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gible-love-nibles · 3 months
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Help me make the most of freedom—
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—And of pleasure!
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(Gun warning for the last one)
Nothing ever lasts forever…
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When I tell you the end of his fight fucking GUTTED me like a fish bro. God. I love The Tale Down Under: Gold Edition
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gible-love-nibles · 4 months
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Some S.tarlo doodles, one from work, the rest from today. I, lov himb
You can thank @keyblade-ships for the idea of the last one
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gible-love-nibles · 23 days
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Heard this song floating around and made this in like. An hour. Got those robot brainworms rn. I do not know where they came from
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gible-love-nibles · 4 months
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I kept forgetting to throw these on here but here they are now. The last art of last year (first one), the first art of this year (second), and then a funny little bonus
For once, I used my brain (JOKE) and thought, "What if my last art of 2023 and my first art of 2024 connect somehow". And so I ended up with a couple of redraws(-ish) from the show
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gible-love-nibles · 6 months
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I passed out for several hours yesterday (JOKE), and when I woke up, this was finished on my Capcut. Enjoy, I suppose?
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gible-love-nibles · 8 months
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Safeshiptember Day 2: Masquerade
(noun) a false show or pretense / (verb) pretend to be someone or something one is not
I MADE IT!! It's a pretty fast drawing and I could've done a lot more with it, but I think the idea comes across. And of course I was gonna do D.escole for today, it would've been a crime not to
So as you can see, I took a much more, literal interpretation of the prompt. Replaying A.zran Le.gacy is doing things to my brain chemistry. I don't want to retype it all from Discord, but basically
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gible-love-nibles · 7 months
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Gilder doodle dump, he's infesting my brain so bad
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gible-love-nibles · 4 months
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I think about that spoiling line with S.tarlo. A lot. Absolute jaw drop for me
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gible-love-nibles · 5 months
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Saw this prompt list in Des' tag called Des.cember and. Well. You guys know me (extremely normal about this guy). So I'm gonna try and do a couple of these! (begging myself not to forget)
This is actually Day 2's prompt "Frozen Lake", and all I could think about was that scene near the beginning of AL, when the team finds A.urora crossing that giant frozen lake. They all jump onto it with pretty much no hesitation, but. What if one of them made another hesitate, even if just for a little bit?
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gible-love-nibles · 13 hours
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"The old and upright, what do they know? I'm all appetite, you'll help me to grow!"
Was thinking about this big bat the other day and this song and. Ough, these two's dynamic is so fun. I gotta talk about it sometime. But uhhh this drawing was mainly practice with some more dynamic poses. Need to work on those
But here you go, they dancin'. With no tension at all
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gible-love-nibles · 3 months
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@frozenhi-chews requested another D.esmond video, and I had the perfect idea for it, so who was I to refuse (this one also didn't come with an ask)
This sprang from one of @swallowed--by-the--sea's tags on one of my Des pieces:
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The answer is. Immediately. (It's actually from seeing R.aymond because she knows him— and more importantly, who he works for. But when presented with a funny answer, I pick the funny.) She would probably make a comment like this to him privately though.
Dipshit change your shoes (said with the utmost affection)
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gible-love-nibles · 10 months
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🎵 Put your hand in my hand! Turn me around the room! If there's gonna be dancin'…! Then I wanna dance with you! 🎵
Happy (late) G.host T.rick on Switch day. I can't get it quite yet, but I did finish drawing this last night (I've had the sketch for. A few months). I REMEMBERED something cool happening with my F/Os this time (barely, but that's beside the point).
Can't wait to get it, wanna see the funny man
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gible-love-nibles · 11 months
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"Wh— How did you solve this door's puzzle so quickly!? These symbols are utter nonsense.”
“Well, it's pretty simple when you realize that they're all depicting dragons in some way. Some are a lot more subtle than others, I'll admit. For example…”
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For context: it's a puzzle about finding the oldest type of dragon that I completely made up. Just for this scenario, for the autism. Yes, each of the symbols correlates to a different type of dragon. Yes, I put too much research into this. Yes, it is the Pepe Silvia meme, but like. Positive
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gible-love-nibles · 11 months
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There's monsters down there in the bottomless blue…
NOT LATE FOR MERMAY YEAAAA
Technically this is a redesign of an old mermaid design I made like, a few years ago? The general design is the same, but I like the new details. She's just a lil' beastie
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gible-love-nibles · 10 months
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Worldwide air trips take a lot out of you. Thankfully, you're not taking the trip alone.
