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A Soft Proposal
Summary: Gale's first proposal doesn't go as planned. Neither does the second, and nor does the wedding. But in the best way possible. (No real plot just romantic cozy vibes enhanced by some even more romantic bit of magic).
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The sweetest dreams were the ones where she’d wake up smiling.
This morning, the sun happened to be nudging her begrudgingly awake, its bright rays interrupting the culmination of one such dream by intruding on its simpler pleasures, unjustly wrenching her out of her imagining’s conclusion and into the early morning. But before Merit could grunt or complain, she suddenly found herself unendingly warm, wrapped in serenity and being kissed very softly awake.
The nosy sun was cast out of her field of vision by Gale’s sweet and still-sleepy face, pressing kiss after ardent kiss against the crest of her cheekbone and and then her temple before descending upon the corner of her jaw, smiling against her skin as if charmed to find Merit murmuring agreeably into waking life instead of grumbling against it in its now-unavoidable presence.
“Morning, my love,” he murmured, the sleepy vibrato of his voice sending a pleasant shiver down her spine. “How are you feeling?"
Merit used to hate mornings. It usually meant she had to leave the wealth of her dreams and get to work, the bakery unable to open on its own. Business was never one for a holiday, so any notions she had about leisurely playing her lyre or working on a song would have to wait. But mornings with Gale were decidedly different, and often the stuff of what her dreams were made of.
Unlike her shabby bed above the bakery, their four-poster here was furnished generously with the coziest of surroundings: warm pillows, a down blanket, and an endless sense of well-being - the very embodiment of the indulgent feeling of staying in bed eternally with nowhere to go and nothing on the agenda, its comforts eternally present for the taking and for the express purpose of relishing in. Even if they got up at a reasonable hour, every dawn with Gale felt like this - unendingly easy and dreamlike in its simplicity.
“Morning,” she echoed with a lazy smile, wrapping her arms around his neck and tickling the top of his naked back with the delicate edge of her fingernails. Merit pressed a kiss to his mouth and soaked in the taste of him. “And better, now that we’re laying like this.”
Gale smiled against her lips, pulling her closer until they were utterly chest-to-chest, his skin charmingly warm where it met hers. Merit hooked one of her legs around his, their bodies ensconced in the blanket draped about them, trapping their shared heat as if promising them safety from the day beyond. Gale urged them even closer as he drew her into an even deeper kiss, his hips digging deliciously into hers. Merit’s breath caught in her throat at the sentiment and the sensation, now more awake - yet more dreamily so - than she had been a moment ago, both jolted yet soothed as if firmly pressed between two worlds and now existing peacefully between them.
Just as Merit felt as if Gale were about to speak again, he kissed her instead, his lips insistent against hers as she sighed against him. It was a pleasant way to greet the morning, one Merit would never begrudge no matter how good her dreams were beforehand. But what Merit was unsure about was whether or not she’d want to leave this bed at all afterwards.
Merit ran a hand through Gale’s hair as his hands roamed over the back of her, one tucking itself between her nightshirt and her skin as the other raked at the small of her back as he pulled her forever closer. He parted her lips with his tongue, an errant, tired hunger overcoming her at the feel of it. But after tracing her mouth for a beat, Gale almost reluctantly pulled away and looked at her with a yearning almost unknown to Merit. Which was certainly saying something.
The hand Gale held at the small of her back traced an unseen pattern against her skin, as if in lieu of a question, resting his forehead gently against hers as his eyes searched her own. Merit wanted to ask what was on his mind, her brain instead only capable of admiring the way he looked at her before pressing a pleading kiss to the corner of his mouth. Apparently, this was all it took to wrench the truth out of him, even if the words were not at all what Merit was expecting.
“Marry me,” Gale exhaled simply against her lips, his mouth still close enough to hers to share breath. His voice was still gravelly and deep from only just waking, slow and sweet but rough enough around the edges that even the mere sound of it made Merit blush, let alone the contents of his words. Even if the request itself was not new to her.
