#anters

[ilovesaramoonkids]

Check out all the toddler to CHILD converstions!!!

DRESS

ANTERS

KNIT SCARF

SANTA HAT

KNIT HAT

Snowflake NECKLACE Snowflake EARRINGS

Toddler to Child Winter Conversions

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Thanks so much @ilovesaramoonkids for this sweet lookbook!

Thank you @littletodds for this awesome lookbook!

This set has 12 files total!  The dress is the same mesh as used in 2 toddler dresses, and has swatches from both styles included.  The original toddler versions can be found scrolling through this page.  Happy New Year!

Hairs are conversions by @simiracle or @redheadsims-cc | 1 Pose by @a-luckyday

[mymythsandmonsters]

Head with Antlers, 2024

[prolibytherium]

I cannot fucking believe I've never heard of this animal it's got some of the craziest head ornamentation of any known mammals. I mean you get weirder Shaped horns like prolybitherium, bramatherium, synthetoceras etc but the whole 5 total horns AND tusks thing is pretty unique

[karxezal]

Ere zarokno em qelîyan, lê ica em naqelin..!

[term-repost]

Bringing back these posts with flags for one-sided romance, because I figured out a different name for this format of relationships. It would be Himeric relationships, named after Himeros, Ancient Greek god of unrequited love - as opposed to "normal", Anteric relationships, named after Anteros, Ancient Greek god of requited love.

Post One | Post Two | Post Three | Post Four | Post Five

original posted by pappy on NNIA

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[boxbot]

Bug with a bug </3

@teethybittsssss <- (Dani's creator)

[glowver]

I gave into the erges- so ahve some emo wiwi :)

Closeups + extra wiwi drawing

[sade1-adam]

“Sevgi vermekle başlar. Kaynağı sendedir. Bunu herkes sürekli yaptığında tüm evren el ele, omuz omuza birbirini okşayarak kucaklar hale gelir çünkü yalnız sevgi Bir'dir ve sevginin olduğu yerde birlik vardır.”

Eddi Anter

[o-wise-corvid]

Dathomir Daily

Sēcō Fo Sho Zēgālo

(Seekah Fah Shah Zee-gay-lah)

- the Lord of the Hunt

- An ancient deity from before the time of the Nightmothers

- The Nightbrothers never forgot him and it was him that they asked to favor their first hunt which would earn them their tattoos

- He is often depicted with horns resembling antlers, tall and branching

- Wrathful depictions have them curl forward like spears and more peaceful ones frame his head like an enormous crown

Tag list: @alexeithegoat @thesitharts @crc-jedi-knight-serushna @hotshot9 @smoooothbrain @gran-maul-seizure @foreverchangingfandomsao3 @herbalinz-of-yesteryear🫡 @justalittletomato @stardustbee @storm89 @id-rather-be-a-druid @ohboi @and-claudia @eloquentmoon @dukeoftheblackstar

[garretschuelke]

[hollywood-addicts]

happy gay month or whatever

Original image:

[beastsovrevelation]

Antler Queen after the Yellowjackets lit Jackie's funeral pyre:

[theholeyness]

Hi holey, hope you’ve been well ☺️ I have a few questions about Anter ! 1. Is he the jealous type? 2. If he could have a favorite food, what would it be? 3. Is anter more likely to confess first or wait to be confessed to? 4. What’s his “type”?

Hii 😊 Thank you. Hope you're doing well as well

1. I think he'd like his lovers to have no life aside from revolving around him in theory, but he quickly gets tired of this type of person in reality. 2. From savory dishes he'd like cream of watercress and foie gras best. He'll probably like anything as long as he has a glass of good wine to go with it, though. 3. Definitely confesses first, I'm just not sure he puts enough thought into it, hahah. 4. From physical features, he likes object heads with reflecting surfaces

[reesecomic13]

Happy Pride Month!

(Context: Lola, the one in the black jacket, is a creator of a sitcom and the rest are the writers of it.)

Original Meme:

[karxezal]

Musa Anter

[kintsugiscars-archive]

[ @soulseeresque continued from here ]

Wrong. All wrong. Everything was wrong. 

Anteros stared at Hythlodaeus like he was some sort of festival funhouse mirror. It was Hythlodaeus, sure, but he was wrong. Wrong in the way that couldn’t be spoken in words rather only felt in the bones of one who loves him. 

“No.” He stubbornly jut his chin out, though sorrowful concern painted his features. His red gaze held Hytholdaeus’ for eons until he spoke again. “You’re lying to me. Friends don’t lie to each other like this.” 

A large hand grabbed his friend’s, enveloping it in glove-tempered warmth. “’You’re okay’ means you’re safe. Tell me what’s wrong. I want to help.”