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coolsweet gonna.  not really delete this blog but i’m defo moving to @chickenlittlefan15 cuz although i love the game it’s not really a huge interest anymore SO!! if u wanna see shitposts nd other dumbass stuff i do i suggest following me there :-) 

love u all <3

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Hi I know I’m literally unknown but I REALLY need the money right now hahahahaha

I got kicked out of my house and I’m not doing great mentally and I need Something to get by

Even a dollar!!! Even if you can only send a dollar that would be MORE than enough

Ugghh I feel terrible asking esp w th pandemic thing happening but it’s urgent now

my paypal is paypal.me/chickenlittlefan15

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The first time I watched Despicable Me I didn’t know that Gru was supposed to be Russian I just thought he was fucked up

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fingers in YOUR ass: sans undertale dating simulator

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i’ll be honest i’m really bad at making ocs and 90% of them are fandom ocs but y’know what cringe culture is dead!!! making ‘cringy’ ocs is fun!!! even if i can’t draw it’s ok cuz having fun is the Best and in 2019 going into 2020 i’ll let myself be cringy because it makes Me happy and i don’t need to impress any fools!! and neither do you!!! do what you wanna do!!!!

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me: hasn’t played the game in such a long time that i forgot the basic storyline also me: yeah i love the arcana!! ALSO also me: what do you mean we can date a goat

man i haven’t played the arcana in MONTHS whats goin on now

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Cringe Culture is DEAD!!!! i KILLED IT!! with a KNIFE!!!!!! do what makes you HAPPY!!!!! it doesn’t matter what other people think!!!!! make yourself happy for your OWN SAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!

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man i haven’t played the arcana in MONTHS whats goin on now

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so, the other night I couldn’t sleep (like most of my nights) AND my head was like,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, How Muriel’s sneeze would sound like????????? and here I am with my headcanon of the main six sneezing, enjoy I guess. 

Muriel: 

you know that one video of the sneezing panda??????? that one. 

this one.

his head would move involuntarily from side to side (like in the video)

cute sneeze uwu

if he’s with his chickens and those get startled by his sneeze, he would apologize to them. 

Portia:

mildy strong but cute.

cannot sneeze one time. 

her nose would furrow in a cute way, kinda red looking. 

If Pepi is over her lap she will try to not sneeze but OH GOD IS SO HARD— 

the fingers of her hands would stretch involuntarily.

very prob to curse after. 

Nadia: 

sophisticated sneeze.

she practiced those. 

cover her face with her arm. 

a ‘‘nice dab Noddy’’ would be followed by Lucio. 

a cute thing to see. 

Julian:

comes out from nowhere, most of the time without anticipation. 

it will surprise you. 

like Portia, he cannot sneeze one time. 

no matter what times he had sneezed, he would say ‘sorry’ after doing it. 

*sneezes* sorry *sneezes* sorry *sneezes* sorry *sneezes* sorry

If he had sneezed much, he would try to stop himself from doing it. But it will only end up by him doing weird expressions with his face. 

Lucio:

INHALES.

DAD SNEEZE.

very strong, very noisy. Rowdy.

no matter where you are, u are going to hear him. 

if he’s with you and he sneezes, he will stare at you until you say ‘‘bless you’’ to him.

Asra:

you would notice with anticipation that Asra is about to sneeze.

It’s just his face preparing, mouth opening, and—

Smooth sneeze.

he could pass unnoticed tho.

makes a cute face after, like  (´ ∀ ` *)

Since I’m already here I’m just going to throw the courtiers into this: 

Volta:

cat sneeze, the most cute of them all.

she will brush her finger under her nose to try to take the itchy feeling go away.

Vlastomil:

SNEEZES WITH HIS EYES OPEN. 

you don’t even know what is going on. 

makes a cute face after I think. 

Valdemar: 

they don’t sneeze.

you sneeze for them,,,,,,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,over the vivisection table. 

Vulgora:

DRAGON SNEEZE. 

u don’t even know that THAT was possible until you see them doing it. 

the loudest sneeze ever oh my— 

curses after.

Valerius. 

Another sophisticated sneeze. 

perfectly balanced, as all things should be. 

a good sneeze.

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I feel like a lot of people from the wtnv fandom in 2013 moved to the mcelroy fanbase in 2016

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Can I please request headcanons for Julian with an MC who loves his tiddies and playing with his nipples? 🤤😍

You’ve come to the right place. Here at thearcanathirst, we love a thing or all about titties

At first, it embarrasses him

Well, it never stops embarrassing him and he will never not get flustered every time MC brings up his titties

Every. Single. Time.

He blushes and stutters and gets all shy and flustered and it makes MC laugh

But he actually loves it

Loves how MC likes touching him and making him squirm and blush

He loves when MC pinches and scratches over his nipples during sex

It makes him moan so damn loud and sometimes he whimpers and tears up and begs for more

If he’s feeling especially sensitive, he can cum from a lot of nipple play and minimal grinding against MC’s thigh

And even though he won’t say it, he LOVES when MC touches his chest in public, too

If they rub over his nipples through the fabric of his shirt, he’s gone and will beg for MC to give him more

Doesn’t matter where they are, he just needs more

Sometimes, if he’s in the right mood, he’ll even ask MC to call them tits when MC talks dirty

In these moods, MC should ABSOLUTELY tell him that they want to cum on his tits

That will drive him fucking wild and turn him into just a needy, desperate, begging mess

All MC needs to know is to touch Julian’s chest as often as possible and they’ll have a happy boi

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*in a buzzfeed unsolved voice* Fuck you, goatman!!

took some time from schoolwork and commissions to doodle this scene! had a lot of fun making it creepy and suspenseful (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧

Commissions Open on my Ko-fi! Grlswbn ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿

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MORE ARCANA SKETCHES

I’ve been a busybody so here’s more random sketches!

