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Just discovered…
I never really bothered to watch the tøp music videos, but I recently got into the lore and just discovered that this little figurine holds some level of fandom recognition. I’ve had this little guy for about a year. Not sure how I never noticed that he’s the same kinda dragon as the one on the icy album cover. I compared the two and the only difference is the wings being stubbier on this one and the color being far more light. Still a funny coincidence tho.
Edit: someone asked where I got him. I don’t really remember what the place was called. It was a little shop somewhere in Aurora, Ohio. They had a lot of dnd stuff there.
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Prompt 187
Clockwork would openly admit that he couldn’t see Danny’s timelines. Not since the moment he stepped into that portal and became something more. A child of Infinity, of the very Realms itself.
But he’ll also admit that it always meant that the child surprised him all the time. This just happened to be a startling surprise, and an admittedly amusing one, even if Danny was openly complaining about the situation.
“It’s not fair! You have to be able to fix this, right? Right?!” the ghostling, quite literally now, practically yanked at his cloak. “Clockwork, I was going to graduate, I can’t be two! Please, you’re the master of Time, you can fix this right!?”
No, no he could not, seeing as young Daniel was in fact, immune to timeline machinations, doubly so for his own. To the ghostling’s open distress, which he did his best to soothe. What he could do instead, was stop time in his home dimension, and instead let him age back up again.
Which the young halfa wasn’t happy about, but it was the best thing they had, so Clockwork supposed he had a ghostling now. A tiny adorable ghostling who kept pouting each time his much younger body had any sort of effect on his behavior.
He’d never exactly had a ghostling before, nevermind one who was part human, but he would admit he honestly was enjoying it. Most time was spent alone, something he hadn’t realized until Danny ended up crashing into his unlife.
Honestly he would openly admit that he absolutely adored his little ghostling. Who was now around four, at least physically, and had gotten into the adorable habit of curling up in the pendulum in his chest. Which was honestly the safest spot in Long Now, he’d admit.
The singular issue however, with this habit, was that when someone attempted to summon him, they got his ghostling as well. And well, normally he could very much control himself for these summonings that happened every few hundred or so years, but well. There was a reason why even the Observants had stopped popping in the moment they realized he had a ghostling.
Nesting ghosts do not mess around should they feel one is messing with their very vulnerable child, and really it’s not his fault the mortal cultists woke up and startled Danny. Perhaps deleting them from the timeline was a bit too far, if the other mortals rapid paling was to go by, but oh well.
#Prompts#Dcxdp#Dpxdc#Danny is so embarrassed the first time he accidentally calls Clockwork father#Clockwork on the other hand was utterly delighted and treasures that moment forever#Space core Danny#I just think it’s poetic of him being Space and CW being Time#JL & JL Dark arriving just in time to see idiots summon the “Realm Regent” are freaking out#Danny was Napping and isn’t pleased to be woken up#But then his toddler-influenced brain notices Bright Colors and also sees STARS out the window and gets excited#Yes a few Observants got killed by a very unhappy Clockwork who might have unchained himself since he now has something besides himself#Yes Danny is technically 17 and 4 and hundreds of years old all at once#But Mr Time-shifting form CW does not mind nor care lol#No Danny is not ghost king#Nor will he ever be ghost king#CW is regent because his husband (they never finished that divorce) is in a sarcophagus of sleep rn
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The wheatball
OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD
🤲🏻🤲🏻🤲🏻 THE…💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥
THIS IS SO CUTE THANK YOU SDUUAUDUWUDUWDU wheatball….
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Shu takumi himself appeared in a dream and revealed this to me
Text: (over Apollo) "has kissed but doesn't want to overwhelm him"
(over Klavier) "has never kissed but reads shit tons of fanfiction (he learnt all the wrong things from it)
#My art#Shitpost#traditional art#watercolour#watercolor#Klapollo#apollo justice#klavier gavin#Expects tongue meme#Has never kissed before meme#I one read a fic where klav got the kpop member treatment growing up so he never had had a partner or intimacy and it changed me forever#And Apollo had to teach him everything and to treasure him there was nothing wrong of it and that he doesn't think less of him#I'm still not ok /pos#It's fucking 12am I shouldn't be up#ace attorney
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He is beauty he is grace he deserves a magical transformation ah la mahou shoujo
Good luck in the comp!!
