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[dizzycloudzzz]

WHAT 😨

THAT'S A BIG NUMBER!!!!!!!

IF EACH LIKE WAS A DOLLAR I WOULD BE RICH

UHHHHHHH SO I WILL

I'LL SHOW MY OC TO YOU

I CALL IT CATTEEN

THIS IS MY FIRST DRAWING OF THEM (BTW ALL PRONOUNS TO THIS LIL DEMON

DON'T NOTICE THE FACE ATTEMPTIOn

HIS EX-BOYFRIEND: BERRY, THE UNIBEAR

HERE SHE GREW UP??????? OLD!!!!!!!

OH AND OTHER DRAFTS, TOH ONES

EPILOGUE'S LUZ APPROVES, STEVE PLAYING GUITAR, BALD SEASON 3 HUNTER

[luna-loveboop]

'I've never been in a dungeon before' and 'Who's Ganon?' have literally made some of the BEST reaction panels in Lu I just-

They are very similar conversations- where a Link is pointing out/asking about something that the others have experienced and they haven't. Which is really cool to compare and contrast but they all just freak out about it

Genuinely some of the best conversations in Lu

The lesson here is that apparently the Links will always be freaked out when one of them has missed out on one of the Zelda Fundamentals��

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Art by Jojo @linkeduniverse au :)

[tradingjack]

how bout them apples

[klanced]

when adam met 11yo keith he immediately knew that keith was gay and was like i have GOT to support this kid!! (runs into traffic) meanwhile shiro spent years operating under the assumption that keith had like a gender thing going on

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

Hey, luv all your foul legacy and sagau Au headcannons and stories, so I wanted to request something!

What if people found out about reader being the creator, would they be hunted again? What if people came to melusine village in an attempt kill the creator/ imposter how would FL react, what if he wasn't there? How would the creator survive especially considering how they are physically less capable of escaping since the only thing they can really do is swim better, but hose with visions can swim and breathe underwater, now that the creator has been found to be a melamine, how would the rest of Teyvat feel about melusines now finding out that the imposter was hiding among them? How difficult do you think it would be for the creator to survive now that they've been found out?

Ty for taking the time to read through this!

i'm so sorry but "melamine" is making me laugh so hard, colorful sea slug people vs chemical structures

see, the reason people wanted to kill you is because they believed you were impersonating the true Creator, which many of them view as a crime. the reincarnation would clear any doubts, the one who hurt and killed you realizing in the blink of an eye that oh Archons, you're ACTUALLY the Creator. and thus begins a different type of hunt- one to track down the Creator so the people of Teyvat can worship you and repent for their sins. you and Foul Legacy are extremely unamused to say the least, especially since several of these people were the cause for your suffering in the first place. all you want is to live a peaceful life away from mostly everyone, apart from your siblings and a select few individuals, not to mention that the other Melusine aren't very keen on having their village invaded, nor seeing you constantly harassed

luckily, you have a few advantages- only Vision users can breathe underwater, and even fewer know where the home of the Melusine is. no matter how much someone pleads and bargains, none of the other Melusine will even give them a single hint, and Neuvillette is even more tight lipped, only giving them a stern, unmoving glare. the friends you've made at the House of the Hearth are always on guard, ready to warn you at a moment's notice, and if someone still finds you, somehow... well, they're met with a viciously protective Abyssal beast guarding you and the village. so for now, you're safe- because Neuvillette is on your side, the people of Fontaine have relented their efforts to find you, even if the Melusine do regard the humans with more suspicion now. they know that you'd much rather be taking a nap in Foul Legacy's arms than acting as any sort of grand authority, and as your siblings, they intend to help you keep it that way

[vulcanette]

📸: saamhallett via highwatermain

[jade-len]

you know it's bad when i read svsss and tgcf, stories about just two guys falling in love and getting together, and think, "god i wish i were in between them."