“You already have my answer,” she said softly, kissing him again, careful this time to lightly, lovingly bite his bottom lip before pulling away. Teasing, affectionate. Gale only looked at her hungrily through heavy-lidded eyes. “A thousand times yes.”
It had been so sweet, the way he asked her. Having played through the scenario so many times in his head before voicing his question, Gale had somehow forgotten to actually ask her to marry him before posing a quipping query as to whether Baldur’s Gate had room enough for two Dekarioses, thus spoiling the surprise and leaving him red-faced as he owned up to the slip and asked her anyway.
Gale only blushed again at the recollection of it, even if Merit found him all the more endearing for it. She pressed another kiss to his cheek now, his skin almost searing-hot against her lips, leaning into her as she then kissed his mouth again, playing nicely this time. One of Gale’s hands threaded itself through her hair, his thumb lazily caressing the side of her neck in a way that made Merit shiver pleasantly again.
“I had it all planned out, you see-” Gale admitted through a flurry of kisses, “-meticulously detailed down to the second. Another proposal, a proper one, and the wedding of course, but-” he allowed no moment between them for a reply, instead kissing her again and even more deeply this time as he threaded his unspoken want into the way his mouth met hers.“I’m not entirely sure -” he said again, pulling away to drink in the sight of her before eventually kissing Merit again, “I don’t think I can wait a moment longer.”
They’d agreed to stay in Baldur’s Gate, for now, at least until Merit’s part of the city was rebuilt somewhat, still wracked with guilt for leaving just before the cult of the Absolute infiltrated her stomping grounds, but she’d heartily agreed to taking his name when they eventually reached Waterdeep with the intention of settling there. It was only a matter of days until they set off, in fact, their tickets to sail aboard the next passenger ship heading there sitting on the desk not a few feet from where they lay now.
“Shadowheart’s a cleric, and Astarion was a magistrate once, no? Though I suppose his license has long since expired,” Gale proffered again into another hungry kiss, “We can ask them over for lunch, see which one might be willing, or perhaps able to-”
“Marry us?” Merit finished for him, smiling as she simply let Gale kiss her. Gale nodded fervently against her mouth, slowing his kiss this time until it was syrupy sweet and utterly sating.
“Precisely,” he exhaled, his voice still low and husky. He paused just-so, his lips brushing against Merit’s as his eyes locked with hers, his gaze ever-loving and filled with a longing that Merit knew well even if it still managed to set her heart ablaze.
His sudden earnest desire to entwine his life with hers without his already more-than-half-planned wedding nearly stunned her completely. But perhaps this was his grand gesture, his impassioned plea of love for her, so overcome with ardent affection that he simply didn’t need anything else. Nothing other than her, only that he wanted her now. And the way he kissed her then only seemed to prove her theory all the more correct. Not that she would say no to any further coercing…
Merit wanted to believe it to be true, once upon a time consulting their matching tadpoles to bridge the gap between their minds and confirm her hypothesis before jumping to conclusions. But with the tadpole long-gone, Merit resorted to reluctantly pulling out of Gale’s kiss and searching his eyes instead. His brown irises were honeyed in the morning light, his hair more chestnut than deep brown too, as if his every feature were laced with spun sugar. She soaked in the moment and committed it to memory as she awaited Gale’s response, eager to hear his inevitable elaboration.
Merit knew it was forthcoming, she could see it on his face. Plain as day. I am many things, he’d once said. But coy’s not one of them. She smirked at the memory as well as in anticipation, her expression blooming into a full smile by the time the gleam in his eye betrayed his ulterior motives and his usual fervent excitement whenever he had the chance to explain something reared its endearing head.
He pressed one more kiss to her lips and another along the crest of her cheekbone before eventually reaching towards the nightstand nearest his side of the bed, the blanket falling from his broad shoulders in a way that had Merit yearning to pull him back towards her if only to run her fingers across the pleasing edges of his back. She bit down the desire as he retrieved a small, cerulean pouch from the table and presented it to her with one hand, his other hand grasping both of hers and silently instructing that she hold her palms out for the catching. Gale’s eyes were fixed on the small satchel, though hers flickered over to his face, watching on as a familiar anxiety plagued his features, his grip on her faltering only slightly as two small pieces of metal dropped from the velvet casing and into the plush of her palms. As if rehearsed, one fell into her right hand and the other in her left, each of them glittering with morning light. Rings.
