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“Mephistopheles?” 😃
“No. McDonalds. I thought you might be hungry”🧍
“I don’t eat.” 🤦♀️😂 I really love a ‘not of this world’ character that says weird shit & other characters just roll with it lol
WAIT.A DAMN MINUTE HOW SHE FIGURE OUT HOW TO GET OUTTA THE SEATBELT?! 🤷♀️😂😇 She a wizard!!!
“Where are you going?” “To talk to the King!” 🤔🧐🤨
Mercy-two
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Pairings: Noah Sebastian x Fallen Angel!OC
Warnings: swearing, angst, fluff, smut, mythological talk, violence.
Summary: "Blinded by a fear of feeling, these are the kings we chose. Lost and looking for the meaning, I've been searching high and low" It came crashing down on him. This is the story of the highest banished angel from where she came only to find home in the arms of a mortal man. This mortal realizing he'd face Lucifer himself to keep her.
Lethia: Archangelus Oneironaut also known as Archangel of Dream Walking. Across worlds and dimensions, she walks within. Uncovering dangerous secrets, leaving her cast out, isolated- that is until she begins to learn what it means to feel.
Authors Notes: I hope you all enjoy what I have planned for this story because it's going to be amazing!
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LETHIA
I stood before the old, cracked, mirror, completely bare, and a scowl stared back at me as I took in my new appearance. I felt off; wrong, and despised the darkness that encompassed the room. I held my hand out in front of me to look at the long black nails; sharp as knives. My gaze then took in the sight of the wings that protruded from my shoulder blades and a sob left my lips when I realized that I didn’t look like myself. The ink that covered my arms had no true meaning or designs but one held my gaze longer than the others.
It was on my ribs and the design was of a snake wrapping around a hand that held an apple. I titled my head in confusion at it, unsure as to why this design was the one that stood out to me so much.
Up in the kingdom, my hair was down to my back in golden waves, my nails were short nubs, and my skin was pure with no ink. But I wasn’t sure what I was more afraid of, my wings or my eyes.
My eyes were blood red as I stared at myself in the mirror. It was as if pure evil was in my presence.
The devil.
My body shook at the thought, not knowing where that word came from, and the noise my wings made echoed throughout the abandoned building I was holed up in. The wings that I felt disgusted by. Angels were known by their wings and everyone knew of my bright golden ones. But now, the darkness that caused my fall had taken over every aspect of my form.
My wings were black as the night sky but seemed to almost glow in the darkness of the building. What used to be soft and weightless was now heavy and jagged as it felt like a crushing weight against my back. I wrapped them around myself, hiding underneath the dark feathers, and I let out a shuddering breath. I despised the way I looked now and turned my back to the mirror, refusing to look at myself any longer.
During my time in the Kingdom, I never was present when angels fell but I heard many stories. In all of them, an angel never changed during their fall. They lost their wings but their looks remained the same. Throughout the entire history of angels and the Kingdom, as far as I knew, I was the only angel that drastically changed.
Was it because I went against the King? Was it because of who I found myself in bed with before my fall?
I didn’t know where I went from here, unsure of the path I needed to follow. Since creation, I followed some sort of leader or order but now my purpose didn’t matter.
Through all the doubt and confusion, there was one thing I knew I needed to do. I sat with my legs crossed and took a deep breath while letting my eyes flutter shut. I’d been in this place for the last few days, hiding away from the outside world, as I tried to center myself. Even though I was upset with the way my appearance changed from the fall, I was glad that my powers remained; especially the fact that I was able to become aware of my surroundings. I was in a different time period and while at first, I felt different, an outcast among mortals, with hours spent dream walking I was able to learn more about where I fell.
The cool air brushed along my bare skin, my nipples perking, as I let out a long breath, finally feeling weightless when the scene in front of me changed. No longer was I sitting in the abandoned building but instead, I was standing in front of yet another mirror, still naked. I looked in the reflection of the glass seeing a bed behind me with orange lights glowing from behind it. There was a figure sitting at the edge of it with a piece of fabric wrapped around his waist and water dripped from the long strands of his hair.
The window to the bedroom was open and a crow perched itself on the sill of it, cawing when our gazes locked. I’d seen this crow many times before when I dreamed walked, almost as if it was my familiar.
With another caw from the bird, the man on the bed snapped his head, brown eyes drinking me in as I shifted on my feet and when his hand extended towards me, I studied the tattoos that seemed to cover every inch of skin.
