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dutchieliciousplans · 3 months
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Revenge Is A Best Dish Eaten
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How nice of Dutch feeding the Gator an Italian Dish 😌👌
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ummbandits · 2 years
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lenny was just a kid :(
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awkwardcourage · 1 year
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Why did I just imagine Hughie getting Butcher into playing Red Dead Redemption? And consequentially getting somewhat super into it, feeling a little twinge during the yennel mission and then quitting entirely when Lenny dies in the game?
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phlavours · 5 years
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LEENNNY!!!
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fun fact: i first played this mission hungover and felt their pain
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awkward-activate · 5 years
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I’m screaming
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chanteraelle · 6 years
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Jotober - Day 21: Drain
“You are aware that I could drain the life from you as easily as the winter breeze can strip a tree bare of its leaves, mortal?”
Alfira could hear her heart whirring faster and faster, blood rushing through her body, yet unable to bring back warmth to her cold skin. Why had she not listened to the stories of the Fae Queen she had been told? The stories in which illustrious knights, resplendent in the finest armour and with the blessings of kings, went to seek her court and never came back. The stories that said she beckoned their souls out of their bodies, wound them into ribbons, and wore them around the paleness of her fingers. 
Her hand came beneath Alfira’s chin, forcing her head up, and she could see that there were seven rings on her finger. All save the seventh, which was a deep crimson, were made of wispy, smoke-like tendrils of quiet hues. One for each knight. One for each soul. They had all knelt in the same place that she was now, each felt the same joyous fear that she did, each looked the Fae Queen in the eye as she did now. Her heart continued to whirr, but she was too caught in the constellations which dwelt in the depths of her eyes to notice. She was ancient, the Queen. She had been here since the beginning of the world, and she held all of that knowledge in her hand like a silver, ice-crusted chalice. Alfira could almost taste the sweetness of it on her tongue... it was intoxicating... blindingly sweet... dizzingly...
“Ryla, still up to your antics?” Alfira blinked. The finger beneath her chin had fallen away, and someone was speaking. Was it Mualira? It sounded like her. But how could it be?
“Lira, how have you been?” The Fae Queen glided over to a figure, cloaked in the green of the forest. That was definitely Mualira, with Taen and Yennel beside her. Relief washed over her body, and she would have certainly collapsed on the moss if Taen hadn’t engulfed her in an enormous hug, before stepping back sheepishly. 
“I have been quiet well, thank you. You haven’t aged at all.”
Alfira could have sworn that the Fae Queen was blushing. 
“Do you really think so, Lira? I was getting a little worried about the fact that I might have a few wrinkles coming.” 
Mualira patted the Fae Queen reassuringly on her arm.
“Not at all - you don’t look a bit different from the day that we first met.”
Jotober Tag List: @writer-grandma and @ashesconstellation
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samwisegamzeee · 2 years
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a witch hat atelier oc i made from twitter (he/they)
his name is Yennel, he lives at the storm clouds and specializes in wind magic and is a pointy hat but has forbidden tattoos so i also drew him as a brimhat. he loves just standing with the wind surrounding him, it makes him feel at home. his favorite thing is when it storms
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ttuesday · 3 years
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LENNYYYYYYYYYYY MAH BOOOOOAHHHHHHHH
Lenny?
Lenny, where’d you go?
Yennel?
Lneny?
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knifepit · 5 years
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I arrive at the saloon
Spurs: polished
Whiskey: neat
?yenneL: LENNAYY
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electrostar636 · 7 years
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#CarrotWeapons ahh those are all such great headcanons!! i want Daddy as my dad the ltdfcd are lucky! XD, anyway i wonder if the ltdfcd deal with bullies cus their diffrent, and whos the overprotective sibling? so many questions such little time
Thank you :3 I love making headcanons about these kiddos x3
Aww xD I don’t blame ya man. Daddy is a good guy uvu
More headcanons! These include a lot of injury ones I’ve got. Feel free to tell me any of yours :3c
The Traitor Dudes are known to be fearless and relentless. The traitor dudes used to deal with bullies often. Typically they were called “The Little Traitor Dorks” by their peers and it would upset them. It wasn’t too much of a problem though. They’re tough kids and know how to fight back against the DNK. However, since Sector V came to their world, they’ve made several friends within the DNK.
Ecurb still has a tooth or two missing from his last fight
The kids constantly come home with injuries. This ranges from fights with other kids to falling out of trees they climb lol
If the injuries are serious, the other kids pitch in to save their money so that they can afford the medical bill. This happened once when Divad was almost paralyzed from a rock climbing accident.
Yennel is very protective over his siblings. If one suffers an injury, he’ll likely patch them up. This can come into play when they suffer the most injuries during competitive skateboarding.
With the children being so involved in dangerous activities/sports, it puts a lot of stress on Daddy. At times, although it is rare, Daddy will put his foot down and say no to such extreme sports that could potentially risk the lives of his children.
In most cases, the traitor dudes wear extra protective padding and helmets to ease Daddy’s worries.
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dutchieliciousplans · 2 months
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I'm at a fucking saloon wooo, where I fuckin belong 🤪🙌
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Yes I'm also wearing my LENNY/YNNEL tshirt at a saloon to honor him and Arthur 😭😌
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dutchieliciousplans · 2 months
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YNNEL!!!!!
Quiet time but it's irl at a saloon !!!!
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dutchieliciousplans · 4 months
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YYYNNNEEEELLLL
Has anyone seen yennel
LLLLEEEENNNNNYYYYY
Ma boah where ya at
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chanteraelle · 6 years
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Jotober - Day 25: Prickly
A prickly sensation arose on the etched surface of Yennel’s skin, like a butterfly’s breath on a stifling summer’s day. The wind swirled across the unrippled surface of the lake, and it bore with it the distant murmuring sounds of coming Disciples. Lissante cina. He’d only managed to go undetected in the previous inspections by pure luck - this time, he didn’t know if his fortune would hold out. Yennel composed himself, so that his face was a mask of placidity, and closed his eyes. The other Disciples had merely taken him to be a hermit who chose not to speak. But he could tell with these ones that were coming along the edge of the water that they had far less reverence for such supposed sacredness. They bore an edge in their tone that verged on abrasive - a piece of ceda cloth, rubbed against hollowed cheeks. 
If they found out he was one of the Brisen, he’d almost certainly face exile. At least, exile was preferable to whatever punishment they inflicted on those that they imprisoned. Yennel had heard whispered rumours, borne on the wooden winds, of Brisen who went into their dungeons and were never heard of again, save in the middle of the night when sharp, animalistic screams would pierce the walls of every house. He rarely felt bitter, but in that moment of waiting, he certainly resented the Disciples. It was hardly his fault he had been born as one of the Brisen - he’d never made the active choice to do so, or at least not in this life. The stories the Disciples told said that to be one of the Brisen was a certain mark of an allegiance with the devil - but Yennel had only ever felt lonely, and never really evil. 
The knock on the door came even before he was ready. His hand rested for a second on the scratched wooden knob, before he twisted it open and inclined his head in greeting. Even though he moved around with a practiced calm, his heart was deceptively loud, and his tongue was even heavier than it normally was in the emptiness of his mouth.
Jotober Tag List: @writer-grandma, @ashesconstellation and @omgbrekkerkaz
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samwisegamzeee · 2 years
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i also drew my witch oc Yennel with @kai23-art ‘s witch oc
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samwisegamzeee · 2 years
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more Yennel content. he learned to control his emotions ever since.
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