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sea-owl · 2 years ago
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So Gregory, Lucy, and Felicity won the poll with Portia and Violet coming in second and Edwina and Penelope coming in third. I have started watching Harlots and am also in an omegaverse mood soooo. . .
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Gregory was trying so hard not to blush. He needed to say something, anything. But what does one say to their family member who had basically dragged you off to a heat house?
Edwina Bagwell rolled her eyes at the young alpha. "It is not that embarrassing Gregory. You are not the first nor the last lord's child who has used a heat house to help you through a rut. It could be worse, I could be Kate or Anthony."
Now Gregory wasn't sure if he wanted to be sick or crawl in a hole somewhere at the thought. Kate and Anthony are basically his second parents, he would die of mortification if they ever took him to a heat house.
"And besides if you didn't know this place was a heat house then you would never think it one passing by. Very discreet and only serves those of the ton."
Gregory finally got his damn mouth to work. "Does your husband know you go to these?"
Edwina smiled. "Of course, he does. My husband and I do not mind sharing one another, especially when one of us is away. He much prefers I don't spend my heats alone."
She links one arm through Gregory's and starts marching him into the building. "Now come. Let us find you a rut partner before it hits."
Gregory wanted to argue that he had a week before his rut hit, not that it would make a difference as Edwina had already dragged him to the door.
He had to admit this was a very discreet place. If he didn't know any better, he would have assumed it was just another home of some gentry member. They even had a butler answering the door and taking calling cards.
On the inside though was a different story. The house was darkened, with the only light being soft candlelight. It was very open too, all the drawing rooms had the doors wide open, some without doors at all. Men, women, alpha, beta, and omega all sat in these different rooms, some in groups, others by themselves. Some wore feathers of varying colors in their hair.
Gregory could do without all the smells. So many in one place was not helping keep his alpha calm. Damn rut making his nose more sensitive. Most of these scents were okay, there were a few putrid ones though. Like that overly sweet one that honestly came off as fake.
Edwina and Gregory were led to an upper floor office, where they were greeted by an older omega woman.
Gregory would put her around his mother's age. Her red curls piled on top of her head into a bun with a gold feather sticking out. The choker around her neck was black with gold stitching in the shape of a feather. Her scent is a comforting one, a mixture of lemongrass and lavender.
"Mrs. Bagwell, tired of your husband already?" The woman teased.
Edwina giggled. "Madam Portia. He's away for business at the moment and sadly won't be here for my heat."
The woman turned her brown eyes on him. "I see you brought fresh meat for my girls. A Bridgerton no less."
Gregory shouldn't be surprised Madam Portia recognized him, one of his older brothers probably use to frequent this place. Since Edwina knows of this place it was probably Anthony-
"Your mother has always been one of my favorite partners."
Gregory blinked. "I'm sorry what?"
Madam Portia just carried on like this was normal to learn your mother frequents heat houses. "Honestly felt sorry for the poor thing when Lady Danbury dragged her here the first time. The first heat or rut after the year of mourning always seems to hit the hardest. You almost always need someone there to help."
Madam Portia started digging through her paperwork. "So what brings you to my den of sin little Bridgerton?"
Before Gregory could respond that he in fact was dragged here Edwina spoke up.
"He's getting too aggressive during his ruts. He needs a rut partner."
Not true, so what if he shattered a mirror and a dresser during his last rut? He does not need a rut partner. If anything Gregory should be working on finding his mate, a guaranteed way to help calm him down.
Madam Portia nodded. "Most young ones do. Lucky for you plenty of my girls know how to handle young alphas." Madam Portia turned towards Gregory. "Now how long before your rut hits?"
Don't blush, don't blush, don't blush. "A week."
Madam Portia smiled. "Perfect. We normally suggest a week in advance anyway so that way you can find the right partner for you and you both can work out how to spend your rut and payment."
Portia pulled out two contracts and two black feathers with red tips. "As Mrs. Bagwell already knows this is your contract Mr Bridgerton. In it states that we will help you with your rut so long as no harm comes to our girls and we receive payment. You are to come as often as you can a week before your rut so that you can relax your alpha with scenting. Whether that partner be an omega, beta, or another alpha is your choice. My available girls will have a yellow feather in their hair. Those who are currently with partners will have this same color feather in their hair. Those with a white feather though are off limits."
