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vonlipvig · 2 years ago
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omg the cover ghost did of jesus he knows me, the mv, the slutty corrupt preacher, I LOVE IT
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mobolanz · 2 years ago
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Should I give away my hot take "the PC ENGINE game's plot should've been a movie" before OR after I start my planned Sailor Moon classic&R rewatch 🫣
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paris-in-space · 1 year ago
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I am so incredibly normal about them.
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azen13 · 2 months ago
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CW: Yandere Themes
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Yandere!Alhaitham x Endangered Animal Hybrid!Reader...
It starts off innocently enough. After escaping a group of Treasure Hoarders looking to sell you off to whoever would pay the most, you find yourself lost in Gandharva Ville for several days until Tighnari finds you. Knowing that you're at risk of being poached due to your rarity, but also knowing that keeping you—a feral, dangerous, and intelligent being—in close proximity to Collei is a bad idea, the Forest Ranger writes to Alhaitham asking him to house you and keep an eye on you.
After several letters sent back and forth over the course of days, it only takes a little bit of begging on Tighnari's part to convince Alhaitham to look after you for a month. Soon enough, you're moving in and sulking around the confines of your new "home", a pout on your face at the fact that you can't escape. After all, for all your strength and agility, Alhaitham possesses a vision and a powerful intellect. You're outmatched.
Despite your attitude, Alhaitham pays you little mind. He makes sure you're fed, hydrated, and healthy, but rarely speaks more than one or two sentences at a time when talking to you. Over the days, the two of you warm up to one another a little, but nothing noticeable changes in the Scribe's demeanor.
Until he comes home one day to you sitting on a sofa, a book plucked from his personal collection spread on your lap. An Introductory Guide to Zoology, the title reads. After a moment, your ears perk up, registering the door creaking. In a flash, you turn to face him, shock painted bright red across your face.
For a few seconds, all you can hear is the battering ram that is your heartbeat smashing against your mind, chastising you for being so stupid. Now you'd be thrown out and defenseless, with plenty of dangerous people who'd jump at the chance to earn a pretty penny by pawning off a rare hybrid such as yourself.
"S-sorry," you say, shaky hands shutting the cover. But before you can, Alhaitham is quick to grab hold of the book, keeping it open.
He's so close to you, to the point where you can see the rise and fall of his chest, the sheen of sweat on his forehead from walking home in the warm weather, the pure intrigue in his eyes at this new discovery.
You intrigue him.
His eyes narrow slightly. "I didn't know you could read?" He glances at the text, discerning what exactly you're studying—if you are studying at all, that is.
You nod. "I learned when I was very young," you say, your own eyes slowly falling to the floor, willing this conversation to be over. Luckily, the divine seem to answer your prayer and Alhaitham simply shrugs and walks away.
Little do you know, the spark of curiosity he allowed you to see had already grown into a roaring fire, burning with the desire to know you. He could hardly call his interest rational, though he does his best to find justifications and act like he believes them.
The month flies by, and you continue to believe that all is well in the world. You've just begun looking through your few belongings, trying to decide what to keep and what to get rid of before you move out, when Alhaitham enters the doorway. "Tighnari told me that you plan to leave in less than a week."
Looking up from the knick-knacks you own, you turn to Alhaitham. "Yeah. I was planning to go back to Gandharva Ville and live there for a few months," you say, your attention beginning to shift back to your possessions. Conversations with Alhaitham mostly ended after one or two sentences, and you had no reason to believe that this conversation would be any different.
"About that." Alhaitham's voice breaks through your focus like glass. "There have been reports from the Matra of increased poaching in the areas around Gandharva Ville. I'm not forcing you to stay, and neither is Tighnari, but we won't be able to protect you there as well as we can here," he says.
You frown. You had been looking forward to leaving for so long now, tired of being cooped up inside Alhaitham's home with only brief walks outside—under the Acting Grand Sage's supervision, of course—to break up the boredom, only to learn that it would be dangerous to leave the city.
"I...I suppose if it's okay, I'd like to stay," you say after a moment of mental debate.
For a moment, you swear you can see the corners of Alhaitham's lips quirk upwards.
"I'll inform Tighnari of your decision as soon as possible." As per usual, after a moment of silence, Alhaitham walks away.
Time seems to fly by in increasingly rapid intervals. One week becomes two. Two weeks becomes four. Four weeks becomes eight, and so on and so forth. You slowly find yourself ensnared by Alhaitham's careful, subtle manipulation. Gandharva Ville really isn't overrun with poachers, but with how sheltered you are, you don't know that.
And week by week, day by day, you don't realize it but Alhaitham is slowly working to decode you. What about you fascinates him so deeply? As he studies you like he would one of his projects, he only finds himself falling deeper and deeper into obsession, an inescapable loop of positive feedback.
The realization comes to him one night, as dreams of you dance in his head as he sleeps. Your hand brushing against his for only a moment. The empty space on the other side of his bed filled by you, his arms holding you close every night. The tender press of your lips against his. The kind of love that transcends human nature. The kind of love that is divine.
Alhaitham is in love.
And now that he knows it, he can't let you go. Luckily for him though, you'll never escape. After all, he's already domesticated you. It's only a matter of time before you learn to love him, too.
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cut-aare · 4 months ago
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🩸🫦
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shima-draws · 9 months ago
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You are CORRECT it suits him perfectly!! And I finally got the chance to draw him in his Dressrosa fit 😤
(Send me a character and an expression!)
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bribinart · 1 year ago
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i haven't even gotten to this point of the game yet and i'm already devastated (prints!)
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lilliancdoodles · 8 months ago
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THIS IS GONNA BE SICK!!!!!!!!
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hypnogogyc · 1 year ago
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Condolences
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aesthetinkie · 2 months ago
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It is 12 in the morning but i FINALLY had a character idea for my SELFSHIP with bill and ford. Meet Demetro! He shook Bill's hand for a chance at a music career. I'll probably make a comic abt him soon!
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I hope tumblr sees my vision, I am trying to practice the "be cringe be free" mentality rn
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funfettiheart · 2 months ago
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Some of the Janthir Wilds loading screens
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la5pampy · 1 year ago
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*Hands you a wild fool*
HE <3
Fool by @venomous-qwille
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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 4 months ago
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this is still one of my favorite moments in the sukugo fight like what the fuck is wrong with you two 😭😭😭
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dubbedcorn · 4 months ago
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Shen Qingqiu wants to believe, so, so badly, that the one before him is the disciple he taught. But fate has been a real bitch about sticking to its predestined course, so would this world even allow for his Binghe to be able to return this early? He weighs all these conflicting thoughts in his tired mind in the space of a scant few moments. He can’t tell. He can’t tell.
go read through the eye of a needle by funeralstrut. right now.
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kyurochurro · 1 year ago
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! Heres spirk carving spumpkins :D (plus extra doodles!)
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vv-ispy · 2 months ago
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Rachel and Tobias from Animorphs commissioned from @decarabiandivorce! Absolutely in love with their colouring as always, and the fall sunset atmosphere that really captures the two's relationship.
Check out their commissions here, 10/10 communication and experience :D
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