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maraariana01 · 16 days
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seen a lotta people compare Gummigoo from tadc to Starlo from uty. which is neat. i do think they would be friends :] but its also really funny to me bc like. yea. Starlo is similar ig but are we forgetting that Virgil exists. you know. the guy also from uty that literally looks like a cowboy crocodile (or at least a lizard). who is also a bandit. you know. him
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like im just sayingggg
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static-scribblez · 5 months
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Man I love litwtc’s new mascot
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anonymocha · 2 months
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Based on the movie poster of Solntse Svetit Vsem
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shmorp-mcdurgen · 8 months
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Oh ye, monster au time
Updated Evelin and Thatcher’s designs a bit, and also finally drew Jonah in this au-
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m1d-45 · 1 year
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i need MISERY and SADNESS and ANGST !
reader absolutely sobbing to bird xiao. i mean fucking wailing, man.
our birdie was going about his usual business, peeping around, looking for any possible dangers, maybe bring back a nice acorn. once he’s done, he’ll fly back to us, glad to report — (chirp a few times) — that the area is safe.
but instead of finding you eagerly awaiting him with an outstretched hand, he finds you curled in on yourself, stifling sobs.
he lands on the ground in front of you, worriedly hopping past the squirrels and deer nudging various forest tributes to you. he peeps once, but you don’t respond. he peeps a second time, and this warrants an answer.
you weakly unfurl yourself, willing your head upwards.
xiao now notices the state of your clothes. tattered, dirty, and dampened with what he hopes is just a peculiar blue juice.
he then meets a pair of reddened, glossy eyes. your cheek was scratched, and your now visible hands badly scraped. he chirps in concern, flapping his wings and hopping closer to your face.
that same face scrunches once again, as you curl your head back into your knees. as another sob escapes, you only wordlessly produce a few almonds from your pocket. you only whimpered an apology as a deer laid at your feet.
the almonds were not what he wanted. he did not need an apology for- what? a lack of attention? no, none of that. he only wanted you to be happy. how had he failed you again? he was a disgrace to the adepti, he was surely deserving of avid punishment. perhaps the loss of a finger would serve well. or two, after all, he had been too selfish and ignorant to save you. why was he even aIive? why was he ever even born? such a faiIure should never have been —
his inner monologue was cut off by an offering of a hand instead. you shakily nudged him with your index finger, making him release a squeak.
“hey.. i said i’m fine, right? please eat. you’re always so hungry.”
you sniffled.
“i can find some plants, and-“
but the sobs only continued.
“and fix it..”
your hand went limp as your cries shook your body. you didn’t even bother to weep silently anymore.
the squirrels chittered, the approaching raccoon held a rock in its small hands as an offering. a deer sniffed your head as you curled into fetal position again.
“i didn’t want this- i- i didn’t want to—”
i was just having fun, why did- how did it come this far?-”
a rabbit hopped closer.
“i want to go home. i miss my mom, i miss my dad, i miss their hugs-”
the deer at your feet nudged your leg.
“why can’t i just die aIready?”
xiao squealed, flapping his little wings furiously. he chirped and chirped, trying to bring you back to your senses.
he’d seen this thing time and time again- the form taken by relinquishment. once the thought was spoken, it could only end in misfortune.
he knew this was only a psychological effect, of course. to lose a battle when a small part of you wants to. to become careless and fall asleep on a thinly frozen lake. or, to intentionally cause one’s own end.
but that would not stop him from bringing you charms of good fortune in the following days. talisman to ward off draining spirits, necklaces and bracelets he personally imbued with evil-vanquishing power.
it did not stop him from distancing himself from you, in fear his karmic binds had effected you. that they were having the same effect on you as his siblings- as himself.
he had to protect you.
it was his duty.
-owl anon RAAAHH
i’m sorry this got so long, my thumbs go *taptaptaptap* on my keyboard while i just watch
oh…. you get it.
(under the readmore because my fingers tend to go)
xiao blessing small pebbles with adeptal energy, ignoring how it stings his hands as he wraps it in a leaf. as the one enchanting the stone, he’s granted a small amount of grace, but protection charms always tended to hiss at his karma.
he picks it up with his claws, flapping up and into the skies of liyue. he always brings you small gifts, and he knows you keep them, at least for a little while. he’s not sure if the magic is absorbed into you, if it fades, or if you simply lose them—some small part of him is satisfied at the image of mountain shaper being repelled by a simple stone—but he brings them to you faithfully. you always greet him the same way, and anticipation begins to bubbles under his skin at the thought.
he loves seeing you.
