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[simple-persica]

Request Stream!

ajsfa I know there was a miscommunication, but it would be fun to go through the requests in real-time. Happy 2023!

[piratespacex]

The Loki pandemic!

The Loki’s featured are :

My Loki

@sigyn-foxyposts Loki

@that-guy-in-the-chiton Loki

@simple-persica Loki

@ryebread-x Loki

@sereonhardware Loki

@amphibifish Loki

@2dlovley Loki

@snakesandstone Loki

DLH Loki

OSP Loki

Maloki Loki

ROR Loki

Smite Loki

Brawlhalla Loki

Dislyte Loki

MCU Loki

TOTG Loki

Valhalla/Peter Madsen Loki

Netflix’s Ragnarok Loki

Kamigami-no-asobi Loki

[shu-dzhoker]

Looking at all the characters that give me gender Envy is funny because

here we have:

A cannibal

A morally gray old Russian man

Fucking Wolverine

Josh Groban specifically as Pierre from great comet

A fluffy blue guy

And two OCS

(the OC art was drawn by the lovely @simple-persica !! Please go check them out!!!)

Anyways gender Envy is incredibly silly lol

[xexpaguette]

My gift for @simple-persica in the @technoblade-gift-exchange!

Image description under cut!

Image Description: A drawing of Philza and Technoblade sitting on a couch in a living room reading 'The Art Of War'. The scene is lit by a warm light that presumably is coming from a fireplace, as well as the sunset outside that is obscured by a curtain. Technoblade has his hair in a bun, and hybrid features like large ears and a tooth sticking out of his mouth. He is dressed in a red cardigan and pink bunny slippers. Philza is leaning over to read the book, while wearing his regular clothing, which is a green jinbei worn with black pants and sandals. Both Technoblade and Philza have an emerald earring each. End description.

[sigyn-foxyposts]

Day 3 - Your favorite Sigyn fanart

I have so many and these aren't even half of them! I absolutely adore the art community here and the beautiful art work that is created.

It makes me feel less alone in having such an obsession with a character and constantly drawing them 🥺

Art by @logyn-only-fanart

Art by @dank-art

Art by @ofools

Art by @cosmic0artist

Art by @stranversagenda-blog

Art by @therese-lokidottir

Art by @simple-persica

Art by @useless-chan-draws

Art by @foxcakq

[vpofcookies]

Tagged by @transillumina (Hi! totally taking your current books as a rec list)

🌊3 ships: I can't really think of any? I'm more invested in how characters would interact than specific ships. Definitely Jon/Martin TMA though.

⚓First ship: Uh, I can't remember, and ngl most of the shows and books I knew I cheered and clapped when they had friend or found family dynamics (hm... foreshadowing).

Actually, probably the girls in Barbie & the diamond castle. They were married for sure.

👀Currently watching: New Spy x Family season! I need to catch up on chainsawman though

🎬Most recent film: Across the Spiderverse as well :D

📖Currently Reading: The Girl Who Fell Beneath the Sea

🥦Currently Consuming: Burger and a non-alcoholic Shirley temple

🥞Currently Craving: Masoor Dal or Saag..... with extra naan

Tagging @simple-persica and anyone else who wants to!

[what-when-where-and-y]

Hello @simple-persica !!! I was your Technoblade Gift Exchange partner! The quality tanked, so tap on it for better quality.

Your request was for art or character reference of general, dsmp, or origins Techno. The prompt you wanted was: A soft/peaceful Techno. A quiet moment by himself or with friends, (or his animals, they count too).

I hope this artwork fulfills your hopes! Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!!!

[shu-dzhoker]

@simple-persica

[xexpaguette]

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Technoblade Gift Exchange for @/simple-persica

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[paranormalstopsign]

Did I impulsively draw @simple-persica​‘s Nevada? Yes. I love this Nevada and she is a lil’ gremlin. She will raise chaos if given the chance. 

Do not repost or use unless you are simple-persica. (reblogs are okay of course)

[ask-thejokers]

((Found this and I thought it would be fun to do for both Muse and Mun! So Here's the link!

@of-cards-and-souls @thespadiankingpearl @hylias-commonwealth @cardverse-royality-and-rouges @simple-persica and anyone else who wants to do this! <3

[grimanonrexwrites]

New tag game- “I want what they have”

Please feel free to add whatever you want, and this is for relationships, family/friend dynamics, and gender identity (looking at you Rico for that last one)

I shall tag @vattenkokare @nordicsawesome @simple-persica @darcymariaphoster @randomw07 @lumassen and @nikitynakity

[kitkat-the-muffin]

I was inspired… shoutout to @simple-persica @95jezzica and the gang™ for assistance getting these photos lol

Youtube version

[sigyn-foxyposts]

I'm truly sorry for tagging everyone, I just wanted you all to see and know I've been included!! I hope that's okay ✨💚

@piratespacex @ryebread-x @bowldrips @depleti @hechizero-emplumado @jonquilclegane @nanigram @rachelillustrates @strandedinmidgard @simple-persica @cosmic0artist @dank-art @therese-lokidottir @amphibifish @that-guy-in-the-chiton @foxcakq @officialjellydoughnut

"Sigyn in media"

A little something dedicated to Sigyn.. I'm honestly surprised no one has done this trend yet?! (On tiktok mostly, because that's where it's from) I'll be most likely be making more of these for other deities depending on how much I can gather :) Credit to all artists, paintings, music and books alike! <33

[shu-dzhoker]

Okay, I found this!