“Lethia.”
I twitched as if hearing my name on his lips awoke something within me.
“Come here.”
Instantly, he pulled me into his lap and my hands rested on his shoulders. It wasn’t only his hands that were tattooed, almost every inch of his chest, stomach, and arms were as well.
He brushed the hair from my face but I kept my gaze cast away from him, not wanting him to see the darkness behind them.
“Don’t hide from me, Lethia. I want to see those eyes.”
A finger lifted my chin where briefly our gazes locked and my heart beat widely in my chest. His name weighed heavy on my tongue but I refused to say it. He licked his lips before they pressed delicate kisses along my jawline, down to my neck, and I sucked in a breath when he used his grip on my hips to move me back and forth on his lap. The fabric that covered his bottom half did nothing to hide the outline of his cock as it pressed against my heated core.
“Say my name,” he rasped in the crook of my neck leaving bites against the skin.
I did my best to shake my head as a moan fell from my lips. Unlike outside of the dream state, I was able to feel his touch; his fingers gripping my hips, his teeth scraping along the pulse point of my neck, and the head of his cock breaking free from the fabric and sliding against my folds.
There were many times in the kingdom that I found myself intimate with other angels, my most recent lover the reason for my fall, but something with him was different. The way my heart pounded so hard in my chest, I could hear it in my ears. Or the way my stomach burned with desire and spread through my entire essence.
“Say it,” he poised the head of his cock at my entrance.
I shook my head. “No.”
A grunt sounded from the back of his throat before he switched our positions so he was leaning over me while I lay beneath him. My fingers quickly worked through the long strands of his still-damp hair, marveling at the softness of them. Intense eyes stared down at me, lip caught between his teeth.
“You’re an angel.”
“Shit,” I mewled when he finally pressed his cock between my folds, filling me up completely.
Not giving me a second to breathe, he began slamming into me with such force I scratched my nails down the tattoos of his chest and stomach to try and grab onto something.
“Say. It.” He punctuated each word with a hard snap of his hips.
His fingers linked through mine and held our intertwined hands above my head. The fire burning from his eyes was almost too much to take so I dropped my gaze lower to his neck and I sucked in a breath at the tattoo.
A snake wrapped around a hand that held an apple.
The pad of his thumb brushed against my swollen clit in fast circles and my toes curled as the orgasm washed over me in a tidal wave, his name finally falling from my lips.
“Noah.”
My eyes snapped open with a choked breath as I nearly stumbled over in my position on the floor. I was back in the abandoned building, alone, and quickly rose to my feet while trying to gain my composure. When I dreamwalked in the past, there never was a set destination, only going where my brain and heart guided me. I wasn't sure why it led me to the man who saved me a few nights ago.
My skin prickled with desire, the feel of Noah still heavy on my senses, and I squeezed my legs together hoping it would kill the ache in my core. It wasn’t uncommon for angels to lay with other angels; I had before, more recently with Lucifer. Which, some above in the Kingdom would say that’s the reason why I fell.
But with this mortal, Noah, something felt different inside of me. An unknown heat burned my entire soul at the mere thought of him. Although I couldn’t feel his physical touch, his emotional touch hindered me in the most confusing ways.
With a deep breath and a roll of my shoulders, my wings sank into my back while I reached for the jeans and shirt I stole from the store around the block. I quickly got dressed and slipped into my black boots. I tried not to let the thoughts of those brown eyes and the tattoo on his neck hinder me from my current mission.
I needed to find a church.
NOAH
My feet pounded lightly against the pavement as I left my car parked in the street, ready to meet up with the guys for a late lunch. I’d been in the studio most of the day and when Jolly called about getting something to eat, my stomach growled in agreement before I could.
“You need to get out of the house, Noah. You’ve been locked in the studio the last three days.”
I didn’t bother arguing with Jolly because it was true. The old, battered, notebook I used to write my lyrics never left my side the last few days, my current page being bookmarked by the long black feather; the one Lethia left behind in her wake. The image, the thought of her taking over every part of me. Even in my dreams, she felt so real. The touch of her, the scent of her, and her sweet sounds especially the dream I had mere hours ago felt so fucking real. Even the crow that watched us from my window.
I was still perplexed as to why for the last few weeks I kept dreaming of Lethia, long before even meeting her. And why ever since I did meet her, the dreams felt more intense; real.
