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[luffynist4]

HI HELLO QUICK SHRINE UPDATE!!!

1- I changed the position of drawings and doodles made by me and my friends

Closeups:

1st photo: All doodles are made by me

2nd photo: The Luffy doodle is made by a friend, the other doodle is made by me

(that btw, that second character is how I doodle myself so teehee Luffy and I are together 🤭🤭)

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2- I printed out a drawing made by my discord friend Kraken

(she doesn't follow me on here but thank you for your input)

AND THAT'S IT FOR UPDATES BYE-BYE FOR NOW!!!

(26th of April, 2023)

[a-tale-of-legends]

( random conversation I thought of, not sure if it's something that I would consider canon. Might be ooc for characters)

Blue: Aaaaand that's everything that happened today! Which.... isn't a lot but whatever.

Red: ....

Blue: .....( Leans back) Sooooooooo. How's things for you? You haven't, ah, really said much since you came back down Mt. Silver...( Tries to perk up a bit,forcing a smile) You're usually such a chatter box, you know?! Gotta be something interesting for ya today, right?

Red: .....

Blue: ........( Grimaces slightly, still trying to keep smiling. His voices lowers, as if the whole world would hear if he goes any louder) Come on Red, you- throw me a bone here, something-

Red: ( his eyebrows furrow slightly) .....

Blue: ( immediately back pedals) O-only if you wanna, I don't - you don't - ( he sighs, exasperated) Green? H-have you at least talked to Green?

Red: ( he flinches at that. The punch to his face still fresh in his mind. It was a year ago. And even so-) .....

Blue: ( he should back off. He really should-) Your mom? Have you at least talked to your mom?

Red: ( that causes him to outright glare at his....friend? Rival? Babysitter? What are they now? He doesn't know. But he doesn't like this conversation.) . . . .

Blue: R-right! Right, of course you- ( he takes in a breath. Why does he feel so sweaty.) Sorry. Sorry, that was just- Let's just forget I said anything, yeah?

Red: ( his glare softens, looking at his....whatever they are to each other, with concern. He doesn't know if he'll get used to Blue Oak apologizing for anything ever. He raises his hand to sign-)

Blue: ( he raises his hand before Red does, eyes pleading) Let's just forget I said anything, okay? ( Please )

Red: ..... ( He lowers his hand. He hates the look blue is giving him. He blames himself for it, as always) ( Okay )

[triple-starsss]

(barring the details lol,) i really like that shadow was adopted and "normal" actually! it really gives us the non-fantasy perspective of being able to focus on the ethics of his childhood ^-^

cus like. can you imagine the f*cking headlines and shit if any of that stuff is publicized (since he's an idol now)?

"Gerald adopted an orphan to run crazy tests on him!!!" "how could anyone do that to him? ;;;;;" "(insert smth about doxing Gerald) (scandal)"

people would go wild, i think! in both good and bad ways lol (the fun part)! :D

LMAOO THE DOXXING

but yeah!! when you take out all the 'ultimate lifeform' stuff and see what Shadow went through on a more grounded level - its insanely fucked up!! I felt as though without those experiences, i'd be writing an entirely different character so i wanted to incorporate them in a way that felt believable in this universe absdjf

[e-n-t-r-o-p-i-c-f-r-o-g]

I stg every time I go on Instagram I'm bombarded with fandom/media takes that make me feel straight up wrong with what I'm doing and how I'm engaging with fandom

(Long ass ramble in the tags. I have no idea what I'm getting at or if this is even my arena to talk about it).