gay little domestic cottage core life with binghe and qingqiu? please and thank you. being sandwiched by hua cheng and xie lian, two pretty men who are hundreds of years old? i am blushing, kicking my feet and giggling

and again, it's not even that i would want only one of them. like in both of the relationships, the two love each other too much to the point it'd feel wrong if they were separated! it wouldn't feel complete, so you gotta be with both of them!

but that's the thing; i just?? i feel so incredibly guilty whenever i think about being loved by these mxtx couples??? like it's so stupid but i feel like i'm intruding in on something and it's like, everyone else seems to just want them together only, not wanna be with them. like it's fuckin taboo or whatever

i feel like with any other character from any other media it'd be fine to simp for and write/read x readers of them, but when it comes to these books, it's off limits! no way, what are you, crazy? yes, yes i'm unhinged and desperately want their love and affection simultaneously. i want to be in a happy little poly relationship with these overpowered beautiful men with long hair.

i can't be the only guy or whoever to feel this way?? to wanna be kissed by these characters? sandwiched?? i have two hands for christ sake and they all look so happy together and im just like "lord i wanna be with them so much". someone tell me i'm not alone cmon <\3

[krasnyel]

silly sketches

[skitskatdacat63]

Fernando Chair Lore: 2013 edition(no lore, just pics haha):

[sycamoray]

welcome home

Anyways EARLY because I can’t wait happy birthday mannequin_mark my beautiful wife affected by possible horrors he is 20 billion year old 🦖🦖🦖🦕🦕🦕 . How i draw her is inconsistent but that’s fun. Planning on making a ref sheet of all the named mannequins bc im quite a bit bonkers about them.

[sysig]

Caughtcha, gotcha, not letting go ♥ (Patreon)

[imminent-danger-came]

Lady Bone Demon: "Do not lament your fate child, you can rest knowing you served your purpose—destiny has found you."

(2x10 This is the End!)

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Lady Bone Demon: "A reminder: it seems you can not be trusted to willingly follow the path of destiny. But know this: If you betray me again—one misstep, one failure in any way—I will erase the very memory of you."

(3x04 The Winning Side)

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Tang: "You're wrong. I know I'm not a strong as they are. I may still be searching for my purpose—but what I do know, is that doing it alone is not the path I'm destined to take. Deep in my heart, I know my place is alongside my friends."

(3x08 Benched)

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Lady Bone Demon: "I sent you a task—you were to retrieve the Monkie King and his protégé, yet you refused the path of destiny and so there will be pain."

(3x08 Benched)

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Tang: "STOP! It was me! I mean, yeah, Macaque forced me to do it and I am definitely starting to have second thoughts on the whole thing now but- I don't know how and I don't know why, I just felt like I had to. Like it was...destiny!" Lady Bone Demon Voice Over: "Destiny can not be undone Sun Wukong."

(3x10 The Samadhi Fire)

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Lady Bone Demon: "No matter what you do, you cannot change the path of destiny." MK: "I don't know if this all happened because it was destined to, but I have to believe that I found the staff so I could use it for good." [...] "If you really believed that destiny can't be changed, you wouldn't be using every ounce of power you have to keep him contained!"

(3x14 Destiny Fulfilled)

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Lady Bone Demon: “Know this, monkey, you and I are not so different. We both fight for what we think is right—that pursuit only leads to one thing." MK: "Hmmhm. To destiny, right?" Lady Bone Demon: "No. To pain."  

(3x14 Destiny Fulfilled)

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MK: "I can't believe that worked!" Tang: "Eh, if that was destined to go wrong, then it would have!"

(4x03 The Great Tang Man)

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Tang: "If your bonds of friendships our strong, then you will always find your way back to one another!"

(4x04 Pig Napped!)

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Macaque: "Wukong was on a path of self-destruction, we all were. But when he met the monk, it set him on a different path." MK: "Ah! The path of the good guy! Making those good life choices?"