WAILS
HE IS SO PRETTY ; 0 ; I LOVE HIM THANK YOUUU
#eating this#treasuring it forever#injecting it directly into my bloodstream#my most beautiful lil boy <3#gosh i love the way you drew him it looks SO GOOD#AAAA#swanatello fanworks#asks
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Nothing says embarrassing like wearing your dads face on a shirt
#is my art#twst#twisted wonderland#diasomnia#yes I would wear this#he is so dilf#I love him#and I imagine Mal would keep that plushie forever#rumor has it it's in the royal archives as a precious treasure
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🫶 herro to my v small percent of a3! followers nowadays and my even smaller percent of fellow skypaul enjoyers. i got back into my btab sky pirates skypaul au
there is a whole 7k google doc about this AU. the beauty and the beast soundtrack changed me 😔
EXTRA PAUL REFERENCE BELOW <3
#paulie is nakie under the cut btw#HES SO VERY CUTE I WUV HIM SO MUCHHH.#sigh. i do Not skypaul post or a3! post as much as i used to but they will forever be treasured by me#i think the last time i posted about this AU was like? 2 YEARS AGO? I WANNA SAY 2022.#when I started on tumblr……..#crazies. wild even#the amount of layers to how niche this is is actually wild#like underground game a3!. then we dive into the sky pirates play. then I dove so deep into the characters that I’m doing a AU of them#LIKE? HUHHH. HOW#the brainrot is sad and pathetic. sigh#ANYWAY#skypaul#misukazu#kazumisu#mskz#a3!#a3 art#a3#a3! art#a3! fanart#a3! kazunari#a3! misumi#a3! act addict actors#ashipiko draws ♪#Captain Sky’s Pirates#THIS FEELS INNAPEOPRIATW. hm
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🌸 🌸 🌸 | 🌸 🌸 🌸 | 🌸 🌸 🌸
sakuya sakuma stimboard
#a3#a3! act addict actors#sakuya sakuma#stim#stimboard#plushies#food#books#flowers#slime#tamagotchi#calligraphy#pink#cherry blossoms#hands#poking#star's stimboards#originals#fun fact: the calligraphy is the kanji for tomo meaning friend!!#and i imagine the tamagotchi being something itaru would gift sakuya that he'd treasure forever#but also i just thought the design of it was adorable and really fit him
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I hope you like this and don’t think it’s random/weird but I drew Abe.
He’s just so submissive and breedable I mean a cute innocent guy!!
MY BABY MY BABY AAAAAAH 😭😭😭😭😭😭!!!!
THANK YOUU I LOVE THIS ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
#offerings ;; fan content#im screaming and crying and throwing up this is SO CUTE 😭#look at him he looks so soft!!!!!#baby face!!!!!#this is my first fanart i will treasure it forever#⛪️ abraham atkins#yandere oc#male yandere
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Celebrating Día de los muertos w my favorite friendly Necromancer :]
Com by @kit-n-kamoodle !!!
#gw2 charr#Charr#Gw2 Oc#Leonard Echowatcher#I love him sm ur honor Im treasuring this com forever#gw2 necromancer#PLS GO CHECK OUT KAMS ART TOO BTW
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my demons
#tartaglia#childe#genshin impact#i always draw him very girly#these r some of my favorites because i finally drew him how he looks in my head#the sq when treasure hoarder called him a pretty boy#never left my brain.. there forever#genshin fanart#childe fanart#artbogey#wife 🐳
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amazing spider-man #-1
#peter parker#sci talks comics#everything you need to know about 13 peter parker: he was a fuckgign loser.#ouuggh i'd die for hi.#thank you comics i want to know everything about 13 year old peter parker. so that i can treasure and protect him forever.
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Welp, today's a bit of a sad day.
TLDR: Charles Martinet is stepping down as Mario, Luigi, and the other characters he's voicing.
I don't know what else to say except "thank you so much for making our childhoods".
Thanks for the memories Charles Martinet and may your legacy as Mario live on.
