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prowlerr
#transformers#maccadam#prowl#tf prowl#i am NOT immune to prowl#i had some continuity notes on him in this but i deleted them cuz i just wanted to post the design#but ill talk about them here for a second#prowl is the second in command#(sorry jazz youve been demoted to tic </3 at least ur still head of spec ops)#hes part of spec ops along with jazz mirage and bee#hes also like massively socially awkward and kinda seems like a dick but hes actually a huge sweetheart#because i love g1 prowl whos just. really sweet actually lmao#but he still has a job to do. and that job does not lend itself to free time and social interaction#he bluestreak and smokescreen are all siblings. prowl is the middle child (smokescreens the oldest)#theyre all from praxus ofc but for the sake of keeping bluestreak the only praxus survivor i think he and smokescreen just kinda.#werent there at the time#dont ask me what they were doing ill figure it out probably#anyway yeah#hes kinda a mesh of a bunch of different prowl designs#i love idws split doorwings#the star is from his aligned look because its COOL AS FUCK#anyway. him#transformers fanart#my art
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|| cal's journey i tried to incorporate the pivotal moments for cal during fallen order's story into this piece such as how his journey started to its closing
#starting from the zeffo sage mural#there's the meditation circles as he slowly heals his bond with the force#merrin's fire#his second lightsaber after obtaining his new kyber crystal#then ending with cordova's holocron with his lightsaber on as he's about to destroy it#anyways yeah i love him#cal kestis#art#digital art#jedi fallen order#jedi survivor#star wars#fanart#fai art#if the zeffo mural is wrong my bad#cal's lightsaber being both tapals and ceres so he carries their teachings wherever he goes#but then he doesn't have cere's lightsaber half in survivor in which im guessing he gave back to cere just before the mantis split#enough yapping
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Stars, double cherries!
I decided to do this with my absolute favorite ship ever
#Pile of Mario stuff#Mario#Super mario#Smrpg#Super mario rpg#Geno smrpg#Geno#Genario#Valentine's day#Valentines day#Nova's Mayhem art#I ACCIDENTALLY POSTED THIS TO BUG MARKET FOR A SPLIT SECOND. BUG MARKET I'M SO INREDIBLY SORRY!!!!!#I kinda dislike the heart placement I did but oh well. It looks fine anyway. As who's gonna notice#V#Should I repost my other Genario art? I got scared and now I'm wondering if it would be okay#I tried a new thing for this one. I hope you like it#There are so many tiny mistakes in here that's I couldn't count but SHHHHHHHH#Roses are red * violets are blue * you teach me * and I'll teach you * Pokemon#Smb#Proship dni
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Valentino and Sete at post race press cons throughout 2004
Welkom | Mugello | Catalunya | Donington Park | Brno
#they were friends long before they became rivals………#like even as their relationship grew more distant over the course of 2004 season the basic personal chemistry remained there until qatar….#mugello one………😭😭😭#I know biaggi was sickkkkkk of them loool#they shared 7 podiums total in 2004; assen and phillip island are not included here fyi but mostly bc there isn’t any footage lol#w assen I just couldnt gif it bc the moments were just split seconds of footage between rider closeups but they were actually talking there#despite sete being obviously angry about the whole thing….these men loved to yapp to a truly pathological degree lol#there’s no PI post race presscon available only vale’s own presscon#can you believe that the coloring base here IS the same actually but each gif looks to be colored differently anyways whateverrrr#sg15#vr46#valentino rossi#sete gibernau#myedits
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are you going to strangle me next?
#pose is referenced from a vintage ad#anyway can we please talk about this line. for a split second 4rthur thought about d*tch choking him out till he went limp#but if I bring that up I'm the weird one... OK...#the vandermorgan trauma bond is completely real. its in the game its the backbone of their every interaction it explains everything#its RIGHT THERE why is no one tapping into their dynamic. why do I have to do everything myself#vandermorgan#rdr2#my art
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I love when Riku is in the room where Sora’s sleeping pod is in, and he doesn’t see Sora at first, but when he does he RUNS to him. And then he’s panicked and says, “What have you done to Sora?!” And the way he calms down when he knows he’s not dead or hurt. He’s simply sleeping to get his memories back. And Naminé’s gasp before she says, “Nothing!” Just makes us all feel Riku’s wrath at that moment since she was like “!!!” At his words.