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made some icons for me to use in the tweets this month and thought id share them if anyone wanted to use them! happy pride~ 🏳️‍🌈💘

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I forgot to answer - I don’t think the devs explicitly stated where inspo for each character’s culture came from, but I took a look at the aesthetics they’ve used for the sprites and recognised elements of specific cultures they’ve referenced.

I…have plenty to say about how the devs treat their non white characters tbh

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nsfw sub! muriel with a female mc pls i’m begging you

here we (finally) go

Word Count: 850Rating: ExplicitWarnings: smut, sex, light dom/sub

I misread this and wrote it with a gender neutral mc without mentioning genitalia at all, but it’s really easy to imagine pussy or dick if that’s what you’re into lol. 

Buy me a coffee! 

Muriel shakes as he lays beneath them, putting his hands on their chest, their hips, anywhere he could find purchase, and the shaky moan that shakes his chest is enough to have them break their stony facade, but they manage to hold true, hands barely ghosting over his chest.

He ruts his hips forward, trying to find any purchase, gain any friction, and only manages to gain a disappointed ‘tsk’, and he’s suddenly filled with the urge to please them, to apologize, to claim that he didn’t mean it.

“Who said you could do that, my love?” They tease, voice hollow and cracking, but it sends shivers down his spine all the same, and he’s so goddamn hard for them.

Fuck, he just wants to touch them, and they hold his wrists down on the bed, kissing his neck, and he knows he can move, that if he really needed to touch them - and he does - he could, but he needs to listen to them more, because he knows the reward will be so, so much better.

“Can you do that for me, Muriel?” They ask, parting their lips and letting their tongue dart out to wet it, “Can you keep your hands to yourself?”

He’s nodding before they’ve said his name, a wild frenzy of need, and he just wants to come, to feel good, to make them feel good -

“Okay, then.” They smile, tracing the expanse of his jawline, and he moves into their touch like a man starved, “Open.” The pad of their thumb presses against his pout, and immediately, he opens it to let it pass, swirling his tongue around and sucking, hard, making him imagine all the things they could be doing with their tongue right now, and it takes everything in his being not to reach up and cup their ass.

They pull their thumb free far too soon, and slowly, teasingly, they bring it to their mouth and suck. Once it’s resting on their chin, glistening with spittle, they take their bottom lip between their teeth and smile.

“You’re such a pretty picture like this. And you’re doing so well for me, my bear.”

He has to grip hold of the pillow to keep from touching them.

Their smile doesn’t falter as they trace kisses down his chest, and as soon as they nip the sensitive flesh of his thigh, he’s bucking against their mouth.

“No.” They say, firm and harsh, looking up at him and holding his hips down, “You keep that to yourself, or we stop, alright?” He nods, biting his lip so hard they feared it might bleed, and they ask, “What’s your word for when the game isn’t fun anymore?” They trace circles on his thigh.

“Plague.” He stutters out, pulling at the pillow, especially when their hand comes to rest on his dick.

“And are you thinking of saying it now?”

“No!” He cries out, eyes screwed shut - from pleasure or pain, he didn’t know - and gasps, “Please, please, love, please.”

He sounded so pitiful, so desperate, and they just had to show him a sliver of mercy.

He sees white when their lips wrap around the tip of his dick.

They hollow their cheeks and suck, moving tantalizingly slowly, and he hazily remembers to keep his hands to himself and hips on the bed, but it was so tempting, and he was so close already.

Their left hand valiantly tries to close around his dick, pulling upward and stroking him so fucking slowly. They finally close their lips around more of him, and as soon as they feel him twitch, they’ve completely pulled away, pulling off and sitting back on their knees.

“Uh uh.” They say, running a hand over their scalp, “You don’t get to come until I say you can.”

“Fuck.” He swears, pulling and tugging at the pillow, “Please, please, please -.”

“What’s your word, Muriel?”

He tries to remember, to pick his brain apart and remember the fucking word, but it’s so hard with them straddling his thigh, and the promise of more -

“Plague!” He cries out, “Keep going, please, please -.” The pillow finally gives, ripping in two and sending feathers flying everywhere, but he hardly notices, still fisting the casing and still so desperate for them to just fucking touch him.

“Shhh, hush now, love.” They push his hair off his forehead, smiling at him kindly, in spite of the fact that he’s pretty sure he just destroyed their pillow, and he’s convinced they were wicked, that they were sent to torture him, “I’m going to take care of you, I swear it.”

He believed them.

They stand, and he’s left on the bed, cold and alone, and he sits up, but remembers not to reach for them. They cast a glance over their shoulder, and a smile is thrown with it, and he knows that he’s in for a long night.

They sit in a chair, naked as the day they were born, their knees spread apart, and with one heavy, lust-ridden look, they tell him, “Touch yourself.”

He shakes, but does as they say.