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[shittyjadedaily]

hi especially not shitty jade!! would you check on your windsock sister for me?

i think shes doing well :)

[fermithesilly]

CHRISTMAS UPDATE COMING THIS FRIDAY!!

@piquusworld SCREAAMS

QWEL SHOWING OFF BOBETTE AND GINGER if I see someone comment on Bobette’s head il bite them!!!

[wyldblunt]

holiday gift for @cheddargoblin 💛💛💛 i had such a blast drawing these three >:3

[dailyserirei]

wow! can you believe it!?!?!?! i didnt notice the followers count till now 😭

[qiekzart]

day 30 drawing len until my preorder arrives

i got carried away with brushes and effects awnyway have this funny little chibi

u can send requests in my askbox ,,>_<,, (5 requests in askbox as of writing)

[ilyfynn]

hiiiiii i just finished reading forever winter and your interpretation of ranked really caught my interest! i was wondering if you could share some more of your worldbuilding for it :3

HELLO!!!!!! ive had this ask nestled away in my inbox for like, forever, and im so sorry for being so late but better late than never i think!! so. forever winter worldbuilding. putting this under a cut because i fear its gonna get long 😭

i think the interpretation of ranked in forever winter stems from the core concept that the city needs speedruns happening to function. so every time a speedrunner kills a dragon a certain amount of energy is released which consequently has, over the years, been able to be harnessed by technology and infrastructure already built into the city. and ranked is the council's - HBG's, basically - way of encouraging more and more people to do good for the city. so the ranked runners get allocated accomodation, a fairly good wage, and a competitive and possibly rewarding environment to do what is basically an essential job.

so ranked comes in seasons. in forever winter, our dearest main character pulsar is stated to have previously been doing ranked as part-time - i imagine people originally learn speedrunning as a hobby then try it out as a job. and for pulsar it clicks - he's good at it, too, and it lands him a place right splat bang in the more elite department of the ranked building where the higher elo players reside permanently. so lower elo players would be more likely to have day jobs, not quite as intense as pulsar's new one - pulsar, on the other hand, is now officially set to be living in the building permanently for at least a season (depending on what a runner signs up for).

the rooms that they receive aren't exactly luxurious. for forever winter, they're underground - no sunlight, no windows, just row upon row of generic grey housing. theyre mostly in pairs i believe - that's why we have pulsar and anco, hax and rowl, etc etc. it's not perfect, which is why pulsar originally is alone for a while before anco comes back from retirement. these rooms, they have all the essentials - a bathroom, two beds, a couch, a kitchen area with a sink and so on and on. i had a map drawn of this at some point but im not quite sure where it is and i don't really want to search through four months of dms to find it 😭 but it is very clear in my head.

in general the runners would get up, maybe spend some time in the lounge described in the fic, then ultimately head to the machines to queue. in forever winter i see the machines as these sort of waist-height control panels where theres a central button that is the queue up button - you'd press it and you'd be in queue, free to roam the corridors and wander until you get matched. from there you'd then have to get back to the machine to be yanked into another world where one of you will kill the dragon to release its energy and power the city!! and this happens on repeat and repeat. its a job. its important.

it's ranked.

and at the end of every season playoffs happens, the opportunity to win money and just play a tournament really. and it's not like how ranked typically works - the whole season will end before this, causing there to be a slight break in which people might leave to go on holiday etc. they also might stay behind, but not a lot of people probably want to do that. so playoffs happens, and the way i imagine fw playoffs is there being this little side room where the runners step in to begin running, and then this big showing cinema-like auditorium thing where members of the public might come to watch the official camera stream in person. because with the ranked infrastructure and everything it is definitely possible to render replays as such that we see in the real ranked game too. this would also be broadcast live on twitch to people to watch worldwide. i think its beautiful, honestly.

then break happens, then it goes, then everyone comes back (most people, anyway) to speedrun again. and it goes round and round and the seasons go and go but you know what doesn't? pulsar. summer goes, but pulsar stays. sorry i couldnt resist

that's a pretty good summary of my portrayal of forever winter ranked, i think. its very specific and probably the most well-thought-out interpretation i have of ranked so far. its not the only one, but none of them are quite the same fw, there's something so special about this to me.

im probably missing other details described in the actual fic in this essay, so sorry if ive neglected those! im happy to answer any other questions, if you have them, and im SO SORRY FOR BEING THREE WEEKS LATE 😭😭😭 anyway, thus concludes my forever winter worldbuilding summary :33 tysm for the ask!! it means a lot to me <3

