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Ankarna's champion is British Kristen-
#this was my first thought#on impulse#i know it's wrong#but that's where my mind went#fantasy high#fhjy#kristen applebees#british kristen#ankarna#dimension 20#d20
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if 10 million fireflies
He couldn’t believe his eyes 😂
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drew these for heart pirates day and uhhhh ep1115
#one piece#trafalgar law#fanart#my art#bepo one piece#heart pirates#sachi one piece#penguin one piece#canon doesnt exist if we try hard enough#if *I* try hard enough#also i like to think my guy just had a period where after he recovered he took the time to just. bask under the sun. suntanning.#cus my guy went from pasty pale as hell to enough melanin to put me to shame#/j i never had a chance to tan much to begin with lmao but you get my point#also also id like to think he uses bepo as like. a beach mat or smth. idk waht you call those. the things people lie on to suntan idk#like he already uses bepo as a pillow wahts stopping him to lie on top of him to sunbathe#also also also if youd like to know uhhh that beach day drawing?? inspired by when bepo swam away w law on top of him idk that was in my#mind for WEEKS when i read the manga#that and i just want them to goof off#also uhh ep 1115 a day AFTER heart pirates day was just cruel like damn#bepo's desperation got to me#also polar tang :((( man :((((( where are they getting another old man to build them another submarine :((
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Am i the only one who noticed orym while this discussion happened XD ??
#cr spoilers#criticalrole#dorian storm#orym of the air ashari#dorym#I'm pretty sure that's where orym thought went#you can't change my mind XD
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#erwin smith#hange zoe#attack on titan#aot memes#saw this pic on the trending page and this is where my mind immediately went hehe#eruhan
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"gosh, you're so darn cute!" (love sea 1x05) "looks like your 'no-strings-attached' life is coming to an end, pai." (love in the air 1x10)
#i screamed when i saw this scene#cause yes that lita scene is immediately where my mind went#glad to know other people are still suffering from lita brainrot as well lol#fortpeat#lita#love sea#love sea the series#prapaisky#mutrak#prapai x sky#mut x rak#fort thitipong#peat wasuthorn#boyslovesource#asianlgbtqdramas#bledit#thaidramas#mine
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Big the cat being the only character to actually and truly see Sonic as just some guy
#also why did i lie in bed and my mind immediately went to start thinking about big the cat#i haven't even thought abour the sonic series in months outide of looking at the generations trailers#i like big the cat#always have. despite those fishing levels where i momentarily stopped liking him#big the cat the only character who wouldnt blink an eye if sonic were to fail. no shattered image to any degree
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thrawn in a dress goodbye I’ll see myself out
#Star Wars#thrawn#mitthrawnuruodo#eli vanto#thranto#I picked up thrawn again and got to the part where yularen said he would look good in white and my mind went overdrive#I have no excuse#goodbye#doodle
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Machete and Vasco are so pomegranate-and-the-hand-that-slices coded. To me.
Pomegranates are seen as messy, bloody, inconvenient fruits. You slice or tear or bite and in return for your effort you come away underwhelmed, disgusted, and stained too deep to wash. The consumption of a pomegranate is a violent act of defilement, for both the fruit and the eater.
But that is because most do not understand how to open a pomegranate. They have little patience for the precise carving. They see no point in coreing the fruit gently, no reason to be reverent as they pull the quarters apart. When done correctly, opening a pomegranate leaves little mess. Your fingers will still stain, your knife will still slick, but there will be no pool of crimson drowning both you and the fruit.
The seeds are only sweet to those who understand the merit of a light hand and intricate slicing. Why put in so much effort for a food so bitter and clearly armored against consumption? Surely it must not yearn to be eaten.
(^insane about silly catholic dogs)
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#absolutely losing my mind over this#how dare you come to my house and deliver a poignant character analysis cloaked in metaphors and symbolism#I went all day thinking about pomegranates#doing late christmas shopping? pomegranates#glazing ham? pomegranates#watching futurama with siblings? pomegranates#they're still kind of an exotic fruit where I'm from and I only got around to trying one a handful of years ago#some fruits offer themselves readily but pomegranates are hard and resistant and require a bit more specific handling#I looked up a guide and even then the kitchen counter ended up a murder scene#I've gotten better but I know some people can open them very neatly and I still haven't figured out the right technique#I love you anon I love the fact that you've clearly been rotating my silly catholic dogs in your head#and are able to put your thoughts into words with such marvelous grace and eloquence#surely it must not yearn to be eaten UNFATHOMABLE#answered#anonymous#gift art#Vasco#Machete#pomegranates are canonically one of Machete's motifs/symbols but I never thought of them from this angle#at least not this extensively
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Granny is a crazy:B fan!
