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lagt-duck · 6 months ago
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Day 27 of Monkey May
MAGIC!!!
Aka
When the eldritch shapeshifting god is also a silly lil monkey
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As always the challenge belongs to @vorpaldoodles
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betasuppe · 1 year ago
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Had a fucking bonkers good time at the IAAPA expo today & wound up winning a Tab Lite in a raffle drawing among the mountain of other free goodies I had forced on me by vendors throughout the day.
& like.
Guess it's good I haven't completely given up on the art thing because it looks like I have a brand new tab to be my travel digital sketchbook heck yeahhhh~
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ace-and-the-rpg-horrors · 2 months ago
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I'M OFFICIALLY TALLER THAN MY MUM
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freddie-dafroggo · 4 months ago
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@goblinsupstairs THIS IS SO COOL WHAT
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NO WAY
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lizaluvsthis · 19 days ago
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A new purpose...
I just stay in my room too long...
Puzzles had been thinking about his past alot, things that went in a total blur... that he wished it would all be ignored by a simple swift.
But it was never that easy to recover in such damage left in impact.
He's never been the one always suffering but every other fragile kid had been done the same with unkind parents.
He didn't know why it was so unfair to ever get treated this badly.
All he knows that he was never alone.
He had someone...
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gomzdrawfr · 7 months ago
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Omg, can we have that We Bare Bears stacking pose? But with Bear! Ghost, Bear! Price, and Bear! Raven/Gomz?
gotto be one of my fav ask
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dnangelic · 1 year ago
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' stop asking me if i can sense aliens . ' he can't sense aliens .
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f3l1c1af0x · 4 months ago
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all of Felicia's and Mothys kids!
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none of them have names yet (although I got a name suggestion for the baby boy) but the age order goes like this 1(the twins) 5(the eldest boy) and 6 for the eldest
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marsbotz · 4 months ago
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trying not to go crazy and start killing people every time i see another mane 6 redesign post
#I MEANNNNNN. i think its fun sometimes but bruhhhhh when they change their designs completely.. U HATE THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#ive said this 1000 times sorry im a hater and proud#im also a hater bc i dont like the rat style tails ppl give the unicorns. i just dont sorry LOLL#i think it can be fun to give them accessories and stufff but also they do... have stuff like that in the show.#like its redundant to be like 'i gave rarity clothes to show her as a designer' when she very often wears clothes anyways#its just its her base design.#to me it feels like when ppl go 'ermmm how come this cartoon character always wear the one outfit' completely ignoring animation and#character design principles.#also this is a personal nitpick but when ppl give rd short hair and stuff likeee. part of what i like abt her deisgn is shes still 'girly'#even tho she has more traditionally masc interests etc. same w aj#like its very basic ideas abt gender but idk for the type of show it is i think its cool to show u can be both#also nitpick again. they never include spike or starlight . WHERE ARE MY POOKIESSSS.#the only good redesign concepts ive seen r when they turn the mane 6 into bg pony designs. thats funnn#otherwise its not rlly... redesign. its just ur hcs#which is fine but dont phrase it like that just for the Algorithmmmmmmm. u can just say 'i like to imagine twily wears glasses'#u dont have to be like 'ermmm well to show shes a nerd i gave her glasses unlike the original design'#which is just kinda funny#ironically moon dancer is literally how 90% of twily 'redesigns' look#also yes. dark purple twilight looks cool. BUT ITS NOT AS READABLE OR MARKETABLEEEEEEE#they r pastels bc it is little kids show. they r simple designs so kids can draw them easy#also when ppl make rd dark like a storm cloud even tho she is not even. associated with storms RAARAGHHHHHH[KILLING PPL]#SHE IS A BRIGHT SUNNY SKY AND A RAINBOWWWWWWWWWW BC OF THE MAGICCCC. NOT BC OF ACTUAL RAIN/STORMS#might also be a huge hater bc im not so much of a fan of xeno designs in general buttttt. whatever#whatever. one dauy i will end up making my own mane 6 interpretations and u all can throw rocks at me
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themightywolftiger · 9 months ago
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Anyone ever accidently do a magic trick and make your dog's toy disappear and now you both can't find it?
I got him a new toy to play with, but we're both confused still.
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ramonathinks · 3 months ago
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🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️
nfl reiner braun tears his alc and requests the best surgeon to work on it. he gets, youuuu, sweet smelling pink doctor coat wearing you and he can’t even take you serious when you’re going over his chart or requesting to feel the muscle with those pink gloves on. you even look younger than him and he’s telling you: “darlin’, listen… im a big deal around here and i need someone to help fix me not give me a boner.” or something like that and you almost don’t have the heart to tell him that you’re the best that there’s ever been at this hospital.
