "Are you ok Iris?"

Charlie: "Oh god, did you name it?"

its joever she's imprinted

#liveblogging #mcyt #mcyt quotes #qsmp #qsmp quotes #qsmp purgatory #team bolas rojas #baghera jones #slimecicle #qsmp iris #qsmp barriguinha mole

[assorted-things-n-stuff]

Iris & Anna

I love these creatures

#qsmp #qsmp fanart #my art #qsmp purgatory #qsmp barriguinha mole #qsmp iris #qsmp anna #rising from the dead to post purgatory fanart because I’ve been binging red pov

[alteredsilicone]

During the New War, Drifter has trouble remembering Ballas' name which seems nonsensical, but my personal headcanon is that the Duviri spirals screwed with their sense of time and memories so much that they basically forgot everything that wasn't in Duviri.

#wf tag #tbh this fits with Viri perfectly #cuz like #Operator Viri was brainwashed so hard she didnt even know her own name #Drifter Viri was a victim of the spiral #she does remember her name #its like the only thing she had left #but once operator and drifter merged it literally ended with her not knowing what is and isnt an actual memory of hers #the cruel irony that the only reason she now knows what her father looked like #is because she saw volands human face #and yknow #identical twins and all #(tho her father didnt have a mole RUH ROH PLOT TWIST) #ok viri remembered TWO things - her own name and Iris #everything else was lost #buts he clung to her lovers memory like a drowning person clings to a plank

[eternallydreaminggf]

that video was genuinely very bad so many things wrong with it

#'i look so gay.' typical gen z look #'i was checking everyones outfits' sexuality is not a stylee lol #iris slayed though I eat what i have. AND they voted her off anyways even though she was totally the archetypal #acyrlics and short height but really actually homosexual. Lesbian #the . alisa thing.... 😦 #also the mole the whole time kept saying oh things were so bad for my partner #oh my parents wrre fine with it they were glad i wasnt asexual #CLEARLY. u have no idea what its like #bc people are still so homophobic to this day

[abusivelittlebunny]

YOU ARE FREEEEEEEE 💖💖💖💖💖💖 so glad you got it back i was freaking out fr

Not more than me I could hear the fucking titanic music start playing in the background lmfao but tumblr decided that I may live another day and I'll honor that by diving back into writing smut if I can't draw and post any

#irie my beloved was laying flowers on my coffin and i crawled out like a dying sickly mole #just after i finished watching logan too this is a sign fr #a sign for me to sexualize that old man

[iris-nonsense]

AN EVA!!!!

#this is so cool i love giant robots #also obviously kokichi wasn't evil even if he was the mole #iris reads jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk manga spoilers #kokichi muta

[zeldasnotes]

𝔓𝔥𝔶𝔰𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔩 𝔄𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔑𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔰

Cancer Rising can have the iris close to the inner corner of the eye.

Lilith in the 2nd house makes the face very sexy while Lilith in the 1st house makes the body sexy.

Capricorn Risings have the corner of the lips pointing downwards. Their appearance can sometimes give the impression of being dissatisfied unless they have strong Venus influence.

Taurus Mars usually have gorgeous skin. They look smooth almost like they have been airbrushed. Also a natural sensuality to them.

Gemini and Sagittarius Risings looks so good in glasses and bangs.

I know Ive said it a thousand times but Lilith Square Ascendant gives such an intimidating look. Think a naked person in a haunted house. Lol thats how I describe this placement.

Mars in the 1st house can give very noticeable hair, but I also noticed it can give someone drier hair even if nobody in the family got dry hair.

People with Lilith in the 4th house/Cancer might want a boobjob. They can be very insecure about their breasts.

Mars conjunct Midheaven can give very strong bone structure, for example Angelina Jolie.

Ptah(5011) conjunct Ascendant gives a beautiful face. Ptah was even called ”Ptah the beautiful face” or ”Benevolent of face”.

Libra Rising/Venus in the 1st or 2nd house can give a very prominent cupids bow.

A lot of Aries Risings have a widows peak.

A lot of Aries Risings also have a shape to the nose and eyebrows that makes them look like the symbol of Aries.

People with Neptune aspecting personal planets look like someone sprayed glow mist on them. A natural glow to the skin almost like a filter.

A lot of Scorpio Risings have a very square nose for example Justin Bieber.

Cancer Risings can have a sneaky, shifty look to the eyes. Especially those with the rounder face. Those with the oblong face usually have a more innocent look.