#enstars oc#her favourite is rinne because he 'reminds me of my grandson. very energetic and intelligent'#she has a fan twitter where she takes pictures of her nuis#theyre basically her grandsons#she went to a handshake event once and told himeru that she was very proud of him and he was doing amazing and he had to hold back the tear#i think.#thats my mind eye#ensemble stars#enstars#crazy b#look. idk
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nah cause like you dont get it!!!! the sully kids and spider are a unit!!! they're puzzle pieces that fit together perfectly. the very definition of "the gang is what i trust"!!! they're together their whole lives and then spider gets taken and all of a sudden the puzzle is in disarray. kiri's so spacey cause she doesn't have spider to bring her back down to pandora. lo'ak's acting out cause he doesn't have his usual partner-in-crime/fellow outcast to make light mischief with. neteyam is like two seconds away from a heart attack/stroke the whole movie because the other kid he used to parent his siblings with for the past like decade is gone!!! and spider on the other hand? is completely alone. at least the other four have each other. all spider has is his alien racist, genocidal, imperialist dad dragging him on the world's worst war crime road trip. there's no kiri to get him out of his head. there's no lo'ak to to be outcasts with. there's no neteyam to have a quiet reassurance that they're in this together with. there's just him and his stupid, fucking mind. and then they blend his brain at bridgehead and it's over for him.
#like the reason the sully kids are tweaking for the first half of their stay in awa'atlu is bc their big brother is getting tortured!!!#and like i do think that eventually the metkayina kids become part of their unit but that doesn't happen until the battle#spider who comes back half there from gettin his brains blended and the on top of that he has to deal with 3 new people in the unit??#well... good luck charlie#and like if we're being honest i think spider comes half the person he used to be after the war crimes road trip#like his body and his reflexes are all there but like his mind isn't and i think the kids dont take well to that#like neteyam's dead and there's a stranger where their big brother used to be and like they all have to deal with the thought of#'if we had went back for spider could we have saved him from this? could we have at least still had one of our big brothers?'#avatar cameron#neteyam te suli tsyeyk'itan#lo'ak te suli tsyeyk'itan#kiri te suli kìreysì'ite#spider socorro#sorry for avatar posting guys. the blue people have taken over my brain
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The wedding, when it came, had a fairy-tale quality, in this very remote church, with no electricity, and it happened after dark. It felt quite otherworldly, very dreamlike. - John Perry Barlow
Carolyn was stunning and very stark — as if the few lights were just for her, with the rest of us in darkness and her betrothed's face leaning into her halo. When John fumbled with the ring, Carolyn gently put her hand on his shoulder and laughed. The moment that she put her hand on his shoulder to reassure him that everything was okay, that was quite a loving subtlety. But that was her. - Billy Noonan
It was an incredibly magical moment. I saw it as it was unfolding, almost in silhouette. It was virtually dark outside. John reached for the hand of Carolyn; she was caught off guard. I'm walking backwards in the light rain at dusk, and John does this amazing gesture, taking her hand and bringing it to his lips. It was lovely, the spontaneity of that gesture. - Denis Reggie
#john f. kennedy jr.#carolyn bessette kennedy#*#history#historyedit#so uncanny tagging this as history GOOD GOD WHAT YEAR IS IT#i went on a field trip to that church about three years after they died#i was thrilled because my parents always buy copies of the times/post/daily news whenever we live through a Historic Moment#so we have a whole dresser that's just bursting with newspapers and obviously EVERYONE ran that last image after they died#to the point where it just became crazy-engraved in my mind#(you wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me etc. etc.)#anyway the p.s. to the story is that i was supposed to write a school report on the history behind the church#but OF COURSE i turned in a treatise on the exact spot where jfk jr. kissed carolyn bessette's hand#i was way too into the kennedys for a literal child who still watched the wonderful world of disney every sunday night
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another grick doodle dump but im getting crazier and coloring shit in
blood cw under the cut
one billion tomatoes for them
#ghost trick#lynne#sissel#inspector cabanela#detective jowd#kamila#ghost trick spoilers#yomiel#i need to stop drawing cabanela bloodied up but its okay guys im just throwing tomatoes yeah#cabayomi#also rotating yomiel a lot in my head.. he's transmasc AND non op in my beautiful mind..#context for the first img by the way: i was doing a drawing stream in vc where i was just drawing him and my friend said that-#-he would get the worst sunburns ever and i immediately went to draw it afterwards LMFAO#station gallery#ALSO FORGOT TO ADD. the colored kamila doodle was a random little design i was just fucking around with because i was going nuts
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How You Turn My World; Chapter 4
You finally find your way into the labyrinth, coming across some new and old faces; both friendly and malicious.