AND THEN!! How when Riku is talking to Xion in 358/2 days, and she asks about where Sora is at the time, Riku’s voice is a little sharper on the ‘that’ when he says, “That secret stays with me.”
AND HIM ADMITTING HE’S NOT MAD…HE’S JUST SAD!!! And wants his best friend back!!!
I love protective Riku when he’s actively showing it😭😭.
#soriku#riku x sora#sora x riku#just the surprise and worry in him when he sees Sora sleeping. for a second he sees him as captive and non responsive which#isn’t like Sora. no wonder he’s so worried for a split second but then the RELIEEFFF WHEN HE LEARNS HES OKAY!!! I bet it was overwhelming#for him lol. but anyways I love them and I just thought about these moments for a second.
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serious and significantly less serious
#aph russia#aph canada#aph america#for a split second but a meaningful one#hetalia#ruscaname#rscnm#anyway❤️ rus is there in the first one because cana misses the feeling of being needed/wanted to comfort someone😁#also stupid references to childhood shirts awesome. ideal caname are always situated in some empty field in bumfuck nowhere to me#on another note. most disrespectful thing anyone has EVER done to rus. flabbergasted couldn't even react. grabs a handful just like that.#ehe... guys who are red purple and blue... this is so perfect and satisfying to me.#myart#caname
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[ID: a drawing of pye from outer wilds, standing with her writing staff. she's wearing an orange nomai space suit without the helmet, and she has a light brown face with curly darker brown fur. end ID]
figuring out how i want to draw the nomai, so here's a pye since i am obsessed with her !!!
#outer wilds#pye#she was one of the easiest to start recognizing across text because she is involved in so many different things#but then i saw the scroll where she was calculating trajectories to the sun station and i Was in love immediately#and i love that the sun station was designed (by the game artists not by pye) to look more weapon-like than anything else the nomai built#as a way to show how it goes against their nature to do something so destructive and high risk#and since pye is the one kind of leading that and being so vocally For it it implies that she is also acting against nomai nature#but i dont think thats necessarily true!! a majority of the nomai agreed or else the idea would have been voted down#(even tho it did spark arguments)#and the oldest nomai recording we have access to is from escall making a split second decision to warp to an unknown place#just to follow a signal the group was curious about and it put them in danger!!! that killed people!!!#like i know its more about the potential damage to the solar system and the life there but#throwing caution to the wind for scientific discovery is very much nomai nature From What I Saw !!!#not that i am saying the game creators are wrong lmao but i mean like. i think it is against their nature AND so very exactly their nature#at the same time and thats why there Was so much debate about it#and i think pye is the embodiment of trying Everything Possible (and impossible) to find answers and learn#AND SHE IS SEXY FOR IT#ANYWAYS. clears throat#blow up that sun girl hashtag women in stem
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Just thought about sharing this frame right here
Do with it what you will
#the split second before the lips touch are always my favorite part to analyze like a psycho#sorry about the motion blur#this was a bitch to screenshot but I had to#for science#also can you tell that I really like Tommy and buck together and want them to be endgame?#I’ll hide the next bit in the tags cause some shippers are scary:#I don’t really want buddie to happen#im not against it but there is something about eddies actor#that makes me feel like he’s one of those bros is fine with gay people but not near him#and this is purely my own impression#I don’t think he said or done anything to give that impression#you know how there are certain actors who simply refuse to kiss men because of fragile masculinity#because I’m straight bro#anyway#Back to Tommy and buck#I really like them together and they better have at least one kiss as intense as buck had with other partners in the past#not just a peck like last week to get diversity points#ya know#shmexy kisses#lety rambles#tuck#bucktommy#evan buckley#tommy kinard#911#911 abc#oliver stark#lou ferrigno jr
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I was looking at my own post as I do and i had to pause on this cause look at how close neil and todd’s heads are???