Cancer and Taurus Risings can have a deer look with very round eyes and long eyelashes.

10th house and Capricorn placements might have teeth that stands out, very likely to have braces at some point in their life.

Scorpio Rising can give very pointy eyebrows that looks naturally plucked.

Scorpio placements can also create a lot of shadows in the face making the face more mysterious. Especially around the eyes.

Libra Risings/Venus 1st house can have a mouth thats always slightly open or the corner of the mouth point upwards so that it looks like they are always smiling.

Scorpio Placements have a hard time with scarhealing. If they get a scar from an accident or acne it can stay for the rest of their lives unless they treat it. Thats also why they are so vindictive lol, even their physical body gets over stuff slowly.

Dainty(9758) conjunct Ascendant makes someone look delicate. Can also make someone look petite.

Ive seen a lot of Cancer Risings have a mole near the nasolabial fold.

Virgo Risings have a ”out of this world” beauty too just like Pisces Risings.

Virgo & Capricorn influence can make someone very petite.

Lilith 2nd house have very beautiful and attractive lips. Can have a beautiful shape and a darker tone to the lips almost like they have lipstick or lipliner.

Aquarius Risings have such beautiful arms and legs.

Venus 8th house have nice ”holes” so their reproductive organs, anus, lips, nosestrils and eyes are good looking.

Aphrodite(1388) conjunct Mars can give really long eyelashes. For example Tupac who got this placement.

Leo Risings have this naughty look almost like they are slightly laughing at you.

Capricorn Risings get pigment spots very easily. They have very sensitive skin.

People with strong Neptune influence can have bigger eyelids that cover half of their eye. Depends on cultural background too ofc. For example Marilyn Monroe who got Neptune in the 1st house and her famous half closed eyes look.

Venus 1st house people usually have a beauty mark somewhere, for example beyonce who have it beside one of her eyebrows. My sister with Venus in the 1st house have the exact same one.

Jupiter in the 1st house can give a curved body shape no matter how skinny you are you look curvy.

Ceres 1st house, Virgo Rising and Cancer Risings can have a protruding belly.

Ceres 1st house can also make someone look very plump and cute like Marilyn Monroe.

Capricorn placements have hair that looks styled even if its not. Ive noticed that with so many Cap Sun. Even if they dont give a shit about their hair it looks like they had a professional cut. Same with Cap men and their beard.

© 2023 Zeldas Notes

#astro notes #astrology #astro observations #astronotes #ascendant #lilith #birth chart readings

[celestialprincesse]

How do you think the taskforce would react to Y/N being a triplet? 🤔

Like she's sitting at a cafe somewhere, she bumps into the others and then BAM 2 other identical versions of her appear 👯‍♀️

OHHH they would be SO confused I love it.

When you offered to introduce your sisters to the Taskforce, getting an enthusiastic 'yes' was the last thing you'd expected. Apart from MacTavish. He wants to date your sister so that he and Simon will eventually become brothers and morally obligated to hang out on holidays.

What they don't expect, is you walking into the pub flanked by two carbon copies of, well, you. "Steamin' fuckin' Jesus." Johnny huffs, whilst Simon sits there kind of smug in the knowledge that he's the only one that knows that not only are you one of three, but also that you and your sisters are more identical than the twins from the shining on speed. The only visible difference between you, Florence and Iris is the dimple on Florence's left cheek and the mole above Iris' eyebrow. Other than that, you're the same. Although you were all born on the same day, Florence was the first to come out, followed by Iris, and then finally you. Three, identical triplets.

Johnny looks like he's living his wet dream, Gaz looks at Iris like she's just hung the stars in the sky, and Simon looks at you with a love that is only yours. "Guys, these are my sisters." You introduce warmly, encouraging the two to introduce themselves, all whilst you shoo the boys out of the way to make space for the three of you. "There's three of ye." Johnny observes, still a little dumbstruck. "Three of ye and yous all look the same." "Yes, MacTavish, you've never heard of triplets before?" "Jus did no expect for ye to look quite so similar. Ye knew about this Ghost?"

Simon just gives a little nod, pulling you into his side with a soft kiss to your temple whilst Florence and Iris get chatting to the others, just as charismatic as you are.

