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thelocalscepticx · 7 months
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Commission through instagram for the elf Wynvere 😩‼️
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Commissions are currently open!
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realmspod · 8 months
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the wynvere whip is a masterpiece and this meme is slander
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Reparable
For the Whumptober day 7 prompt “Shaking hands/Silent panic attack” and the BTHB prompt “Hyperventilating”
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Pairings: None CW: panic attack, minor self-harm Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Boga the varactyl, Cody Summary: After his time spent as Rako Hardeen, Obi-Wan is struggling to deal with his regret and his friends' anger, even when he knows he did the right thing. Luckily, Boga is there to help.
read on ao3...
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He couldn't breathe.
He should be able to. There was no reason he couldn’t. Breathing was easy, he'd been doing it all his life. But right now… it felt like the hardest thing in the galaxy.
He closed his eyes and tried to focus like Healer Wynver had taught him all those years ago. Feel the exhale, the air rushing out of his lungs and out through his mouth, feel the inhale, only—he couldn’t inhale, his chest was too tight and his lungs were stuck and he curled up more, the tension running through his entire body, fists clenched in his hair, toes curled against the insoles of his boots.
His chest was starting to burn and his eyes were squeezed shut but his head was starting to go fuzzy, so he slammed his fist into the metal floor, feeling tingling pain shoot up his arm. It gave him something to focus on, so he did it twice more and his chest finally unlocked, allowing him to suck in a desperate lungful of air, and then it was like he couldn't stop breathing, but it was too fast and he still wasn’t getting enough oxygen which seemed really unfair because he was breathing now, little, shallow gasps he could barely hear over the pounding of his heart in his ears.
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crochetedblorbos · 2 years
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Characters To Crochet Amigurumis Of That I May Give Them The Hugs They So Richly Deserve And Desperately Need
This is the list I’ve been keeping. I will probably be constantly adding to it (and of course I always welcome suggestions). Crossed off names have been completed.
You can also find all of these characters here.
Joseph Teller (Chapter & Multiverse) (X)
Mini Smithson (Chapter & Multiverse) (X)
Adeeb Bin Yeslam (Chapter & Multiverse)
Blodeuwedd Morgan (Chapter & Multiverse)
Dr. Aster Huxley (Mnemosyne) (X)
Victor “Vic” Algernon (Mnemosyne)
The Audio Tour Guide (The Mistholme Museum of Mystery, Morbidity, and Mortality)
Jonathan “Jon” Sims (The Magnus Archives)
Martin Blackwood (The Magnus Archives)
Timothy “Tim” Stoker (The Magnus Archives)
Gerard “Gerry” Keay (The Magnus Archives) (X)
Michael Shelley (The Magnus Archives)
Sasha Racket (Rusty Quill Gaming)
Zolf Smith (Rusty Quill Gaming)
Azu (Rusty Quill Gaming)
Hamid Saleh Haroun al-Tahan (Rusty Quill Gaming)
Cel Sidebottom (Rusty Quill Gaming)
Oscar Wilde (Rusty Quill Gaming)
Melvin Blevins (Old Gods of Appalachia)
The Man from the Railroad (Old Gods of Appalachia)
Lochlan “Lockie” MacGregor (The Secret of St. Kilda)
Mathias (The Secret of St. Kilda)
Hari (The Secret of St. Kilda)
Cecil Gershwin Palmer (Welcome to Night Vale)
Carlos Robles (Welcome to Night Vale)
Isadora Ravenwood (Realms of Peril & Glory: Vael)
Maerydyth Wynvere (Realms of Peril & Glory: Vael)
Torbrennan Crag (Realms of Peril & Glory: Vael)
Zongroff Gral’shak (Realms of Peril & Glory: Vael)
Pyrex (Realms of Peril & Glory: CY_BORG)
Mongtomery “Three-Card Monty” Barker (Realms of Peril & Glory: Liminal London) (X)
Declan Buchanan (Realms of Peril & Glory: Liminal London)
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itsjoshyysworld · 1 year
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when I was 10 years old you can see in the picture that I was with my friends Lorenz, myca, melody, wynver, Jasper, and letlet, I was with them in my stupidity and fun. We have known each other for a long time and I am happy because they have become my friends, the kind of friends who float, talkative, quiet, naughty, hardworking and of course beautiful and pogi. there are times when I don't get along with them because we only see each other once but we are solid together. I remember when I was in grade 4 we got scolded because we were making too much noise and then sometimes we didn't listen so when we were asked we didn't know how to answer and then when we got home we were wondering where we were. I'm thankful because they were there when I had problems and I realized that it's not all like you, choose the one who accepts you and supports you in what you want and My child is still there but I'm starting to know things that I don't know yet
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ahrikima · 3 years
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[CM MHW X GW2] o wait, there is a rathalos here
Duo commission for @sidewinder30k and Lacsap, featuring her charrs characaters in another MH X GW2!
