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[strangefable]

can i get micah for the oc questions please~?

thank you, verb! <3 <3

01. Full name: Micah Hale Duncan

02. Best friend: Nick Rye, Boomer. formerly it was various dogs she's had throughout her life, as well as a few other wild critter friends. Nick's the only human she's ever counted as anything that close

03. Sexuality: Bisexual

04. Favorite color: Blue, specifically the exact blue of John's eyes

05. Relationship status: It's Complicated™ (That's an understatement of the situation, tbh)

06. Ideal mate: John Duncan Seed

07. Turn-ons: confidence, vulnerability, swagger, blue eyes, beards, aggressiveness, intelligence, wit, being swept off her feet, romance, single-minded focus, being the center of her lover's attention, (one might say someone who's obsessed with her), violence, being desperately wanted and needed

08. Favorite food: she's not really that particular, food is fuel first and foremost, taste isn't something she puts much thought to. that said, her favorite meals are the intimate ones she and John cooked alone together in Atlanta

09. Crushes: John. Joey Hudson. she felt a jolt of attraction to Kim the first time she saw her, but shut it out for Nick's sake. she low key thinks Faith is cute too

10. Favorite music: country, gospel, folk, general backwoods vibes. she was raised in Hope County, after all. she also learned to like some hiphop and R&B in Atlanta, as well as jazz and orchestra/symphony. but she mostly likes a simple tune

11. Biggest fear: being unloved and misunderstood forever; anything bad happening to John, or his being mistreated

12. Biggest fantasy: the life she and John had planned in Atlanta, before Joseph showed up (she didn't know about Joe at the time). they were getting married, and she was going to move up to being John's socialite wife as he became a partner at his firm. they were going to conquer the world together. the truth is, being John's is still the thing she wants most

13. Bad habits: loving John is probably her worst one, otherwise it's her sleeplessness, her restlessness, her determination to carry every burden alone, to trust no one, to be so fiercely independent and aloof. she's also got a temper and a stubborn streak

14. Biggest regret: when John disappeared, she didn't do anything. she knew something was up, but she let him keep his secrets instead of forcing it out of him. she wishes she fought harder back then, but she was too young to know how at the time

15. Best kept secrets: her past with John from the resistance, the resistance's plans from John

16. Last thought: her last thought is always about John

17. Worst romantic experience: every date she attempted to go on after John disappeared; she couldn't stand anyone else for very long. she could've made a real go with Joey, if the woman hadn't shot her down point-blank

18. Biggest insecurity: oh she's a bundle of them; she knows she doesn't fit in, doesn't really understand normal social customs. her education is inconsistent and weird, her competencies in normal things are low. she also thinks she's not very pretty, too hawkish and masculine and muscular and tall and the resting bitch face.

19. Weapon of choice: silent and deadly. sniper rifle, bow and arrows, any gun she has must have a silencer to muffle her shots as much as possible. she likes the distance and taking her time, though she's lethal with a knife or her bare hands as well. she's intensely trained for killing, even before Jake's trials

20. Role Model: her father, whom was a hard and distant man, but who taught her everything he knew and loved her in his silent way. also, John, who taught her almost everything else she ever learned

[buttonheart]

Fashionistas

[chocostrwberry]

Are you going to do Mayura soon?

I was gonna redesign her anyways from my first design!!

She’s probably just like regular Nathalie: Silent and hauntingly beautiful.!

[pixelglam]

Housewarming Party in the Hamptons 🥂

Valerie and Robert hosted a delightful housewarming party to celebrate their new home in the Hamptons. The gathering was intimate, with close family and friends filling the backyard of their Long Island property.

Among the guests were Valerie's parents and sister, who made the trip all the way from Vermont to join in the festivities. The afternoon was filled with conversation, laughter, and quite a few glasses of champagne, marking a beautiful beginning of the couple's new chapter in the Hamptons.