Madam Portia narrowed her eyes. "Do we understand that Mr. Bridgerton?"
Gregory nodded, hesitantly taking the feather and signing the contract. He still didn't believe he needed to be here, but Edwina still has a vice like grip on him. He'll just not give the feather to any of the girls, wait until Edwina is done, and be on his way.
"Is Pen available?" Edwina asked as she took her feather.
Madam Portia looked over a book. "She should be. She'll be in the emerald room today."
"Thank you," Edwina said and started to drag Gregory off.
Gregory wrinkled his nose the further they walked away from the office. "Edwina I truly think this will not work."
"You'll never know if you don't try Gregory." Edwina began to pull him towards a drawing room in the back of the house. "Now come, we'll start in the Emerald room."
The Emerald room was well emerald. It was also less crowded than other rooms with a total of maybe ten people, including Edwina and himself.
Edwina looked around the room before dragging Gregory over to a window seat where a plump, red-haired omega sat reading a book. He would put her around Edwina's age. She wore a soft green dress with no petticoats, so the fabric clung to her like those of ancient greek statues. Around her neck is the same black choker with gold thread that Madam Portia wore. She smelled of pomegranate and lotus.
"Pen!" Edwina greeted her.
The omega, Pen, sat down her book (was that greek?) and smiled. "Edwina, it's been a while. Did Mr. Bagwell, leave you alone for me?" She said, practically a purr.
Edwina dropped a kiss on Pen's lips and the feather in her hand.
Pen turned towards Gregory. "And who might this strapping alpha be?" Her brown eyes looked him over but it felt like she was looking through him.
Don't blush, don't blush, don't blush.
"I'm Gregory."
Pen's eyes lit up in recognition. "The youngest Bridgerton boy."
Don't blush. "It appears my family's reputation reaches farther than I thought."
Pen giggled. "Edwina and I are close friends and sometimes lovers. My friend Gen also spent quite a bit of alone time with your brother Benedict before he decided to tie the knot."
"What a small world. "
Pen nodded. "Indeed."
"Pen!" Another red head omega shot across the room. She was taller than Pen but younger. Gregory would put her a few years younger than himself, 21 maybe? She wore the same style of dress as Pen but her's were in blue. Almost the same shade as the Bridgerton blue. The same style of chocker was around her neck but there was something peaking out from underneath on the side of her neck.
A wave of orange blossoms with a hint of honey hit Gregory and he felt himself relax, and he cheeks start to heat up.
Don't blush, don't blush, don't blush.
"Litty, Edwina was kind enough to bring us a new guest, why don't you say hello to Gregory?" Pen suggested, as she darted her eyes towards Gregory.
Litty looked up, her breasts almost brushing against Gregory's chest. When did she get so close, or did he get closer?
"Edwina you brought a little cutie alpha!" Litty exclaimed as her hands cupped Gregory's face. "The girls are gonna eat him up."
Gregory's alpha purred at her touch, and wanted more.
Gregory turned his just so so he could rub against one of Litty's scent marks against her wrist. Her scent, it was almost perfect. If only the honey scent was just a little bit stronger. He glanced up at her hair.
She had a yellow feather in her hair.
"Litty let him go!" Pen ordered. "He's getting scent drunk."
"Oops, my bad!" Litty let go, her hands moving faster than Gregory's so he could put them back. She thankfully didn't completely let him go though, instead grabbing his hand and leading him to another window seat. "Come on I'll help you find your rut partner while Pen and Edwina work on payment."
Litty sat down. "So, your name is Gregory correct?"
Gregory nodded. "And you are Litty?"
Litty smiled. "That's me. So, what's your preference? Omega? Beta? Maybe another alpha?"
Don't blush, don't blush, don't blush.
"Um," Gregory stuttered. "Omega would be preferred."
Litty nodded. "That's probably for the best. You're new to rut partners aren't you?"
Gregory chuckled. "You can tell?"
Litty shrugged. "You all have the same look when you come in for the first time. You can start to tell, you can also tell who's families throw them in here."
Gregory sighed. "You can tell that too?"
"Your scent has been sour since you walked in. It's not uncommon."