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wynvalra · 3 years
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file name is WAAAAAAAH because that describes how i felt doodling this. i just,,, i love them so much. i would literally   kiil for them uim so,, crying
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shinobirain24 · 3 years
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Opposites
Ren and Nora, 3 years after the wedding, have twins. Li Ren, a Raven hair and cyan-eyed boy with a cyan streak on his hair. And Freya Ren, a girl with ginger hair and magenta eyes with the same colored streak on her hair.
"Twins, unexpected. But very exciting." Ren emphasized. Looking at his infant twins. As he let Freys grabbed his finger as she giggles. Whole Li yawned in his sleep.
"Aww, We got a mini me, and we got a mini you. Aren't they adorable?" Cooed Nora holding her twins. "I don't know your dad much, but I thought he'd be happy if we have a boy, we named him after him."
"True, Father would be surprised." Ren said.
-4 years later-
Li practices archery with his father as he holds the bow into position. And hits a bullseye. But missed the center. Li sighs in disappointment in himself. But Ren could see he did his best. "It's alright, Li. You're almost close. Just take your time to focused." Ren assured his son.
"Yay!" He then heard Freya cheering. Then Ren gasped to see his daughter swinging on a tree branch she was climbing on. He never thought she would take after her mother. "Whee!" Freya squealed.
"Freya, got down from here, it's not safe!" Ren shouted. "Just jump, I'll catch you!" Ren instructed. Holding out his arms in hopes to not miss. Being a father is not that easy. But Freya jumps off the tree and lands safely on her feet. And giggles louder as she runs around. Ren gives chase. With Freya thinking it was a game of tag.
"Freya, wait!" Ren catches Freya and checks for any injuries. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Asked Ren. Freya then pouted in annoyance. While Li watches. Then came over to his father and sister. "Father, can me and Freya play now?" Li asked.
Ren the sighs and gives a nod. Knowing that he should let them loose for a bit. "Okay, you two can play. But you must stay inside the temple." Ren said. Then the twins ran inside the temple and opened the door.
Nora then came up to her husband and smiled. "Aw, Ren, you don't need to be a helicopter parent."
"Nora, we talked about this. The children should be kept watch under circumstances."
"Ren, Ren, Ren. I know what it's like to grow up without parents. But we can't keep putting the children in some incarceration."
"Nora, that's not incarceration, it's protection." Ren corrected. "Don't you remember, we lost our parents because of the Grimm. I don't want our children to be orphaned like we already had been." Nora understood the fact that Ren wanted to give the twins what his parents could not given him. And that is time with him and his wife.
"I know Ren, but there is a time for them to spread their wings and leave the nest when they get older. Apples don't fall from the trees." Ren knew that Nora has a point and shook his head with a smile. "In some ways, you're right."
Nora then playfully tackled him. Taking him by surprise and made him yelp. Then they rolled over, joking with each other, and laughing together. "You never changed, didn't you?" Ren chuckled. But loves Nora for being herself.
"Don't change either, Lie Ren." She said caressing her husband's cheek and kissing him.
-10 years later-
Freya and Li began their first task. Ren stood in front of them as they wait for the signal. The twins, now 14, began training for their first hunt. To become huntsmen. Ren not only raised his twins, but also helped raised orphans in his clan to help them fight for their lives. With Li being the brains, but also an archer, and Freya being the brawn. But together, no Grimm will take them out.
"Now remember, two are better than one. But works as one to claim victory in battle. Never forget that a loss and victory never mattered. As long as you both work together to remain standing." Ren then raises a signal and swiped down his hand. "Begin!"
As soon as they run deeper into the forest, they encountered a Dragon Wynver. On the mountains. Li shot two arrows on the Wynver and grabs Freya's hand to pull themselves on top of the Wynver as the cables were attached to the arrows and bow. Freya uses her cables she uses to wrap the Wynver around its neck and steer it like it was her own ship. "Yee-haw!" She cheered. Then ram it into the cliff.
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theupstartsparty · 4 years
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Opening
Phandolin was a small village sitting on the windward base of the Stormcrest mountain range. It had a settled population of one hundred and forty one and covered an area of somewhere between one and a third to one and a half square miles, depending on which cartographer you consulted about the matter. Most of its inhabitants were either human or mostly human, with the few exceptions of dwarves that worked the quarries.
