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will-bonna · 2 months
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another background practise but this time not exactly rain world
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curatedgenesis · 7 months
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hobby includes: scrolling through a tumblr ship tag for an unhealthy amount of hours and mindlessly pressing the reblog button
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hellsitegenetics · 1 month
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...is this reaching you?
A little animal, on the floor of my chamber. I think I know what you are looking for.
You're stuck in a cycle, a repeating pattern. You want a way out.
Know that this does not make you special - every living thing shares that same frustration. From the microbes in the processing strata to me, who am, if you excuse me, godlike in comparison.
The good news first. In a way, I am what you are searching for. Me and my kind have as our purpose to solve that very oscillating claustrophobia in the chests of you and countless others. A strange charity - you the unknowing recipient, I the reluctant gift. The noble benefactors? Gone.
The bad news is that no definitive solution has been found. And every moment the equipment erodes to a new state of decay. I can't help you collectively, or individually. I can't even help myself.
For you though, there is another way. The old path. Go to the west past the Farm Arrays, and then down into the earth where the land fissures, as deep as you can reach, where the ancients built their temples and danced their silly rituals. The mark I gave you will let you through.
Not that it solves anyone's problem but yours.
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Closest match: Cetonia aurata genome assembly, chromosome: 8 Common name: European Rose Chafer
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eye-of-the-hawk · 2 years
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Mama’s PISSED
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deva-arts · 10 months
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Elliott never goes out when it's raining, but farmers are built different and can soak as long as they please. For Deva, rainy days mean some rest from her 24/7 farming job!
Until she goes to the mines that is.
🌟Bonus!🌟
Rainy days at the farm mean a well-deserved rest from watering! (Also a first appearance for her cat!)
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Read the comic here!
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shadowgasps · 1 day
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"In the middle of an attack you led them in a song. How did you know?" Oh boy am I SOBBING. Aabria the way you delivered that line....the emotion the weight of it. I am absolutely in shambles
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niftukkun · 7 months
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far travelled messenger
are you not curious to what you carry?
like clipping a canary's feathers,
low down do these random gods fall
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lyss-butterscotch · 11 months
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Elden Rain 1 • 2 • 3 • VOID
Okay i think the hyperfixation is over but i also think Saint would fit best as an Elden Ring MC because they both become god at the end. No I didn't make an anthro Saint design solely for this idk what youre talking about
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Process!
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cloudofspacedust · 1 year
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They be saying,
"I love you!"
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helcef · 4 months
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whiteboard and magma doodles
the venn diagram of cod and ghost bc enjoyers is often just a circle
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ft. my friend making observations (if ur unfortunately looking at this hi)
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toxictoxicities · 9 months
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Decided to do this lil thing! (Had to make my own ver of it of course-)
ANYWAYS -throws this here and runs-
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hdra77 · 7 months
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i got 5P x NSH brainrot help
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kkpwnall · 2 years
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just a little rain
((edit: now on ao3))
“Alright you little gremlins, pick up is 3:30 sharp. If you’re late, you’re walking home in the rain.” Steve holds his umbrella over the kids’ heads as they pile out of the beamer and under the awning at the entrance to the school.
“Wheeler! Don’t forget your lunch!” He holds the paper bag out, and Mike trudges back, grumbling a ‘thank you’ under his breath that sounds more like ‘fuck you’.
One hand on his hip, he watches until they’re all safe inside, pushing and shoving and cackling way too much for first thing on a Thursday morning. 
He turns back to the beamer, looking to kill time until the store opens at ten. Across the parking lot, Steve spies Eddie still in his van, struggling with his leather jacket like he’s trying to hold it over his head and open the car door at the same time. Steve jogs over with his umbrella held high and taps on the window. Eddie jumps about a mile in the air, but relaxes when he sees Steve grinning at him.
“Can I walk you to class?” Steve teases when he opens the door.
“Ooo only if you’ll carry my books, Stevie,” Eddie snarks back. But Steve just takes the book bag from his hand and slings it over his shoulder. Eddie stares at him, a pretty pink flush brightening his cheeks.
“Can’t let the rain flatten these gorgeous curls.” He wraps one around his finger and tilts his head so he’s smiling at Eddie through his lashes, holding the umbrella over both of them.
Eddie’s frozen, just for a moment, his eyes wide. Then he frees himself from the tangle of his jacket to lean into Steve’s space with a wicked grin. “Better watch out, the girlies are gonna get jealous if they see Steve Harrington trying to make me blush.”
“Good,” Steve leans closer, his voice low and deep in his throat as he gives Eddie his most charming troublemaker smile.
Under the guise of needing to stand close to keep them both covered by the umbrella, Steve puts a hand on the small of Eddie’s back as they walk towards the school. But instead of heading directly for the shelter of the awning, he gently steers them to one of the cramped little alleyways back between buildings. Once they’re out of sight and under cover, he tilts the umbrella to hide them just a little more, and kisses Eddie against the bricks.