Gregory and Litty looked over at the voice. It was another omega, this one with honey blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She was dressed more like a maid, though the fabric of her dress still hugged tighter than any maid Gregory has seen in the past. She also wore the same choker, and like Litty there was something peaking out on the side of her neck.
She smelled of honey, with a hint of orange blossom, and in her hair was a white feather.
"Lulu!" Litty smiled, stretching her hand out for the other omega to take. Lulu curled into Litty's side, her head laid against Litty's shoulder. "Gregory this is Lulu."
Their two scents mixed, that missing piece to Litty's scent now there.
"A pleasure to meet you," Gregory said. His alpha purred in agreement.
Both omegas smiled at him.
Don't blush, don't blush, don't blush.
Damn it he was blushing.
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teaboot · 3 months ago
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you're so like. inspiring. or i wish i could be inspired. you reblog that post with the blue critter and you're like "im glad i was born on this planet". how do i manage to get that mindset. how do i manage to not want the pain to stop at any cost and enjoy what's still possible to enjoy
It's my first time here and I'm never coming back
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starry-bi-sky · 10 months ago
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i need to get this out of my head before i continue clone^2 but danny being the first batkid. Like, standard procedure stuff: his parents and sister die, danny ends up with Vlad Masters. He drags him along to stereotypical galas and stuff; Danny is not having a good time.
He ends up going to one of the Wayne Galas being hosted ever since elusive Bruce Wayne has returned to Gotham. Vlad is crowing about having this opportunity as he's been wanting to sink his claws into the company for a long while now. Danny is too busy grieving to care what he wants.
And like most Galas, once Vlad is done showing him off to the other socialites and the like, he disappears. Off to a dark corner, or to one of the many balconies; doesn't matter. There he runs into said star of the show, Bruce who is still young, has been Batman for at least a year at this point, but still getting used to all these damn people and socializing. He's stepped off to hide for a few minutes before stepping back into the shark tank.
And he runs into a kid with circles under his eyes and a dull gleam in them. Familiar, like looking into a mirror.
Danny tries to excuse himself, he hasn't stopped crying since his parents died and it's been months. He rubs his eyes and stands up, and stumbles over a half-hearted apology to Mister Wayne. Some of Vlad's etiquette lessons kicking in.
Bruce is awkward, but he softens. "That's alright, lad," he says, pulling up some of that Brucie Wayne confidence, "I was just coming out here to get some fresh air."
There's a little pressing; Bruce asks who he's here with, Danny says, voice quiet and grief-stricken, that he's with his godfather Vlad Masters. Bruce asks him if he knows where he is, and Danny tells him he does. Bruce offers to leave, Danny tells him to do whatever he wants.
It ends with Bruce staying, standing off to the side with Danny in silence. Neither of them say a word, and Danny eventually leaves first in that same silence.
Bruce looks into Vlad Masters after everything is over, his interest piqued. He finds news about him taking in Danny Fenton: he looks into Danny Fenton. He finds news articles about his parents' deaths, their occupations, everything he can get his hands on.
At the next gala, he sees Danny again. And he looks the same as ever: quiet like a ghost, just as pale, and full of grief. Bruce sits in silence with him again for nearly ten minutes before he strikes a conversation.
"Do you like to do anything?"
Nothing. Just silence.
Bruce isn't quite sure what to do: comfort is not his forte, and Danny doesn't know him. He's smart enough to know that. So he starts talking about other things; anything he can think of that Brucie Wayne might say, that also wasn't inappropriate for a kid to hear.
Danny says nothing the entire time, and is again the first to leave.
Bruce watches from a distance as he intercts with Vlad Masters; how Vlad Masters interacts with him. He doesn't like what he sees: Vlad Masters keeps a hand on Danny's shoulder like one would hold onto the collar of a dog. He parades him around like a trophy he won.
And there are moments, when someone gets too close or when someone tries to shake Danny's hand, of deep possessiveness that flints over Vlad Masters' eyes. Like a dragon guarding a horde.
He plays the act of doting godfather well: but Bruce knows a liar when he sees one. Like recognizes like.
Danny is dull-eyed and blank faced the entire time; he looks miserable.
So Bruce tries to host more parties; if only so that he can talk to Danny alone. Vlad seems all too happy to attend, toting Danny along like a ribbon, and on the dot every hour, Danny slips away to somewhere to hide. Bruce appears twenty minutes later.