Running a hand through my hair, I rounded the block and pushed past the large crowds of people that poured out from the bar, stumbling into the streets; dressed to the nines in costume. With Halloween a couple of weeks away, some of the local bars were having Costume Nights, hence what I was seeing right now. There was a sudden commotion just past the group of people and I stopped at what I saw.
“What the fuck,” I muttered the curse into my hand as I rubbed my jaw.
Lethia was standing at the corner of the block with her hands wrapped around a man's wrist.
“What gives you the right to say those vulgar words to me?” the anger in her voice radiated down the block.
The man, dressed in a white toga and golden leaf crown, tried to rip his arm from Lethia’s grip but hissed out in pain.
“Those jeans do wonders for your ass, sweetheart. Those tits are begging to be grabbed.”
A scowl pulled on her lips. “Mortals. You’re disgusting. You all think you’re owed anything you desire.”
“I’ll give you whatever you desire,” the man traced a finger down her face.
Jealousy stabbed my chest seeing how close he was to Lethia but before I could step in, she had twisted his arm over her head, causing him to flip over onto his back, slamming into the pavement below. He tried to fight it but Lethia simply stepped on his chest, keeping him locked in place with her boot.
“What the fuck,” he struggled.
Lethia pressed the heel of her boot harder into his chest. “I should eviscerate you, right here. In front of your friends who simply can’t stand up for you. How pathetic.”
One of the guys’ friends snuck up behind Lethia to try and wrap an arm around her neck to pull her away but she must have heard or sensed him because she whipped around, knocking him back with elbow.
“Fucking bitch!” The second guy cried out, clutching his bloody nose.
Toga guy scrambled to his feet but Lethia was two steps ahead of him and kicked him in the nose, knocking him back down.
“How is she so strong?” Toga guy spat out blood.
Hearing the crowd next to me muttering something about calling the police, I cursed and pushed my way through, knowing that if I didn’t do something soon, Lethia would be in a position she couldn’t fight her way out of.
“What the fuck!” She screamed as I quickly scooped her up, tossing her over my shoulder. “Unhand me! NOW!”
Her hands smacked against my back but not wanting to risk staying around the mess of bodies at my feet, I quickly ran back down the block toward my car.
“Can you stop smacking me?” I grunted while shifting her position on my shoulder.
“LET ME GO!” Lethia tried to knee me in the gut but I wrapped my arm tighter around her legs, keeping her locked in place.
It took a bit of trouble but I managed to reach for my keys to unlock my car just as I walked up. Yanking the door open, I gently dropped Lethia into the front seat, her feet kicking widely at me.
“I swear to gods if you don’t stop kicking me, I’m going to leave you here to deal with those assholes on your own,” I said with agitation.
It was a lie. I had zero intentions of leaving her here with them, even if she could handle herself.
Lethia halted her thrashing for a moment, tilting her head up towards me as I leaned over the car.
“Gods? What Gods? There is only one King,” she said.
Sudden commotion from where we just came from caught my attention and I saw Toga guy and friend frantically looking around.
“Shit,” I cursed while quickly buckling Letha into her seat.
“What is this contraption? Why can’t I move?”
Ignoring her shouts, I shut the door and ran across to the driver's side, easily slipping behind the wheel. Thankfully I was able to drive away without the two guys noticing Lethia was in my front seat.
“What the hell was that about?” I asked, glancing at her briefly.
She kept pulling on her seatbelt. “Those men said such vulgar things. I couldn’t allow them to get away with it.
The sound of the blinker echoed in my car as I turned left, our destination unknown.
“I’m pretty sure you broke both of their noses,” I chuckled.
“I would have done more if you didn’t pull me away,” Lethia grumbled under her breath, the seatbelt snapping against her chest.
She didn’t even flinch.
“You need to let me out of whatever this thing is.”
I raised a brow. “Have plans?”
Her red eyes assessed every inch of my car before her gaze fell on the side of my face.
“None that concern you,” Lethia replied flatly.
I hummed while pulling the car to a stop at a red light. My fingers drummed against the steering wheel as silence filled the tiny space between us. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched as Lethia stared straight out through the windshield of the car.
“Do all mortal men have staring problems?” Her lips were pulled in a tight line.
I bit the inside of my cheek to keep my smirk away. “I’ve never seen eyes your color before.”
When the light turned green, I began driving again, hoping Lethia would give me an inclination on where she wanted to go.