RECOVERY, reiner braun !
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୨୧ — pairing: footballer!reiner braun x fem!reader
୨୧ — synopsis: this doctor’s got a hardheaded patient! it’ll take some effort to convince him of your effectiveness . . .
୨୧ — contains: ( 1.4k words of . . . ) modern au, slight nsfw (more like suggestive!), footballer!reiner, surgeon!reader, fem!reader (black coded), reiner has an ACL tear, reiner’s touch-deprived/sexually frustrated, rei’s kindaaa conceited (just a little bit!), palming, minors shoo!
୨୧ — mira’s note: ramona, my love! i adore all your reiner concepts, they’re always sooo perfect �� thank youuu for sharing your rei-rei thoughts with me :) now here’s a lil drabble for my gorgeous man! (not really proofread thoroughly, i apologize for any typos or mistakes!)
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isopropyl.
it’s all that reiner can smell. he’s a healthy man, he hardly belongs here— in this chilled surgeon office with the most pale, unflattering lighting. the parchment-like exam table paper rustles beneath him with every stretch and maneuver he makes, and his weight is enough to pry a creak out of the treatment table every now and again.
a recurring clack of footsteps and the whine of the door lets reiner know that you, the ‘sexy doctor lady from earlier’ has returned from reading his screenings. he wasn’t able to catch your name amidst the splitting pain from his acl tear, so that’ll make do in the meantime.
you set down your clipboard and turn to face him. your dear patient appears a bit mussed from the big game that took place earlier— his golden hair’s all fluffy and wild, that red football uniform of his is streaked with the green of the field, and his left cheekbone got a little scratch somehow. you’ll make sure to dab that with rubbing alcohol later.
“your vitals are well above average.” you commend. his reply’s a mere grunt. he can’t bring himself to take you seriously. just fucking look at you; pink latex gloves pulled over manicured hands, welcoming eyes all doe and shiny, with a sweet glossed smile that he won’t forget for days to come. he hates having to meet such a beauty under these grim circumstances– after all, you’re the kind of woman he’d take out on a date.
“lucky for you, mister braun, your injury isn’t a complete tear . . . so your recovery time shouldn’t be too long. it’ll last about six months, give or take.”
he isn’t listening.
reiner isn’t even sure of when he began to space out; your lips are just so plush, so alluring. his surname sounds sweeter than it should when falling from your mouth. before long, you clear your throat. it’s enough to snap him out of it. “i’d appreciate your undivided attention, sir. we’re currently going over your healing plan— ”
“lemme ask you, sugar,” he interjects with a low rasp. reiner braun’s well known around these parts, and you can only assume that being such a big deal has gotten to his head. what he says next throws you off, “when’s the real doctor comin’ in, hm?” it’s hard to remain professional, but you do. no furrowed brows, no scrunched up face— nothing but a tight, forced smile.
you suck in a breath through your nose, maintaining composure. “what makes you think it isn’t me, mister braun?” he can hear the tinge of vexation in your voice. clearly, this footballer has struck a chord or two.
“you’ve got pink gloves on, barbie.” he snarks out a laugh, just a bit mean. he’s much too handsome for such a condescending tone.
you bring a gloved hand flat to his chest, pushing reiner back into the examination table. his breath catches in his throat when you knead your fingers into his thigh, right where the tear resides beneath firm muscle. you’re assertive, and goddamn, does he love it.
“i’m your doctor.” you assure, voice firm. he groans out at the calculated pressure; it feels good. makes the throb of pain fade, just a bit.
“you’ll have to put some faith in me, hm?” your tone is warm, words soft and patient in a way he doesn’t deserve. reiner can’t lie, it was crass of him to have undermined you that way.
“my apologies, doc.” he addresses you in the rightest way he can. it’s his tiny little way of making amends.
“so, how long— fuck, how long did ‘ya study for?” reiner tries for small talk, voice low and shaken. you’d like to believe that whatever left his lips just now wasn’t a moan. no, it was more like . . . a groan of pain, perhaps?
“about six years. graduated early,” no wonder you look just about his age, if not younger. all his previous doctors were just as old as his parents.
“smart and pretty, huh?” he graces you with a feeble grin, a white gleam of teeth surrounded by neatly trimmed stubble. it’s safe to say that he’s your hottest patient up to date.
you continue on with prodding into the thick meat of his left thigh, and those throaty whines of his make you feel a way you simply shouldn’t.
it’s been a while since reiner’s been touched this way. he knows it’s just a regular inspection for his stupid injury, but he can’t recall the last time a woman’s splayed their hands on his body. he’s always busy with football this, training that. there’s never any time remaining for hook-ups, talkless of a relationship. that being said, it isn’t long before he begins to grow excited.