(4x11 A Lifetime of Mistakes)

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Purpose, Pain, and the Path of Destiny

[konakoro]

Me when I'm a fraudulent cancer treatment program outside Mexico City and my patient is the Jigsaw killer

[novorehere]

“The children yearn for the mines” WRONG the children yearn for digestive system trivia

[lavenoon]

Into a new day, together

@naffeclipse I cannot begin to tell you how emotional I am over the CS ending - their happiness and chance at healing mean so much to me ;v;

And a small, very rough bonus that I see happening between the first two panels - someone giving Nessie that last little push to accept the affection she feels too guilty to indulge in <3

[palestporn]

Gamzee: What those horns do tho

"So, uh, horns," you say, like a chill motherfucker who hasn't been throwing looks at this growly little motherfucker's head since you met him this morning.

"I've heard of them," he says, sass-mouthed little emperor with his tiny horns tossed like a challenge. Starts off toward the next block, and goes and takes the crown off his horns and peels his shirt off like it ain't no thing. You knew he was a solid little armful, but damn.

"Damn," you say, out loud, and he turns back to look at you like he's about to ask what's up and then sees you getting a full motherfucking ogle on and goes reddish at the ears and horns again.

"Yeah, yeah," he says, and waves off your looking at him. "So, horns?"

Oh shit, right. "Horns," you say back, and hurry on up to come after him. Are you supposed to take your shit off too? Way they trained it, if the emperor wants one of them touched he touches and if he wants their skin out he says so.

...Karkat turns away from you to fuck around with folding his shirt up, and shows you the whole length of his back, bared at you. You get kinda motherfucking stupid about it. Damn.

When you step up on him from behind him and put a hand real careful on the side of his neck, he goes tense and then eases slow--when you tilt back his head a little bit, he lets you.

"Out at the yellow, shit's about texture, I got told," you say, and just rest the blunt tip of a claw to the blunt tip of a horn. there's a little edge of ridge up and around; you can click the flat of a claw up along where it fades away, real light and slow. With his shirt off and his weight resting back on you, you can feel him shiver. "Gotta play nice if there's not a lot to get your grip on of, but you can rattle the fuck out of 'em if they're longer."

"Like yours," he says, intending at some shit. You had it shown at you how it feels to lock horns, not slamming against like a challenge but shifting around and clicking and catching together. Goes all down your posture column, like sparks. He's not got the horns, but you felt how strong his fronds are and he's sure the fuck got claws.

...Focus, motherfucker.

"Like mine, yeah," you say, and make distraction at yourself about how that might feel by sliding your grip on down and getting the heel of your frond right into the base of his horns.

You knew he'd like it, on account his ancestor's shit's been mapped and marked a hundred sweeps. But it still makes you feel like the emperor your own damn self, when he goes "Hhha, fuck," all shaky and sways back hard against you.

"Down at the red," you say, and press just like how you got taught, deep and slow, smoothing down his shaved-down hair along how it lays, not against it. "Gotta give some motherfucking pressure."

He says "Oh, fuck," again--and again, like it's about all he can think to say. Breathes slower, leans harder, grasps back and grips at you behind him. "Oh, shit."

"Gotta push harder than you figure," you say, for all your voice sounds cracked and not yours. "Head conciliatrix smacks the shit outta your knuckles if you go too light--feels like you're gonna hurt a motherfucker but if you get in there real good--"

You press again and he makes like to curse and only lets out a whine like pleading instead, crooning under it in his rattlebox. Bites it off embarrassed a second later, but holy shit. Fuck.

"--That shit'll undo knots all the way to the motherfucking ground if you do it right," you finish off, and for a beautiful miracle of a second you don't think about being pissed, or scared, or ghosts or emperors or any other bullshit. Just how he goes loose in your grip, barely keeping his feet. "Motherfucker, you sound so fucking good."

"I'll pay you back with interest," he croaks out, brave show but wavery. "In the evening. We need to sleep. Hha, shit. C'mon, 'coon."

"Tonight" again, huh? Lotta shit happening tonight. Who fucking knows how your life's gonna shake up by this time tomorrow morning.

You think you can just about motherfucking live with that.

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[START OVER]