Rings. Merit gasped, the realization dawning on her.
“Remember when I was late the other day? Returning from the High Hall?” he asked in a quiet rush, his words almost tripping over themselves. “Well, I’d found a Waterdhavian jeweler by chance, someone displaced by the battle. Apparently they’d had a rather well-to-do shop just inside the gate, not sure if you were ever familiar with it, though why you would be - I don’t know, perhaps your parents had gone there, or, you’re rather a fan of jewelry though so perhaps you’d already-” Gale shook his head, flustered. Merit only bit back a smile, admiring the lines in his face as he tried to get to his point. “Anyway, I’d run into them before, and they mentioned something about… well, maybe it would be best I just demonstrate.”
With a slightly trembling hand, Gale plucked the ring from her left palm and held it up in the shafts of light filtering in from their bedroom window, somehow both gold and silver in the early morning haze. Merit’s eyes fixed upon the ring, soon recognizing that the warring gilt and argent tints were not due to the dawning sun alone.
“‘Tis a Waterdhavian tradition, to halve rings belonging to those betrothed. The non-matching halves are then fused to create a new ring, each one to fit the wearer as needed. I wanted it to be a surprise, so I measured your broken ring of warding first and-”
As if testing his own theory, but also miming the ceremony of it, Gale gently placed the ring on Merit’s finger, the sliver of a smile overcoming his face when it settled snug against her skin. A perfect fit.
At a loss for words, Merit’s eyes went wide at the sight of it: Gale’s careful hand eclipsing hers as the fitted ring caught the light again as if like a far-off star or a planet paling in the moonlight, fading just before the dawn but growing strong again against the sun. Whatever she was dreaming of earlier, no matter how pleasant, it could never compare to this.
Merit’s breath caught in her throat, her eyes finally looking away from her hand to Gale again. Like the night she errantly shared her desire to kiss him in the Weave, like the night he confessed his ill-timed love for her, and when he asked her how she felt the following morning, Gale’s eyes were wide as they met hers, a certain brand of uncertainty painting his features that made Merit melt a little.
In lieu of responding, her tongue unable to utter words, she took the ring from her other hand and reached for Gale’s. His eyes went wider if possible, soothing only when she placed the matching ring on his respective finger.
She had a quip poised then, something both clever and romantic on the tip of her tongue, but instead Merit was overcome with an unexpected rush of glowing heat and assuring stillness, something not unlike the sun filtering down on their waking forms now only she felt it through her the entirety of her body as well as within the depths of her very soul. She looked at Gale again, her own eyes wide with mild trepidation as it was now his turn to smile and draw her close.
He took her ringed hand in his, fanning his palm beneath hers until both rings lay side-by-side with their fingers splayed, each one glinting in the early light glowing about them, still wrapped in their bedsheets.
“It’s perfect,” Merit exhaled in an exalted whisper, the words falling from her mouth before she even got to think them, the sentiment truer than true. “Even if we manage to get someone to ordain our vow today or in a tenday, next month, or even next year, you already know I’m yours.”
Merit threaded her fingers through Gale’s, their rings chiming lightly with the motion. Gale pulsed his grip on hers, as if setting the sentiment in stone and reassuring himself that she was earnest.
“I’m yours,” she echoed again, looking him in the eye this time. He stilled beneath her gaze, his expression softening. He leaned over, tucking his other thumb and forefinger beneath her chin and pulled her face close to his, pausing just before their noses touched.
“You are the happiness I never dreamed I could deserve,” he uttered, the awe of it clear in his voice as well as his expression, though Merit had no time to soak it in because Gale pulled her into yet another hungry kiss.