anderperry crumb I found from my post about this scene ig
#I know it’s literally less than a second we’re talking about but this is still kinda something?? 😭#anyway I hope you find this intriguing in any way idk lol#i’m so not over them#I’m so invested in all their interactions but I literally saw this split second blink and you’ll miss it moment and I had to post about it#I hope this gives you any kind of brain food or maybe I’m just being overly dramatic about every little interaction they have#dead poets society#neil perry#dps boys#dps#todd anderson#dead poets society fandom#anderperry#dead poets fandom#dps fandom#charlie dalton#neil x todd#todd x neil
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crying and sobbing i was supposed to draw doodles of my ocs but instead all there is is Siffrin
they're so shaped i have to draw them
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100% :)
#isat#in stars and time#siffrin#my art#doodles#the brothers doodle was two sifs staring into the void and i just put them together#i realized afterwards it could be sif and loop after the shiny mf materializes again as another siffrin#they do not know how that happened or what that means#fun time for everyone involved#this screenshot is already two weeks old#i started a new playthrough because of course#and it is quite funny#on my first playthrough at 23 hours i had 23 loops in act 3#on my second one i had 145 loops at 19 hours in act 4#NOW at the end of act 4 i am going through the house one last time for fun i have 198 loops at 26 hours#the little mf knows that banana peel and dagger better than the back of his hand#my og playthrough ended at 89 loops#and even after i came back to act 4 to get everything i could at that point i got only to 130 loops#what i'm saying is that#my second playthrough siffrin the moment he learnt they're in a timeloop#decided to split his skull open on a rock over 100 times before they even reached act 3#god he needs help#someone take my siffrin away i am torturing them so much#anyway the reason i looped so much was mainly to talk to loop and get all the chats#also farm exp#getting to lvl 99 actually wasn't that bad#went quite quickly after 85#also why does mira need so much exp#just so we can suffer#anyway act 5 siffrin at 200 loops let's go
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i love everybody because i love you
#klance#vld#voltron#lance mcclain#keith kogane#heynhay sees keith and is like DOCTOR!!!! TAKE THAT MANS PATHETIC CAT AURA OUTPUT AND INCREASE IT BY TEN THOUSAND!!!#i need you guys to listen to the linked songs. tell me you do that#because i cannot make it clear enough that i dont just choose a similar ish song. when i link a song in the desc it means from start to end#i had that song in mind. or even playing. definitely looped it several dozen times#and this is an easy one too! one like everyone knows! i didnt even go niche this time!#(strawberry blonde was just too perfect)#it was a hard choice between this and I Want You though for RFSNCIB#anyway thats 3/6 mitski albums represented.#can i keep doing one a day til i finish? dubious. but possible.#just for the record. after this keith like lit a building on fire or something#he couldnt fucking take it anymore#caption is a bit misleading. keith would not love everybody bc he loves lance.#in fact i think mostly it would drive him to threaten others with violence#but for a split second. this split second.#...maybe he does#art#my art#mitski
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post 7-year gap and after fusing together again, can phoenix still unfuse into nick and feenie? also i love your art and i hope you have a lovely day! :D
He’s having a Stevonnie moment
So after getting their names cleared, they were able to find that unity with each other and become whole again
However, they had been split apart and had been 2 people for 7 years. At first, he was super happy about feeling complete finally, but then he began to miss himself
The two of them never fit together perfectly before the split, but it seems that even more so now that they’ve had to develop as their own people for 7 years that they don’t fit together perfectly all the time
And when they had become one again, they saw each other’s memories and thoughts and feelings about those 7 years as separate people, which is why Nick is finally able to cry and hug Feenie
Because now they both feel each other’s emotions in a way that they couldn’t before when they had been split for 7 years.
There is a unity and understanding between them, but both of them were so used to having another person with them that it feels lonely
Nick especially is having a hard time, as now all these emotions from Feenie are a part of him and he doesn’t know how to handle it and he just wishes that they either never split apart in the first place or that they never became whole again
They work through it, and eventually get to a point where they feel comfortable and whole being Phoenix for most of the time, but there will be times where they split for whatever reason (so they’ve basically become Garnet-)
I’m so incredibly normal about this I swear :)))
#doctorsiren#ace attorney#ace attorney au#phoenix wright#feenie#miles edgeworth#split phoenix au#art#digital art#my art#fanart#procreate#super proud of that second image#LIKE GRRRAHH IT LOOKS SO COOL EEE#he gets especially lonely when Miles is abroad for work#anyways hehehe
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sunlight in the temple of aphrodite- h/ades + e/pic snz, a/pollo and a/phrodite
@stargazersnz and i have become deranged about a/pollo. please enjoy this absurdly flowery fic about a/phrodite, snzfucker and messfucker extraordinaire, looking after an ailing a/pollo. not actually this much snz in this one but don't worry, there Will Be More.
sunlight in the temple of aphrodite- aphrodite takes care of an ailing apollo and muses upon how undeniably beautiful he is while sick.
contains: mess, nonsexual nudity but definitely implied sexual thoughts from aphrodite, inducing someone while they sleep (consent established off-screen and pre-fic; further elaboration in tags).