He’s unhurried, thorough, as if they have all the time in the world. He’s always wanted to kiss and be kissed in the rain, there’s something so quintessentially romantic about it, hidden away from all the elements of the outside world in their own little bubble. With Eddie. Eddie, who he never wants to stop kissing, who he wants to kiss in every timeless and cliched and sensual way known to man. And then invent a few of their own.
It’s a tricky bit of maneuvering, trying to keep the umbrella up and the rain off and get his hands on as much of Eddie as he can reach. But Eddie’s anything but passive. He pulls Steve in by his ‘stupid polo’, one hand sliding up to the hair at the nape of his neck, tilting his head just so. His other hand tugs at the zipper of Steve’s windbreaker, slipping inside to pull him closer by his waist. A gentle swipe of Steve’s tongue is all it takes for Eddie to whimper into his mouth, a small nothing of a sound that Steve devours.
Now that Steve’s had a taste of early morning Munson, he doesn’t want to stop. The heady mixture of a fresh spritz of old spice filling his nose, the taste of cigarettes and coffee and strawberry pop tarts on his tongue. Steve settles his free hand in the small of Eddie’s back, spread flat against the warm, soft skin under his shirt.
A group of girls rushes past the alley they’re hidden in, talking loudly and giggling. Eddie freezes as they walk past, and Steve takes the opportunity to kiss along his jaw, down his neck. The girls are gone as soon as they appeared, eager to get out of the rain, but Steve doesn’t stop his thorough exploration of every part of Eddie’s neck that makes his breath hitch where Steve’s lips touch. Eddie’s hands grip hard at his shoulders, fingers flexing like he can’t decide whether to pull him closer or push him away.
“Don’t you - ah - have better things to do than - hmm - robbing the cradle?”
Steve laughs into his neck. “You’re older than me, asshole. And the store doesn’t open for another 3 hours, I’ve got nothing but time.”
Eddie’s fingers tangle in Steve’s hair, holding his head to Eddie’s neck as Steve grazes his teeth along the strong, trembling tendon.
“Doesn’t change the fact that you’re dating a high schooler, sweetheart,” Eddie pants.
“Mmm,” Steve hums, sucking gently at Eddie’s pulse point. He pulls back just enough to look at Eddie’s flushed face, his eyes a little dazed. “You’re right, we should fix that. What do you say, my place, six o’clock? We can…” his eyes travel back down to Eddie’s swollen lips, “study.”
Eddie laughs against Steve’s lips as he swoops in for another kiss. Bright and carefree and safe under the privacy of the downpour and the umbrella. Steve deepens the kiss, pulling out all the stops to make Eddie swoon. Little nips and licks and sucks on his lips, gently laving and massaging and soothing with his tongue. Pushing Eddie against the wall with his hips. Rocking slowly against him.
The warning bell rings and Steve finally steps away, grinning. “Don’t want to be late for class, Eds.”
“God you’re the worst,” Eddie says breathlessly, but he pulls Steve toward him again by his jacket.
One of Eddie’s hands falls to his belt, pulling him closer. Steve slips his free hand into Eddie’s back pocket as Eddie bites at his lower lip. He captures Steve’s gasp in his open mouth, swiping his tongue against Steve’s with a gentle firm pressure.
It’s over all too soon when Steve nearly overbalances and stumbles from the sudden lightness on his shoulder. Eddie grins at him, shouldering his heavy book bag, and looking far too pleased with himself.
Steve pulls him in for one last kiss, still holding the umbrella to shield them from the rain and prying eyes. It’s a soft, almost chaste kiss. ‘Good morning’ and ‘I missed you’ and ‘I love you’ in the tender press of his lips. He cups Eddie’s cheek with his free hand, relishing the way Eddie relaxes against him, tilting his cheek into Steve’s palm with a sigh.
“Have a good day at class, love,” Steve says with a wink.
Eddie reaches out to straighten Steve’s windbreaker, zipping it back up and pressing both hands to his chest. He ducks his chin and looks up at Steve. His wide, innocent eyes immediately betrayed by the mischief in his sly grin. “Pick me up at six?”
*title from ‘the rain song’ by led zeppelin
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gummygoatgalaxy · 1 month
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Duckverse Girlies
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I love they so much omg
The only oc is my oc Rain, the rest of these girls are canon (though i changed their designs a bit lol)
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carlytayjepsen · 2 years
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dear reader........
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nyaskitten · 2 months
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Wu haters will bend over backwards to hate Wu. He actually Hated Garmadon because... his robes were magically enchanted to protect him, and his brother tried to Fucking Kill Him. He's SUCH a shitty guy because the magical enchantment in his robes... did its job!!! NOOO you don't GET IT it was obviously made just to kill Garmadon, not as a protective measure for Wu!!!
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