"I was looking into your godfather's company," he says one night, trying to think of more things to say. Some nights all they do is sit in silence. "Some of my shareholders were thinking of partnering up--"
"Don't."
He stops. Danny hardly says a word to him, he doesn't even look at him -- he's sitting on the ground, his head in his knees. Like he's trying to hide from the world. But he's looking, blue eyes piercing up at Bruce.
Bruce tilts his head, practiced puppy-like. "Pardon?"
"Don't." Danny says, strongly. "Don't make any deals with Vlad."
It's the most words Danny's spoken to him, and there's a look in his eyes like a candle finding its spark. Something hard. Bruce presses further, "And why is that?"
The spark flutters, and flushes out. Danny blinks like he's coming out of a trance, and slumps back into himself. "Just don't."
Bruce stares at him, thoughtful, before looking away. "Alright. I won't."
And they fall back into silence.
Danny, when he leaves, turns to look at Bruce, "I mean it." He says; soft like he's telling a secret, "Don't make any deals with him. Don't be alone with him. Don't work with him."
He's scampered away before Bruce can question him further.
(He never planned on working with Vlad Masters and his company; he's done his research. He's seen the misfortune. But nothing ever leads back to him. There's no evidence of anything. But Danny knows something.)
At their next meeting, Danny starts the conversation. It's new, and it's welcomed. He says, cutting through their five minute quiet, that he likes stars. And he doesn't like that he can't see them in Gotham.
Bruce hums in interest, and Danny continues talking. It's as if floodgates had been opened, and as Bruce takes a sip of his wine, it tastes like victory.
("Tucker told me once--") ("Tucker?") ("Oh-- uh, one of my best friends. He's a tech geek. We haven't talked in a while.")
(Danny shut down in his grief -- his friends are worried, but can't reach him. When he goes back to the manor with Vlad, he fishes out his phone and sends them a message.)
(They are ecstatic to hear from him.)
It all culminates until one day, when Danny is leaving to go back inside, that Bruce speaks up. "You know," He says, leaning against the railing. "The manor has many rooms; plenty of space for a guest."
The implication there, hidden between the lines. And Danny is smart, he looks at Bruce with a sharp glean in his eyes, and he nods. "Good to know."
The next time they see each other, Danny has something in his hands. "Can you hold onto something for me?" He asks.
When Bruce agrees, Danny places a pearl into his palm. or, at least, it's something that looks like a pearl. Because it's cold to the touch; sinking into Bruce's white silk gloves with ease and shimmering like an opal. It moves a little as it settles into his hand, and the moves like its full of liquid.
Bruce has never seen anything like it before, but he does know this; it's not human. "What is it?" He asks, and Danny looks uncomfortable.
"I can't tell you that." He says, shifting on his foot like he's scared of someone seeing it. "But please be careful with it. Treat it like it's extremely fragile."
When Bruce gets home, he puts it in an empty ring box and hides the box in the cave. He tries researching into what it is. he can't find anything concrete.
Everything comes to a head one day when Danny appears at the manor's doorstep one evening, soaking wet in the rain, and bleeding from the side.
