#a forest of teeth
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jihef03 · 2 years ago
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J n’ P
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aqua-regia009 · 1 year ago
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Carcharoth, the Red Maw - from Tolkien's Beren and Lúthien Illustrated by Alan Lee (English, b.1947)
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fiskbein · 2 months ago
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my latest find - female red deer which was surprisingly complete with none of her teeth missing. knife marks on the back of the skull and the unusual location she was found in suggests a hunter dump.
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angeleternity · 7 months ago
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ghost-bxrd · 3 months ago
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What about combining Fae Dick and Eldritch Jason?
Except, Bruce is genuinely clueless. He thinks both his kids are baseline human - guy has no clue how normal kids work, lol.
So when Jason 'dies', Dick is mad at Bruce for letting it deteriorate that far, but he isn't too grieved. He knows Jay will turn up sooner or later, the only question is how pissed he is going to be.
That's the main reason Dick staying back to support Bruce doesn't work - Bruce can tell Dick isn't anywhere near as cut up as he should be over his kid brother dying. He acts the part really well, but Bruce has known him for years and can tell when he's faking grief...
Now I can’t help but imagine Bruce and Alfred brokenly telling Dick about Jason, and Dick just being like “oh boy, ohhhhhh boy, that’s just… super inconvenient. Like, it couldn’t have come at a worse time.”
Alfred: … young sir, this is a shock, but we must all stick-
Dick: well duh it’s a shock, he’s been badgering me about the play at the theater next week for three months now. Do you have any idea how pissed he’ll be that he’s gonna miss it?
Alfred:… I’m not sure you understand the gravitas of the situation. Perhaps we should call Miss canary to-
Dick: oh I understand alright. You have any idea how much time Jay’s been spending on the upkeep of his body? Called me vain when he spent at least two hours each day arranging each atom to conform to human growth norms. The audacity. But no, seriously, he’s going to be so pissed…
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carouselunique · 4 months ago
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Ginger Gold + Sea Swirl! Or as I call them: Appledash if they both had accents.
Sometimes, Ginger accompanies her to the Everfree Forest to act as a guard while she studies, not that she needs one, she's plenty tough on her own, Ginger just tags along to wrastle ornery critters. Some possible dialogue below:
Ginger Gold: "So there I was, workin' on herdin' the Timberwolves that got brave enough to head into town during Zap Apple season. Just me against a whole pack of the varmits-”
Sea Swirl: “Oh just yous by yourself with a whole pack of Timberwolves?”
Ginger Gold: “... okay, Cousin AJ was visitin' from Manehattan an' she helped a bit. Gotta admit, that filly packs a punch for bein' city folk. Mostly just me though, ain't a pony who could keep up with me!"
Sea Swirl: "Right-o."
Ginger Gold: "An' I was right in the middle of kickin' their keisters all the way back to Everfree, some creatures need'a bit of tough love y'know? When the alpha Timberwolf managed to get one over and snapped his jaws a lil' too close to my ear!"
Sea Swirl: "Crikey, and the bastard took the tip right off?"
Ginger Gold: "Sure shootin' Sea. What the feller didn't count on was that a lil' pain don't slow me down none, I bowled that bundle of firewood right back into the forest without missin' a beat! I swear Fluttershy nearly passed out when she saw the drip o' red down my face, but it was barely a scratch. An' now my ear has this nice flat tip. I do love a good battle scar."
Sea Swirl: "That why ya tag along while I work sometimes? Cause yous rippin' to pick up another battle scar?"
Ginger Gold: "That an' the fact that y'all are good company."
Sea Swirl: "Oh piss off." 💙
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aelisinsims · 2 months ago
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recent progress ^^
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boringsideeffect · 1 year ago
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today i’m thinking about how every time Cabeswater protected Adam, it was, by extension, Ronan protecting him.
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lulublack90 · 4 months ago
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Prompt 19 - Fairytale
@wolfstarmicrofic July 19, word count 995
CW - Murder, blood
Once upon a time, there was a young man named Sirius. Sirius lived with his parents and brother. They drove him mad. One morning, his mother ordered him to take a basket of cakes and buns to his grandmother. 
“Why can’t Kreacher do it?” He asked sullenly. He did not enjoy visiting his grand-mère. 
“Because I told you to,” Was all that Walburga said to him before pushing him out of the house and shoving the heavily ladened basket into his hands. 
He grumbled and stuck his fingers up at the house as he walked away. He decided to go the long way around to his grandmother’s house through the woods. 
Sirius loved the woods. He could have skipped down the lane, but he restrained himself. If he messed up the treats in the basket, he’d never hear the end of it. 
He was about halfway to his grandmother’s house when he spotted a figure in the distance. The hairs on his arms and the back of his neck stuck up and his entire body tensed. Something wasn’t right. 
“Hello,” The man smiled when Sirius was almost to him. “Beautiful day isn’t it?”
“I suppose,” Sirius answered. He’d slowed his pace but didn’t fully stop, just kept walking past the strange man. 
“Where are you going?” The man asked, moving to walk beside him. 
“To my grandmother’s house,” Sirius answered, hoping the man would leave him alone if he answered his questions. 
“And where does grandmother live?” The man questioned further. Sirius stopped in his tracks. 
“That really isn’t any of your business, now please leave me alone,” He glared at the man, hoping he’d just leave him alone. The man dipped his head to him. 