#I'm at least glad that he got a role in the mario movie#all these years later#mario and luigi are in fact his sons#it's the end of an era#but of course#nothing lasts forever#charles martinet#super mario#mario bros#mario mario#luigi mario#random fandom stuff#farewell martinet#I'll never forget him#or the first mario game I ever had#which for me was#super mario advance 2#for the gameboy advance#then it was super mario 64 ds#I'll always treasure them#and all my mario games#nintendo#voice acting#voice actors
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i deeply admire how the love and strength and courage and honesty that overflows in yoongi bleed through his music, and that he chooses to share his rawest stories with us with also the hopes of the listeners walking towards healing through them. god i’m just so full of gratitude for him and everything he does. he is another reminder that the world is cruel but i want to be good i want to be kind let my armor be the softness of my heart that embraces instead of ricochets. he is the strongest person i know and may the universe bring gentle sunlight and joy to every path he walks on so continues to bloom 🫂
#amygdala i will forever treasure you#i haven’t stopped crying since i watched the mv.#i can barely see through#my tears#i just love him very much#i wish i can hug him :(#yoongi
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🕊️🐢 :D I
WAILS!!! LOOKIT MY PRETTY BOY!??!?! ; 0 ; I LOVE HIM TY
#sobbing screaming throwing up#i love him#i wILL TREASURE IT FOREVER#MY PRECIOUS SON#he is so fucking pretty in ur style wow ; w ;#im love him....#thank you....#swanatello#swanatello fanworks#giggling wildly#kicking my feet
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I know you said you don’t love writing thenamesh as actual biological parents (totally respect that and agree, I especially agree that Thena probably wouldn’t be the most willing mother (although I live and die for TMTL AU)) ANYWAY! would you possibly be interesting in writing something where Thenamesh accidentally stumble into parenthood without meaning to?? Maybe a little orphan child in ancient times won’t leave them alone and they end up raising them? (probably begrudgingly on Thena’s part to begin with but she’s a secret softie especially when Gil is smitten and we all know it). No worries if you don’t wanna write something like that, just something I was thinking about!
Thena sighed, "I know you're there."
She didn't receive a reply, and she knew she wouldn't. She stood from where she had been - entirely against her wishes but at Ajak's behest - reviewing some of the senate's requests. The various war orders and border reports were draining her.
She stepped down towards the door of the room, the skirts of her white toga trailing behind her. She spoke again, "orphan."
He responded to more than that, of course. Sersi thought it was cruel of her to address a child that way, but he responded to it. A small head of blonde peeked out from behind one of the larger vases.
"What are you doing here?" she asked him with an expectant tone. She raised her chin to further look down upon the boy, "you know better than to enter the temple of Athena without permission."
Usually, she was loath to bring up the title of Athena in any way. But if she need be stuck with it, she could make use of it.
The boy shuffled out, his hands clasped in front of the brown burlap of his tunic. "I was looking for Gilgamesh."
The boy was positively enchanted by her Champion. Plenty were, of course, but this boy idolised Gilgamesh and the very ground upon which he walked. And Gil was equally charmed by the small child. She thought he entertained his obsession entirely too much.
But the boy enjoyed trailing behind Gilgamesh when he was walking between the forge and the acropolis, or watching him train fighters in the arenas, or even when he was in the orchards gathering fruit.
"Why do you think he is here?" Thena fixed her eyes on the boy. Most grown men would be sensible enough to cower, but the child stepped even closer to her.
He glanced behind him a few times.
Thena let out another breath. She was not a caretaker, she had no business with the boy steps away from clinging to her. But she unfolded her arms and knelt down to see him better. Children's heads were so small. "Speak."
"The guards," the child twisted his lips. "They tell me not to bother the gods."
They also were no gods of old, at least not how Athens imagined them to be. But Thena had no qualms letting them think that if it meant them keeping their distance, either.
"And if they are correct to tell you these things?" she raised her eyebrows. But the boy shuffled even closer to her. She sighed, "what did you do?"
This child was no angel, just like they were no gods. He liked getting into trouble, challenging those twice his size, proclaiming that he would be a fierce warrior someday. And sometimes that 'challenge' was him running up to someone and whacking them with his only possession: a toy sword, fashioned from wood (clumsily, by his own hand).
"They were being cruel," he spoke in defense of himself. His hands left his tunic to clench into tiny little righteous fists. "They were laughing at old man Socrates! One even threw his apple at him!"
Thena felt her hackles raise. She had no business policing humans; they were of no concern to her. But what did bother her was senseless cruelty to those more vulnerable than the strong. "And you decided to do something about this."
The boy's small shoulders fell again, though. "I told them I challenged them to a duel."
Thena tilted her head. His tunic was still fastened above his trousers with a rope, but there was no toy sword. "Where is-"
He sniffled, trying not to let his tears fall, "they took it and broke it in half."
That was why he had run to her. Well, he had been seeking Gilgamesh's comfort, foremost. But he had also known that if the authorities of Athens were the ones committing an injustice, only the gods would correct them.
Thena frowned at the child's tears dropping onto the stone floor. He wasn't her child; he was no one's. He was, like many others, a result of the many wars Athens had waged before, and were attempting to continue waging. It was exactly that which she was opposing, despite her title as their figurehead for war.