Hallmark movie!!! But it's a Vladimir and Maxim! (I couldn't find the name Maxim so I just went with Andrew-)

Tagging @pearlsongfromstuff @frischkasekuchen @cooloclown @simple-persica !

[stab-the-son-of-a]

U-Nope-corns

No. 8 EVERYTHING HURTS AND I’M DYING Stomach Pain | Head Trauma | Back from the Dead

CW: a character expresses desire to not be alive, and makes an effort to that goal, but in context it isn't overtly suicidal. Still, be cautious.

Persica carefully worked on Scamp, not allowing her panic or desperation to influence her precision. Magic flowed from the well in her soul to the gaping wound in Scamp’s. She held the edges - she did not think about the fact that there was a hole in her friend’s soul, that their very essence was fading away in her metaphorical hands - together with every last ounce of determination in her body.

Not too far away, just out of reach of interference and just within the bounds of acceptable, Fleck watched Scamp’s too still form intently. “Please,” he whispered, as if Scamp could hear him so close to the Brink. “Please don’t leave me.”

Tuning his quiet begging out and certainly the soft sound of tears, Persica instead refocused entirely on stitching together the hole. They had been run through with the horn of a beast of purity. Scamp, always wanting to document the habits of every last magical animal they came across, had gotten too close. With unicorns, it was a simple matter to determine too close- so much as a glance in their direction. Persica should have discouraged their curiosity long before it caused issue, but she’d indulged Scamp instead. Perhaps she had pitied the fact they were so far from home.

Persica thought it was truly the greatest, and cruelest, prank on humdrums of all time that unicorns had the reputation of being shy, noble creatures of myth in their world. The truth was much darker and bloodier, as Scamp could now attest to.

Scamp had only just gotten their feet wet in understanding this new world they’d fallen into. Yet another cruel prank of fate, Persica mused as sweat beaded on her brow. Just as Scamp had seemingly made peace and formed bonds, a unicorn had to ruin it all. 

Fleck whimpered in fear or pain or grief, or maybe all three. Her attention slipped and so did her grip on the thread piecing Scamp’s soul back together.

“Fleck, if you don’t shut up,” Persica hissed as she hurried to hold the edges of Scamp’s soul once more. Performing magical surgery was child’s play, but only on another conjura. A healer as skilled as herself could easily piece together even an imp’s soul with only a half thimble of magic. But a humdrum? Oh that was another matter entirely. Almost literally.

Persica managed to slow the ebb of Scamp’s very essence from its steady flow to the Brink, but only that much. She couldn’t stop their soul from dissipating. She couldn’t stop them from dying.

And then Scamp was in the Brink. Their soul was gone from this plane. Gone from their home plane and now this one too. On the table, Scamp’s body went still and silent, even their labored breathing ceasing. 

“No!” Panicked, Persica closed her eyes and thrust her magic into the Brink.

It felt like plunging into the ocean, with ice all around her and in her every sense. It filled her from the inside and pressed against her being from without. Choking on nothing and yet everything, she didn’t allow herself to hesitate. She spread herself out like a net and yanked.

The way Scamp’s nose crinkled when they laughed, she captured. The way their eyes brimmed up with tears long before they ever admitted to them. Their humor, their smile, the scraps of hopes and dreams they had shared. She captured all of them.

She dragged herself back from the Brink, still carrying Scamp within her hold, scrambling and fighting for every foothold and purchase, because the Brink was a greedy thing.

With echoing, twin gasps, Persica bolted upright from where she’d slumped against the table when her soul had left her body, and Scamp arched their back like a cat’s spine bowing. Fleck had one set of hands on Scamp’s wrist and arm, and his other on either side of Persica’s jaw, desperately clinging to the both of them.

“You- oh you’re back- oh thank- oh Gods never do that to me again,” Fleck sobbed. He seemed not sure whether to stare at Persica or to bring their foreheads together, but the naga had his tail wound around her waist protectively.

That was when the screaming started.

“Put me back! What did you do?! Put me BACK!” Scamp shrieked, the sound unholy and ragged with equal parts rage and grief. “Let go– what did you do?!” They kicked and thrashed, dislodging Fleck’s hand readily, and all but threw themself to the ground. 

“Scamp, you’re safe,” Fleck cried, desperate to soothe them. “You’re fine now!”

That only served to enrage them further. They howled, “I hate you I hate you I hate you! I hate both of you!”

Persica could scarcely feel her legs. Disconnecting her soul and her body left her still numb and disjointed, so she could only watch in horror as Scamp picked up the nearest sharp implement - the scalpel she had used to carve the magic rot away from their wound - and turned it toward their throat.

With a wordless scream, Fleck tackled Scamp to the ground, three hands on their shoulders, and the fourth pinning the hand holding the scalpel down at the wrist. 

“Scamp, please, please calm down, it’s for the best,” Fleck assured them, or at least tried to. Tears streamed down his face and dropped onto Scamp’s, mingling with their tears. 

“I want to go back,” Scamp sobbed as they released their grip. “Why didn’t you let me go?”

Her legs still mostly numb, Persica forced herself to stand and woodenly stagger over to Scamp. She drew their head into her lap and cupped their face, while Fleck sat back to wind himself around their lower half and to hug them around the waist. 

Scamp still felt deathly cold to the touch, and their chest heaved with their ragged breathing, but their heart remained silent and still. 

“It was so beautiful,” Scamp whimpered. They closed their eyes and sank into the dual embrace of their friends.