And with that, they dissolved back beneath the bed sheets, sinking against the mattress as their limbs entwined around each other more fervently now, drawing the other further against them as if they could never be close enough. Merit was about to drink all of Gale in when she felt an errant pulse against her newly christened finger, a shudder running through her at the recognition of it. Gale only smiled shyly against her, holding his hand up against hers again, their rings chiming once more like glass cups clinked in cheers.
“I enchanted them, as well,” he said, his face growing a delightful shade of pink. Merit’s head sunk delectably into the pillow beside her as she watched him and drank in his fervent expression, always tickled to see him talk so animatedly about magic, or anything really. “So long as we wear these, we can… sense, so to speak, each other’s heartbeat. What the other is feeling. Or thinking, even, so long as it’s simple and earnest.”
Gale placed a timid hand against Merit’s chest, bringing her own hand towards his. Their eyes locked as Merit’s breath caught in her throat again, and within a second she felt it: their respective heartbeats thrumming as one, each reflected and reverberated in the ring each of them wore. Merit’s mouth opened again, about to voice some inner thought, but Gale stopped her with a careful but eager finger placed gently to her lips.
“Wait,” he instructed reverently, closing his eyes this time.
Merit’s brows furrowed, a knotting confusion pooling at the center of her. But then she felt it, no, sensed it. Or perhaps something else…
As if both detecting the thought as well as hearing it in her mind’s eye, like a conjured memory, she gleaned an indisputably simple but heartfelt I love you from Gale. Followed quickly, fervently, by an ever so much, until the end of time. It was as if he’d spoken it, thought it, and willed it into being, all rolled into one, impelling the thought into her mind as if not quite reading it but instead as if he’d placed a note there for her leisure. It was like the tadpole but kinder, more consenting. And ever so sweet.
Gale’s expression softened as both of their eyes opened, silently expressing a friendly now you try.
Merit focused her thoughts on the ring around her finger, imagining its twin around Gale’s and thought, I am so utterly in love with you, Gale Dekarios.
Her finger thrummed as it relayed its message, soft but insistent in its delivery. Somehow she knew that the sentiment was sent and that it was received in kind, the verification only making itself known to her as Gale’s soft gaze met hers once more. The smile that slowly overcame his face then was a sight that instantly reduced each of Merit’s limbs to jelly, melting against him as if he were the sun itself and she the quiet morning come to greet him.
Gale’s hand finally brought her chin towards his, their mouths meeting in a kiss that could eclipse all kisses. Merit’s knees buckled even though she wasn’t standing, lovedrunk against Gale’s reclined body as she dissolved even further into a sentimental mess beside him, her chest brimming with a well of affection that encompassed everything she’d felt for him from the moment they’d first met until now, and each of her errant daydreams in between. She was about to wonder whether this impression was enough for the ring to handle in the delivery of her devoted directive when she suddenly felt the same emotion in kind, emanating from Gale both in the way he kissed her as well as in the way the ring enigmatically explained to her without words.
The closest thing to this Merit could fathom was the night Gale spent with her in the Weave, and yet it still wasn’t quite the same. This somehow bridged the best of both worlds, the corporeal and the incorporeal rolled into one, both separate from yet in complete complement to each other. Just as they were, together.
Gale’s kiss intensified, his every sigh against her another plea to hold her closer, his every tug another petition to prayer, to worship at the altar of her. His tongue probed hers in a way that made Merit whimper into his kiss, his hands spiriting over the skin of her back before slowly moving to the front of her, his thumbs tracing the outline of each of her breasts. Merit wriggled out of his tempting grasp and smiled into his kiss, laughing lightly as she caught him in the act.
“What do you think you’re doing?” she teased, though she had no intention of making him stop. She kissed him again, one of her hands descending down toward the crux of him, idly thinking two can play that game.
But before she could feel too playful about it, Gale responded with an ardently uttered, “Making love to my wife,” in such a quiet and earnest admission that Merit stilled. She pulled out of his kiss for just a moment, relishing in the way his hands felt on her skin as well as hers on his. His eyes met hers in a half-lidded and utterly heartfelt way that made her heart sing. The way he looked at her now, the way he felt against her, and the way their respective rings echoed their inner and outward desires in kind was beyond any dream Merit could ever deign to even hope to have.