#dpxdc#dp x dc#danny fenton is not the ghost king#dpxdc crossover#dpdc#dp x dc crossover#dpxdc prompt#man i just really need more dpdc stuff where danny and bruce have a good relationship. like man i NEED it. like i need to see these two#bonding together. and not in a cracky 'oh danny is a distant friend/cousin/etc' stuff but like. active participants in each other's lives#or as active as can be in this case. i neeeeed these two getting along and caring about one another#this idea came to me like last night and hasn't left since nd it was driving me up the wall to think about both positively and negatively b#i neeeded someone to hear about this or i was gonna implode#danny is the first son#tried to just get the general gist of the idea down but i definitely thought of the idea that bruce lowkey suspects vlad for having a hand#Vlad allows Danny to sneak off because he thinks Danny is alone. if he knew Bruce was there he'd be piiisssed and would put a stop to it#Sam and Tucker are alive they just got ghosted for a bit by danny bc he was in Major Grief and didn't wanna socialize. He couldn't go to#them because he didn't wanna put them in danger via Vlad.#oh that thing he handed Bruce? Yeah that's his ghost core. I have a headcanon (that isnt always applied) that ghosts can take their cores#out of their bodies at will and painlessly and without issue. and its common practice actually to do so bc they can be a not insignificant#distance away from said core before problems start to act up. and its common for ghosts to leave their physical cores at their lairs for#safekeeping because as long as the physical core is fine: so is the ghost. they can reform if their body gets destroyed. it also acts as a#fast travel sometimes. where they can reform at their core in an instant. its not inspired in the slightest by SU but i do see the overlap#most cores are pretty small for safety sake: its harder to hit if its small. and they're pr resilient too but its better to be safe than#sorry. so yeah. danny essentially gave bruce the physical embodiment of his soul and indirectly said#'if anything happens to me at least i'll be safe with you'#danny doesn't know he's batman btw#starry rambles.#was gonna go into danny becoming a vigilante beside bruce but im sleeeepy so i'll do that in a reblog. he's gonna go by nightingale if#anyone is interested. stereotypical but to be frank it is a *good* name imo. has a good amount of syllables and consonants to it#and the bird theme. and since its part of an ancestral name it has even more backing for it being bird-y without being meta
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xxplastic-cubexx · 5 months ago
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eternally grateful that no matter the verse within cherik either one of them will always have long lushish hair the other can lovingly comb through
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front-facing-pokemon · 2 years ago
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#spheal#i wish i could post circular images on tumblr. because this one is deserving of a fully circular PNG. i could technically just take a#regular square image and then make the edges transparent to make it *effectively* a circle‚ but like… would that appeal?#if that would appeal then i'll do it. i don't think it would be *too* prohibitively hard. i would be willing to make an addendum#with a circular transparent image of spheal staring at the screen if enough of you want it. either way#this guy rolls everywhere and i think tumblr is gonna like that. i feel like this is gonna end up being a well-liked pokémon amongst tumblr#as in. i feel like. it already is. because. of how it is. i just don't know bc spheal isn't like. one of my favorites#it's cute don't get me wrong but it's just not one i think about all the time. it's one that i'll like if prompted but not unprompted#i'm gonna stop before i dig myself into a hole. i beat totk finally. it was very good and i honestly had way way more fun with it than i did#with botw. i have my criticisms obviously. it's not perfect it's not pmd. but it was very good. and now i've moved onto the next game in my#backlog. which is very long but i'm steadily working through it. hopefully i can get it done before i graduate this december and stop having#any time for the rest of my life ever forever to play video games. dreading that day. but uh#until then i will game. and hang out with my friends. and go on tumblr. and do all these things i like to do. until i no longer can#wow this got depressing i'm gonna Stop here. enjoy spheal
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luck-of-the-drawings · 1 year ago
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FOR A BEAT OF HEART, THE BREATH IS SHOT. AND WITHIN A BREATH, THE HEART IS CAUGHT. THE PIPES ARE BURSTING, UNDER GREAT STRESS, BOLTS TORN ASUNDER, MAKING A MESS. A FINAL COUGH, A FINAL RETCH, A GOREY SLOUGH, CLAIMED BY WRETCH.