…but not like this.
your tree is more crowded than usual, various small wildlife surrounding you. nothing big, nothing threatening—the deer hesitate at the treeline, huffing and pawing at the ground—but worrying for certain.
he gives his same warning cry he always does, but you don’t step out to greet him. he has to duck beneath the leaves, and he sees you… crying.
he freezes, dropping a few inches in his shock, but quickly recovers.
(he can’t hesitate. he can’t pause. there’s no time for his own problems when you are in pain-)
he lands on your arm, bumping his head to yours and giving you a small chirp.
(please be okay. please be okay. please let the teal grass around you be lighting, or his bird eyes. please.)
another bump. another chirp. he reaches and pulls a leaf from your hair, turning to drop it away, and when he looks back you managed to lift your head.
he can’t stop the way he jumps, flapping to regain his balance at the smear of blue across your face.
“oh… hello there, little friend.”
he can’t even bring himself to be as happy as he normally is at your voice.
you take the wrapped rock from your claws, both you and the leaf unfurling. the blue stone glitters, and you smile slightly. from his new perch on your wrist and your shift in posture, he can’t help but notice more and more tragic details about you.
a slash across your waist, the cloth of your shirt clinging to your skin. the dirt across your skin, the tracks of tears down your cheeks.
“th-“ you cough, and the stone in your hand pulses outside of your view. “thank you, pretty bird.”
some part of him hopes that the stone brings you some joy. that you can absorb some of his magic- hell, he’d enchant it again if he needed to, expending every drop of energy he had of it meant you didn’t have to cry.
but not even the beauty of the earth can mend the tragedy of betrayal.
if anything, you cry more, curling up again in an attempt to hide from the world that wanted you dead. concerned cheeps slip from his beak as easily as the rabbits and birds around you hop closer. none dare to get as close as he, but acorns and river stones and pushed towards you, a ring of offerings surrounding their god.
“sorry,” you stutter, your voice choked, and he wonders why you’re apologizing. “i- i still-“ another sob. xiao feels like crying himself.
(he has no right to be distraught. not when he’s the blade you fear)
“here,” you manage, offering up a shaking handful of crushed almonds. you still have him your food, you still went through the strain and effort of crushing them so he could eat them in this form- even after the adepti had injured you, you still found it in yourself to help him?
(you didn’t know he was an adeptus. he was still lying to you. he hasn’t even taken any serious action, he couldn’t even try and help you when you still helped and cooed over and loved him-)
“do- do you-“ your voice hitched and broke, and he chirped, hopping up your arm. how he wished he could comfort you properly. how he wished he wasn’t a coward, that he could do more. “i know it isn’t enough, i-“ fresh tears welled in your eyes, and he had the feeling the pain ran deeper than your skin. “i’m sorry.”
you were sorry? why? he didn’t need an apology, he- if anything he should apologize. you deserved his offerings and apologies, you deserved his effort- and he couldn’t even give you that. he couldn’t even do what he was meant to, he wasted air with every breath, he spent his time protecting the citizens that hurt you. you shouldn’t be giving you his food, he should be giving you his blade, his armor, his mask, his- his faith.
he didn’t deserve to cry. but when he took a look at his own actions, he couldn’t help but think that he should be the one with blood on his skin, with ragged clothes and heaving breaths.
(he should be dead for what he allowed to happen to you.)
“please eat,” you sobbed, nudging him with the hand holding the almonds. “i can- i’m- you can trust me.”
(you shouldn’t trust him.)
“please…”
he hated seeing you cry. he hated hearing your sobs and knowing he was indirectly part of the cause. he hated that he was too much of a coward to take any serious action, he hated that he still stood besides your enemies, he hated that some of your blood fell on his hands, hated that every ounce of strength he had was one that you didn’t, and it was his fault. at least partially.
(entirely.)
your cries took words, pleads to the wildlife for a world they didn’t know, people and names you begged to carry you from your position.
“i just wanted to have fun.” you should be. you should be dressed in gold with jewelry of silver, you should be smiling and dancing with the ones you had blessed, traveling nations not as a fugitive, but as a god. “i never meant to come here. i never meant to be a problem.”
he hates that he knows you’d be safer in your previous world. he hates it. he hates it. he hates the adepti, he hates the millelith, the knights, the matra, he hates every blade that dared to cross your skin.
(he hates himself. he hates that he’s never done enough. he hates that he’s still so much of a coward he can’t take any action, not even against himself. he should turn his spear on himself, for allowing such heresy.)
you sniffled, harshly wiping at your eyes.