Aphrodite’s palace upon Olympus is beautiful even by the standards of the heavens themselves. Of course, it could not be anything but beautiful, for Love herself resides within it. The palace is not too unlike her temples in Corinth and Kythira; the building is composed of carved white marble and gold, offset by seastone and burnished bronze. All manner of ever-blooming flora surround it, and birds of all varieties pay pilgrimage to her gardens. Doors and windows are covered only by sheets of sheer, gauzy fabric, further adorned by windchimes of seashells and uncut gemstones.
The interior, of course, is full of that which Aphrodite treasures. Trinkets from her lovers, busts in her likeness, little perches for doves. Everything inside is bright, as if doused in perpetual sunlight, and it always smells of crocus and hyacinth. There is no place Aphrodite would rather resides with that which she adores.
Perhaps most adored of all, right now, is the fellow god resting upon her bosom.
Her dearest songbird, Apollo, lies beside her with his head resting upon her chest and one muscular arm resting limp across her midsection. His knee just barely presses against the soft curve of her inner thigh. Sheets of fine silk and warm downy feathers has been strewn to either side of the bed, and its two occupants are entirely nude. The warm weather, along with Apollo’s fever, have made bedding unnecessary for now.
The poor thing has been resting for some time, albeit a bit fitfully. Artemis had practically dumped him at Aphrodite’s door, claiming she could no longer stand his whining and dramatics. And of course, Aphrodite had jumped on the opportunity to care for her ailing songbird.
It had been no struggle at all to coax Apollo into bed for a much-needed nap, leaving Aphrodite free to admire his beauty. Golden afternoon light emphasizes the rich bronze tone of his skin. Well-trained muscles adorn his arms and back. Soft locks of hair the same color as sunlight spill over his shoulders and through Aphrodite’s fingers as she gently runs her fingernails over his scalp, again and again, soothing the poor thing whenever he shivers in his sleep. His entire body radiates sickly heat, and a deep flush colors his cheeks and nose. Oh, his poor, beautiful nose…
Aphrodite could admire Apollo’s nose all day. It is perfectly suited for his face, straight and elegant. A perfect balance of soft, androgynous beauty and sharp, knowing angles. Presently that lovely nose is red and raw at the nostrils, warmer than the rest of him where it presses, just barely, against Aphrodite’s clavicle.
A dreadful cold has taken up residence inside that perfect nose. Apollo had been sniffling from the moment he arrived, and congestion altered the harmony of his voice when he spoke. He would frequently wipe at the appendage with a silk handkerchief. And, of course, he was sneezing. Quite frequently.
It is a melody that Aphrodite will simply never tire of hearing! Watching the swell of his defined chest and the sudden hazy, needy expression that would overtake his handsome face- it was a performance unmatched by anything the Muses or poets could create. Apollo’s sneezes always had the soft yet pronounced quality of a hymn, melodic and lovely and desperate in ways that made Aphrodite’s heart flutter. This is emphasized further by how shy the poor songbird is about being ill. It is unbecoming, he says, for a god of plagues to be brought low by his own element; for the sun to not shine as brightly, for notes to fall flat.
Utter foolishness, Aphrodite thinks. There is nothing so beautiful and perfect as when Apollo gives in.
“Nhhh…”
Aphrodite is torn from her musings by a soft, congested whimper from Apollo. He’s still asleep, but a crease has formed between his brows, and his nostrils flare and twitch.
“Poor thing,” Aphrodite hums as she runs her fingers through his hair again, voice low and tender. “You must be so itchy.”
As if to agree, Apollo twists a bit in his sleep, instinctively rubbing the tip of his nose against Aphrodite’s bare collarbone. Sudden warmth races up and down her body, yet she remains perfectly still, save for the hand playing with Apollo’s sunny locks.
“ihhh….hh!” A note of desperation accompanies the next whine. Apollo shifts again, and Aphrodite admires every new angle she witnesses. The faintest glimmer of wetness shines at the base of his nostrils, which crease and twitch once more. His lips, full and fever-warm, part just slightly as his breath hitches.
Apollo’s whole face becomes a stage for unresolved nasal torment, and it is a beautiful performance.