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wrote this whilst attempting to pack so it's a little short but it's such a good idea so I'm tempted to add to it when I get the chance😚

#cod mwii #cod mw2 #tf 141 #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #Simon ghost Riley x f!reader #Simon ghost Riley x yn #Simon Riley x reader #simon riley x f!reader #Simon Riley x yn #Simon riley #ghost x reader #ghost x f!reader #ghost x y/n #ghost simon riley #ghost mw2 #simon riley x you #ghost cod #simon ghost x reader #simon riley x y/n #simon riley cod #ghost call of duty #cod ghost #cod #cod simon riley #ghost #ghost riley #call of duty #Angies asks!

[raincandyart]

Symmetrically / Different

[ID: Art of Iris and Dahlia Hawthorne, identical twins. The canvas is perfectly symmetrical, everything the same but flipped on the left side of it. The right side is Dahlia Hawthorne, smiling at Iris while back to back with her sister. The backs of their heads pressed against each other as they lean against the other. Dahlias hair is a lighter ginger, her skin tone ever slightly more warm and she has a mole under her right eye. There is a giant green magatama behind her head, the left side of it slightly covered by the side of her face. The magatama bleeds the same red as the bright red canvas background. Underneath the magatama, there are three neonish green, magatama colour matching, diamond shapes with Dahlias lace dress pattern in them. Two of the diamonds are cut off by the screen. Above the magatama, in the corner, there's more triangles and diamond shape patterns in reds and greens. Towards the middle of the canvas, there's a swirling green coloured to match the magatama, and a red like the blood, love heart that curls in the middle. Iris' side is the same as Dahlias, but flipped. Her expression is upset as she looks at her sister, with pushed in brows and a slight frown. Her hair is more artificially red with dark roots, her mole just below her mouth on the left of her face, and her torso is very slightly thicker than her twins. The poison heart shaped necklace is chained around the two twins, keeping them stuck leaning against each other. The necklace faintly glows, leaking symmetrical tears that turn into blood. /end ID]

#ace attorney #described #art #described art #drawing #digital art #digital artwork #ace attorney trials and tribulations #dahlia hawthorne #iris hawthorne #iris fey #chinami miyanagi #satoko mukui #dahlia plantule #Meiliu Qiannaimei #wujiuing lizi #ayame miyanagi #hazakurain ayame #yeyingyuan caiya #eyestrain #tw eyestrain

[mpekamitzii]

More shenanigans of my bird guy

Text transcript +images id under the cut !

First image: On the top left corner there is a greyscale portrait of a man in his 20s with short messy dark hair and a few feathers, multiple moles and marks on his face with pierced ears. His eyes are a striking orange colour against the black and white. He is smiling gently at the camera.there are notes next to him reading:

-Hair texture inconsistent,stray hairs might turn into feathers

-Lots of moles/freckles/acne scars

-unusual eyebrow shape that resembles owls' ear tuffs. The fringe is darker than the rest of the hair for the same reason.

-pierced ears

-third eyelid

-subtle expressions/ quiet demeanor

Below that there is a stylised drawing of a Eurasian Eagle owl and two separate drawings of Ryan's eye, one has the iris a light brown color and the other an orange color. The notes say:

-masked eyes (Light brown) / natural eyes (Bright orange)

Below that there is another drawing of a Eurasian eagle owl with a real life reference picture next to it and two simple sketches of ryan illustrating the text below.

-remember! Owls cannot roll their eyes so Ryan instinctively turns his head around to inspect.

Second image: two comic panels. First panel shows a woman with long hair poking ryan in the back, saying "yo", and the second panel shows him turning his neck 180 degrees like an owl replying "no touching". The girl screams "CHRIST ALMIGHTY DONT DO THAT AGAI-"

Third image: two drawings of ryan giving the side eye, showcasing how big his irises are with the sclera only showing when he looks sideways. Below that there is the same action but it's two sketches of a dog also giving the side eye illustrating how similar they are.

End id

#he is so silly. the silliest even #mitzdraws #death strands #art #drawing #original character #digital art #character design #owl

[polaesims]

Sim Drop

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→ You can use them in your game, and posts, style them however you want

→ PLEASE DO NOT CHANGE THEIR APPEARANCE ie. Skin colour, features, genetics

#ts3 #ts3 simblr #simblr #ts3 cc #simmer #sim drop #download #sim download

[bloodpen-to-paper]

"Iris can you do that for like 5 more seconds? I need to finish imprinting" - Charlie Slimecicle

#liveblogging #mcyt #mcyt quotes #qsmp #qsmp quotes #qsmp purgatory #team bolas rojas #slimecicle #qsmp iris #qsmp barriguinha mole

[lidiasloca]

nightly dangereous (azriel x reader)

summary: bewitched or not, you were certain the spymaster had a dangerous pull on you that would only lead you to peril.

a/n: just a thought i had as i listened to so it goes by taylor swift on repeat. not proofread.