It wasn’t long before Merit enveloped Gale in yet another kiss, one she did not intend to end any time soon, both of them descending again beneath the bed sheets as if they might never breach the surface even for breath.
Waking life was proving to be much sweeter than anything Merit’s mind might have otherwise conjured in sleep, her life shaping up to be a dream she never need wake from.
#bg3#gale dekarios#gale of waterdeep#gale x tav#gale x oc#my writing#tried finding a line from this for the title but went w/this one#even if it reminds me of that stucky 'we deserve a soft epilogue my love' quote lmao#I think it fits though
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MatPat Egos w/ Reader who’s had a Long Day at Work
A/N: I will be as active as possible this week, but next week (starting Monday) I will be extremely busy with school, extracurriculars, and work. Thanks :)
The Detective: - He, more than almost anyone, understands - Chasing criminals around, trying to solve their crimes, is exhausting - He’s also a great comforter. His hugs are heavenly 💛 - He’ll encourage you to talk about your day, but only if you’re comfortable. If you’re not, he’s perfectly fine with just holding you
MadPat: - Ugh, him too. Come on, let’s talk about it - Sits with you on the couch and you two both rant about your day, actively listening to each other - Afterwards, he’s down to watch a movie with you to cool off and unwind
Mack: (crewmate, head engineer): - Crewmate Mack feels for you. He knows how hard work on the spaceship can be, and he’s had his fair share of bad days - He will be so, so upset if it was something someone said that ruined your day - Definitely down to talk to one of the heads about the coworker’s behavior if he needs to - Head engineer does not want to listen to you. I’m sorry - He does, however, make tea (for himself) and your favorite drink (for you) and go stargazing with you so you can take your mind off it 🩵
The Hermit: (If you’re with him, you’d have to be living on the island [we all know what happens when he leaves 😅] buuut I can work around that and just make it a bad day in general) - He’s so excited to see you after you’ve been out of the cave for a while, but is shut down quickly when he sees how dejected you look - Asks what happened and is very willing to listen as you rant - Hugs :) and cuddles afterwards of course - He WILL find you flowers the next day and bring them to you
WarfPat: - “A bad day?? We can’t have that, now, can we?!” - MASSIVE bear hug that’s inescapable for about 15 seconds. You likely can’t breathe during this time (RIP) - Aaand then he’ll manage to whisk you away to somewhere like a carnival where you can forget about everything that happened at work by riding rides, playing games, and eating so much cotton candy you might explode!
DarkPat: - “Love, why have you been distant since you returned home?” - You don’t even have to tell him, he can see it in your body language and the way you carry yourself - Eek, it better not be someone else’s fault that you’re upset, because he might come back covered in blood (whaaaat??? noooo…)
#Sorry about the inactivity guys#I have 3 posts planned out though#they’re in the drafts rn#Love you guys#I don’t know why I see Mack as a tea drinker honestly#I think it fits though#also the post about Mad and the reader being yelled at was supposed to come after this post but I got carried away so enjoy
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William Afton has top tier FNAF parenting skills
#myart#chloesimagination#comic#fnaf#five nights at freddy's#fnaf fanart#willaim afton#henry emily#dave afton#david afton#cc fnaf#evan afton#afton family#fredbear#fnaf survival logbook#fnaf 4#HUGE day for cc enjoyers#idk if yall seen Hyper Droids theory on CCs actual name#seeing a lot of the names was a stretch of how they were found etc#I think it checks out BAHA#I’m usually hesitant to use any name for cc outside of cc#but I think Dave/David makes sense#it especially fits better with his siblings names#Michael Elizabeth and David#I can’t believe William forgot his own sons name ohh noo#top tier parenting grade A for will#but least cc is use to being called the wrong things#sorry lil man we didn’t figure this out for so long#I’m so glad I can call him by a name now over CC though 🩵