“Apologies,” He smiled unnervingly and backed into the trees. Sirius shivered, glad he was gone. Sirius put him out of his mind. He needed his wits about him to deal with his grandmother. 
The house loomed before him as he cleared the trees. As he approached, he noticed the gate was open. His grandmother would never allow that. He walked through it, closing the iron gate behind him. 
The front door was ajar. Alarm bells started ringing in his head. Something wasn’t right. He crept into the house. 
“Grand-mère?” Normally, by this time, she’d be sitting in her wing-backed chair, squinting at her book because she refused to accept that she needed glasses. 
A bang came from upstairs. “Grand-mère, I’m coming upstairs,” He called. He felt a chill creep down his spine as he climbed. He stood on the landing and called out again. 
“Grand-mère?” 
“In here, my dear,” A sweet voice called out. That alone was enough for Sirius to know things were not as they should be. Irma Black had never used the word dear in her life. 
He pushed open her bedroom door and spotted a figure in her bed. 
“Good afternoon Grand-mère, are you alright?” He asked pleasantly. Whoever was in her bed was at least twice the size of his grandmother. 
“Yes, my dear, just a slight sniffle. Come closer to your old Granny,” Admitting weakness and calling herself Granny two more red flags to add to the already large collection. Against his better judgement, he neared the bed. 
“My what big eyes you’ve got Granny,” He had to stop himself from sounding sarcastic. 
“All the better to see you with, my dear,” Sirius realised pretty quickly that his ‘Granny’ was the stranger he’d met in the woods. 
“And my, what big ears you’ve got,” He’d play the game for a bit longer before calling him out. 
“All the better to hear you with, my dear,” The sweet voice was becoming gruffer. 
“And my, what big teeth you’ve got,” He couldn’t help the smile that crept into his voice. His ‘Granny’ narrowed her eyes. 
“All the better to eat you with!” The man growled and leapt out of bed faster than Sirius had expected. Sirius fell to the floor and rolled out of the man’s way. He jumped to his feet and ran for it. 
“Help!” He screamed as he ran through the house. “Help!” The man was chasing him and was closing in. Sirius got to the bottom of the staircase and grabbed for the front door. The man flew past him and blocked the exit. He had a nasty, blood-soaked blade in his hand. Sirius didn’t stop to ask whose blood it was. He already knew. 
He knew this house well and headed to what had been his grandfather’s office. It had double doors leading into the garden. “Help!” He shouted once he was in the garden, he knew the man wouldn’t let him live. He was getting tired, but the man just kept coming. “Help!” He shouted as loud as his protesting lungs could manage as the man closed in. 
He ran for the tree line at the edge of the garden and blew through them. “Help!” He called again. The man was right on his heels as he ran past a leaning fir tree. He caught the flash of steel out of the corner of his eye and heard a dull thunk. He looked over his shoulder and a tall, strong woodcutter stood over the body of his pursuer. 
“Are you alright?” The man asked as he pulled his axe from the body. 
“Yeah,” Sirius said hoarsely. "I don't know who he is, but he wanted to kill me," 
“His name’s Fenrir Greyback. He's wanted for murder.” The woodcutter told him. “I’m Remus by the way,” He held out his hand and Sirius took it, shaking it thankfully.
“Sirius,” He told him. “Want some cake?” Sirius asked. Somehow he’d managed to hold onto the basket as he fled. Remus laughed at him. 
“Yeah, sure,” He answered. “We can deal with him later,” He pointed at Greyback. 
They shared the cakes and buns between them and chatted merrily for the rest of the afternoon, totally forgetting what had brought them together.
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cyanogenuine · 5 months ago
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the most tragic part of dead boy detectives isnt Edwin, or Charles, or their whole thing theyve got going on. Its the one ghost of a deer in Ep. 6 that gets eaten by Teeth Face, which is said to be the worst fate for ghosts ever. It was just a confused dead deer and now its forever void, no closure no nothing. That must be so incredibly confusing and horrifying for a deer that doesn't even know its dead
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clementiiny · 1 month ago
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Day 17: Mushroom - introducing teeth face
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clxckwork-sun-n-moon · 1 year ago
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the true forms of the gods! sketch pages for Sun and Moon in Old Forest Gods AU, this is how they look when they aren't using their doll forms to 'blend in' and interact with mortals~
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hannibalfan16 · 7 months ago
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Ragnvaldr Stimboard! :D
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bornulhuu · 1 year ago
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Old god of the woods and its followers. It is a terrible monster that revels in causing fear and terror to people who strayed away from the path and got lost in its woods. It is a trickster that plays with its food before devouring them completely. It's followers make themselves patchwork masks made from animal heads and hides and live out their lives outside in the wilderness, attacking anyone they come across.
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fartoomanyteeth · 2 years ago
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A certain brand of people playing Sons of The Forest (apparently): Virginia is so sexy aha. She's literally a ballerina! My beautiful wife!
Virginia:
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pettyprocrastination · 3 months ago
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cringe brainrot cod thought but Alien!au Simon Riley where he's a retired veteran who takes on a job of being freelance security which means accompanying a collection of scientists led but some capitalist billionaire onto an non-domesticated planet where they all inevitably get picked off one by one until he's the only one left to find their murderer is an alien gal who wants to be left the FUCK alone on her planet. Builds a little hut deep in the forest and learns if he leaves her alone she'll leave his alone on separate sides of the world- eventually they fuck idk what to tell you.
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