#cw gore#jrwi riptide#jrwi riptide spoilers#chip jrwi#jrwi fanart#jrwi show#I LLOOOVE POETRYYY I LOVE MAKING WORDS RHYME IN STRANGE WAYS AND DESCRIBING VISCERA AND VIOLENCE OR WAHTEVER. YKNOW WHAT ELSE I LOVE#CHHHIIIIIIIBBOOOOO MY BEAUTIFUL MAAANN WWHAT. WHAT HAPPENED. OH MY GOD. IVE BEEN SAYING FOREVER. I NEEED CHIP TO GET SCARIER.#HE HAS THE POTENTIAL! I KNOW HE DOES! HAUNTED BOY WITH THE HAUNTED EYES WHAT TRAUMAS HAVE YOU SEEN? AND WERE THEY YOUR FAULT? THINK ABOUT I#EVERY FAMILY HAS CRUMBLED AROUND HIM. HIS BIRTH FAMILY CRUMBLED BEFORE HE KNEW IT. HIS SECOND FAMILY DROWNED. THIRD BURNED TO THE GROUND#AND SHALL THIS NEXT FAMILY JOIN THEM? CHIIIIP YOU UNFORTUNATE BOY YOU HAVE WITNESSED SO MUCH CALAMITY#YOU ARE CALAMITY BOYYY AHAHAHAHA DONT YOU SEEE!! ZOMBIFIED AND DEAD. TRUELY MORE HAUNTED THAN EVER BEFORE. THIS WILL BE FUN#THE FIRE HURTS WHEN IT BURNS TOO LONG. BUT NOW YOUR NERVES ARE DEAD AND YOUR MIND IS FREE. BURN THIS CORPSE AS YOU WISH TO GET WHAT YOU WAN#CHIP IS NOT THE FIRE HE IS THE MATCH. I LOVE THAT IDEA SO MUCH IM SO PROUD OF IT. OHHH AND CAN WE TALK ABOUT THE CORRUPTION#bizly mentioned that chip wants to be a good captain. in his most corrupted state however. he would be the BEST captain..#thAT DOESNT MEAn hes gonna just suddenly be all controlling. the BEST captain keeps his crew safe. keeps them together. keeps them alive.#and chip is doing just that! he doesnt need to stop being a good captain just bc of the corruption! he just needs to be the BEST CAPTAIN#AND THATS SUBJECTIVE BABY!! im so excited to see where chips zombie arc goes. neeeed him to get scarier and just a little more fucked up.#neEED HIM TO PERFORM ABHORANT ACTIONS THAT HAVE JAY N GILL GOING ' dude woah what the fuck...'#RIGHT I SHOULD TALK ABT MY ART TOO. this one took TOO LONGGGstarted out witha sketch how did it end up like this...#the heart and the blood KILLED ME. LOOK AT MY RENDERING LIKE HWAAATT#better not see any more mistakes after i post this.... i cant fight withit anymore....STILL RLY PROUD THO..#I WAnted to make it visually LOOK like the grossest vomiting sound possible#i want it to make your throat feel uncomfortable. am i achieving that? i hope i am. thats tubes dude!!! like cmahn!
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dany36 · 17 days ago
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im trying not to sound like a broken record but my GOD I swear this game stays fresh even after replays. I thought I was done playing HFW but after seeing this cutscene i think I’m gonna have to schedule a replay of it this year…”I only wish that I could hear your voice again” AND SHE DOES!!!! SHE FUCKING DOES!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAA 😭😭😭😭
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veinsfullofstars · 8 months ago
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🛸 Unidentified friend-shaped object🛸 
(ID: Kirby series fanart of Shadow Kirby interacting with Doc. Top left - SK wearing the Spark hat, giving off arcs of electricity and running for his life as Doc chases after him in his UFO, a metal claw grabber extended from the front, a thought bubble over his head showing a Charge Tank. Top right - SK flying away in Doc’s UFO, sticking his tongue out and waving cheekily down at the bespectacled rat, who hops up and down in steaming anger. Bottom right - Doc hovering in his UFO, a flexible metal arm with a gloved hand at the end extending from the underside and reaching for SK, in his own gold-and-gray UFO form, who looks up at the hand in surprise. Bottom left - Doc standing professorially in front of a projection screen covered in scribbles and simplified images of his UFO, blabbering on while SK, sitting in front of him, rubs his head in clear confusion. END ID.)
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 (you’re here!) | Part 6 | Part 7 | Compilation
Sketch started btw 12/23 - 05/24, render started 05/28/24, finished 05/31/24, updated for color correction 11/02/24.
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leviiackrman · 5 months ago
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Had a surge of inspiration so enjoy Mineyo’s Completed Timeline!
