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pulzerizedpeaches · 4 months
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more art for thumbnails watch the video here!
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pastelliek · 6 months
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School notebook doodles..
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v0idedduck · 10 months
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It was dawn when the moon fell in love with the sun,
And it got a glance of the others beauty.
It was dusk when the sun caught a glimpse of the moon,
And it's breath was swept away.
The moon was shy,rising and falling behind clouds,
Its cycle of nights accompanied by us stars.
The sun was bold,gleaming with pride in the sky,
Its rotating days spent gazing at humans.
The moon fell for the sun,
The sun fell for the moon.
In twisting agony I watch them both.
I hide in the day,
Brightening in the night.
The moon weeps for its lover,
Whilst the sun forces a smile.
I watch my sun and my moon,
Never together, always apart.
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pete-thecat · 6 months
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Son Of Marauders by Kyd_Lupin00 on Ao3 - written by me go check it out pretty please with cherries on top.
It’s Draco Malfoy x Orignial (Male) Character
Airakus Gatsby Rosier, son of Evan Rosier, adopted son (and godson) of Remus Lupin and Sirius Black explores life at Hogwarts as a Werewolf.
He deals with struggles around secrecy, his friendships, the shadow his parents cast on his life, his best friend Seamus and his problems, along with the difficult situation he lands himself in with none other than Draco Lucius Malfoy.
Right now I have around 15 chapters published, but I have 600 pages worth of story on my google drive and am ready to let this blow up (please Merlin)
GO READ IT PLEASEEEE ITS SO GOOD
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uss-copperright · 1 year
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New and interesting headcanon: RHM was about to propose (to Reginald) when Henry interrupted them in R
Think about it. They thought Henry was dead, and probably believed it would be the two of them running things from then on. Added bonus: following this timeline, they are already fiancées or possibly married in most other paths. I love the idea of a space wedding for them. I just thought of this, but I think it is really cute.
Thoughts? I’m really happy with it, and I might make art to go along with it if people like the idea
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vickycreator1 · 10 months
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Development update! I finally made the first pass of villains for my webcomic, these designs are not final tho. I wanted to get some concepts down so I can explore them before I made any final decisions. These villains will show up in the next pilot issue! and yes I am making Issue 2 which will also be a pilot. the reason is that issue 2 will be submitted for my school 2024 comic contest so yeah. I will be using my Tumblr as a development blog/art dump but I will also answer some questions when I get some! see yall soon!
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pastelideas · 3 months
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I'm gonna do more with this, but here's where it's at now.
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dead-goose97 · 1 year
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The Hero Made of Memories
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Running on the fields of wheat and grass
His golden hair illuminated by the morning sun
His breathtaking smile aimed towards myself
His freeing form running to the sea again
Secrets uttered, shared between us
Coexist in walls surrounding us
Fate is listening, hearing quietly
Waiting, stalking, almost fittingly
You put your hand against my cheek
The warmth and love never leaving me
I take your hand and keep it close
Praying our time hasn't come to a close
I charge forward and with confidence
Hoping to save his mind and heart
Only to find destiny,
Had other plans in my part
When death took my hand
He held onto the other
Crying foolishly- hoping to savour,
My warmth a little bit longer
He took my lips one final time
And sought out the meaning of life
Fate finally appeared,
Engulfed him in her shimmering appearance
I waited by his grave, not alive yet not dead
My name finally engraved, weeks after his final breath
And there i saw him one final time
Where we danced our hearts out till the end of days
Thats my hero, made of memories
Whose name was carved in walls and tablets
And whose love remains by my side
Till he wishes me to leave and bid him
Goodbye
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francoise-larouge · 1 year
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Le loup est revu.2 Paris 20é©FrançoiseLarouge
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geesegoosen · 1 year
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Salmonid Oc lore (Warning: Long Post)
So I went through the process of making a whole fake school of Salmonids with a backstory and everything. All because I wished to have a reason for my lil buddy to named Cutlet.
(TW for: blood and mentions of death further in the post)
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Cutlet comes from an aggressive school of salmonids that live far east of Inkopolis and Splatsville. Grizzco locations near where the Usurpers lurk is exclusive to skilled and seasoned turf war pros due to the schools volatility. Members of the Usurpers can be distinguished by the large amount of scars covering their bodies; even young fry will be littered with them.
The Usurpers is also home to a unique kind of boss Salmonid!