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Something must have triggered you.

Something that made the need within your soul crawl up to the surface; to your heated skin, your clenched fists, your blinking eyes, your vulnerable neck.

And as your eyes watched the mysterious male, you swore you could hear the gunfire of the race.

Who is he?

For a moment, it made you wonder - his sharp eyes fixated on you - if you were truly the racer. 

It made you wonder if you actually were his aim. Or his prey, considering the male’s preference for carrying deadly weapons and the shadows around him that seemed to asses you from afar. 

“Who is he?” you breathed.

“The spymaster of the Night Court,” your friend answered simply before turning again - as if she didn’t care the least. As if her mind hadn’t forced her to keep staring like yours had.

Maybe it was just you, then. Just you that he had bewitched into obsession. 

But her anwer wasn’t enough. Not at all. 

Who is he?

Tales of love poisons and of arrows of passion ran across your head until a waiter showed up in front of your table, a tray with an expensive-looking bottle resting on it fancily. 

And the bubble exploded. The loud noise of the bar returned strongly; the screams of merry, the bright lights, and the dizzying drunken atmosphere.

“We didn't order this,” Alexandra told the waiter.

But he had already poured the old wine into your heart-shaped glasses. “The gentleman over there did.”

Your friend just shrugged and reached for a glass, returning to her conversation elsewhere. 

But you were not as unfazed as her. Not by a long shot. Not as you found the gifter's eyes on you. Not as you got up from your chair and dared a step. And another, and another, and-

“Hello.”

He spoke softly and you were surprised at how perfectly you could hear him even though the loud noise. His voice was gentle, like a caress. A sinful whisper in the dark that your mind had already marked all your senses with.

Your mouth felt numb, making it impossible for you to form an answer, which made him raise an expectant eyebrow. The crease forming on his forehead led you to the sight of his dark hair, darker than his hazel eyes; eyes golden like suns even in the darkened room. 

Everything about him looked methodically crafted to haunt your nights. Every texture, every scar, every mole, every shade of color in his iris would forever linger in your mind.

He looked like the night itself. Mysterious, dark, and dangerous.

You thought about what dark, deadly things his hands did once they held one of the many daggers he carried. 

The Spymaster of the Night Court, was your only thought as you peered down to his hands, curiosity taking the better of you, as it always did. But the quick gaze was not as fast as how his hands moved to clasp behind his back, ruining any visual for your foolish thoughts. 

“Are you not going to say anything?” he purred amused, avoiding the mention of your curious eyes. 

One of his shadows wandered closer to you, wrapping swiftly on your wrist to then going back to him - as if called. 

You reddened, embarrassed at your own lack of politeness, having left him unanswered as you eyed him.

“Hi,” you mumbled distractedly as you watched his eyes trail your body up and down, looking so concentrated you though he was committing you to memory. 

He at last lifted his eyes to meet with yours. 

“What’s your name?”

“Y/n.”

He smirked flirtatiously - as if he had already known. As if everything you said or did, he had already planned so; like pieces he had placed himself for you to push.

You were certain he was perfectly conscious of how he had the upper hand in this game.

“And… what are you here for?” he asked.

The part inside you that called for dander, that called for the feeling of instability and fun told you you could pretend you understood the game, pretend you were playing as well. 

And so you returned his smirk.

“You send a bottle of wine to my table.”

He didn’t react to your change of demeanor - as if he had predicted it too. His smirk remained unfaltering. His voice laced with his usual mischief when he replied. “I did.”

“So I came here to thank you,” you continued, allowing yourself to take in his beauty again. You felt his eyes following the journey of yours across his face. It raced your heartbeat. “Personally.”

“Who said it was for you and not your friend?” he teased.

You let an intended silence unfold, not once breaking eye contact. “The fact that you had been staring at me the whole night told me as much,” you eventually said, using your most innocent tone. 

He grinned wide, one of his hand going to comb his black hair back, allowing you a proper visual of it. 

