#monoke

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the twink and the lesbian are gossiping

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Eno-Kodoma - Forest Spirit Mushrooms

Eno-Kodoma are a hightly sought-after delicacy for their delicious taste and health benefits. They are said to bring longevity to those who eat them.

Third week of the Funguary 2024 with the theme "Edible". Since Enoki mushrooms grow in bunch, I had the idea to turn them into a little tribe of spirits 🥰 I was Inspired by the Kodoma from Princess Monoke !

It was the first time I drew food ! Do you like it ? 👀❤️

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happy birthday Yume Nikki

my comfort game <\3

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The rest of the nendoroids I've opened

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HYOUE. (and the lesbian)

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[overlordraax]

[Image description: Transformers fanart featuring Starscream and Skyfire. In the first picture Starscream is shouting at a fast food service employee with the words "He said no pickles!" while Skyfire tries to stop him.

The second picture is a recreation of a scene from Princess Mononoke. Starscream stands over Skyfire, holding a knife above his throat while shouting "I'll cut your throat! That'll shut you up!" while Skyfire responds with "You're beautiful." End description.]

Late posting of my submissions for the @skystar-secret-santa for @nevgig

These were very fun to draw! Thanks Nev and hope you had a nice holiday!

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Studio Ghibli’s Warhammer 40,000; Necromunda

In the grim darkness of the future there is only a plucky young girl and her friends showing courage and daring in the face of reckless militarism and the laughter of thirsting gods

[robinshandhurts]

Ri and Kusuriuri

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more people need to talk about him

he’s… amazing

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[unteriors]

Ady Endre utca, Monok, Borsod–Abaúj–Zemplén County, Hungary.

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The Hybrid would stand over the ruins of Gallifrey and unravel the Web of Time, breaking a billion hearts to heal its own...

Together and united, the two halves are home. Chaos will reign should one half find themselves alone.

[haeryna]

megumi x reader arranged marriage au but make it the scene from princess monoke where you've got your knife to his throat, except tears are running down your face. you should kill him, and yet as he lays in the grass in front of you, dark blue eyes watch you with nothing but tenderness. as calloused hands reach out to cup your face. nimble fingers smooth away the tears that trickle from your eyes. your hand is shaking. both of you choose to ignore it.

"you're beautiful," he tells you, and the knife drops from your hand harmlessly into the grass of the meadow. you're sitting on his chest, pinning him down. it must hurt by now, and yet his other hand reaches to steady your body, warm assurance resting heavy on your hip.

your trembling hand reaches for the knife again. you know he sees it, but makes no move to stop you. he can see the question in your eyes, fragile and terrified.

"if i were to die at your hands, i can think of no better way to go," he tells you, and as you pull your hands to your face to sob bitterly into them, he sits up. megumi tugs you towards him, tucking your face into the curve of his collarbone as you weep.

"please trust me. i'll take care of you," he promises earnestly. he presses a single tender kiss to your forehead when you gaze tearily up at him.

"i can't," you hiccup. "i-"

"i know," megumi tells you, holding you close, because he does. even through the stubborn anguish, he's never stopped watching. you're beautiful when ichor splatters against the wall from your blade, as red as the blood you manipulate through your veins. you're beautiful when he noticed the pain in your eyes that one time the barista asked for his number in the cafe near the tokyo station. you're beautiful as you demurely wear the kimono your family picked out for you to meet naoya zenin, which clashes fiercely with the hatred in your eyes. at this point he can't tell who you hate more. he hopes it's naoya.

(he thinks of the way he struggled to swallow, to breathe, when he saw you in that kimono. he dreams that you let him take it off you as he kisses every scar on your skin.)

"you can't," you're trying to tell him, saltwater clinging thickly to your eyelashes. "i'd rather die, megumi."

"i know," he repeats, tilting your chin up with his hand so you can see the serious look in his eyes. the zenins wanted to cage you, keep you as a shell of yourself, reduced down nothing more than a mother at best. megumi wants to set you free.

(even if you hate him? even if he'll never be able to tell you he loves you, forever doomed to a loveless union, a marriage only by name and nothing else?)

red ichor. iridescent tears. moonlight, and the dark of night. you are the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. he knows you're the most beautiful thing he'll ever see.

"i know," megumi says, one last time. his heart catches in his throat. selfishly, he pulls you closer, taking in the scent of your perfume, and the shampoo you always insist on buying from kyoto. the moon shines on, and for a moment, he allows himself to wish.

someday, i'll tell you how i truly feel. but for now, please, just stay by my side.

[tinydiorama]

a sacred place.

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