[httyd-art-requests]

Concept art light fury? She fits in so well, I wish we got to see her

EXCELLENT REQUEST!!! I love this thing so much, look at her widdle face

Dragon #118 - Concept Art Light Fury

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[phykoha]

I feel like people should draw Frida however they like for forever. Crazy thought I know.

real and true. also speaking of Frida

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

Hello may 31th anon! Look at that, another year behind us and a new one to come. Have a nice day! ₍՞◌′ᵕ‵ू◌₎♡

[basketobread]

I would love to know the relation between goofball bucktooth clap clap Lunara and drenched in blood bug eyed Lunara

TLDR; She has whimsy in her heart despite her love of violence! (Much more detailed lore/character ramble below ^_^)

I am so glad you asked, anon! They’re the same person. Both have always been Lunara. And that’s why I’ve always enjoyed her character so much out of my main 4 characters.

Having grown up in such a violent cult-like environment, it’s only natural that she’d still have SOME remaining mindset lingering in her. Only, it’s not the cult of Lolth that she reminisces or holds on to, it’s the violence. It’s what was fun. It was what she knew.

When she escaped the Underdark, it wasn’t because she wanted to live a life of peace... It was because she wanted to live a life for herself. Now that she lives on the surface, although she can’t be AS violent as she used to be, she’s discovered SO many things she had no clue about back at home.

The moon, the sun, the stars, the sky… All the trees and fresh air… These were the things she’d only heard of vaguely through stories. But now she’s seen it for herself. And she loves them. She thinks they’re weird… but she loves them. And that fills her heart with whimsy and light.

So yeah, she may be a little creepy… violent… and perhaps a little cannibalistic! ^_^; But she is happy to have found a new world. And she only survived this all because her journey to the surface lead her to Selûne (this was an accident. She had meant to find an Eilistraee temple and landed at the wrong moon goddess’ front steps LOL but that’s a story for another day) but she is happy nonetheless… And that’s how both exist. <33

[blushweddinggowns]

Prompt number 2 bc I’m praying for more jealous Steve content. Bc Eddie can be so oblivious and Steve can be such a bitch and those things are so important to me

Eddie was a glutton for self-punishment, that was the only reasonable explanation he could come up with on what the fuck he was doing here. Sitting at some random gay bar as he watched the man he loved dance the night away with his bestfriend.

He just had to volunteer to be their designated driver. Maybe it was stupid, but Eddie thought that y'know, a gay bar meant that no he would not have to watch Steve flirt with some randos. But he forgot the small detail that bisexual people existed. And he had seen at least three damn girls slip Steve their number.

Which was just...so fucking cruel. Why did life always have to do him so dirty? Eddie had thought that maybe...if they went to this type of place together Steve's mind would open up a bit. A stupid fucking thought honestly. Based off of nearly nothing. Like, okay sure, Steve was all touchy feely with him sometimes. When he was high or drunk suddenly Eddie became his personal chair. And he would say just...the sweetest shit. Going on and on about how happy he was to have met him, how he's so glad he's alive and well, how funny Eddie was, how nice and sweet and pretty and...and all of it had sent his traitorous brain into a tailspin that had him thinking he actually had a chance with a straight guy.

And the fucked up part was that Eddie had really tried to start doing the right thing. He put a little distance between them when he figured out that he was past a silly crush. No he was head over heels for the guy and he needed to get over it. Fast. And if he could just start saying no when Steve called to get high or have a few beers together he probably would have made some progress by now.

But no, he was still to eager for contact with him to say no. Which made him feel like a creep, always waiting around for Steve to be a little out of his mind just so he could get a hug.

When did he become so pathetic?

The only slight comfort he had tonight was the fact that he wasn't alone. It really wasn't fair to bring a straight guy to a place like this, but at least every guy who had eyes on Steve was going to have to suffer in silence with him.

And some of them were kind of cute. Cute enough for Eddie to try and use one as a distraction. He was sitting next to a preppy looking guy, talking to him a little bit. Maybe he shouldn't have set his eyes on someone that kind of looked like Steve, but fuck it. His name was Andrew, and he was nice, a good flirt. The perfect diversion for when Eddie could tear his eyes away from Steve.