Scarred - his hand was brutally scarred.

He coughed softly as his hand returned where it had been hidden when he noticed your staring. You decided it was best to move on, you had the rest of the night to ask him about it. 

So you returned to your question. “Are you going to deny it?” you asked, though you both remembered the way your eyes had found eachothers during the night. 

 He bliked and took a step towards you slowly. “I am not.”

You stilled; his lethal presence now closer to you told you both to run and to jump into the peril. 

You were debating which choice was best when he brought his hand to your arm. Cold and scarred, yet his touch felt more intoxicating than any alcohol you could’ve drank. Felt more real than seeing him infont of you.

You took a step closer; the latter option, then. 

Maybe it was that you were tipsy or maybe it was that he was intoxicating you with his closeness, but your mouth let the words out before your brain could discard them. “Are you some sort of magician?”

The sound of his chuckle made a smile to bloom on your flushed face. 

“Why do you ask?”

“Just answer.

“I am not.” He ran a single finger down your arm, causing goosebumps to rise on the path he marked. Then he abandoned your arm and hid his hand again. “But I’m a shadowsinger, if that could ever compare,” he joked.

“It could never compare,” you told him sarcastacally.

“No?”

“No.”

He hummed with a smirk on his face, as if lost in thought. 

“What?” you inquired, curious about his thoughtful silence.

“You haven’t asked my name yet.”

So there was a piece you hadn’t pushed yet. 

You told yourself that if you were truly playing this game with him, you had to comply. “What’s your name?”

He smirked. “Azriel.”

A beautiful name. 

Azriel, your mind repeated like a prayer. 

You genuinely considered if this male had cast some sort of spell on you.

And as you watched his feline smirk you couldn’t help but start growing surer. 

Azriel.

-Characters by Sarah J. Maas

i literally need to focus on the delicately fic fr fr. mmm - with this one i decided to try better with the inner monologue, which i usually don’t get too deep about. well, i hope u liked this :)).

#azriel x reader #azriel angst #azriel #azriel x female!reader #azriel fluff #azriel acotar #azriel x you #azriel shadowsinger #azriel x y/n #acotar fic #azriel fanfic #azriel fic

[satans-codpiece]

for those prompts... 18 w ram though

of all the ones to catch you attention you had to pick this one??? sob

18– Write about your ship spending a peaceful moment together that they think might be their last.

The engines turn, the ship descends. Unoccupied, the cockpit beeps that the autoland procedure is underway.

The omnic before you hardly looks like the proud leader you've known him to be. Ramattra sits, hunched over, on one of the bay's benches. His shoulders are bare, his cowl wrapped up in his hands, the long tails coiled limply at his feet. Gold shines as he shifts the cloth, thumb stroking just below the symbol of the Iris.

You don't say anything as you approach. There's nothing to say; you're already landing. In a moment, the doors will open and... You sigh, cast the thought away. It's not here yet. Whatever happens, happens.

"A show of good faith." He says. His own words, though perhaps you think they were originally his friend's. It's all resolution, commitment. He's going to do this, even if every risk assessment he runs makes him want to take command of the ship back, to fly as far as he can and just- just-

"I know." You lay your head against his exposed upper arm. Your fingers thread between his.

There's many things he wants to say: he's sorry you'll pay for your involvement with him; Overwatch will be kinder to you than Talon; he'll negotiate your safety; do you regret this- any of this?; is he doing the right thing?; if he doesn't see you... He stops. He won't say any of that. Instead he turns, brings his other hand to your cheek and looks at you. He's memorized your face a hundred times, but here- here he catalogues everything he can see. Freckles, wrinkles, moles- every pore, every hair. If he doesn't see you again...

He leans forward and you meet him halfway, pressing your forehead against his array. He's warm, spooled up with anxiety.

Once, he heard when humans die they see their lives. Their organic brain rifles through memories, pulling files at random. And this, here. Your skin pressed against him, your eyelashes laid gently over your cheeks as you close your eyes. The low hum of the engines, of his own machinery, the gentle wind of your breathing.

"I love you." The words break the scene, but they make you smile. He doesn't focus on the trembling of your lips, on the wetness that gathers at the corners of your eyes.

Ramattra doesn't know what happens to Omnics as they die, doesn't know what errors he'll see.

He hopes it's you.

#kat answers #Ramattra #Ramattra x Reader #angst #wait is this peaceful? oops