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[small-spark-of-light]

day 23 was to pick a color palette and stick to those colors(with some blending allowed)

[palettepainter]

Still tryna figure out how I draw him, I think I draw his legs too big and his neck too long but either way, he's fun to doodle!

[motherismotheringggg]

nicholas brat chaves 🍏🩸🎧

[justaz]

oooouuuuu you KNOW merthur fight like them toxic couples that just love to argue. Merlin would come into arthur’s chambers, stop, look around, look at him, then go “why was george in here?” And arthur would roll his eyes and say something about him needing a competent servant every once in a while so his chambers don’t grow fungus or whatever and then they’d just go back and forth but their point would change every minute. Like in the beginning merlin is arguing that he’s a perfect servant and arthur is arguing that merlin never gets anything done, the next merlin is saying that if arthur really wants that then he should just keep george and fire merlin and arthur is like “??? wtf no ur not leaving me” and argues that merlin is being ridiculous.

Merlin storms off and sends george in to clean and arthur is just like “fine! Yeah! I would rather have george as my servant!” And merlin storms in like “wow so I’m just replaceable like that huh?!” And it’s just back and forth back and forth back and forth and poor george is just trying to do his job he didn’t want to get pulled into all this. Anyways, merlin is waiting for arthur to cave and switch his argument but he doesn’t so merlin starts ordering george to leave (EVEN THO HE BROUGHT GEORGE HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE-) and arthur tells george to stay. Merlin orders him to leave. Arthur orders him to stay. For some reason, merlin’s orders have the same weight and authority behind them as the king’s…..anyways-

Merlin is still waiting for arthur to switch up and say he would rather keep merlin but he doesnt so merlin just goes “fine. keep him then.” And goes to walk out but arthur grabs his arm and orders george to leave (he leaves with extraordinary haste and refuses to be within fifty feet of either merlin or the king for the next week) then pulls merlin towards him and is like “don’t be stupid. You’re my servant not him.” And merlin just huffs and puffs until arthur looks away and then he’s giggling and twirling his hair OOOOUUUUUU THEY THRIVE OFF THE TOXICITY IM TELLING YOU LISTEN TO ME IM RIGHT-

[the-barefoot-hatter]

Pyramid Steve's favourite treat is pre-1982 pennies

(Ford slooooowly starting to realize his muse of infinite knowledge might, in fact, be a dumbass.)

[muffinlance]

ORBSJB AGNI AS A TURTLE DUCK I'm sorry but LIKE HOW CUTE AND then it's like he's this turtleduck in the pond bc depending on how people treat animals, small ones that need help, that's how he knows if they're good and he blesses the ones that treat him kindly and then Zuko and I'm sorry of this sint coherent (I'm a long time fan of your content btw, all the his and the books and omg I wish I could've gotten some)

Azulon looked down. His grandson, along with the turtleduck in his arms, looked up.

“This is Agni,” the boy said. “He says you should stop now.”

QUACK, said the duck. It was a strange red-gold. It was glowing. It was staring at him, even through the flames of the throne.

“Stop what?” humored the Fire Lord.

“The war,” the boy said. “It’s killing too many firebenders. Also his sister has been yelling at him, so we should let the waterbenders go, too, and be nice to them from now on so he can get a good night’s sleep and not have her redirecting comets at him any more. Probably we should leave all the other benders alone too because he’s pretty sure it was the air spirits that made him a flightless duck. He says that’s their sense of humor.”

QUACK, said the turtleduck.

“…Guards,” said Azulon.

This proved to be an ill-advised action.

ALTERNATE TAKE THAT WENT NOWHERE AND ISN'T EDITED HAVE FUN WITH THAT:

There is a Fire Nation child in Hakoda's village. The child has a softly glowing turtleduck in his arms and a quietly oozing wound under his bandage. This is not how Hakoda thought his morning would go.

"What's with the turtleduck?" asks Hakoda's son, who is wrapped around Hakoda's arm and his spear in a way that makes it very hard to instinctively stab at red-clothed things. Hakoda... expected more of them. But the tiny sail boat the kid just ran into Sokka's lumpy watchtower seems to be empty, now that its single feverish passenger has stumbled over. With his duck.

"It's a turtleduck-phoenix," says the Fire Lord's heir, answering exactly none of Hakoda's actual questions. "...You remember?"

"That your hair is going to get worse before it gets better?" says Sokka. "Absolutely."

The Prince scowls. "Then where's Aang?"

"Katara's been looking for him. He's still in the iceberg."

"...The Ember Island Players' iceberg?"

"The Ember Island Players' extremely accurate and well-researched iceberg."

The Fire Prince stares at Hakoda's son. The Fire Prince stares at Hakoda. The Fire Prince flips his duck around to face himself, then starts shaking it. "Give me a less stupid reality."

QUACK, protests the duck, with a burst of accompanying immolation that does nothing to dissuade the prince.

"Sorry, buddy," soothes his son, "you were always in the stupid reality. Remember the frozen frogs?"

Quack, says the duck, as if in confirmation.

[verawhisk]

mommy astarion inspired by the cute awesome @fire-shadow-dragon-god :’)

[kendyroy]

confused little kitten

[demonic0angel]

dragon Jazz and Damian playing hide and seek. Damian is convinced that they're practicing stealth and tracking.

(Couldn’t tell if both Jazz and Damian were dragons, or if only Jazz was a dragon, but I decided to use the former idea)

Damian trekked into the woods, head lifted to sniff at the air. He growled when all he caught was the scent of grass and soil. Nothing with Jazz’s scent.