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so like is it specifically planets the solver craves or can it get by with just eating dirt off the ground
#thank you those people in that one server i havent been there long enough to remember names#for bringing up the idea#is very funny#god i have genuinely no idea what to do for n's dialogue boxes. cannot think of a gimmick whatsoever#suprise attack by the artstyle change. i am imploding right now#cannot settle on any style whatsoever. genuinely changing by the hour#so strangely proud of ns hand in this one i dont know what it is about it but i really like it#hats still pisses me off though. why so difficult to draw#murder drones#art#murder drones uzi#murder drones n#serial designation n#murder drones cyn#or its#murder drones absolutesolver#who knows at this point#murder drones skig#still fighting tooth and nail for the tail to be named skig. it fits so well#iz go attack glitch headquarters for me#i think its late enough i can keep this unspoilered
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(click for higher quality!) draconified link concept ive been chipping away at this past week ..... here's my funny little compendium concept for him:
"A heroic spirit has taken the form of this bestial dragon. Unlike it's kin, this creature exhibits an extremely aggressive disposition. It appears highly territorial, and will relentlessly chase down those who disturb its skywide patrols - of which it seems to be endlessly searching for either a long-time vassal or foe. Unfortunately, it seems the spirit within has long since forgotten exactly who it was looking for…"
#now. how on earth do i begin to tag this. um.#link#loz#totk#totk spoilers#light dragon#dragon link#loz au#totk roleswap au#there . i'll add more if they come to me LOL#um i can talk about some of my insps i guess?? might make another post too#so mostly i just dont really like turning him into 'light dragon but male' and giving him slightly darker colours or something like that#this also obviously isnt exactly like the botw dragons either though and its a bit more of a mix of other creature concepts i enjoy#since everyone agrees he'd have a farosh horn i wanted to make him a kirin/unicorn :) which is why his tail looks like that#aside from the obvious eastern dragon insps and what ive picked and chosen from the botw dragons#and obviously this looks a lot like wolf link. thats on purpose#i wanted to give him some fierce deity design refs too but because this is so dark/earthy they didnt look very fitting#but honestly you could do a whole fierce deity dragon design on its own i think#okay lots of tags but IVE THOUGHT ABOUT THIS FOR A WHILE. okay. let me have this.#my art#dragon link au
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How much longer 'til your luck runs out?
[First] Prev <–-> Next
#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#jiang cheng#wei wuxian#Aaargh...I have so many thoughts about this scene.#This is a hard goodbye. I'm not your burden to bear. Not anymore.#This is the culmination of years of miscommunication. There was so much love there. They trusted each other with everything once.#I think it is easy to hear the anger in JC's voice and consider him the aggressor in this but listen to the words not the tone.#It is anger yes - but it is an anger born out of love.#Jiang Cheng wanted him to live - damn the rest of the world to hell if that's what it took. And Wei Wuxian chose strangers over him.#Sometimes two people who once flourished together become each other's worst wounds.#A goodbye to someone you once would have done anything for is a wound you don't easily recover from.#Jiang Cheng could have stood at Wei Wuxian's side and joined him. Consider though; as a sect leader his life is not his own anymore.#JC cannot just abandon the fledgling New Yunmeng Jiang without also dooming people.#And that is the lynch pin of it all. Both of them are trapped by duty. And the older they got the more tangled the web became.#The song I linked (Hi Epic fans) is such a good JC and WWX song that doesn't fit this scene exactly#But it does fit *them*. The words of warning that go dismissed. The Tactical Genius who continues to press on.#The seeds of doubt that grow louder until they creep towards mutiny. Ultimatly this *is* a mutiny! It *is* betrayal!#'You rely on wit and people die by it'. Is that not Wei Wuxian?#Just smashing my brainworms together over here. Don't mind me.
