#but here he is!

[minnesota-fats]

Lord of the Lazarus

Og prompt here

[frances-baby-houseman]

I was just listening to music on my phone and I was like wow this playlist is so good every song is a banger what is it

and then I remembered I put on my Top Songs 2023 generated playlist.

[ccstiles]

Edit: there was a lot of changes to his lore, so I decided to make a whole new post with the updated lore here

Here he is!! My bounty hunter sona for GBA's August art challenge! Had a lot of fun designing him :]

Here's a bit more lore on the guy:

for being one of the oldest bounty hunters for hire, he's still able to do his work better than most of the youngins out there!

because of his experience, he's trusted to do more dangerous bounties that would otherwise kill an unprepaird hunter.

his preffered weapon of choice isn't actually a weapon! he uses all kinds of poisons, venoms, and other substances to kill or subdue his targets.

an old friend of Hipswitch, he'll find the wisdom and knowledge he gained from old age to be of great help to the main four.

Some fun facts below the cut!

- Khel doesn't have any children himself, but he does have 2 nephews and a niece! (He absolutely adores his niece the most)

- Tzarians are a venomous species! Their venom stuns their victim for a period of time, the duration changing from person to person.

- Tzarians are a matriarchal society, women are highly respected in their culture.

- Khel himself is a very kind person to those he befriends, oftentimes becoming a father figure to those who need it.

- his scarf was given to him by his mother when he was a kid. He keeps it with him as a reminder of her after she passed.

- the reason his home planet's years are different from human years is because their planet takes longer to orbit! His home planet orbits around a red giant, so it takes 7 human years to make up 1 Tzarian year!

- has lots of friends within the bounty hunter groups, including our good ol robo pal Hipswitch!

- he calls anyone and everyone 'kid' and 'kiddo'

And last but not least, some sketches of him and his outfit!

[oneknightstand-if]

Since Merlin appears different to each person's perception...

I feel like my MC is suffering through terminal brainrot because they'll be seeing Merlin as Gandalf big naturals 😭💀🤡

Well, if that's what your MC is attracted to, then Merlin can certainly accommodate that and then some!

[insertbadpunhere]

I THINK I USED UP MY LUCK FOR THIS MONTH. THAT'S 2 IN 20 PULLS! (I caved and decided to use ten pull. Since I did have the gems saved up for it.)

[tenojan-in-tevinter]

pov u are Anders in your clinic and Hawke just thought of a funny joke to tell u

Trying to get back into drawing so here is my boy, Rene Hawke! This was supposed to be a sketch and then I got really invested in the eyes lol

[starrytrees]

hi dungeon meshi fandom :]

[littlelightfish]

Funny things I found out playing with language setting in Netflix while looking episode 15:

Chilchuck's scream sounds HAUNTED in brazilian portuguese. Give it a try if you can.

(You can hear it here)

In spanish dub, Senshi says: "tocó mis senos de hombre", which means "he touched my man boobs" in Spanish. And I think that's the best dub line one so far.

[haunted-xander]

chomps you affectionately

[kiryuing]

[abisalli]

Jason but he wears this helmet 😼

[martyrbat]

hate when a batman artist isn't committed to bruce's lame bat schtick... give that man a bat insignia on the bottom of his boots rn

[bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky]

I am Kenough.

[daisywords]

One of my biggest nitpicks in fiction concerns the feeding of babies. Mothers dying during/shortly after childbirth or the baby being separated form the mother shortly after birth is pretty common in fiction. It is/was also common enough in real life, which is why I think a lot of writers/readers don't think too hard about this. however. Historically, the only reason the vast majority of babies survived being separated from their mother was because there was at least one other woman around to breastfeed them. Before modern formula, yes, people did use other substitutes, but they were rarely, if ever, nutritionally sufficient.

Newborns can't eat adult food. They can't really survive on animal milk. If your story takes place in a world before/without formula, a baby separated from its mother is going to either be nursed by someone else, or starve.

It doesn't have to be a huge plot point, but idk at least don't explicitly describe the situation as excluding the possibility of a wetnurse. "The father or the great grandmother or the neighbor man or the older sibling took and raised the baby completely alone in a cave for a year." Nope. That baby is dead I'm sorry. "The baby was kidnapped shortly after birth by a wizard and hidden away in a secret tower" um quick question was the wizard lactating? "The mother refused to see or touch her child after birth so the baby was left to the care of the ailing grandfather" the grandfather who made the necessary arrangements with women in the neighborhood, right? right? OR THAT GREAT OFFENDER "A newborn baby was left on the doorstep and they brought it in and took care of it no issues" What Are You Going to Feed That Baby. Hello?

Like. It's not impossible, but arrangements are going to have to be made. There are some logistics.

[bbbbbbbbatman]

Bruce keeping a tighter and tighter lid on his identity around the Justice League because with each new person to reveal their identity he realizes that he has fucked far too high a percentage of his co workers as Bruce Wayne and he has to take this secret to his grave

[bi-writes]

ok ok how about mute?ghost who you aren't sure if he's actually mute or if he just chooses not to say anything. you hear a different answer from everyone you ask. (18+)

ever since mexico, wouldn't say a fucking word.

nah, mate, he's been zipped shut since he enlisted.

heard it was a mad accident.

what you mean? heard him telling off privates not even a year ago!

well, since you're a certified yapper, and ghost can't (won't) tell you to shut up, you make him your living diary. whenever you see him around, you sit next to him, stop by his office, hop up onto his desk and talk to him. you tell him about your day, about the recruits that bother you the most, about the meals in the mess hall being worse on saturdays than on mondays (fuck, you'd think the weekend would put some pep in their step, no?).

but gosh, when ghost finally had you seated in his lap with your pants around one ankle, you really weren't expecting to hear him.

pussy-drunk, tongue out, hands gripping your ass as he listens to the wet smack of your thighs against his, and that's all it takes for him to let out the filthiest groan you've ever heard, enough to make you spiral, see red-hot stars, to shake and cry until you're cumming and babbling and even more incoherent.

when they talk about ghost, you still keep your mouth shut. you're still not sure if he talks, fuck if i know, is what you say.

but if you suck his cock just right, you're certain he's singing.