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Reef Piercer's are long nimble salmon adept at swiftly swimming through the heavily wooded waters it calls home. The sharp muzzles on their faces help them take down prey and predator alike. Sliding across the ground like the reefslider, these salmonids are hard to out run though their splash is no where near as big so you can dodge to the side easily.
When facing a Reef Piercer during a shift, get them to run into something so they get stuck. Getting them to slide of ledges into the ground, slide into walls or running into Cohocks and other boss Salmonids (Steelheads, Scrappers, Bigshots, Stingers or stunned Flipper Flops) will do the trick (with the added bonus of splatting whatever Salmonid they hit).
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The Culling Usurpers of the Timbered Low Eastern Tides got their name for good reason. The place they now inhabit use to be the territory of a King Salmonid known as 'The Great River King Timber Strike'. This Salmonid King is smaller then the Cohozuna known by Splatlandian youths but just as powerful. When attacking intruders to its home, Timber Strike would spit up explosive balls of inky sludge that would form pillars of the sludge akin to an inkstrike.
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despite the power held by Timber Strike its abilities where not enough to save its life. The Usurpers had been hunting for a suitable territory for a while before coming across the Timbered Tides. Seeing the rich resources of the tides they decided to invade.
Multiple waves of scouts and scavengers were sent in; with very few coming back. the salmonid that did return reported the King Salmonids existence to the rest of the school. Preparation began swiftly at the news: plans were made, resources gathered, weapons crafted and vehicles tuned. They were not going to fail.
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The attack caught the king off guard. Chum and Cohocks worked with the Fly Fish and Slammin' lids to tie the king down. The strongest of the Cohocks were put in charge of hold the king in place. Ropes restricted movement and the ones tied around the kings throat prevented retaliation. Through struggling the king grew too tired to fight allowing the rest of the school to come in and end the King's rule.
At the defeat of the King the salmons of nearby schools dubbed the attacking school the 'Culling Usurpers of the Timbered Low Eastern Tides'. Their legacy spread from school to school and mentions of their practices grew more wild and outlandish, from eating the weak fry to killing their leader every few months so a stronger could take their place. Whether any of that was true or not they didn't care, all that mattered was that they were feared.
No one could Usurp the Usurpers'
Hope you like my silly salmonid lore! Also sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes I missed when editing.
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pulzerizedpeaches · 9 months
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drish1121 · 5 months
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Met him through the pages, in an unknown tale, fell in love with him in a surreal manner, and then I let go of him in agony and tears, I waited for him under the stars and heavens and had an idyllic epilogue with him at the end. He was my safe haven, and I was his hue of blue.
I lived thousands of lives, played different roles, in multifarious tales and he was mine in all.
-drish
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schweebadee · 1 year
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i wonder if my mascara had run
if the black static i see in the corner of my eyes
is my doing?
as it meshes with the navy of the sky
the clouds grow into faces and
birds and
trees
the clouds pass from the wind, i can hear it perfectly, and reveal the stars
i think
but the black static meshes with the sky
and i’m unsure if what i see is real
i need someone to shake me and say
-‘its real, its real, its real’
but I’m alone in my room and
black static meshes with the sky
and I’m alone and i don’t feel real
i don’t feel
real?
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blankbooks · 1 year
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the musings of glass
Sand is a mix of the mundane, the pretty, and the ugly. But glass… glass is the result of heat so unbearable that sand has no choice but to merge all its parts and… be. 
The result of sand is always prettier. 
I'm a glass statue, standing so utterly still under their gaze. I wonder if it's comforting to them. The stillness, the peace, the beauty of my petrified form.  I wonder if they can see me, or if their eyes just barely miss my silhouette. I wonder if they can see the cracks in the glass. I wonder whether it’s the process of breaking that I’m showing, or if it's the pieces I’ve had to glue back together. Maybe it’s both. 
I wonder if I’m strong. Fragile? 
If I shatter and my pieces are unrecognizable on the floor and if the noise is so loud and the mess is so ugly…
will they stop seeing through me?
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arachnidlily · 9 months
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[OC] thanks to @/panpancakes09 on twt for participating in the art palette challenge with me!
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neuralburn · 9 months
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GOD FEARS WOMEN
God fears women
The way our body was designed
Every curve, every vein
Keeping every man inclined
You hate what you made
No mother would align
Distance from creation
Women could never find the time
To be a woman is to perform
To only ever half open the door
To be shown off or hidden
Never live the life you longfored
You'd look prettier if you smiled
What have we got to smile for
Existence is a walking contradiction
The Madonna, crone and whore
- Neural, 2023
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