[katrinasis]

diamonds dames and dads is so bad its really funny. its like they tried to pander to intermission fans without ever actually having spoken to one or having read the intermission before or having thought about any of those characters in ten years

[xxxprogamer69xxx]

(ramble in the tags: tl;dr*: i agree and hate that people are toxic about the updates. The reasons i think they're salty because most of the updates after 1.16 have been a bit smaller and a lot of the the features promised to be in one update have been spread through multiple. + plus a bunch of other stuff explaining why i wrote this)

*tldr is slightly different from what i wrote in the tags

I hate the modern state of discussion about the Minecraft updates, I can't even say I am excited about a new block, and people start immediately saying that it sucks, and that Mojang are lazy

Fun

[snowfallenlavender]

we are cuddling on the couch and im giving her smooches as we speak! also,

I SAW THE TAG, HER CALLING ME SUNFLOWER WOULD MAKE ME MELT TBH SHDBDBN

tho i think i should be the one calling her that cuz of how bright and cheery she is (and how shes taller than me sbdbdbd)

would emperor give you any cute nicknames?

HEHEHEHEHEHEHE

she’d totally call you sunflower :3

and as for your question

….yes-

[edgeray]

oh yes i meant when the reader is pregnant if u can, not in a nsfw way im sorry i made it unclear😭

Dragon Hunter Mother Part 4

(Arlecchino x Fem! Reader)

A/N -Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3  It is once again dragon time, guys. I've written three dragon-related things straight 😩. The part you guys have been waiting for. Actual romance, hell yeah. Extra fluff for that one annoying moot (you know who you are 😡). It’s a bit short compared to the other parts for this series, but probably because there's no new lore dump. Guys, I’ve thought so far into this au, please feel free to ask questions about this AU outside of requests. I am dying to talk about random bits of lore I made up (such as Arle's backstory that I won't be able to write). Also this isn't the end. Because there is going to be a Part 5. What the fuck, guys /j.  Hi anons!! Yes, you can be 🦊 anon and 👅anon. I'm sorry for how late this was first anon, I know I kept you for a while 😭. Also I'm sorrry for not being able to fulfil parts of your request because a) jealous arle wouldn't make sense given the worldbuilding, and b) i don't write nsfw of any kind. Sorry. I'm not going to include how exactly you're pregnant because it makes me uncomfortable writing it, so I'll just leave it up to your interpretation.  Please don't let these discourage you from requesting from me :). I always try my best to satisfy every request as long as it's reasonable and within my rules.  Content warnings / info - no warnings :), 1.8k words

Recovering from the infected wound didn't take long–in fact, it only took a week to be fully healthy, and the wound was healing nicely. Arlecchino was able to take care of everything while you were bedridden. You were surprised by how diligent and aware she seemed to be of taking care of you, especially as a dragon, but you didn't question it. She has had several decades of experience before you, you wouldn't be surprised if she picked up on a few things about humans. 

It's been about four months since the dragon hunters incident, and you have yet had another situation like that. Venturing into the town you had previously been going to was no longer safe, and so you began frequenting another bordering village. It was a bit further away, but because it turned out to be a port town, it ended up providing you with a lot more food and resources you previously couldn't access; including: fresh fish, more meat and produce, and more clothes and fabric. 

The trio have grown big enough to which you ride on top of one of them with no difficulty. They not only increased in size, but also their affection for you, crawling into your lap or climbing your back, or simply pouncing on any limb and holding onto you tightly. The same could be said for you, you no longer saw them as children, but your children. Arlecchino tells you that they refer to you as ‘Mother’ often.

Speaking of Arlecchino, she is no longer the standoffish dragon she was before the dragon hunters incident. On certain days, she can be just as clingy, if not more, than the children, although she would vehemently deny it with a scoff if you are to ever bring it up. Over time, she was less dragon, and more human to you, and with that, your attraction towards her continued to blossom. Your current relationship status with her is still strange, neither of you had ever labeled it on human standards, nor have the two of you ever ‘courted’ one another–in human or in draconic methods. Still, neither the two of you could miss the glances or the way you hold each other. 