And things were actually getting a little interesting with him. He had his hand on Eddie's arm, leaning in to loudly whisper everything he said in Eddie's ear. He was smiling at him, close enough for Eddie to see the pretty gold flakes in his eyes.

They weren't as pretty as Steve's but they'd do.

Andrew tucked a bit of Eddie's hair back behind his ear, leaning in again. But he didn't go for his ear this time, no, he was zeroing in right to Eddie's lips. Not that he was complaining, he let it happen, a sweet, light kiss that had zero time to escalate to more.

Because suddenly, someone was tugging at his arm, hard enough to force Eddie's whole body back, nearly out of his chair. He blinked, more than a little startled to see Steve coming out of nowhere, clinging onto him with that stupid, gorgeous smile.

"Eddieeee," Steve whined, completely ignoring Andrew's presence, "Robin ditched me to make out with someone in the bathroom."

Eddie couldn't help but smile a little bit, despite the fact that he was definitely interrupting what was probably the first good thing about this night. He glanced over at Andrew, who was staring at them, wide-eyed before saying, "Uh, I didn't know you had a boyfriend."

"I don't-"

"I can't hear you in here," Steve loudly interrupted, looking adorably confused, "Come outside with me?"

If Eddie was smart, he would have gently pried Steve's hands off him before sending him off to find Robin. But...a drunk Steve was also a very cute and cuddly one. So fuck it, Eddie could find a rebound for his non-existent relationship next weekend.

He shrugged at Andrew, mouthing a quick apology at him before Steve started to drag him outside through the back door. Eddie half expected Steve to do his usual routine when he was toasted. Sweetly asking for a piggy back ride that Eddie literally could never refuse before falling asleep on his back. Then he'd get him in the car, wrangle Robin from wherever the hell she was, and they'd be off.

But the second they were stepping outside Steve was straightening up and stepping back, to Eddie's immediate confusion. He leaned against the wall, glaring at Eddie in a way he had never seen. Or at least directed at him.

"So," Steve started, his tone way too close to how he sounded when one of the kids pissed him off, "Who was that guy? You looked pretty cozy in there."

Eddie's brain was still struggling to catch up to the change in atmosphere here. But he tried to answer anyway, "I mean we were but-wait. Why are you not drunk? You were literally just-"

"It's called acting dipshit," Steve mumbled, crossing his arms in front of his chest. Which ow, rude. But his next words hurt even more, "Not like I have a choice, since you only seem to like me when I'm fucked up."

Eddie could feel his heart stop in his chest. He didn't-oh no. Oh god. Steve figured out he was a creep. A creep who was probably moments away from getting his ass handed to him.

Eddie swallowed, at a loss for what to say. But he still tried, "I-look dude it's um, it's not like that. I didn't- I wasn't trying to make you uncomfortable-"

"Then why the fuck would you kiss another guy right in front of me?"

Okay. That was enough of that. Yes, Steve could be mad about him being creepy, but no he couldn't be mad over having to bear witness for a gay kiss at a gay bar, "Well if I had known that you were apparently only okay with seeing girls kiss each other I wouldn't have come out tonight at all! Honestly Steve, how can you even say that? Like that is some real dumbass levels of homophobia, even for you. I thought the King Steve thing had died-"

"Shut the fuck up oh my god," Steve hissed out, "Are you really that damn dense? That's what you think I'm upset about? Are you fucking kidding me? And I'm the dumbass?"

"Then why are you mad?" Eddie half asked, half yelled.

“I’m not mad," Steve seethed, like he didn't look about five seconds away from choking Eddie out, "I...I just think you can choose better people to kiss.”

Maybe he really was drunk after all. Because now he wasn't making any damn sense.

Eddie pinched the bridge of his nose, beyond frustrated, "Who Steve? Like, I'm sorry to break this to you but not all of us can fucking look like you do alright? We're not all charming, golden Adonis basketball players okay? And sometimes you need to take what you can get. And there was nothing wrong with Andrew-"

"You think I look like a golden Adonis?" Steve interrupted, a weird expression on his face. He looked almost...hopeful? But that didn't make any sense.