He continued sniffing the air before finally lowering his head to sniff at the ground, walking as he tried to track where Jazz was. He was determined to find her and prove that he was a superior tracker!

However, his hopes were quickly dashed as time passed. Eventually, as the sun was starting to dip just a tad in the sky, Damian growled and finally shouted aloud with a growl, “I give up! Show yourself!”

A dark shadow formed above him before the ground shook as Jazz landed with a mighty flap of her wings. Damian growled, secretly admiring how majestic she looked as she approached, but he was also extremely indignant as he couldn’t help hopping up and down and shouting. “You must’ve cheated! How were you hidden for so long?!”

Jazz snickered and nudged him with her snout. Even one of her fangs was as large as his entire body. If she wanted, she could’ve snapped him up with a single bite.

Damian swore that when he got older, he’d grow just as big as her!

“You need to use everything you have,” Jazz said, nudging him again with her snout. She seemed to have a strange fixation on making him roll over. When Damian had asked Stephanie, Stephanie had only laughed in his face about how cute he was. He bit her for that comment, but he was still very confused.

Jazz was too weird!

Damian growled at her and Jazz continued, as she made him roll over on his back again, “You have wings and claws. Use them to climb trees to get a higher vantage. You could also ask the forest animals for help. Or try to trick me into coming towards you instead.”

At the last suggestion, Damian frowned. “But now it won’t work since you told me.”

Jazz chuckled again. “I’ll come, even if it might be a trap.” Her tone was quite warm.

Damian squirmed underneath her snout again. Too weird! Too sentimental! Too embarrassing! He released a puff of smoke and Jazz made him roll again.

In an effort to distract her, he moved away from her snout and pointed out, “And why should I have to climb trees? You’re too big to hide up there!”

Jazz snorted. “Am I?”

Damian looked her up and down judgmentally.

In what world would a dragon of her size be able to hide in trees?

Jazz squished him underneath her claws lightly, only a tiny amount of pressure to press him to the ground as she huffed. “How rude.”

Damian growled and turned in her grip to bite down on her scales. His tiny fangs did no damage, but he was too irritated to care. “My turn! I want to hide now! I bet I can be hidden longer than you!”

Jazz released him and rolled him back over to his stomach, where he got up and shook himself off. “Fine. I’ll give you five minutes to hide before I find you. Ready?” He bristled and spread his wings, ready to fly. “Go!”

And then he raced off, heart pounding as he was determined to show her that he could be a good hider! Hmph! He’d show her!

[certainlyathrill]

they were boys together !!!

[francy-sketches]

weird little guy

[itsriotmotherfuckers]

I am so sorry but Remus John Lupin was not a sex god. Bro had never even seen a dick until Sirius. He was genuinely a little bit afraid of it the first time (it’s okay, though, because Sirius was very sweet and patient, of course). He thought people kissing in books was wild and sexual. He turned into a tomato and hid his face whenever there was a kiss in movies. He took things so slowly with Sirius that Sirius had to ask if he ever wanted to have it or if he was asexual or something. Then, once he got a taste, he became the most insatiable thing ever, practically begging for it every night.

[peace-hunter]

tfone au where OP is created as the last of the primes but way after them, a sparkling born at what were thought to be the last days of the war against the quintessons, the beginning of a new generation of peace after eons of war. a child meant to be loved and raised knowing nothing of war nor sacrifice.

he's kept mostly out of the spotlight by his siblings, who don't wish to expose him to everyone's optics so young, and want to wait until the war is done and over to properly introduce him to their people.

except of course the primes are betrayed and murdered by sentinel, the war is lost and everyone who knows and cared for the truth is either banished or outright killed in order to suppress it.

and the high guard, the ones the primes trusted the most, the ones that were supposed to protect them, the ones who failed in their most important duty, have to make a choice. to take the last prime, their last hope, with them to the surface, a hostile environment where there's little to no supplies and where they'll be hunted down by both sentinel and the quintessons as the biggest threat to their regimen.

or hide him in plain sight. place him where sentinel won't think to look for him. one more sparkling among many. and hope it will be enough to keep him alive. pray to primus that he'll protect his last child long enough for them to come back for him when it's safer (even if most of them have already lost their faith on him when he allowed the rest of his children to be massacred like that)

they almost lose their resolve when they realize they will have to take the little one's cog away in order to make him blend in with the rest of the newborns (and oh do they burn with murderous intent when they see what sentinel has done to their people but it's not the time yet-) but in the end they decide an impaired little prime is better than a dead one.

and so in the chaos of thirteen dead primes and a sudden energon crisis, a little sparkling who very few mechs really knew about and even fewer had seen completely vanishes. and in the depths of iacon a mech in charge of a new batch of newborns scratches their helm in confusion as they realize they must have miscounted the first time.

optimus prime is quietly erased from any official records by sentinel, written off as dead when they find a sparkling's frame mangled beyond recognition after an attack on the base of those rebels that insist on being a thorn on his side. killing the sparkling hadn't been precisely in his plans, he probably could've found some use for it after all, but he's not particularly upset about it either.

and orion pax grows up with an ache on his spark that tells him he's missing something far more important than a t-cog and dreams of gentle and loving hands, cradling him against the frames of mechs he cannot recall the faces of.

[callmemissus-bull]

Me: hysterically sobbing over un-ascended Astarion’s gravestone because he carved himself a new birth year because he’s free and choosing to live again.

Reads:

Astarion Ancunin

229 - 268 DR

468 DR -

[beegs-bugs]

He’s just a little guy

[kyouka-supremacy]

ATSUSHI NAKAJIMA | Bungo Stray Dogs Anime Novel