Aphrodite knows she ought to leave Apollo be, but how can she, with such neediness and desperation literally laying atop her? The idea of letting this tickle crescendo naturally is indeed pleasant, but Aphrodite has never been one for patience. Apollo needs relief from that awful itch, and he certainly won’t find it without some help.
She takes a piece of her own hair between her fingers and guides the end of it to Apollo’s beautiful, cold-ridden nose. Delicately, Aphrodite brushes her hair under Apollo’s nostrils. His nose immediately scrunches in response from even that faint brush, and Aphrodite has to hold back a fond chuckle. Apollo is typically the very picture of poise and elegance, and there is something quite wonderful about watching him come undone like this.
Aphrodite can see a drowsy trickle of snot beginning to leak from one reddened nostril. Her poor songbird must be so terribly congested and itchy…all the better to sneeze all that mess out, then.
Again Aphrodite sweeps her hair beneath Apollo’s nostrils, this time with more speed and pressure. The god’s breath hitches, brow creasing and expression becoming hazy. The tickle is undoubtedly mounting even as he slumbers, but it will take more than just a tickle to draw it out completely. With traces of his snot making the ends of her hair clumped and stiff, Aphrodite gently traces the outline of one flaring nostril before slipping the strand in.
The reaction is instantaneous. Gorgeous, melodic hitches pour from Apollo with increased intensity as Aphrodite tickles the sensitive, inflamed lining of his nose.
Normally he isn’t so easy to induce while ill, but his body is desperate to expel this irritant. Apollo’s shoulders quiver and his expression becomes almost pleading as Aphrodite tickles his nose. She swirls the strand of hair about until one particular pass makes his whines pitch upwards, and she focuses her attention there until Apollo finally erupts with a set of sneezes.
“Ihh’HHTSHhh’uue!” That perfect nose finally achieves relief. Startled into wakefulness, Apollo’s entire body moves with the sneeze, pressing against Aphrodite, head bowing forward gracefully. A generous amount of mess splatters across her breasts, and a heavy, gleaming cord of snot connects his nose with the strand of hair she had used to induce him. “-hhhah! Ahh-hhAH— HHIH-!”Another symphonic swell of hitching. Now conscious and fully surrendered to the sensation, Apollo’s head tips back a bit as he builds up, giving her a front-seat ticket to the performance. His gorgeous face crumples once more, every muscle and bit of breath giving into this undeniable urge. “IHHH’TSHH’hiew! hhh-hh’HIH’PSH’hue!”
More snot sprays across Aphrodite’s bare skin. Apollo coughs a bit, dazed and breathless in the aftermath of that dazzling display. Aphrodite herself feels a bit lightheaded, heart dancing in her chest and warmth stirring within her.
“Bless you, little songbird. My, what a lovely gift to wake up to, those gorgeous sneezes of yours,” Aphrodite praises, voice flush with genuine affection. She brings a single delicate finger to Apollo’s nose and wipes it beneath his leaking nostrils.
“Nhh…lovely for you, perhaps,” Apollo rasps, melodic voice thick with congestion. He winces a bit at the mess he’s made over Aphrodite, and moves to sit up- but she keeps an arm around his shoulders to dissuade him.
“Here, let me…”
Aphrodite plucks a silk handkerchief from thin air and tenderly begins cleaning Apollo, starting with his sculpted chin and moving up over his lips until she finally starts wiping mess from his nose. He flushes red as if embarrassed, but they both know he secretly adores the attention and doting care. “How are you feeling, love?”
“Uh…uhh’TSHh’iew!” Apollo sneezes again in response, muffled into the folds of the handkerchief. He sniffles thickly on instinct, but it accomplishes nothing. “Unwell.”
Apollo must be feeling truly awful, if he’s settling on such low-syllable, non-evocative adjectives. Aphrodite coos in sympathy and folds the handkerchief over. “Poor thing…blow for me.”
There’s a beat of hesitation, but Apollo complies, blowing as gently as he can. It still creates a snotty gurgle that makes Aphrodite shiver, and she hums in appreciation as she wipes his nose in the aftermath of it. “Good, so good for me…” Apollo shivers in her arms, and Aphrodite knows it has nothing to do with his fever. “My dear, how does a hot bath sound? It will ease your congestion and soothe your muscles.”
Apollo looks up at Aphrodite, pupils dilated and cheeks flushed darkly. Despite his ailment, a small smile begins forming on his face. “A bath sounds lovely.”