Character; Lilia Vanrouge
Content; Gender-neutral reader, reader is getting tired of being stuck here and smelling like a bog
Content Warnings; Swearing, some talk of death, reader passes out
Word Count; 2.2 K
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 |
As per usual, don't put my work into AI.
You were finally making some decent progress, what, with not being stuck in some bog and knowing somewhat of where you were going. A vast improvement really! Well, it would be, but unfortunately, you still reeked of rotten eggs and skunk — apparently the bog stench only got worse the longer it stayed on.
“Why did it have to dump me into the swamp,” you huffed, rounding yet another corner. “Like, it could have dumped me beside the water, but, no, no, let’s dump the magicless human right into the putrid bog water! A good guffaw, don’t you think? Ha ha ha HA!”
At least your au de Bog of Eternal Stench kept any would-be assailants away since you hadn’t run into anything (besides a rose bush, ouch) since you started making your way through the labyrinth. So maybe it wasn’t all that bad… damn, maybe your sense of smell was just used to it… hey, if stink helps you not die, then you would gladly stay stinky! Well, bitterly stay stinky is more like it.
“Assholes,” you muttered, rounding another corner.
But it wasn’t a corner; it was a crossroad. Three paths merged off of the one you were on.
… aren’t labyrinths just one long line? THIS IS A FUCKING MAZE?! You groaned, looking at your possible options which all looked exactly the same.
Decisions, decisions, decisions. Of course nothing is easy here, no no no! Gotta make things difficult now.
The hedge behind you rustled, and you whipped around, getting into a stance where you could either land a pretty good sucker punch to the hedge-stalker or make a mad dash away. But out of the hedge crawled out a small, fuzzy, caterpillar. And back at home you would have thought it was cute, but you learned your lesson from the doors; don’t trust it, or anyone for that matter.
You looked down at the caterpillar, and the caterpillar looked up at you, blinking slowly.
What are the chances…
“Do you know a way out,” you asked the caterpillar, crouching down so that you didn’t tower over it.
The caterpillar blinked at you again (apparently caterpillars in the Underground have eyelids, which isn’t the weirdest thing considering everything). “No,” it chirped and continued crawling on its merry way, wherever that may be. “But you’ll find the way.” And it disappeared into the growth of the maze, humming a little tune to itself.
You sighed, and pushed yourself back up, straightening out your shoulders and looking up to the sky. “I’ll find a way,” you breathed, looking up at the cloudless sky which was starting to turn a brilliant amber with the setting sun. “I might want to find a way is more like it.”
You looked back down to the ground, looking at the three paths in front of you. They all look the same, save for the ground making up paths themselves, with the middle and right paths looking well worn with travel. And while they may be well worn, there was a voice at the back of your head that was whispering caution. The left-most path was not as well travelled, with dead vines covering parts of it.
“Hopefully you’re right, little buddy since I could use all the luck I can get.” And you made your way down the path, hoping that it was the correct one and didn’t lead you to your death or some other unpleasant thing.
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Lilia was at the entrance of the labyrinth, in front of the two doors.
“Have you seen a human, about this tall, a bit of a temper, and smelling foul,” he asked the doors.
The doors looked at each other before looking at Lilia. “And what’s it to you,” they said in unison.
Lilia smiled, but it was one of mild annoyance, not joy or amusement. “Royal orders I fear. You wouldn’t want the mistress finding out about you both tampering with a royal matter, would you?” The smile turned cat-like since Lilia had backed them into a corner.
The doors paled, with the blue door speaking up. “No no, sir! We would never dream of such a thing!!! Yes, there was a human, a wretched one at that, horribly rude!”