I drew this like. A week ago at like 10 PM. The brainrot is gargantuan, I need to draw more of him. Need to kisse him
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gible-love-nibles · 8 months
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Kisses Under the K.onohana Branch
Safeshiptember Day 1: "Sharing your very first romantic kiss"
So I originally wasn't going to post this thing: leave this forever in my personal D.iscord server just to look at every now and again. Maybe share with some friends if they asked nicely.
But now I'm posting it here on the blog because it just so happened to be almost done when the prompt lists were coming out and it was basically Day One's prompt.
So. Yeah. Enjoy. Also I barely edited word choice here, I die like a man. (This is. So self-indulgent 🫡 AND it ran away from me at the end so. 🫡🫡🫡)
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A quiet afternoon underneath a tree overlooking the Nipponese countryside, brush in hand and easel at my side. The temperature was perfect, no one else for miles. What could be better than this?
Well… maybe my brush skills.
I frowned a bit at my work. I kept telling myself that practice made perfect, and that I hadn't used ink much. I was still getting the hang of it. But still… it was hard not to be a little frustrated that my painting didn't seem to be shaping up.
"Maybe I need to stop looking at it so hard,” I muttered to myself. I put my brush down and went to lay my back against the tree trunk. I sighed deeply as I slid down, taking in the peace of my surroundings.
Maybe just a quick nap… that would be the rest I needed.
But I perked up upon hearing a song play on the wind. The song from a flute. And it was close. Which meant only one thing.
I couldn't help but let out an annoyed huff.
Waka.
Of course I knew he meant no harm (he was extremely helpful actually)… but I was a touch irritated by the guy. He was too… perfect, I guess. Pretty (objectively), talented with a flute and a sword, could tell prophecies (supposedly)… what couldn't the guy do?
I closed my eyes to pretend I was asleep, hoping that maybe he wanted to bother someone else.
The music stopped, and I heard a branch rustle slightly from above. No sound of a landing.
"What marvelous work here."
No such luck then. Darn.
After a moment—
"Not even a hello? Have you fallen asleep?" He sounded… close. Too close.
I opened one eye, but both widened in surprise right after. Waka was almost right in my face: close enough that I could see where his hair cover didn't quite get every strand and some blonde locks poked to frame his face, or his piercing blue eyes or—
He pulled back with a smile and a chuckle, clearly enjoying my reaction. "Good morning, ma cherie."
"Hello, Waka," I said flatly. He didn't seem to mind as he went to sit down next to me. He met my cool stare at him back with a cool, charming smile.
"Enjoying this wonderful day, are we?"
"Mhm."
"And you're the one who's painting that lovely landscape?"
"Yes. I don't think it's quite as marvelous as you say it is though. The painting, not the land."
"Whyever not?"
"It's..." I struggled to find the words. "It's... not up to where I think it should be, I guess. There's a disconnect between my perceived skill and my actual skill."
"Hmm... are you having fun with that piece?"
"I... suppose so. It's nice being out here, at the very least."
"Then you should be focusing on that instead of if you're good enough. Focus on the positive, not the negative."
"Yeah... I guess you're right."
Waka made a satisfied sound in his throat and leaned back on the tree, eyes closed like he was going to take his own nap.
"...Do you ever get tired of being perfect?" I joked.
He cracked one eye open. "Perfect?" He let out the start of a laugh. "Ma cherie, I am anything but perfect."
It was meant as a tease, but it sounded almost... hollow. Like there was more loaded in that phrase than he was letting on. A tiny chill went through me.
"Wh-What do you mean by that?"
He noticed my shift in tone and tried to shift the topic. "The festival is shaping up to be the loveliest it's ever been this year."
"Waka..."
"What, with no more eight-headed beasts making snacks out of fair maidens."