“There’s quite a lot you don’t know about me, Noah,” she clicked her tongue on her teeth.
My cock twitched in my jeans at the way my name sounded on her lips and I shifted in the seat, my knuckles turning white from how hard I was grasping the steering wheel.
I cleared my throat. “I’m glad to see your injuries healed up nicely.”
“I said they would, didn’t I?” Lethia smugly smiled.
Ignoring her witty remark, I pulled into a parking lot. She gazed up out of the window at the large yellow M sign.
“Mephistopheles?”
“No,” I shook my head with furrowed brows. “Mcdonalds. I thought you might be hungry.”
She fell back into her seat. “I don’t eat.”
I continued to stare at her, confusion etched in my bones. This was only our second meeting and every time she either said or did something that made me question where she came from.
“I know you said you weren’t hungry but what if-.”
Lethia suddenly sat forward. “Is that a church”
With narrowed eyes, I followed her finger as she pointed to a building across the street.
“Uh-yeah?” I answered with hesitation.
“Thank you,” she gave a curt nod then all but scrambled out of my car.
“Wait,” I followed her movements by walking in front of the car.
But it was too late, Lethia was already halfway down the block.
“Where are you going?” I called after her.
“I need to talk to the King!” She waved a hand over her shoulder and then slipped into the sudden darkness that encased the church.
I never pegged her to be the religious type, needing to talk to her king this late in the evening but then again, I didn’t know much about her to begin with.
My feet went to follow but the buzzing from my pocket halted me and when I peered at the screen, I knew I couldn’t ignore this. With a long sigh, I got back into my car, Lethia still heavy on my mind.
LETHIA
I sat in the long, beaten, pew, and stared up at the altar where a lone statue of Jesus stood. His arms spread wide as if it was accepting everyone’s sin with a stone face; literally. A low scowl pulled on my lips as I glared at the statue.
“I don’t understand why your creation was more important than ours. The King always favored you more than us.”
An ear-ringing silence filled the large space of the church as I continued to sit there, waiting for any kind of sign from above.
“I’ve followed you since my creation. I was your number one for as long as I can remember. However, you cast me out because I loved someone other than you? We were all your children but didn’t think twice about turning your back on me.”
I sat forward with a start, hands gripping the pew in front of me and my long black nails dug into the wood.
“Why did you cast me in a different time? Is this punishment?”
The only noise in the church was the sound of the old building creaking with the blowing wind from outside.
“Fuck, give me some sort of answer!” I bellowed, my voice echoing.
More silence and that’s what finally made me rise to my feet with a start and I spat on the floor.
“Why did I think I’d get any answers from you? I’ll figure this out on my own.”
Turning my back to the altar, my footsteps bounced off the marble walls as I pushed open the doors of the church, bounding down the steps with newfound adrenaline. It was foolish of me to think I’d get the answers I deserved in a building that was built for two things; worship and greed.
My fire eyes stared straight ahead as I pushed my way through the bodies of mortals whose problems paled in comparison to mine. My mind was filled with so many different things, that I hadn’t realized I walked straight into a body, never feeling his touch, until my voice was called; quite loudly.
“Lethia!”
My gaze snapped up towards those familiar brown eyes, filled with warmth and concern.
I was wrapped in one of his arms, although I couldn’t feel it, I knew his fingers were grazing over my lower back; I felt it in my heart.
“Are you alright? You look pretty upset,” Noah asked.
His scent tickled my nose and it brought back memories of when I walked in his dream earlier. I was able to feel everything in his dream; his touch, his lips on my skin, his cock as it buried deep inside of me, and my orgasm as it ripped through me.
But here, in the flesh, I couldn’t feel any part of him on my skin. My lip quivered because out of all the confusion on where my life went moving forward, what dug the knife deeper into my chest was the fact I couldn’t feel him.
He’s a mortal! Why does my heart yearn for him in ways I don’t understand?
“Are you following me? It seems like everywhere I turn, you’re there!” I snapped, ripping myself from his embrace.
Something flashed in his eyes. “I promise you, I’m not.”
The tattoo on his neck caught my attention as it peaked through the hood of his black sweater and I felt my hands twitch at my sides. My long nails practically begged me to dig into the bright-colored ink because it mirrored the one on my ribs. There had to be some kind of connection between us, hence why I thought of Noah when I fell and how easily it was to walk into his dream earlier. Not to mention our matching tattoos.