Lately, the past few weeks, she has been acting strange. She's been exiting the cave more often alone, leaving you with her children to tend to, not that you mind. She returns hours later, usually with some type of wild animal she caught for you: deer, the occasional bear or moose, sometimes even pigs. You often stand at the entrance of the cave, dumbfounded as she drags the dead creature by her teeth in her dragon form, while the hatchlings salivate. If it's not wild animals, it's usually an arrangement of different colored stones she found along the shores or in the river. You appreciate them, but you're no less puzzled by the intention with each gift. 

You tried to wrack your brain of why she would be behaving like this, but you can’t come up with anything. It also seemed like with every gift you received, she became more and more… saddened? You weren't entirely sure for the reason, but you don't want to offend her by questioning her more. As the weeks pass by, and she disappears more and more, it seems like Arlecchino is… moping. 

You have asked the children multiple times, but all they do is give you a pointed look before jerking their head towards their Father and letting out a rumble. When you approach Arlecchino, asking what was troubling her, all she does is shake her head, her subtle pout ever so slightly intensifying. Finally, having enough of Arlecchino staring blankly at her hands for hours straight, you finally come up to her, taking her clawed hands in yours and gaze into her eyes. 

“Arlecchino. Tell me what's wrong,” you demand gently but firmly, kissing her knuckles.

The dragon stays silent, turning away from you, making your eye twitch. 

“Please…” You plead. 

Arlecchino seems hesitant to answer, opening her mouth before closing it several times. She contemplates something deeply, then lets out a steady exhale. 

“I've been… making courting attempts towards you,” she quietly admits, her cheeks flushing the slightest amount. “But… it seems like you're unreceptive to it because you're human.” 

Courting attempts? As if she was trying to establish a romantic relationship with you? No, it’s not courting as in ‘human courting.’ If it has to do with dragons, then perhaps it means–

“You… you want me as your mate?” You whisper out loud, your face undeniably warm at the realization, and your lips quirk up to the faintest smile. 

The dragon nods timidly, so unbefitting for a strong beast like herself. She peers at you intently, searching and analyzing every twitch of your face to come up with her own answer. You let out a huff, raising your arms to cup the sides of her face in your palms. The cold texture of her skin will never be an unwelcome sensation. 

“You could have told me instead of pouting like one of our children,” you chuckle, stepping closer to lean your forehead against her chest, feeling her thumping heart through it. 

“I didn't know if you wanted to be since… you never responded to my attempts. I know that it's silly seeing that you're human, but I felt more and more discouraged…” Her voice is low and vulnerable, and it makes you want to do nothing more but hold her in your arms forever.  

“You really still have so many things to learn about humans,” you giggle, pressing your lips against her nose. Fingers card through Arlecchino's silky locks, and you hum contently.

 “What do you mean?” 

You grin knowingly. “We like more direct expressions of our desires.” 

You stand on your tiptoes before leaning in, warm lips gracing cold ones as you pull her towards you. Your arms lock around her neck, keeping the two of you against each other. Quickly, Arlecchino responds, pressing her mouth against yours fervently while her fangs prick your bottom lip. You groan into the kiss, and squeak when her hands slide down to your behind, lifting you up from your feet and wrapping your legs around her waist. 

The two of you pull away, and there's almost a feral look in her eyes. 

“There's somewhere I have to take you to,” she growls in your ear, and you can't deny that it makes your stomach coil, your loins burning.  

“Okay…” You murmur, holding onto her tightly. She carries you with ease, walking out of the cave and following along the edge of the mountain's base. It takes only about ten minutes until you spot a small opening, another cavern. Arlecchino takes you inside, and your eyes widen at the sight.

It's a nest, a careful structure supported by stones as the foundation with the sides from branches and sliced tree trunks, before the top is covered in an assortment of blankets and pillows. However, it's smaller and cozier than the nest at home–as if it's made for humans. You carefully step into it, sitting down and finding it pleasantly comfortable. 

“Arlecchino…” you gasp out with whispered awe. 

“Yes…?” 

“Where did you get the money for this?” You question, holding a heap of the numerous silk blankets in your arms, giving her a pointed look knowing damn well it wasn't your money. 

The dragon brings a claw to her face and scratches nervously. “I had Lyney search the bodies of the dragon hunters for anything of value. They had quite a hefty sum,” Arlecchino confesses. 

You sigh in relief, glad that no weaver or innocent person was harmed in getting this. “It's lovely. Is this what you've been leaving the cave for for so long?” 

Arlecchino nods, her voice bashful. “It's… it's a mating nest, so that if it were to happen the children would not be there. I wanted to ask you here…” 

The dragon walks inside the nest, before kneeling down before you, her clawed hands gingerly finding yours and holding them in her large palms. “Would you like to be my mate?” 