"Waka."
"I'll have to try some of Kushi's famous sake—"
"Waka." He finally paused, but he didn't look at me. "You know I don't think you have to be perfect, right? I like you just how you are."
"...Thank you. But it's not about that."
"Then what was that about?"
"It's rude to say this to a lady, so forgive me... but I envy you, ma cherie."
"M-Me? Why me?"
"Well... not quite you, specifically. I envy... mortals."
"Ah. I get it." Waka sat up in surprise. "Well—! I think I can grasp it at least."
"How could you—"
"You're a celestial being, right? Can live way longer than a mortal. When you live that long... you're just... on a different playing field than everything else here. You stay the same while everything else moves around you. Fast."
"...Very wise. Very wise indeed. Soon, all you're left with is you… and your mistakes."
I started reaching out my hand to cover his hand, but I chickened out and opted to place it next to his. "I'm... so sorry Waka."
"Why are you apologizing? You didn't do anything."
"I know, it's just... I wish I could help—"
"It's long in the past now, and I'm trying to fix my messes. That's the best I can do now." Now he was covering my hand with his own hand. "Besides, you lending an ear is helping plenty."
"Just... focus on the positive, ok?"
Waka chuckled a bit. "That sounds familiar."
"I guess we're both hard on ourselves, huh?"
Waka didn't respond and looked down, losing the little smile he had.
"Hey…" He flicked his eyes to me. I started to open up my arms. "If you need anything, like an ear or a hug, just—“
Waka threw himself at me with so much force, it felt like Ammy tackling me. I landed with my back on the grass. Thankfully, it didn't hurt much.
Meanwhile, Waka held me in a bear-trap grip. He didn't say anything; I wasn't even sure if he knew he did it.
His hair cover was soft like bird feathers, and it was hard not to notice he smelled like stardust and peaches. I was really hoping he couldn't feel how hot my face felt.
Eventually (after me trying to give him some comfort by hesitantly rubbing his back), we were leaning back on the tree.
"…Apologies, ma cherie. I'm… not sure what came over me…"
“I-It's alright! All you really did was startle me. It's fine, really.”
He didn't look convinced. Silence.
I cleared my throat and stretched out my arms again. "Just… if you want to try again, without tackling me.”
It took him a few moments but he did hug me again. He was gentler this time, but there was still a noticeable grip. He rested his head on my shoulder and nuzzled into my neck. I felt myself getting warm again. Maybe to distract myself, I spoke up again.
"Listen… You don't— have to, be anyone for me. Wh-What I mean is… You don't have to be the Tao Master, or the great prophet, or the Moon Cave's protector, or whatever else people are calling you. You can just be… Waka. You don't have to impress me with any fancy title or power; I just like you how you are."
"…Really?"
"Really! Honest! That's the 100% truth."
Waka pulled himself up to look me in the face, and he just… stared. I couldn't read his expression.
Silence stretched on. I could feel each second passing slower and slower.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I cracked. "I— I'm sorry, I shouldn't've—“
I was stopped by Waka cupping my cheek with a hand.
"…Thank you, Clare. You don't know how much that means to me, ma lune."
He was smiling— a warm, genuine smile— as he leaned over and left a long, gentle kiss on my cheek. Time really did seem to freeze then.
His lips stayed on my cheek when he finished. "Ma lune…" He whispered.
I thought I felt my heart stop for a few seconds.
When he pulled back, Waka let out the start of a laugh and desperately tried not to follow it up. "I think I went a little too far." Despite his cool facade, his cheeks were dusted red.
"N-No!" I immediately retorted. "You didn't go too anything! I just…" My heart was still hammering, so I clasped a hand over it. Waka watched with amusement, but it was impossible not to see the affection in his gaze.
Quiet tried to settle in. Quiet for some reason, I didn't like.
"So… um…" The more I thought about the question I wanted to ask him, the more awkward it sounded. Still, I clearly had his attention by how his expression shifted to intrigue. Couldn't back down now. "Do girls… Er, are there… Other……"
Waka smiled and brought a hand up to my cheek again. "No. Just you." He stroked my cheek with his thumb as he cupped my other cheek and leaned in, only inches away from me now. "You have no need to worry about anything like that, ma cherie. You captured my heart the moment we met, and every second we spent together only snared me in more. There's nothing that'll change that."