[setevulpo]

i was thinking about the archangels and how fucked up being possessed by one of them would be and this was created. headcanons on what each (non-bloodline) vessel would go through while possessed! bon appétit

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michael

their vessel runs hot, grace a constant thrum under the skin that imitates a heartbeat well enough for those unaware not to notice. the blue glow that takes over their eyes upon the slightest provocation calms only when their enemies are on the ground, enochian seared into what’s left of their skin once the light dies down.

the heat that follows them shapes the air into wings too big for the space they’re in, even in the most expansive fields earth has. they have to watch out when stepping on grass, or stretching their wings too far into the trees, or fire will follow them too.

eventually it starts to burn, whatever body they’re in. the grace running through its veins turns closer to lava with each passing day, flares deep inside its chest and expands down to its hands when their anger rises. bruises showing up in blues no matter how old they are, burns in its skin hot to the touch.

a smell of fire and smoke follows them when they leave the vessel, and they set ablaze anything in their path on the way to a new body. the largest fires are caused by their rage, charred eyes and hearts left behind on their path.

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lucifer

there's something freezing under their skin, somehow encompassing entire rooms and digging into the skin of everyone around them. the air around them is cold enough to kill, frostbite reaching others before turning their own vessel's hands red with it. its lips are bitten red and raw because the taste of blood is almost intoxicating.

garbled enochian slips through in a constant downpour, because they are an angel and won't taint their tongue with a human language despite the way it burns their vessel's mouth. the easiest way to find them is following the trail of frozen footsteps and the scent of rust so strong it can be tasted.

the hypothermia that sets after some time is what leads them to find a new body, when the one they are wearing becomes too sluggish and their grace starts slipping through the dry cracks in its skin. all that's left is a cold body with its eyes frozen shut.

the earth bleeds on their path, water freezes red by being in their proximity, plants burn and die from the frost. their grace whips through the air and leaves bloody slashes in the skin of anyone who dares get in their way, the wounds never closing completely.

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raphael

their electricity can be felt under the skin of their vessel, sometimes shocking those who try landing their hands on it. their presence makes people’s hair stand on end, their voice resonates through the room in a way that makes it impossible to ignore. the fissures that appear on its skin from one day to the next are eerily similar to lightning.

the eyes of their vessel gain an unnatural brightness, something fiery that is just wrong when compared to the decaying state of the rest its body. their words flow in a way that’s almost hypnotic, calming until the next strike of their blade.

an ill-suited vessel can’t hold them for long. the tremors starting in its hands show that, as do the bouts of dizziness that hit them every so often. by the time their vessel starts losing its sight they have a new victim picked, their electricity having already eroded the brain of the previous.

it seems as if thunderstorms follow their grace, both rain and lightning falling close but never hitting them. wildfires start in their wake, raindrops never quite reaching their destination, and the injured miraculously recovering in hours.

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gabriel

there’s a wind hiding under their skin, usually unnoticeable to the common eye. they’re light on their feet, eyes travelling through every corner of the room they’re in, the air around them somehow feeling heavy with the power they chase. at times it blows stronger, the whole of them looking longer, bigger than their vessel, but it doesn’t last long anymore.

their vessel’s skin grows dry with time, tearing open with each snap of their fingers, grace pouring from its hands and giving life to lilies wherever it falls. all of their vessels’ hands are burnt by the time they leave, skin too fragile to handle their grace.

erosion is what kills their bodies, the debris that always seems to fly back towards them easily chipping away at flesh and bone. what’s left of the body after they take their leave isn’t enough to keep it alive, not with the dust coating its lungs.

tornadoes follow the path of their grace, leaving destruction and chaos between their vessels. they are angry, and they are frustrated, and the mayhem they create is the singular way they can be heard. the debris lifted by their rage is flung as far as their grace can reach.

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[icewindandboringhorror]

More misc. daily life pictures and such

[umbrellajam]

🙃 mmkay

*opens up AO3 Additional Tags to Exclude*

[min-kit]

"why are you dropping e**ie for to**y? you just want to see bvck with a man, it's not about him having a good relationship!"

btch i could give you a 100 reasons why T0mmy is a good relationship for Bvck (not that any of you would listen) & that there's nothing wrong with enjoying the actual canon queer couple on my screen over a fanon one just cuz YOU think the story is heading in a direction that has never been promised to you and you can't let go of your fandom ideals.

in the mean time i'll be over here cheering on Bvck's canon happiness with his possible soon-to-be future canon boyfriend.