Lilia hummed, cocking a brow at the door. “I do think wretched is a bit of an overstatement now,” he whispered to himself. “Well, tell me where about they are then. The sooner I can collect them, the better for you lot.”
The red door sighed, “Near the heart of it, they took the left path.”
Left path? Why the left path leads to… Shit. Lilia mentally groaned, knowing that regardless of the path you took, you would end up having to deal with them eventually. “Your cooperation has been noted,” is what he said though, giving the doors both a nod before turning into a bat and flying over the labyrinth, trying to find you before you ran into whoever them was.
“Please be clever enough not to die,” he whispered to no one, hoping that he didn’t have to deliver your body to the Queen.
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The left path brought you to what looked like a forest; with old-growth trees, ferns and moss covering the ground, and a list mist hanging in the air. It was peaceful and beautiful, with the setting sun illuminating the mist without burning it away.
But that would not last, night was fast approaching and you had nothing to protect you this time; no rowan tree to haul your ass up, and no sort of weapon to protect yourself besides the oh-so-lovely smell of the bog to deter something from eating you. You were pretty sure it would also keep away anything that wanted to otherwise snatch you up.
“AH!” Something jumped out from a tree, and you couldn’t fully register what it was since you were also screeching, much like the creature was at you; you with fright, the creature with amusement and joy.
Two other creatures jumped out from behind the trees and startled cackling, jumping, and clapping. Together, they surrounded you, with no way to really escape them without fighting through.
… you really should have read about fae species, since you didn’t know what they exactly were, or how dangerous they were either.
One pulled you near a pit and lit a fire, cackling in glee and dancing, trying to get you to join them. “Ah come on, human, have some fun! DANCE BABEY!!!!”
But you stayed still as more creatures came out of the shadows, dancing around the fire, giggling, cackling, and pulling a bit at your clothes to prompt you to join them. You didn’t know, cementing your feet down, your eyes watching their movements with caution.
‘Should you dance with the fae, you shall not stop dancing until you exhaust yourself. And once you wake up, you will continue dancing. This cycle will repeat itself until you dance to death.’
At least that was what the book said, and so you stayed still, regardless of how much the creatures pulled at you. While it looked like a grand old time, you remained where you were.
“I don’t have time for dancing,” you answered coldly, flinching from pinching fingers. You were also a bit shocked that Eau de Bog of Eternal Stench wasn’t keeping them away. Either, they couldn’t smell, or, they didn’t care that you smelled downright awful. “So this ‘baby’ won’t dance.”
And should I be offended by you calling me ‘baby’ or am I reading too much into it?
The main creature just shrugged and spun its dancing partner around. “Your loss human! More fun for us then! YIPPEE!!!” And it threw something in the fire to where you could feel the heat on your face.
What now? You were just standing there awkwardly as the creatures danced about, singing something that you couldn’t really make out. All you knew was that the heat, noise, and the dizzying dance of them was making your head pound, and throat scream in thirst. You hadn’t drank anything for over a day(?) — no, bog water did not count — and the heat from the fire made the thirst only worse. Shit.
“Ah, you don’t look too… hot there human,” one of the creatures snickered at its own joke at your expense. “Maybe if you dance with us, loosen up and have a bit of fun, then you can have a drink? Hmm? Dancing won’t kill you!” But its failed attempts at covering up its own malicious giggles were more than enough to stand your ground… which was coming at you quite fast since you practically collapsed.
Was it the thirst? The pounding migraine that wanted nothing more than to crawl into some dark hole and hide? Or your exhaustion from making that tiring trek, crawling yourself out of the bog and making the trek again, or the hours you had spent wandering around the maze with no real idea of where you were going? All you really knew was that you were now on the ground with the creatures poking at you to see if you were still alive.
“Aw, man! Are they already dead? That’s no fun!” One of the creatures pouted, raising up your arm, and you let it plop back to the ground. “Come on human! Get up! You’re not a party pooper are you?”
Scre you buddy! Can’t you read the situation?!
You were trying your best to stay quiet, which wasn’t all that hard, since all of your energy was gone.
“They best not be,” a familiar voice called out.
From your position, you couldn’t see who it was, but you could make out the creatures jumping away from you like you were the hot fire instead of the fire pit. But someone else was approaching until you could make out a pair of shoes in front of your face.
They crouched down beside you, placing their fingers gently at the base of your throat; taking your pulse. “Hmph, playing dead, are we, Beastie?”