I noticed that his eyes kept subtly darting to my lips. My heart thundered in my chest, and I felt myself holding my breath.
"…May I?" Waka finally whispered. "I promise I'll be gentle." I couldn't find my voice, so I nodded instead. "You're sure?" Another nod. "Alright. Just relax. No reason to be scared."
Hard to relax when you're so pretty and looking at me like that and—
Stop overthinking. That's why you're so nervous. Just... don't think so much. Breathe.
I let go of the breath I was holding. In, out. In, out.
"S-Sorry... Just... excited...? Anxious, b-but-! Excited."
Waka smiled, then took one of his hands from my face and cupped my chin with his index finger and thumb. If my face wasn't on fire before, it sure was now.
"I feel exactly the same, ma lune."
He tilted my head just enough to press his lips to mine in a soft sweet kiss. My heart felt like it exploded for a few seconds, but it calmed down as it went on and my eyes closed. It was pure bliss.
I was a little out of breath when Waka pulled away, just enough to stop the kiss but his lips were still next to mine.
"Do you know how long I've waited to do that? Far too long. But now... you have me completely. I'm going to stay by your side for the rest of time. I don't want to be without you again. I love you, Clare."
It took me a bit to really register what he said; my head was still swimming from the first kiss. But when it did hit me, I felt myself get all warm again.
Before I could think to try and hide my face, Waka captured my lips again, more excitedly than last time, more fervently. He wrapped his arms around my neck, and I melted in his arms.
I nuzzled my face into Waka's neck after that kiss, being very certain my face was on fire. Waka just chuckled and planted a little kiss on my head. "You're just adorable, baby~" He said, sweet as honey.
He then took one of my hands in his own, and started to kiss it. First each tip, then where each finger bent, then the back; then he turned it over and kissed the palm and the inside of my wrist.
I felt myself burning up all the while and a tiny shudder went through me from each little kiss. My throat would barely let me talk.
"W— W— Wa—"
I looked up enough to see that had gotten his attention, but my heart skipped from seeing how he looked at me. There was so much affection— raw, unfiltered love— in his gaze, my throat seized up.
"Yes, ma lune?" He asked, low and soft.
"Wh— What… are you— doing?"
His smile grew and he hummed a bit. "I suppose… I'm thanking you."
"Th-Thanking me? F-For what?"
"Oh… Too much to simply just say. There's so much you've done that you've never been properly thanked for."
"L… Like what?"
His eyes gained a small mischievous glint. He started to kiss up my arm; after each one, he'd have a thank-you and a reason at his lips.
I was hardly listening to any of them; I was too busy processing this affection.
Waka went up my arm, planted a few on my shoulder, a couple on my neck, then (with a little tilting of my head) went up to my jaw, my cheek, and then finally kissed the corner of my mouth before another quick kiss on the lips. Finally after that, he watched me for a bit before letting out the start of a laugh and touching my forehead with his.
"Oh ma lune… You make me the happiest man in Nippon."
It took a unbearably long time to find the words in my throat (though in real time, it was probably only a few seconds).
"W-Waka…"
"Hm?"
…I had to think long and hard on how I wanted to word this. "…Not that I… didn't enjoy that, but… could you, tone it down a bit for next time? Just a teeny tiny bit?" My voice became smaller with each word.
Waka was quiet, and I worried he didn't hear me. But then: "I really did go too far this time, didn't I?" His voice was caked in embarrassment.
"I-It's… it's alright. Really."
"I doubt that. I'm sorry, very sorry; it's just—"
"Been a long time?"
"…Yes. A very, very long time. …I'll tone it down from now on, or at least warn you beforehand. I promise." He was quiet again before adding a bit sheepishly: "It's fine to keep holding you, right?"
"It's fine Waka. You're very comfy."
He let out a sigh of relief and relaxation settled in. The wind blew through the field, bringing a pleasantly cool breeze.
"Clare?"
"Yeah?"
"…Thank you."
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