His long hair was pulled back, only a few strands falling into the soft features of his face, and it was then that I noticed the large bag on his shoulder.
“What’s that?” I motioned towards it.
“My guitar,” Noah shifted it on his back.
“Guitar?”
“Yeah,” he nodded with a faint smile. “You know, for music.”
Music.
“You play- music?” I spoke slowly.
“Yeah, I have a band. Bad Omens.”
The proud smile on his face made something flutter in the pits of my stomach and I shifted on my feet at the uncomfortable and unknown feeling.
“Do you know Luce, then? He used to play music all the time for me.” I wondered.
If the King couldn’t give me the answers I sought, I knew Lucifer would if I found him.
Noah’s brows furrowed. “The name doesn't sound familiar, sorry.”
Cursing, I ran a hand through my hair, it still shocked me that my hands smacked my shoulder instead of continuing to run through long longs. The short length would take time to get used to.
“Why don’t you let me take you home? It’s getting kind of late.” He suggested.
I waved him off. “I was kicked out of my home.”
Noah’s jaw dropped slightly. “So, where are you staying then?”
Movement over his shoulder caught my eyes and I sucked in a breath; familiar emerald eyes staring back at me. They were calling me in, pulling my soul back to his. Black strands of his hair were combed back, further showcasing those bright eyes. His olive-colored skin I spent many nights in the Kingdom kissing sparkled under the moonlight.
“Lethia, come home.” His deep rich voice spoke to me.
“Lucifer,” I breathed.
Noah’s face twitched. “What?”
Ignoring him, I pushed past him and through the sea of people, trying to reach Lucifer until his form vanished with the blowing wind.
#noah sebastian#mercy#fallen angel or lorge bird lol basically same thing noah#lmao @ me#shall i compare thee to a lorge bird#sry not sry#im adhd & a wee bit stoned#fOcUsSsSs#i get shes like upset at her appearance#cuz shes lost herself#but fr she seems cooler now#ooo she can only feel him in dreams#dream walker baddie#say my name say my name#getting kinda crazy aint callin me baby why the sudden change#damn noah n his bde#does lucifer own a nightclub & solve murders with the LAPD?#prolly not huh#oh snap the crow was creepin that whole time#dirty bird#😂😂😂#lethia a baddie fo sho#👏here👏for👏it👏#EVISCERATE IS SUCH A GREAT WORD#i like it#lmao he just picked her up and strolled away#damn then she ran off to talk to the burger king then ran off to talk to lucifer
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#aaaaaaaaaa#art#tags?#drawing#mystic messenger#mystic messenger 707#707#saeyoung choi#mysme 707#mystic messenger meme#mysme fanart#mysme luciel#why does he have so many names#insert all of his names in the tags#boom#so smart done#meme#I did good hands here pls clap now#👏👏👏#yay#why was his hair so difficult to draw#send help#in the form of a yacht#ty#I feel like I could have done better with this but I am but a poor lazy artist#doodle doodle
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have you had your daily are we doing an encore
#cosmo sylvan oscars campaign 👏#rain ghoul#the band ghost#rite here rite now#ghovie spoilers#rhrn spoilers#i currently have this incurable condition called Draw Rain where every time my pen touches the tablet rain happens#no matter what else i was supposed to be working on#i swear phantom's character sheet is up next 😭#also thank you ghesties for the love on my prev post wowie
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dichotomy of sura 🍑
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🤠 (bday vers below the cut)
Tag list: @st-leclerc @rubywingsracing @saviour-of-lord @three-days-time @the-wall-is-my-goal @albonoooo @ch3rubd0lls @brawngp2009
#happy bday sharl ‼️#highly requested on insta which is funny bc i associate cowboy Charles with my lestappen au on here 😭#ogs remember that lestappen cowboy au 😼#with all of that lore…. what was I on#I miss it#n e ways#the bday version this time around is sloppy#I didn’t quite know how to work around the cowboy hat here#YEEHAW#THE STARS AT NIGHT SO BIG AND BRIGHT 👏👏👏#DEEP IN THE HEART OF TEXAS#charles leclerc 16#charles leclerc#cl16#f1#formula 1#f1blr#f1 fanart#formula one#f1 art#annie’s art#formula one fanart#formulanni#formula 1 fanart#austin gp 2024
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Has this been done yet??