No further discussion is had before Aphrodite leads him to her bathing chambers- and though she forgets a robe, she is sure to grab a fresh handkerchief on the way.
#1.5k words of aphrodite admiring apollo's nose YIPPEE#kiki writes#snzfic#greek snzology#OKAY. EXTENDED AUTHOR NOTES.#first off i am Mostly taking inspiration from hades2018 designs and mannerisms#but you are free to imagine more epic-based interpretations#second off please know there is nothing dubious about aph inducing apollo while he sleeps#they have an established kink relationship re: snz#i will def elaborate on this in future fics because i am insane#thirdly. i do not care for godshipping drama.#these are religious/cultural concepts. not people. ergo i am not going to split hairs over who is related to who#this is barely pg-13 anyway#but as always#dont read it if you dont like it#ok thats all im gonna go think about apollo some more
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Miqo March Day #27 - Hope
Our song of hope, she dances on the wind
Higher, oh higher
E'er our hearts endure and remain forever strong
Standing tall through the dark do we carry on
On wings of hope you rise up through the night
Higher, oh higher
Carrying our song cradled fast within your arms
That its chorus might ring for all
Even with the burden halved, the hopes of Eorzea– nay, the whole of existence– are an impossibly heavy weight on the shoulders of the Warriors of Light.
And yet, one foot in front of another, they press on.
#ffxiv#lehon'a nhavareh#my wol#warrior of light#friend wol#ar'beunti nuva#gpose#miqomarch#extreme fov my beloved#the colors in ultima thule are so wild i really love them#tried a lot of angles to get these; ultimately i concluded that these looked best from a distance#where you almost couldn't tell where the subjects were or what they were#that second shot I'm really happy with#gives that sense of scale#i know some folks might say “oh well it's not that bad Lehon'a has someone to split the burden with” etc etc#but i think personally at a certain point#as that “weight” gets exponentially large#dividing it in half doesn't really reduce it#infinity/2 = infinity y'know#anyway#endwalker spoilers
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This part focuses on Quincey in particular instead of everyone, "Quincey raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her intently", and I wonder if it connects with what he had said before: "And I promise you, too, that I shall make all certain, for if I am only doubtful I shall take it that the time has come!" Because Quincey is the one who always clocks on the situation at hand first, and patrols for threats (and if he spots one he shoots first asks questions later)
He does clock things very fast and takes action just as quickly. When he's facing the right way.
But in this scene, our favorite Texan isn't looking the right way or even reacting safely as much as he is quick about it. Even if his reaction was entirely innocent surprise, the fact that he made clear how ready he was to serve Mina's euthanasia request--seemingly with more readiness than even Dr. Jack Malpractice who must 'steel' himself to the idea--has absolutely stuck in Jonathan's mind.
Hence Jonathan death gripping the kukri as Quincey gets (to his eyes) the wrong kind of interested.
The whole story could have gone very nasty very fast if Mr. 'You've yeed your last haw' Morris had made a wrong move at that moment.
#I don't know about the rest of the room but if I had been sitting in there I know I would have been sweating a flood out of stress#I am mentally editing my view of the cast as-is and electing Arthur the default 'Guy who is actually clocking the Jonathan situation'#because for all that Quincey is observant and fast#he is not pinging all the red flags; not enough to keep his peripheral on Mr. Harker#and not fast enough to match speed with the guy who almost split Dracula open like a loaf of bread#Arthur 'Only Proven Reader of Characters Pulling a Performance' Holmwood doesn't even have a real 'act' to read here#Jonathan is radiating ready-to-murder-to-guard-my-wife vibes and seemingly NO ONE ELSE IS PICKING THEM UP#Art: 'Hey. Hey is anyone else seeing this? Anyone?'#Jack: 'Of course! I recorded every second of the dreamy manfulness uwu'#Quincey: 'Nothing wrong with a man keeping his weapon ready at all times c:'#Van Helsing: 'While we must be so cautious in our consideration of decapitating and impaling dear Mina to spare his poor ears I have full#--trust in our good and dutiful friend Jonathan :3'#Art: ...#Jonathan: 👁️👁️🔪#Mina; blinking in Morse code: ('Please keep things chill please please please')#Art: 'I will go throw some money at people about this I think. And take a sedative or three.'#anyway#quincey morris#jonathan harker#mina harker#dracula#re: dracula#dracula daily
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