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got an urge to design ponies oops
#If people like this I'll do the rest of the life cast... No cutiemarks though cause Im really bad at those#geminitay fanart#pearlescentmoon fanart#jimmy solidarity#martyn inthelittlewood#scott smajor fanart#zombiecleo fanart#bdubs fanart#ethoslab fanart#impulse fanart#joel smallishbeans#he was difficult lol. I tried all sorts of green + brown (sometimes borderline red) colors but none felt quite right#so I just. made both the body and hair both green and brown. I think theres definitely a better design to be had here but I did my best#ldshadowlady fanart#Impulse ofc mostly inspired from that one skin where he has a beard#seeing people do fan designs for lifers is the only thing that gave me the urge to draw this#I wanted to see how much the colors could be played around with without making the ponies unrecognizable#and also like. pleasant to the eye. Again as if they could fit into the show itself#there arent a lot of skin toned ponies walking around equestria for a reason... it's uncanny unfortunately#that often makes fan ponies all follow the exact scame scheme of light body + dark hair#they get really indistinguishable so go wild!!!! mix things up!!!#sorry Im passionate about animal character design and ponies#tubby art
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hug! that! captain!
#bbc ghosts#ghosts bbc#this is the type of thing that wouldve been too cheesy for the tv show but is so lovely to imagine lol#get hugged jimmy boy#julian is sort of hug adjacent because i don’t think hes much of a hugger. well and hugging him is a bit awkward#yes the star is mary#fanny putting her hand on his arm/back fucking killed me though. if he got a hug from anyone i wouldve been obliterated#cap and kitty hug in the christmas special please please please pretty please#ik humphrey was whole in the coming out scene but i cannot be bothered to fit his giant ass outfit in there. sorry king
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Wammy kids Evangelion au… aka pain and suffering squared
#death note#death note fanart#mello death note#mello#mihael keehl#near death note#near#nate river#matt death note#matt#mail jeevas#my art#neon genesis evangelion#near wears his suit looser when not in battle#all three are fighting angels in Britain while L Light and Misa are in Japan#the basic gist !! I need to design those three too#I’d make some changes though#here near is a bit similar to Rei so he’s like sooort of an offshoot of L#I originally planned this for mello too but I think I’d fit him more to be human and exceptional#Matt’s just here for the ride#why is meronia so asurei though…#I see them everywhere
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We stan Filipino Miku! 🇵🇭
She has her own Mikutoda tricycle, eating kwek kwek before the rush hour
#my art#vocaloid#hatsune miku#miku hatsune#international miku#filipino miku#miku worldwide#miku in my culture#miku in your culture#tricycle#kwek kwek#i really REALLY loved this trend#that thingy is a tricycle. basically a motorcycle with a carriage stuck to its side#normally you can fit two people inside#and someone sitting behind the rider outside#but you can literally cram more people in there lmao i've experienced it many times. thankfully i'm small#kwek kwek is fried quail egg in orange flour#it's so fuckn good. i prefer it doused in vinegar but any sauce they offer in stalls is so good too#i haven't been eating it too much though because i'm getting older... think of the cholesterol ;;;#but i like getting it once or twice a month if available#tag commentary#1000 notes
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#poliwag#baby#the rare Baby angle! poliwag‚ i would argue‚ is capable of it#and it is especially prevalent here! i think this is our second Baby angle ever. even though realistically a “Baby Angle” is just#one of the other labeled angles but the pokémon in question Fits the Role of Baby#it is arbitrary. all of these categories are arbitrary. i hope nobody takes them seriously
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I was working on this video when the Investigations Collection Announcement dropped, then proceeded to spiral for the next few days before finally finishing it.
#my art#ace attorney#ace attorney posting#ace attorney shitpost#ace attorney investigations#ace attorney series#aai#aai1#aai2#aa investigations#aai collection#yumihiko ichiyanagi#sebastian debeste#eustace winner#ema skye#kay faraday#detective gumshoe#dick gumshoe#miles edgeworth#franziska von karma#the ‘bestie’ line was the one thing that convinced me to make this video since I thought that was a cute nickname for Debeste.#THEN the announcement proceeeded to render that nickname non canon.#this video is now the Ship of Theseus.#still think the character choices fit though.#there’s another AA version with this audio on YT done in objection.lol and the only character consistent is Miles which I find really funny#Miles taking psychic damage over absurd logic is my favorite genre of AA content#some parts of this video got super scuffed because I forgot to turn on bicubic interpolation but oh well
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Care for a dip in the pool? The lifeguards may be marketable plushies, but they're 100% reliable!