#no but really keep lestappen away from the drivers please#im glad team redline didn't acknowledge it#its okay to joke about it here but#stop mentioning it to them and/or their inner circles#oh fuck it team redline memtion it the second i post this and max the actual idiot is laughing so who cares#seriously tho 👏stop 👏mentioning 👏f1ships 👏and rpf 👏to drivers👏👏and people👏close👏to👏them👏#formula 1#max verstappen#lestappen#formula one#f1#streamer max#team redline#lols#formula fun#23h for mind
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noel: "that is the best advert for alcohol i've ever seen in me life." liam [gibberishly]: "it's not, don't believe him." (x)
#deathdropping like a proper queen 👏#it's okay liam i know it was on purpose#i like the way he stumbles and sways but saves it and then a split second later collapses like a puppetman#that video of the guy slipping in the snow for a full thirty seconds#oasis#liam gallagher#ours#zenith lille#or as it's known affectionately (reverently) around here: drunk france
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TSAMS, EAPS EPISODE REVIEW! 👏 👏 👏
... I didn't know who MUCH I needed this piece of art in my life till now! Kiwi THANK YOU FOR DRAWING THIS! This is gonna be my banner for a bit. Okay, onto the actual review. We finally got some Sun and Solar bonding moments, and I'm happy about that. I noticed a lot of people mentioned that Sun and Solar didn't really hang out a lot, and I thought "No they have to have hanged out like this before?" Well, color me surprised they didn't really hang out a lot. So, I'm glad we got an episode with just them bonding. Jack has become a stinkin' criminal. He stole a bugatti! Do you know how expensive that car is?! (Seriously, do you cause I don't.) Solar, you might want to do some reprogramming or teach Jack morals cause at this rate he'll steal the declaration of Independence! Move over, Nick Cage!
Solar is still wrapping his head around the new moon/Nexus situation, and I don't blame him. Imagine waking up from being dead only to discover your best friend/brother/cousin has become dangerously unstable and tried to kill one of your family members. Ya, you'd need a few days to process all that, too. But I'm glad Solar has Sun and the others to lean on. I am still very worried about what will happen when Solar and Nexus meet again. Pray for him y'all.
First gaming video of the Eclipse and Puppet show! Yay! 👏 👏 👏 👏 @damien-candle did an amazing job on everyone. I love how they draw Foxy with his little scruff, and Earth just looks adorable as always. Okay, now, spoiler alert in 3..2..1
Foxy loses... as usual.
That's not much of a surprise, but what is a surprise is EARTH IS HERE! She popped by for a visit. I hope we get an episode where she explores this universe with Eclipse and Puppet. That would be fun. Eclipse is surprisingly good at Game of life. Maybe it's just luck, but my headcanon us he's just a master of all board games!
Amazing episodes today from everyone! 👏 👏
11/10 👏
I need more Marvel x TSBS art in my life.
#sun and moon show#tsams#eclipse and puppet show#eaps#tsams sun#tsams solar#tsams jack#Sunpool#Solverine#Sunpool and Solverine#Jackgambit#jack as gambit actually makes a lot of sense cause a Jack is a type of card! How am I now realizing that?!#Eclipse is king of all boardgames!#Earth's here! 😃 yay!#Foxy still fails at the game of life no matter what universe he's in 🤣#the thumbnail artist did a great job today 👏 👍#I need more Tsbs x marvel fanart#I need more Tsams x marvel fanart!#eaps eclipse#eaps puppet#eaps foxy#laes earth#mgafs foxy#mgafs puppet#tsams eclipse
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frequency suit dance performance : kun
#kun#wayv#qian kun#kuntent#😝😝😝🤭🤭😎😎🥵🙂👏🤯🤯🤯🤯💥😌😍🥰🥰😍🐕😳😋#they said suit dance performance but like hes so goth and emo here lmao#whatever you say beautiful <3
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Pocahontas (1995)
#fucked up thing is he's probably not lying.#pocahontas (1995)#pocahontas x john smith#pocahontasedit#pocahontasgif#disneyedit#disneygif#disney's pocahontas#disney pocahontas#disney john smith#pocahontas#john smith#fyeahpocahontas#diseyfeverdaily#dailyflicks#queso*edit#queso*gif#for real tho if we were to assume the general backstory of disney's john smith is the same or even Similar to the real john smith's#then yeah. yeah he's had worse.#everyone in this movie has PTSD and i think we should Talk about that#ALSO let's give it up for john pomeroy and his team for just doing the MOST with this man's face here#big hand 👏👏👏
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OKAY BUT-!