Tag list (ask to be added or removed): @carrionsflower @statichvm @risingsh0t @simonxriley @tommyarashikage @kanos @confidentandgood @unholymilf @florbelles @thedeadthree @shellibisshe @roofgeese @aezyrraeshh @faerune @tekehu @jackiesarch @minaharkers @sergeiravenov @carlosoliveiraa @rosenfey @greenecreek @queennymeria @heroofpenamstan @alexxmason @tethrras @jamessunderlandgf @a-treides @solasan @bigbywlf @delzinrowe @fenharel @imogenkol
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caluupin · 8 months ago
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The DGS investigation crew!!!! Wish we have more post-canon content of them tbh
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sunnymainecoonx · 4 months ago
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Self indulgence a lil but even though like 80% of my drawings and posts in general are self indulgent..... anyways ya I wanna do smth special for my mutual bc they're silly which will consist of not talking to them :33
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kaidanalenkosprmanager · 6 months ago
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THE BEST OF MASS EFFECT: VIRMIRE
Featuring: Cmdr. Sophie Shepard and Cmdr. Dominik Shepard With: Lt. Kaidan Alenko, Gun. Chief Ashley Williams, Urdnot Wrex, and Tali'Zorah nar Rayya Ft. Special Guest Appearances by: Spec. Saren Arterius and Sovereign There is a realm of existence so far beyond your own, you cannot even imagine it... Mass Effect: Legendary Edition (2021)
#mira makes gifs ✨#sophie shepard#dominik shepard#kaidan alenko#ashley williams#urdnot wrex#tali’zorah vas normandy#mass effect#me#mass effect legendary edition#dailygaming#it’s been so long since i’ve made a BEST OF: lol but virmire called to me the other night#this isn’t really the same as the ME3 ones i’ve been breaking from tbf but also virmire is my favorite mission in ME1#and tbf this is a BEST OF: ME in general#i might make a series but i'm not quite sure yet this was just something that popped into my head when i was playing a UNC the other night#but i did get to use both the kids this time!!! :D#my favorite mindoir twins :)#bc we love BOTH sheps in this house!!!#but this was a lot of fun! i got to do some more interesting stuff with the editing and the coloring than i usually do :)#i was also planning on using a vision shot? but those are so jittery (right word?) in gif form that i scrapped it tbf#also pls excuse soph looking different in literally every gif pack i release lmaooooo#this is the last iteration of her head i promise lmao (actual canon ME1 appearance i swear ignore everything else lol)#finally fixed that sculpt and gave her her piercings and i think she matches up with dom a lil better now :)#tbf dom also went through 50 other iterations of his sculpt but i never giffed those. those are just in a screenshot folder on my PC lmao#i was gonna say OG dom versus now dom isn't that far off but tbh dom did have a CC head at one point#i call that head dan now bc i don't associate it with him anymore it looks nothing like him LMAO#OG OG soph looked crazy different too tbf. and she was an adept at one point before i scrapped that entirely.#oh OG versions of my kids how different you looked and how much you have changed#but the kids are alright! and i'll stop screaming about them now. :)#i’ll stop using the tags to rant now even if it is the mira special™️ but have a good day wherever you are!! :D
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delightfuldevin · 18 days ago
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Sometimes I wish I actually liked having long hair
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pen-papers · 6 months ago
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Accidentally clicking QUIT instead on CONTINUE after finally reaching the top of Death Mountain in OOT
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Remembering that there's the secret path back to Goron city through the Lost Woods
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sysig · 3 months ago
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I know you, a little to the left (Patreon)
#Doodles#Damned#Osmosis Jones#Ozzy#Drix#Leah Estrogen#I mean ''Anna Westbrook'' totally 100%#More of my favourites! Another! Is characters who Should Know that Do Not :)#And it's all over the Institute and it's so angstily perfect ah <3 ''I know you but you're not the One I know'' ow <3#Makes any kind of close relationship extra painful imo :) I'm still tossing around a DAX/ZEX idea in that vein too#Although I also really like that they're each other's ah <3 Both is good! I like both!!#But here we've got Ozzy from Osmosis Jones and Drix from Ozzy & Drix ♪ They're absolutely a couple lbh#They're the only two of a kind who have such a shared history! Oz's flirting gets toned way down in the show too#Not gonna stop me from shipping him with everyone - my favourites are the bicycles this is known lol#But the concept of this Oz being from before he and Drix got together while this Drix is dating his Ozzy ahh#Still in love with him! Smitten silly! How would Oz react! It's fun to think about :)#And then the opposite side of things from Oz's perspective dealing with a Leah who is Almost what he remembers but not quite!#Gods I love the visitor concept it is so rich for pain and longing and self-doubt and just agh!! What an excellent game element!!!#The genuine concern and frustration that comes with being so convinced of something on both sides!! Yes yes yes#I've very much been building Anna and Chris' relationship up in the background radiation of ideas hwah#Dangerously inspirational how could you do this to me <3
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front-facing-pokemon · 10 months ago
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