"That's what you got out of that?" Eddie asked, exasperated, "I-come one dude. You know you're hot. But that's not my point."

"Well it's mine!" Steve groaned. He was biting his lips, a very distracting nervous habit that Eddie had picked up on, "Because what the fuck are we even doing? You think I'm so hot, so charming, so great, and you decide to kiss someone else in front of me? What the fuck is that? Do you like seeing me jealous? Do you get off on me pining? Please explain."

You see, that was the funny thing about Eddie's brain. One second he was lost, staring at Steve's red, bitten lips, and the next he was desperately trying to catch up with what just came out of his mouth. All of it the perfect blend to effectively shut his brain off completely.

Eddie stared at him, his words as dumb as how his face probably looked, "I-what? Huh?"

Steve narrowed his eyes at him, "Are we really doing this? Are you going to pretend like it's all in my head?"

"I-no. I just-please explain," Eddie is pretty damn sure he had never stuttered through a sentence that hard in his life.

"I've been coming on to you for months and you just keep giving me all of these mixed signals and..." Steve sighed, looking away, "I'm so sick of it Eddie. If you don't like me just say that! Stop whatever this is. Because it's mean and you know it. If you want a better option then just take it already and leave me alone."

He-what-that didn't even- Steve was straight, wasn't he? And now the stuttering had invaded his thoughts. Because if he actually understood all of that then...

He was the biggest idiot on the planet.

And his stunned silence was not helping anything.

Steve sighed, pushing himself away from the wall. He turned away, "I'm going to find Robin. We can just...act like this didn't happen I guess. I'm done."

Eddie had to give himself on thing, at least his body was working a lot faster than his brain. Steve barely had time to take a single step away before he was shooting his hand out to grab his wrist, stopping him in his tracks.

"I didn't know you were an option!" Eddie blurted out, his heart hammering in his chest, "I-Stevie I thought all of it was in my head. I-I thought that you were straight and we were just hanging out-"

"You think I sit in the laps of my other guy friends?" Steve asked, completely unimpressed, "While playing with their hair and calling them beautiful? Really, dude?"

Eddie nodded, sure and fast, "Steve, I had to do my senior year three damn times. I'm not always the smartest okay? And in my defense you never mentioned like dudes-"

"Yes I have," Steve interrupted, "When you came out to me, I told you to your face that I understand. That I could relate about hiding things and not talking about it. I literally said we were in the same boat. What else could that mean?"

Eddie remembered that, crystal clear. But..."I thought you were talking about PTSD, not secretly being into dudes."

"One dude," Steve corrected, but he was relaxing a little, thank fuck. Maybe Eddie could still fix this.

He took a deep breath, using his hold on Steve's wrist to pull him closer. His hands were fucking shaking, bad enough for Steve to almost certainly notice when he rested them on his hips.

This was it, he might as well be as clear as humanly possible, "I am so into you. Like a scary amount. Like I'm...borderline in love with you."

He was completely in love with him, but he didn't have the balls to say that bit out loud. He kept going, "And I didn't know you felt the same way. At all. Like I am dangerously close to having a stroke from hearing all of that. You kind of flipped my world upside down there."

Steve huffed out a laugh. Eddie may have fucked up everything leading up to this point, but Steve was eating his little speech right up. He shuffled a little closer, wrapping his arms around Eddie's neck with a small smile, "Keep going."

"I thought that I had no chance. I mean even tonight, people couldn't stop looking at you. And you got those numbers-"

"I threw them away," Steve interrupted, "You missed that part."

He had definitely missed that part, too caught up in his own head. But that didn't stop a smile from breaking out on Eddie's face, "Good. Because if you want me, you have me. I'm all yours, in any way you want me. Understand? Fuck, Stevie if I had known any of this we'd be the ones making out in the bathroom right now. And I'm sorry about..."

For the life of him Eddie couldn't remember his name, not when he had Steve smiling at him in his arms, "The other guy. But it literally means nothing to me. Not if I get to have you. Do...do I get to have you?"