[sallymew4]

drew @vinnfeyntheinsane’s lovely (currently unnamed) character !!! shes so gorg <3

had an epiphany after sending the finished product. if only i had thought of a brown skirt.. . … but ANYWAYS ! go check out vinn they like silly nerd stuff like classical music and books !!!! also they are nice to me

[amorremanet]

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Happy Monday, this Barbie is seething in her corner because her fellow westerners insist on being ignorant jackasses about going “wAaAaAH, BuUuUuUuT iT’S iIiIiIiNcEsT!!!!1” with regard to Chengxian/Xiancheng, a ship that:

1. literally is not, by any definition, incest;

2. hugely affects the plot of its story in several ways that are directly related to it NOT being incest;

and 3. has several explanations about why it IS *NOT* incest out there, across multiple platforms, written by fans who actually know Chinese, don’t have to engage with the text exclusively in translation, and have a much stronger understanding of the cultural normas and nuances at play in this relationship than us westerners, who can read and learn and try to do better about checking ourselves while engaging with CN texts, but will likely always be, to some extent, projecting western ideas onto them

but………y’know, sure, whatever. If it makes you happy to completely flatten a deeply complex and nuanced relationship into “everything about them is Normal Sibling Behavior and that’s literally all it will ever be,” despite both CN fans explaining why that’s wrong and the text itself offering multiple examples to the contrary, then hey, be my guest (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

[mikeyfuckinway]

DISCORD CHANGING TO JUST USERNAMES WITH NO TAG WAS A MISTAKE RANDOM MOTHERFUCKERS ARE ADDING ME!!!!!!!!! I DONT HAVE ANY SERVERS OR FRIENDS IN COMMON WITH THEM THEYRE JUST TYPING IN MY FUCKING NAME!!!!!!!!!!! THEY WOULDNT BE ABLE TO DO THAT IF I HAD A FUCKING TAG THAT THEY COULDNT KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!

[hplonesomeart]

EHEHEHHEHE YUSSS COOL DESIGN >:D

I had a vision and I needed to draw it

[didasgomas]

901 A.C - Translation

I could never do justice in describing the type of torture they put him through, but do know, that after a certain point, tearing parts from his body to create new bodies began to rob him of his vitality. They could have finished their purge with a number that ended in five, but it ended in three instead, for otherwise they would kill him, and they considered such a thing unnecessary, not to mention, a loss of resources.

After they had dried him bare of his own cells, they only waited a year before sending him back to Earth to begin the process of feeding off of its foolish mortals.

I think I am the only one that is still capable of remembering all their names, for the Ancient Ones would obviously also deprive him of the simple pleasure of giving a name to his creations for everyone else to remember them by.

You need not memorize them, but can you count them?

Pelna, Currias, Cenyx, Enagma, Cillous, Tesiae, Carbel, Cotaeny, Dolinyx, Thalux, Ecryx, Ruynin, Tholen, Chriboz, Kimanyx, Harpyx, Masgnera, Melomyna, Malgoyx, Neschzir, Orzphen, Phrixon, Polopresna, Reigyk, Sdanyx, Sysmar, Selenyx, Selikor, Takna, Trilima, Umbrulyx, Vetharyx, Ynimalora

┆ ┆ ┆ ┆ ⋆ ˚ · • . ° . Fun facts:

-All of the irl footage was filmed throughout my neighborhood's "forest-y" area

-All of Ladvar's forced children's names are (unrecognizably and randomly) derived from tarantula genera, given that Cairyx's design is based off of the Typhochlaena Seladonia genus of tarantulas

"In Mortality" is an au of Cut Down The Altar, story belonging to @missr3n3

[crzyimp]

[Lay down] Finally.....I finally transferred most of my stories on to Ao3.....

[cryptidapprentice]

eep!

[celestialmancer]

⛈️ //