“god, why can’t i just die?”
ice frosted xiao’s veins.
he would understand if you were angry. he would understand if your tears were of frustration, if you beat at the ground instead of your aggressor’s bones, if you wanted to shout and take out your anger on the sky. he’d offer himself for your wrath—at least then he could finally be of service—but for you to wish to offer your life?
for you to be convinced that the death of a god was the only solution for the falsehood of another…
how long had this thought been in your head? how long had you offhandedly thought of letting yourself be captured, be slain, of giving up what you had blessed upon so many? how many times had you debating letting a wound get worse, of allowing infection to rid you of the thorns of this world?
xiao hopped up your arm, cooing sadly and curling into your neck.
he wished he could do more. he wished that he could hold you with human arms, he wished he could give you faith in your own creations, he wished he could whisk you away and take on the world himself, that he could fight on your behalf, that you would remain safe and if anything, he would be the one to die.
“don’t cry,” you said shakily, awkwardly reaching to pet over his wings.
how could he not, when his god had forsaken everything, including themself?
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eudico-my-beloved · 3 months
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Capt ish and g outis are the two top dmg dealers (mostly) and my only lv 40 units so far so i think they should share a pipe and kiss (feat. the rest of my Leveled and Usable So Far units)
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writing-hat · 3 months
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4 AM midnight thoughts on polyninja's ways of kissing and holding each other!! in honor of valentine's day tomorrow (aka the biggest fucking note that was on my app jfc)
ways the ninjas kiss each other:
Kai
jay kisses Kai on the lips! a big smooch! mwah! electrifying
cole kisses the top of his head often, just to mess with his hair
zane kisses his cheeks, sometimes both, or his hand to see him become an absolute mess
Cole
jay kisses him on the cheek with an evil laugh
zane kisses him on the lips, with passion!
kai kisses him on the lips, the cheeks, the neck, the-
Jay
cole kisses him everywhere because he can and it tickles him!!
kai kisses the top of his head! then ruffles his hair
zane kisses his cheek, and and then lips, and then lips again and he ends with the nose!
Zane
cole kissing lips with passion too! and cheek, while holding him (idk why it seems important to add this here but well)
kai kisses the back of his hands in an attempt at flirting, and his cheeks, before going for the lips
jay kisses him on the cheek! lil shy and bold at the same time! then lips mwah!
idk why but zane = lip kisses for me. sue me.
ways they pick up each other:
Jay
zane picks up jay on his arm like like he's sitting on it but zane's very strong so he's like sitting on his arm like a gremlin/bird does this make sense idk
cole piggybackride / koala // or bridal style (looking at that one moment in island season (i think))
kai picks him up like he weights nothing/like a gremlin, but also let's him climb on his shoulders
Zane
jay picks up zane bridal style AHA! showing them muscles!
kai picks up zane by his hips, and then twirl!
cole holds him, before picking him up with a single hand to get him a bit flustered
Kai
jay picks kai up koala style! again, jay just loves to show his muscles to his partner
cole just holds him like he'd hold a precious egg, with kai's head on his shoulder, enjoying being pampered by him
zane would like. twirl him around as they both wear the most magnificent dresses ever. and then he'd hold him up by the back thighs/hips depending on the comfiest pose
Cole
KAI CARRIES HIM ON HIS BACK ZQGHJGZHJZHJRHZJ
jay loves to surprise hug him! and catches him like that! and then kicks the back of his knees to get cole leaning backwards
zane picks cole bridal style. do you see the picture
bonus of vampire cole's way of biting the others (because of course):
he bites kai's wrist. he bites jay's collarbone. he munches on zane's shoulders while kinda falling asleep because the metal feels good to his teeth or something, like baby tooth? idk
jhzgoizrhjkh melting away iam fine I AM FINE LET ME BE
happy pre-valentine
ALSO WE ALL HAVE OUR HEADCANONS AND ALL! SO YOU CAN COMPLETELY DISAGREE, in the reblogs as well!! I'd love to see people's thoughts uOu)
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that-g3-artist · 2 years
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parenting tips from father time
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sunlit-haruka · 7 months
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Okay listen I don't want Amane to be unforgiven, at all, and even though I'm pretty confident her verdict will turn up as forgiven given how the votes have gone I am aware there is a sliver chance that she could barely get into unforgiven, and that scares me That being said however, the one positive that would come from her being unforgiven would be seeing Jackalope's reaction because could you fucking imagine "Oh, you didn't forgive her because you thought you could change her worldview? Tough luck with that" [One Trial Later] "Are you actually fucking kidding me, say sike right fucking now."
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rubra-wav · 2 months
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Valentino Taxidermy
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Click for better quality jfc what is this 💀
You as the reader fucking hate him so you kidnap him and cut off his wings. 👍 (I'm probably gonna write both of these because I have wanted to write gore, but like.. haven't found anything I would like to.)