Steve hummed, pretending to think about it while he played with a lock of Eddie's hair, "I guess that depends. Is making out in the bathroom still on the table?"

"Fuck yes it is."

Steve grinned, leaning up to press the sweetest little kiss to the side of Eddie's mouth, "Then I guess you have me then."

[chimchiri]

Out of all of the Mane Six, who would you say gives the best hugs? (Btw, love your art!)

For me it's a tie between two lovely women:

AJ is probably an obvious choice and she definitely gives BIG ENTHUSIASTIC AND WARM hugs. I imagine you immediately feel the energy and her love when she hugs. Also she's probably a big fan of swirling and spinning people around while hugging them.

But I think Fluttershy might be really underestimated too, with soft, comforting hugs. I think when you're feeling down she'd definitely give you the most comfort.

[allastoredeer]

HOLY FUCKING SHIT that Angel!Alastor design is SO FUCKING AMAZING!! 😲 Would his microphone cane have a different angelic variant, too? Gah, it's just such a damn cool character version I can't EVEN...

THANK YOOOOOOU (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)

I actually have an additional sketch of Alastor that kind of answers that question.

I gave him his regular cane, but I like Angel!Alastor having an old fashioned microphone with a cord that he could summon whenever he wanted. When he went down to Hell he swapped it for his microphone cane.

Haha the entire design isn't completely in this sketch, he's missing the eye designs XD

[helsensm]

Tada✨

I get the feeling your oc would get along really well with these two delinquents

asfdfHHHH LOOK AT THEMM 🥺😭 cuties! ty!! 💖

Saoirse would enter a big sister mode around these two, the “they did something stupid again and I will lecture them about that but I’m actually feeling proud” kind of sister. The overprotectiveness is part of the deal too.

Also Kung Jin is her favorite because I said so he looks just like one of the boys she grew up with (and because she can make fun of the Kungs twice as often).

[chocostrwberry]

I like to imagine that after Alya loses her miraculous, she goes full investigation and detective, doing all she can to figure out what Hawmoth, Mayura, and Volpnia (and eventually Madame Morphosis and Argos) are planning and where they could be operating from (since she can't really figure out their identities),

YOU GOT MY BRAIN THINKING!!

What if since alya loses the fox miraculous, she feels like she failed LB and her team. But she won’t just crawl into a hole and feel sorry for herself. She’s still going to do everything she can to help LB, even if she doesn’t have a miraculous anymore. Alya does this through increasing awareness about Hawkmoth’s influence over Paris!!

Maybe she transforms her already popular Ladyblog into an Anti-Hawkmoth platform. She links mental health resources, interviews conducted by her with victims of Hawkmoth, ways to identify an akuma butterfly, etc.!

This would really help LB because if there are less akumas being created, she can have time to recover from unification. And it would be harder for Madame Morphosis in Season 3 to find people to akumatize, but as an unexpected drawback, the ones she does create are extremely powerful because the victims were too emotional to resist.

I didn’t really think of her role after losing the fox miraculous and this is kinda perfect bc I love her so much!!

[fumifooms]

thanks for infecting me with marchil its so so fun to just see them pair themselves up in the background now

especially love how much she picks him up like a cat (and when he has the opportunity to do it to her too he just lugs her around like a sack of oats) gosh i love them they're so funny

YAAAAAA 🎉🎉 I’m so glad to hear it welcome to the sillies corner 🤝

THEY’RE SOOO SO FUNNY

They’re worsties that cannot get enough of each other

[httyd-art-requests]

Dunno if you've ever heard of Bambi lesbians (basically lesbians who prefer less sexual expressions of love- like cuddling ect.) But that flag on a terrible terror would be amazing! (No pressure obviously!!)

I've heard of them!! It's such an adorable name for this type of attraction, and the flag is absolutely gorgeous <3

Dragon #117 - Bambi Lesbian Terrible Terror

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[vynnyal]

Turns out Sunlit Trail isn't quite done just yet, so after all that they just send you to a dead end 😂