Footsteps approached, heavily and loudly. The boy nearly leapt in fear and scurried to hide himself behind her, even tugging at her dress like a tapestry to hide his feet.
She glanced somewhat over her shoulder in the direction of the little head of blonde hair, getting tears and snot all over her pure white robes.
"Goddess Athena!" the guards greeted her before all else. Their heavy armour and leather skirts made sound with every breath they took. "Forgive our intrusion."
She said nothing.
"We were pursuing a street urchin, and we fear he may have run in here." The captain of their group stepped forward, the adornment on his helmet distinguishing him from the others. "We wish not to disturb you. But we cannot let a stray mutt wander into the hall of gods."
Thena looked at each of them. She owed them no words, and they had no right to ask them. Her lips twitched. "You have a splinter."
The guard seemed embarrassed, rubbing at his arm. "Forgive me, O-Warrior. I was struck with a splintering old board."
A child's toy, now no doubt sitting broken in the streets. Thena looked at the others. "Which of you ate the apple?"
They looked between themselves, confused. "My Lady?"
"One of you was eating an apple," she continued, raising her empty palm. They knew what that meant, stepping back. "And threw it at a harmless old philosopher."
Their faces went pale. It brought some joy to her, but she kept her face even. Their fear was the best part of her day. Rather than deny the wisdom of the Goddess of War, they knelt. "We beg your forgiveness, great Athena."
She drew back, her blade in her hand in a second. She took a harmless swipe over their heads, although the tops of their helmets fell unceremoniously to her floor like feathers from a startled bird.
The men trembled.
Satisfied that her message was received, she retracted her powers like a cat closing its paws. "Be gone from my sight."
The men obeyed, scurrying away, abandoning the remains of their rank, leaving them to explain what had happened to their uniform. If she ever did see them again, she would not be so kind as to let them go with their dignity.
"They will not bother you again," she said more quietly. The boy was strong; he had stopped trembling. And he had, at the very least, the wisdom to let her face his multiple foes.
He sniffled one last time before stepping away from her protection. "They always do, eventually."
Then next time, she would have them begging her for their lives. She kept her eyes looking out the door as she patted the boy's head. She wouldn't have been able to read the expression on his face regardless. "Gilgamesh should be done in the forge by now. He may even take you to the great hall. I believe they are making the baklava today."
The child's eyes lit at the promise of sweets. "Can I have some?"
She did her best not to smile, lest she encourage his youthful impertinence. But she may not have been entirely capable of suppressing it. "Tell them Athena herself demands it."
The boy didn't even look twice at her, running towards the door and nearly slipping in his old, worn sandals.
"Heracles," she called after him. He turned at the sound of his name. "Return with Gilgamesh. We will show you how to strike someone properly."
The boy beamed. His cheeks were ruddy and his teeth were small and uneven, and yet they fit his cherubic face. "Yes, Thena!"
He had heard Gil address her casually too often. If he called her that, what if others thought it acceptable? But she couldn't bring herself to be angry with the boy. It was far too difficult to hold a grudge against something so sweet and innocent.
Technically, the senate decrees still needed seeing to. But she had more important things to think about. And before young Heracles returned with Gilgamesh in hand, she had some whittling to do. She wasn't Phastos, or Sersi, by any means, but even she could carve a sword out of some spare wood.
#Thenamesh Heracles AU#thank you so much for the ask!#I appreciate your thoughts and I do think this is a very sweet idea#I thought of the story of Hercules#I know he's a demigod and raised by humans#but what if the other way around??#anyway Thena secretly adores this kid but hates the idea of being called out on it#Gil knows though#he's been a great father figure to young Heracles#sneaking him fresh fruits and teaching him how to punch so he won't hurt his itty bitty human hand#and he knows Heracles loves Thena#because even though she's scary he runs to her all the time#he thinks she's funny and cool and even though she calls him Orphan she's also nice to him#his own words#they return and she presents Heracles with his new sword which he treasures forever and ever#they have a little family bonding time learning to sword fight#Gil thinks it's so cute watching Thena teach this young boy how to stab properly#if they had cameras he would be such an ipad dad#Sersi and Phastos are like what the hell is wrong with you two?#but Heracles is like this is my family we crave violence#Thena: I am not your mother#also Thena: don't run in the streets there are horses and carts!#Thena: I don't care about this human child#also Thena: have you eaten it's getting dark finish your vegetables you just ate no you can't go swimming#history will remember the feats of Hercules the demigod#but Thena and Gil will remember Heracles the feral little child who liked hitting people with a stick
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