Its main export was the pink marble found there, which was excavated from the base of Mount Wynver and was the medium Lord Elin Tremoya most often worked with to create his remarkably lifelike statues of the fey creatures he had occasionally seen while walking through the woods with his wife. The Lord and Lady were just figureheads for this town, of course. The real political power rested in an annually rotated position of Magistrate. That year, the Kilbrand family, a group of half-orcs who worked the Jukasi grove, had been granted the position, and so the magistrate was their eldest son Earl, who was prone to barricading himself in his office  for days at a time to avoid responsibilities.
Phandolin had three main venues for selling and trading merchandise; a smithy, which was run by the Vesu clan and catered mostly to the quarry and the Alverez farm; the Miner’s Exchange, in which you could, upon occasion, find a bead of onyx or a nail-sized fire amethyst making its rounds in the midst of the marble and limestone dust; and Prescott’s Provisions, which picked up the rest of the slack with imported food and clothing and whatever else was needed for the season. All three of these were visited on the regular by the Tremoya’s niece, who would quickly inundate the employees with information about her latest project before disappearing back into the manor for days at a time until either a tone of interference or a deafening explosion sounded in the area. 
A temple to the Dreambound sat in the town square, where the elven Sister Petra educated the younger members of the village. They were taught arithmetic, how to scribe legibly, what sorts of wild growing plants were safe to eat and what could make a mountain troll drop dead in an instant, about the basic tenets of the community faith, about the fey creatures who surrounded the village and protected it from evil, and about the history of the village from the days of the Mad King to the present day.
People were free to wander in and out as they chose for a rest, as the temple was nearly overflowing with lush pillows, soft blankets, and jewel colored hammocks. There was divinity in respite, the proverb went. And for those who desired to play with dreams while awake, the temple also was the town center for wagers and bets, though the fighting pit at the Rugged Quartz Tavern proved to be a close second. Fortune and sleep share a meeting ground in dreams, and the temple was a testament to that intersection.
The Easthill Inn was the only place in town to house the rare traveller. A pair of human siblings, Toblin and Arabella Easthill, ran the joint and kept it in pristine condition. The Easthills woke up at six in the morning daily to prepare breakfast for a group of local miners as well as any guest who had stayed the night. 
The guests were more often than not merchants, either restocking Prescott’s Provisions or looking to obtain raw materials for building or artisanal work. Toblin would solicit tales of their journeys and excitedly write them down in a roughly bound notebook. Frequently, the stories embellished the perils of the journey from Everspring or Illan Dorai, though in a removed village like Phandolin any entertainment was welcome, and Toblin rarely chose to question his guests.
There was one night when four travellers converged upon that small inn. Toblin’s sight had caught the yellow gaze and puckish grin of the tiefling man who had come in with a spaced-out looking elf, the latter who wandered upstairs as his companion paid for the two of them. The innkeeper’s flirtations were interrupted, once by the lute-playing one who had come in right before the pair who asked for a place to stable his horse and carriage, and then once more at midnight as he began to lead the charming tiefling to his room and a hooded figure in white armor came in from the rain, asking for a room. 
It was only then that peculiarity of the situation crossed Toblin’s mind, but the hand touching the small of his back threw any question (and any other thought) out of his head, and he drew his guest into his quarters and closed the door behind them.
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da1rym1lk · 6 years
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hewwo hewwo wynver-roo-no i hope your doing well Merry criminus ho ho ho.
im alright!! i hope youre doing well!! im curretly spending my 2am listening to no care bc episode 2 of lis before the storm got me addicted oops
inhope youre fine there though!! 💖💖
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ahrikima · 3 years
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P: Pozhar
payment for @ AngryLabi with her cute kise hope you like :3 character: Pozhar 191 by @ AngryLabi kise from kiseilians-club:
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wynvalra · 4 years
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he is not quite sith, not quite jedi, but both, and at the same time, neither. he's strange, hopeful, and dares to believe he can win this war.
deep blues and reds -> white
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wynvalra · 4 years
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🥺🥺🥺
jesper & vette's reunion made me fuckin MELT
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wynvalra · 4 years
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traumatized, gay, and just a little bit evil.
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wynvalra · 4 years
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Firebrand and the Outlander? How very interesting...
(cue Kyral yelling at Jesper for trying to befriend his friend Kaliyo)
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wynvalra · 4 years
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they’re in love <3
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