Here's also the blood covered version. Decided the first one looked better in the end
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OC shit/actual context in Dealbreaker under cut
Backstory/concept: Atlas (my OC), after freeing so many of Valentino's soulbound employees, finally snaps and goes after Valentino directly.
He tricks him into a deal with him, promising Valentino his employees back for 'something in exchange'.
Atlas does not elaborate on what that is, smiling warmly as he speaks honeyed words to the demon.
Valentino, not being able to clearly read the fine-print of the contract and just wanting his souls back, agrees.
As he signs it, Atlas grins, looking down and revealing his eyes behind the blackout shades he wears.
The red x's replacing his pupils and the horrifying glint of his fangs in the dramatic lighting of the meeting room are the last things the moth demon sees before a chain shoots from behind Atlas's and wraps around his throat, choking him out.
"Call me Karma as I enact retribution upon you, filth :)"
As he wakes up again, Valentino quickly realises the weight of his error.
Or should I say.... lack of weight.
Atlas has a giant ass room filled with butterfly and moth taxidermy so they go in his collection 🙏
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lithi · 2 months
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Was trying to like. Imagine how a step-mother Penelope/step-daughter Athanasia AU would work. Claude would either never know about Penelope’s affair (or at least does not suspect about the pregnancy. Somehow) or would be so blinded by grief after Diana’s death that he would just pathetically accept Penelope back.
Obviously she could not pass Jennette as Claude’s so ..?? She would probably huh. Keep her as her forever dirty little secret or eventual pawn to use (maybe she is passed off as countess rosalia’s daughter?).
Her relationship with Athanasia would depend a lot on whether Athy is still reincarnated or not but I guess Penelope would either roll with Claude’s mistreatment of her (and probably have him disinherit her because she is, after all, his low-born bastard) or play the kind step-mother for politics (and the rest would also depend on whether or not they do have children together later on. maybe Anastasius using her as his black magic baby machine fucked her body up). Just imagine. The drama
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Anyways this is what inspired the brainworms lol
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milkbreadtoast · 3 months
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OK DOES ANYONE KNOW that het romance korean webtoon called "super secret" by eon abt a girl and her werewolf childhood friend... it was 1 of my v first webtoons and i have this super random out of pocket take for it that ive been keeping to myself for yrs im finally breaking my silence LMFOAOAO
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anyway theyre cute together i said what i said (no one cares)
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(i do rmbr posting abt this before when i first read the epilogue but no one cared/no one still cares BWAHAHHA)
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cool ass Dhmis themed bracelets I made today ^_^
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bepenikki · 1 month
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i opened krita, blacked out & woke up to this <3 que genial es ser malo yay yippee etc etc
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crows-of-buckets · 3 months
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Threw his ass in the water today it's okay he deserved it
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agoldengalaxy · 2 years
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always thinking about the narumitsu wedding. just.
- desiree delite plans it
- miles shyly asks gumshoe to be his best man a few months before. gumshoe bursts into tears and does not stop crying whenever he sees miles from then on. he cries even harder during the ceremony
- maya and larry duke it out to be nick’s best man. maya wins, so larry settles for being a made up title that he doesn’t know is made up, since he’s friends with both of them and kinda got them together in the first place
- ray shields walks miles down the aisle
- pearl is the flower girl, and when she reaches the end of the aisle, she rushes over to hug phoenix before taking her seat
- trucy is the ring bearer. she makes the rings magically disappear, but just as phoenix is freaking out, she pulls them from her pocket with a smirk
- the judge is in tears during the ceremony because he’s seen them both grow up so much since they began and he’s grateful he doesn’t have to deal with their blatant pining in the courtroom anymore
- franziska sits in the very front row, her whip out and ready ‘in case anyone wants to object to this foolish marriage’. nobody dares comment on the tears rolling down her cheeks
- apollo’s chords of steel officiate the wedding
- ema is so happy she’s crying, but to take attention off of herself she turns to klavier and whispers, ‘you’ll be next, glamour boy’ while she nods toward apollo. klavier turns bright red
- athena is the first to cheer when they kiss. simon has to hold her down
- at the reception, kay and sebastian give a toast to That Man™, while miles buries his face in his hands and phoenix laughs
- lotta hart takes pictures for them. she’s the one who catches the bouquet. for the rest of the night, she dances with larry, much to his surprise and delight
- at the end of the night, maya channels mia, who tells phoenix she’s very proud and happy for him. she does the same for miles with gregory, who cries upon seeing his son all dressed up and smiling
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