(Scarabia lifeguard AU belongs to @natsukishinomiyaswife, you can check out the tsum post here!)
#twisted wonderland#twst#jamil viper#kalim al-asim#kalim al asim#scarabia#my art#alright nobody told me tsums were this hard to draw#they look easy but to get them on model... my god#got defeated by circles for hours#i am very proud of jamil's life preserver though#:V#i debated whether he'd wear a hoodie to the pool#the answer is yes#the sleeveless kind#he'll wear it over the top of his uniform#claim its for sun protection#his hair's down in the au but i think a bun would also fit nicely!#summer vibes lets go#also drawing this made me realize#tsums have ears....
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The Mikes and Vanessas celebrate 10 years of FNAF!
#myart#chloesimagination#comic#fnaf#five nights at freddy's#michael afton#mike schmidt#fnaf vanny#fnaf vanessa#vanessa afton#vanessa shelly#freddy fazbear#fnaf movie#security breach#fnaf anniversary#HAPPY FNAF anniversary week!!!#I WANTED to draw a lil thing in celebration 🎉#I’ll probably draw more things throughout the week in celebration#no doubt I’ll have more to draw after announcements/games drop#SUPER excited !!#SO OBVIOUSLY Michael and Vanessa are very excited for the anniversary#they still like Freddy’s after all#they need any excuse they can get to have a good time#though Mike and Vanny aren’t as enthusiastic you could say#Mike think they probably shouldn’t celebrate at all#seeing they’ve only had bad things happen to em 💀#and Vanny is just not even arguing just straight up nah#I bet they’ll get more into the spirit as the week goes on tho 🩵💜#it’s been awhile since I’ve last drawn all 4 of them together!!#so felt the most fitting for rn they return the crew ever
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i thought i'd do a quick sketch (plus notes) of the sillies as they appear in my fic! or, how i like to imagine they eventually end up, anyhow :]
i think this is more or less a draft, for now, but it's worth showing :]
#hollow knight#quirrel#the hollow knight#quirrelhollow#<- not entirely but implied through context#hollow has to kneel because the critter was just too spindly to fit in the frame otherwise#i think if i come back to this i'd like to make them both look a little older :]#perhaps a little softer#(im not sure - perhaps i've already done that enough! who knows)#and perhaps i'd add quirrel's cloak. though that might hide the rest of him :((#anywhoozle! my favourite old ladies (gender neutral)
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Yuki Tsunoda as The Moon Tarot:
The Moon is a card of illusion and deception, and therefore often suggests a time when something is not as it appears to be. Perhaps a misunderstanding on your part, or a truth you cannot admit to yourself. Night is the time when dreams and fantasies rule.
The moon also represents instincts that we have buried in our own unconscious - they come out to play in the moonlight. But the reflections that we see springing forth can also be illusions, it is easy to lose your way in the dark.
Embracing the Moon tarot card meaning allows us to face our fears and uncertainties, trusting our instincts to guide us towards the right path.
Tag list: @st-leclerc @rubywingsracing @saviour-of-lord @three-days-time @the-wall-is-my-goal @albonoooo @ch3rubd0lls
#this one is kind of a bummer#but it fits :-/#idk!!#I just feel that no only do people not read yuki correctly#but they like … fall for an illusion I.e him being smaller ? and putting him under Asian stereotypes?#like bc of that he isn’t allowed to be as temperamental as the other drivers and they always expect him to be a little meeker? or quieter?#and also now that hes matured more and isn’t as temperamental they still treat him like a ticking time bomb?#he is also being dealt false promises of advancement to the main team#I think this one just fits#even though it’s typically a more negative card#yuki tsunoda#yt22#red bull racing#vcarb#alpha tauri#f1 tarot#the moon#the moon tarot#f1#formula 1#f1blr#f1 fanart#formula one#f1 art#annie’s art#formula one fanart#formula 1 fanart#formulanni
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