“m— mister braun,” you call out, voice airy, “you seem a little, um . . . worked up.”
“huh?” his eyes flit up to meet yours. you lock onto his honey-brown pools of desperation.
nothing else is uttered. you wordlessly direct your gaze towards his crotch, and give him a knowing look. reiner finally catches on— he fucking knew he felt his bottoms getting tight. hesitantly, the blonde lifts his head to peer down at his pants. surely enough, a boner’s prodding at the centering cloth of his football shorts.
“goddamn,” he drops his head back onto the examination table, bashfully throwing his forearm over his eyes. humiliation eats at the proud man, reducing him to a jumble of hormones.
you can hardly bring yourself to contain your chuckle, which makes his reddened cheeks burn further. it seems that his bodily reaction to your skilled hands has given him a sense of humility at best, and embarrassment at worst.
“i’ve never been appointed to a lady before . . .” is his hushed excuse. he’s still got his eyes shielded with his arm— he can’t even fucking bear to look at you. it’ll only spur him on further.
‘i turn you on?’ is what you’re just longing to question him. you know that you do— he’s been looking at your lips with bated breath since he got here. not to mention the peeks he’d taken at your ass whenever you turned around to read his chart or grab a cotton ball.
it’s quite bold of you— more like dangerous— to bring your ministrations upwards, closer to the ache under his pants. you’d tell yourself to stay on task, but professionalism has long been thrown out the window.
your gloved hands trail mischievously, placed directly atop reiner’s hard-on. warmth radiates from your palm, and you squeeze. his eyes blink shut, hips gently bucking upwards. his tear burns from beneath his skin, but he doesn’t fucking care. he bets he could cum from your hands alone.
reiner eventually manages to pull his arm away from blocking his viewpoint, chest heaving with every passing second. if you were to use your stethoscope on him, his heartbeat would be nothing short of erratic.
“trust me, mister braun,” is your reassuring whisper, “you’re in good hands.”
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lunar-wandering · 3 months ago
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have i talked on here about the amount of death flags they're dropping for Macaque. like sure technically quite a few of them are in reference to the death he's already experienced but i swear to GOD the way they keep dropping these is starting to make it seem like he's gonna die again-
"he got away right? he always gets away, right?"
the overly shown sacrifice stuff with MK and Wukong being more subtly reflected in Macaque's actions (getting trapped in the pagoda so the others can escape, using a spell that clearly hurts him/extremely drains him in order to save them, etc). its more subtly cause he hasn't done anything that actively puts him at risk of death yet, but he's still showing those tendencies. while Wukong has his fear of death and MK to stop him and MK has just gotten the "don't fucking sacrifice yourself" message hammered into him (as well as having Wukong himself to stop him)- nobody has given this message to Macaque. i want to put EMPHASIS on this- none of the characters have noticed Macaque's sacrificial tendencies. i feel like that means no one would think to keep an eye on him/stop him.
the chaos magicccc like are you KIDDING that has death flag written ALL OVER IT.
the repeated hints at Macaque's prior death- hear me out. yes this is building to the big reveal. but listen. that reveal. would hit so much harder story wise. if it happens at the same time/in the same episode where Macaque gets killed again. ( could you imagine if they cut between his JTTW death and this death. showing the parallels between them. one moment it's Wukong striking at Macaque, the next second it's whatever's killing him this time around- could you IMAGINE).
im just. head in hands i cant HANDLE this lego monkie kid you can't DO THIS TO ME
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fairyfromdimension2 · 6 months ago
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Bored lets talk about magicccc
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halfkasster · 3 months ago
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please, I know we're attatched to the ones shown in canon and ogre marcille is funny
BUT PLEASE
CONSIDER THE HUMBLE GNOME MARCILLE
HER BIG OL EARS!
HER SILLY LITTLE FACE!!
THE WAY SHE LOOKS SLEEPY AND SMUG AND MISCHIEVOUS ALL AT ONCE
but most importantly MY WIFE @akindlyowl CORE
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carby · 1 year ago
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carhom momixode tastes like MAGICCCC im watching steven hniverse and thise gem bitches are GOIN NUTSSSSSSSSSSSS their beeps slap BEEWP BEEEP BEEP BEEP
Their beeps do indeed slap, dear anon.
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ohwottanight · 5 months ago
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magicccc
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