That irritating chuckle. The annoying nickname. Those mischievous magenta eyes that now looked at you with curiosity and amusement.
It was him — Mr. Sparkles.
And he had just blown your act of playing possum (well, not really, since you had actually collapsed).
But you didn’t say anything, instead favouring to give him a dirty look. Yet he just shook his head in jest, and proceeded to pick you up and wrap you around his shoulders and neck like some sort of bizarre ermine pelt; better than being carried like a sack of potatoes or the bridal carry you supposed.
“Her majesty sends her regards for not turning or killing her guest,” Lilia offered the creatures. It would be such a waste and pity to see such an entertaining Beastie leave us too soon now. “But do know she won’t take to their condition lightly.”
My condition? I’m not some Victorian child with some unknown illness wreaking havoc on their body you know?! But all that you did was groan and cough. You couldn’t even cough in Mr. Sparkles’ (Lilia’s) face, since you had a lovely view of the moss-covered ground and the fae’s shoes.
He patted the back of your calves, and you would have kicked him if you had more energy, but you didn’t. “Now, we really should be off, since Beastie has… an hour to get out of this maze before they turn into some sort of worm, or a hedge; never know what this old labyrinth will decide on really.” Lilia chuckled at the thought (was it merriment, or was he happy that you weren’t joining the caterpillar you met earlier?).
“No,” you wheezed. “WoRm!”
“See! They said it themself! No worm! How lovely that we are on a similar wavelength, Beastie! Marvellous even!” Lilia exclaimed, and the both of you started levitating off of the ground. “Now, do enjoy your party, Fireys!”
The creatures (Fireys apparently) groaned but got back to their party, dancing around the fire like they didn’t just try to lure you to your death mere minutes before.
“Tsk tsk, Beastie,” Lilia’s tutting brought your attention back to him and you grumbled. “You owe me two favours now, you know. Lucky that I found you… although that part wasn’t hard. I thought you learned your lesson the first time you decided to take a dip into the Bog of Eternal Stench?”
You lightly kicked him, letting your irritation be known, but Lilia just hummed. “Now now, no need to be like that! Do you want to smell like a bog when you meet the mistress? She wouldn’t take kindly to your… unique aroma.”
You hissed out a breath since he decided to pinch at your ear rather harshly — prompting for you to answer. “No,” you whispered hoarsely.
“Also, do read up on that book, since you will want to know about the government and fae species etiquette!”
From a smelly bog and fumbling around a maze for hours on end, to finding yourself being taken to fae high society… was it too late to become some worm in the maze? I think being a worm actually has a better chance of me living.
But sadly, you were saved from an eternity of being a worm. Hopefully, Mr. Sparkles (Lilia) would cover for your blunders a little for when you found yourself in front of ‘the mistress’.
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To be continued!
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#twst#twst x reader#twst x gn reader#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland x reader#twisted wonderland x gn reader#lilia vanrouge#lilia vanrouge x reader#lilia vanrouge x gn reader#yup! we're moving away from the labyrinth but fret not! the shenanigans shall continue and relationships will be built!#i forgot how fucking terrifying the fireys are and i now remember way labyrinth gave me nightmares as a kid#twst labyrinth au#also i shit you not i went to go eat at a burger joint last week and 'magic dance' was playing and i lost my fricking mind#like HELLO?! WHAT THE HELL?!#apparently the radio was telling me to fricking work on this fic...#i should really start posting this on ao3 as well... but idk where this is going to go#also posting a standalone fic (oneshot?) tomorrow; you guys will be eating good for a bit. here some crumbs for you and for you and for you
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Bill Cipher as Facebook Minion Memes
#bill cipher#gravity falls#book of bill#my art#fan art#idk what possessed me to draw these#I got my book of bill copy and apparently this is where my mind went#scopophobia#car accident mention#divorce mention#eye horror#i think??#i dunno#gross eye stuff#ask to tag#undescribed
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Just saw Whitepine and it’s so good!!! The sets look amazing and I love the sound design with the white noise, background noises like humming from a light and fire crackling, and the music is so good!! And she composed it herself!! AND THERES CAPTIONS
#in my mind having captions immediately elevates a piece#also the credits where they went and listed every source of information was impressive#ivorycello#whitepine#are these the tags?#the eyes in the dark#*inspiration not information
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