“I thought my answer was obvious. Of course,” you answer, smiling. “But isn't mating season in another two months?” 

She nods in response. “I wanted to prepare as early as possible. I wanted everything to be perfect.” ‘For you,’ she leaves out, but you know it's what she implies.

“It is perfect. Thank you… though I feel bad,” you murmur, your own face flustered by your embarrassment. “It took me this long to realize. I guess… I should make it up to you by courting you back, right?” 

Arlecchino flushes, her face visibly reddening. “What do you mean?”

“I mean… you've courted me with how dragons usually do it. I will do the same, but with humans. Does that sound alright?” You offer, giving her the largest grin. 

Arlecchino's face softens, leaning down and pressing her forehead against you. “Yeah… yeah, that sounds alright,” she murmurs against your lips. 

—

Three months have passed by since then. 

Safe to say, you’re pregnant. 

Arlecchino’s attentiveness towards you had always been impressive, but it borders on extreme with how much she pampers you. Before the mating season, you've taught her all you can about human civilization and socialization so that in the instance you won't be able to travel to town yourself, she can instead. While you always have saved up a lot of money from your time as a dragon hunter, she likes to spend it on you unreservedly. 

It would be endearing if it weren't the excessive amount of blankets in the nest, as if you weren't warm enough. Not to mention the amount of books she's gotten you. Since she doesn't exactly know how to navigate a bookstore, or how to differentiate between different genres of books, she’s gotten you dictionaries, children's book, erotica even. She was blissfully unaware why you read a page for a few seconds, shut the book immediately, took a deep breath before reopening the book, only to reshut it as well, repeating the same process. You didn't want her to get any… ideas. 

Currently, Arlecchino was in her dragon form, nestled around you   protectively from any gusts of wind that may pass through the cave entrance, her tail thumping against the floor softly. Her head rests besides you, her throat rumbling gratifyingly as you run your hand over her snout. 

The trio are currently fighting over some of the beef jerky you mistakenly bought for them, unaware of the chaos it would ensue in the cave. They seem to forget that you can return to the town to buy them more… Ah well, hatchlings will be hatchlings. 

You wonder how much more lively the cave will be with another one. 

[chaiichait]

Cardan is such an early justin bieber fan

posting again!! (my gallery is dying)

[beesakura]

Sorrry if this is a late post got pretty busy these past few days ˃̣̣̣̣̣̣︿˂̣̣̣̣̣̣  but im back at it again :) im still figuring out my artstyle so all of my drawing looks different from each other

[denziru]

Your style is so cool, the anatomy is AWESOOOOMEEEE…and also mermaid moon pretty 👉🏻👈🏻

HI i am SORRY TYHANK YOU I APPRECIATE IT! IM SORRRY for the late reply i have been busy and havent had much motivation for art lately BUT

Here take this as an apology i am very sorry qwq some doodlesss

[andrewgraveshands]

SORRRY IM LATE AGAIN SORRYYYY

happy andrew graves hands have my one of my fav official art

[amireallythelast]

Amalthea watched the stranger right himself with curiosity, so many questions piled up in her mind. “You’re welcome.” She replied sweetly to the others gratitude.

She dug her hoof in the ground idly while listening to him talk about his homeland. “That’s sounds unfortunate but I can say Earth falls into that category too. Humans tend to let greed motivate their actions far too much. And yes, this is my forest, my home. I protect this place, it is my home and the animals and creatures within it are my family. With magic I am able to keep the foliage of trees, shrubs and grass evergreen as well as thwart any hunters that come traipsing into my territory.”

Consideration washed over her gleaming frame before the unicorn asked. “Are you hungry Grimulf?”

Amalthea took a step back, allowing the visitor from the sky time to adjust. She could not help but be curious about him, thousands of question piled up in her mind to ask. But the need to take it slow was very, very evident.

"You can call me Amalthea. You're in my forest upon a planet called Earth. Welcome traveler." The unicorn gave a little shake of her head, this caused her long platinum mane to glisten with magic.

"I forgive you ---" She paused and thought about how disorientated he must feel. "What shall I call you?"

[loah-blublub]

HAPPY LATE BDAY @perfectlovevn IM SO SORRRY:(((

BTW ZOHFHOIOF ITS FUNNY CUE ITYD MY BDAYYYY<333