#the owl house#toh#toh luz#toh caleb#caleb wittebane#toh watching and dreaming#toh spoilers#the owl house season 3 spoilers#the owl house season 3#🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰#👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏#YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWE#GIVE HIM NOTHING#okay but I really love how neither spoke in either scene#👏 Belos 👏 deserves 👏 nothing 👏 less 👏#THE ABSOLUTE DISDAIN IN THEIR EYYESSSSS#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA#I do wish there was some image of Caleb actually in the finale#but I'll settle for the parallels here
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even when analyzing this picture u can tell the clinical difference between alpha and omega. charles is popping the ass out more
#u can tell easily who’s the one that has muscle memory of presenting hole#meanwhile Carlos’ stance is one of my dick is too huge to sit here comfortably#ya this is my first post of the day#THE STANCE 👏 they mean BUSINESS#the business being omegaverse#this image is relative to#omega rights#!!!#let omegas show hole in public spaces again!!!#omegalerc#charlos
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Listen. We never heard Tech laugh. We never saw him with his goggles off. And he's the only brother who did not hug Omega.
Three perfectly good reasons for Lucasfilm to bring him back. These need to be addressed immediately.
#i also refuse to believe he died without ever being kissed#LET 👏 PHEE 👏 SMOOCH!!!! 👏#the episode will only take 5 mins. here it goes: they rescue him from tarkin's cryo-frozen chamber à la s7 echo#he is not wearing goggles ✅#omega hugs him ✅ and then he gets a group hug. this makes him laugh ✅#then they land on pabu and phee plants one right on the lips ✅ THE END 🥰#see that was easy!!!#tbb tech#techphee#tech lives
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Apple tv is making a WondLa show and as a fan of the books, I have to say I feel a slight bit of dissapointment!
The art style is extremely clean and scifi, it's that smooth CG look and I think I just would have loved to see it in the dark Crystal, lotr animated movie, high fantasy style that I know!
And disclaimer let me make some things clear:
1. The art for the show is not BAD. It is not Wrong, artists also made that and I hope they were compensated well for work well done. This is me expressing a personal preference for a different art style.
2. My GOD this is not about Eva Nine redesign.
Just putting that in the appropriate sized font, but no yeah Eva was like synthetically made she can be any ethnicity. And those are the types of changes that should be made!
There's actually a whole plotline of Eva infiltrating this city and having to conform and all that, and I think it will hit way harder with a non-white protagonist.
But yes once again I would have loved to see a new 2024 Eva redesigned in that high fantasy style! This Eva with original Eva's braids and baggy, off shoulder comfy looking outfits that made me Feral as a kid I'd love to see it.
And yeah those are the choices I feel dissapointment about!
Eva's wand becoming a sci-fi bracelet?
Muthr robot losing all those crazy panels and mechanical pieces for a smooth floating Alexa looking design.
I know there is certainly very practical reasons they couldn't reproduce this but I feel like it's the mindset of making just a sci-fi show that is the issue!
WondLa is a sci fi story, TOLD like a fairytale of a girl leaving her wood home, straying from the forest. At first look it just really feels like they sacrificed all the fun tactile storybook stuff for this very clean aesthetic that is just different to what I love about WondLa.
I think something like how Wolfwalkers or Klaus was styled would be much more suitable! And appletv produced Wolfwalkers I think!
So once again there is no moral failing happening here, I'm just saying I'm a fan of the original art and would have Preferred if we leaned harder that direction.
#also wanted to get ahead and say here is the opinion of a fan#and if racists try to claim Eva's new design as why this show might not appeal to old fans#just want you to know they're dumb and wrong and suck and it's not because of that#honestly seeing Eva with my hair texture as a kid might have Changed my Life😭👏#search for WondLa#wondla#animation#eva nine#books#tv shows
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two cute Daniel moments via F1 Authentics Insta ❤️✨
#daniel ricciardo#autumn posts#the way he is sitting omg#so cute#his SMILE#I am down so horrendous it is sickening#I've not even seen DTS yet 😵💫#cannot wait for the weekend ahh I want to make my potato gifs 💕#gosh I need my discord emotes everywhere I am LOST without them#insert that cute cat clapping gif here 👏🐱 the one that conveys pleased excitement
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