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damniteggs · 6 months
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showing up fashionably late to the Uncle Tello extravaganza caused by @somerandomdudelmao but I promise you in true STEM kid fashion, he probably keeps his keys on a carabiner with a remove before flight tag.
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sadghostgirl14 · 9 months
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ribbittrobbit · 8 months
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a wizard and her paramour
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edsearring · 4 months
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eskiinox · 2 months
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MORT HELLO FROM THE HALLOWOODS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (and bert cant forget bert) currently on 27 loving this podcast so much :D
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petz5 · 1 year
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this was supposed to be a warmup sketch but i decided last minute to slap colors on
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cambion-companion · 6 months
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(I'm sorry for bothering, I read you were open to prompts... and I'm dying, since I found out about this, for Raph finding out a very, very stupid Tav who screwed up against Harleep. Like. A Tav who is so random she-or he- found her way into the HoH completely randomly, or thought it would be a good idea to surprise him there. Really anything, as you wish, if you can, if it inspire you, if it amusé you ^^ have a great day !)
Not a bother at all, my dear! I am indeed open for Raphael prompts, always ;)
Hickory dickory dock. The mouse ran up the clock. The clock struck one, The mouse ran down, Hickory dickory dock.
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"Oh shit. Oh shit." A chill ran up Tav's spine as they sensed a sharp atmospheric shift inside the House of Hope. The air thickened and grew laden with the scent of sulfur and musk. Raphael stepped through a whirling portal of flame, his human face set grimly in an expression of anger.
"I am disappointed to see you here, pet."
"Raphael, it's not-"
"An errant mouse wreaking inane havoc in my house."
"Raphael I promise I didn't-"
"Silence." His voice was a dangerous purr, holding the promise of tortures unimagined. "You're being here is in direct defiance of clause three section b of our contract."
Tav had never felt his presence carry such fury before. They stammered for a moment, desperate to avoid conflict with the cambion. "Raphael..." Tav tried once more, tongue heavy around their words. "It was an accident! The diabolist in Baldur's Gate sent me here."
Raphael, still frowning sharply, allowed Tav to speak. Incendiary sparks of ash still floated around his form, but he seemed to calm somewhat as they tried explaining their mistake.
"The diabolist and I got into an altercation. She serves Mammon...pretty sure I remember that right." Tav continued. "I didn't know she was going to banish me here."
Raphael tilted his head, listening to the desperate squeaks of his favorite mortal. When Tav began rambling about the state they had found his house in when they'd arrived, he held up a quelling hand. "Enough. I believe your being here was not by your own volition however..." His voice lowered again. "...you brought with you the wretched chaos of your own world into my home."
Tav hesitated, tucking hair behind their ear nervously. "Not to be...blunt, Raph. But your house was kind of, um, disorderly when I got here." They pointed down the hallway in the direction of the dining room. "Your dinner table? An utter mess."
Raphael made a long low noise in the back of his throat, Tav ceased speaking at once under his piercing gaze. After a long moment he spoke again.
"You have not done lasting damage, nor pilfered any of my treasures. I know everything that happens in my house, little mouse. Every movement, every whisper does not go unmarked." His cunning eyes now swept the foyer carefully, lingering on each soul column. "After all, when the cat is away the mice will play." In one stride he took Tav's chin between his finger and thumb and tilted their head side to side. "Someone gifted you quite the disguise, sweetling." He pulled, causing Tav to stumble a couple small steps toward him till their chests brushed. "Did it give you a morsel of hope perhaps?"
Tav winced guiltily, gasping slightly as Raphael's fingers tightened in response, his aura darkening again.
"I have been so generous with you, Tav. Over and again forgiving your wayward insolence." Raphael's nose almost brushed against Tav's as he lent down. "Am I to believe you agreed to help my little Hope escape her shackles?"
Tav bent away slightly, the color draining from their face. "Only so I could obtain the disguise, Raphael. I never intended to help her."
"You lied?" Raphael sounded almost amused now. "And Hope believed you? What a desperate little Nightingale. Her cage is well-appointed. You were wise not to meddle." Raphael almost sighed as he released Tav with a slight push. "I do love the delicious sound of a soul being stripped bare and broken. However, such will not yet be your fate if you agree to assist me."
"In more than retrieving the Crown for you?" Tav asked, a knot forming in their stomach.
"Oh yes." Raphael placed a careful hand on his hip as he gesticulated with the other. "Restoring precious order. First accompany me to the soul cages, to converse with our Hope. Second, I will escort you to your Material Plane and you will deal with the diabolist of Mammon so that none will trespass in such a way again."
Tav frowned slightly, but nodded, they had little choice. "Thought you'd be more happy to see me." They frowned slightly.
"Don't pout, pet, it's unbecoming." Raphael seemed much more his charming self now, amused at Tav's muttered reproach. "After your journey is complete and the Crown is mine, you will be welcome in my house at any time." His smile twisted and his eyebrows arched. "You have my word."
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jenfoundabug · 2 months
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LONG
(Banana slug in Northern California)
Seriously just look at how large this creature is. And that face.
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piiinkfreak · 6 months
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My boooys!!! Lan Wangji was so hard to draw and i'm still not really sure about Wei Wuxian's skin tone... BUT all the trouble was worth it to draw the two of the togheter!!!
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i-bez-togo-toshno · 15 days
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if you're still taking requests, maybe yin yu? thanks!
Hi hello thank you for your request! Here you go yin yu the sad boy the depressed fellow who lives in my pocket
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rainystressed247 · 9 months
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EVEREST! :D
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chaoticcomposition · 11 months
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an asmodeus! my personal hc is that his hair ends in hot flame colours
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domina-luna-lune · 3 months
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Midnight Garden
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greenllamas · 1 year
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making a lookbook consisting of only my cc #1
i always thought it would be fun idea to attempt to make a sim using only my cc since ive made so much at this point so i finally did it! the only exceptions are the makeup (excluding eyeliner) and these glasses by ikari-sims but everything else is either base game or by me...obviously. I have to say the bratz collection has probably aged the best out of my collections so far but i think thats mostly because it was peak y2k fashion (which is hot now) i just had no idea when i was making it. the coven items definitely aged like rotten milk but thats ok 💚
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outfit 1: eyeliner | hair | clips | top | bottom | heels
outfit 2: hair | top | jeans | boots
outfit 3: hair | top | skirt | boots
outfit 4: hair | top | skirt | platforms
outfit 5: hair | necklace | jeans | platforms
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nemonclature · 3 months
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Can we talk about Sophie okonedo playing two powerful women brought down by their own hubris and high handedness and how she's played them so diametrically differently.
Fucking masterclass.
The costuming is also wildly different. Ingrid's modern, narrow silhouette, Siuan's soft and flowing femininity. The difference between a powerful women in (our) a world that despises feminine coding and one that celebrates it.
The slim lack of taking up space of Ingrid vs Siuans big dresses. (And there's another post about powerful white ladies and the parallels between Moraines big skirts and Diana Taverners same and how our knowledge of rich white European lady fashion and skirts-taking-up-space has influenced costumers when dressing upperclass white British ladies. And how WOC don't get access to that.)
But Okonedo oh my god. The hard coldness of Tierney's face. The immovable glacial statue of it. The vicious satisfaction that leaks out. Vs the ravages of Siuans face. The sorrow the exhaustion the pure humanity that shines out of her.
These two women. So similar, such similar behaviours and similar mistakes. And yet so wildly different. Honestly Okonedo is a gift. We are not worthy
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cardinal-hexation · 1 year
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Karma
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