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[paarthursass]

❇️ Blight

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ty! i don't see a blight option so idk what that is referring to, but -

❇️ SPARKLE - what is their most prized possession? what do they value?

At a glance, Aurel seems extraordinarily materialistic; he likes to wear fine clothes, he enjoys bedazzling himself with sparkling jewels, and he always takes great pleasure in finding good wine and food for them to enjoy out on the road. But these objects are fleeting; Aurel knows they can be replaced with relative ease. What Aurel truly values are items that cannot be replaced.

A simple worry stone, carved from the mountain of Aurel's home.

A signet ring, bearing the mark of a drow house. Aurel claims he holds no allegiance to the blood relatives he never knew, but still he keeps this ring on a chain, hidden underneath his tunic. And sometimes he will look at the ring, and he will think about the male drow his father found; dying from a purple worm's toxin, crawling out of the Underdark, with an infant Aurel strapped to his back.

A pair of round spectacles, fitted for a gnome's face. The glass lenses are broken, and the metal frames are warped and bent from flame. He keeps these in his pocket, and will often reach in to touch the metal as he thinks about the first man he loved.

[noodles-and-tea]

You’ve just got this real magic, capturing the sunshine summer of childhood in the tiny Pines twins. Like I am fully convinced I could show the overcast sky one of your pictures of Stanley and the sky would be like. Pack it up clouds, time to get back to the sun.

Ohh thank you :(((((

[shushmal]

okay but a like post-series fic i want that's like: steve harrington being the only man left in hawkins fighting monsters

and not like a 'everyone died, last man standing' way but just. they beat it back, the story ends, nice little tie-up and neatly concluded, eleven loses her powers because their world is completely cut from the other. and life goes on. eddie (yes, eddie lives au don't fight me) goes off with his band, robin-nancy-jargyle off to separate cities for college. the kids go to high school, graduate high school, and scatter across the country. joyce and hop buy a beach house far-far-far away from goddamn hawkins indiana.

steve though. steve stays. he does it too without comment, takes all their calls telling him all these amazing things. the years pass. the calls are fewer and far between. he's mostly in contact with only dustin and robin. except robin's out of country doing some crazy temp job in some remote country, she never catches him at home right now so just leaves him messages. and it takes a couple of weeks for dustin to realize he hasn't gotten steve on the phone.

frantically he calls around "have you heard from steve???" except the most people talk to steve anymore is like phone calls during holidays and holy shit what could have happened??

and what if it's back?

cue everyone who can in that moment, rushing back. eddie hopping on a flight from fucking london direct to indianapolis somehow, heart in his throat. he manages to meet hopper in the airport and they pick up max and dustin at the bus station.

they get to hawkins that is even more different that what they left. a smaller town, a town that shuts down completely when the sun sets. it's creepy and deserted.

except for the fucking upside down monsters of course.

and they're in their stupid little rental in front of this demogorgon and they're screaming but then the thing just goes splat on the concrete and steve fucking harrington is blinking owlishly at them.

"Oh, hey guys!" he calls jogging up to the driver's side window. "Wow, what brought you back down this way? You should have told me, I would have told you about the curfew!"

turns out steve just forgot to pay his phone bill that month, didn't even realize he was missing calls and he's been fighting monsters the entire time because actually they WEREN'T cut off from the upside down at all and he's just been casually fighting monsters for the remaining hawkins residence—the whole town knows now and steve's the guy you call when you have a monster problem

sidebar: WAYNE still lives in hawkins, and he and steve are best friends, eddie munson you are gonna LOSE YOUR MIND

[cumcov3redangel]

patiently waiting to see you hump your squishmallow

He’s a wolf squishmallow his name is Ryan :)

[littlecrittereli]

Wanted to doodle some comfort bros to balance out the angst of my recent posts lol

Hey pookies! Just wanted to say I really appreciate all the love and support I've been receiving lately for Decoded! I always love your comments/asks/fanart/memes, it genuinely has been bringing me so much joy and I'm so grateful for it <3

I know I said I had a lot of art to post (and then proceeded to post none of it LOL) I'm just a little overwhelmed rn with some life stuff so sorry for the wait! I also have a lot asks that I haven't gotten to and I apologize for that as well!

Trying my best to keep up, but I haven't had a lot of time recently. Art's gonna be a little delayed, but don't worry Chapter 8 is still gonna come out this Saturday as scheduled!

[rockdrop]

Another one

So I'm sure I'm not the only one who thought of this, but it's pretty safe to assume Kanade's mood can be influenced by sounds (hc: that she hears musical hearing and all, which means even pretty quiet sounds can count)

Let's say: Kanade hears a music box - she immediately becomes soothed, or a fork accidentally brushing against the plate and making a screech - it makes her brain hurt, and so on.

Now imagine, this rare occasion, where it's just her and Mafuyu. Kanade has just been rambling overall but is immediately abrupted by...

A giggle, a very soft but genuine laughter coming from her friend. That right there? Made Kanade want to hear it more, not only did it show Mafuyu healing but as a whole it felt like music to Kanade's ears. She needed more.

Ever since she'd always have this "Get Mafuyu to laugh" mission at the back of her mind, pretty certain it would escalate it into heartwarming situations :3

- Xenon

knmf stop being so cute challenge impossible/!?!?

I couldn't help but remember that TikTok thing where an influencer asks random people what they're listening to

[kkoct-ik]

yttd doodle requesties from today

[gd-dollopole]

I should find another hobby

Anyway, if Merlin was set in modern times, Arthur would have called Merlin his “gay awakening”.

[boughclan-clangen]

six clangen characters meme except i did 7 and ALMOST did another one but i ran out of steam hahaha so hopefully a doodle of my fursona in the empty space suffices.

left to right, up to down, we've got:

dr. frecklesmoke from @uss-echo-clangen

blizzardfawn from @direclan

zinniaspirit from @sapling-clangen

moorsnow from @splinterclan

iciclepaw from @a-song-upon-the-waves-wishclan

ospreystorm from @the-tale-of-stingrayclan

shadowdive from @salt-clangen

thank you to everyone who made suggestions!! i had so much fun drawing these characters!

[souvenir116]

the way Charles grins and turns his head away everytime he catches Max looking at him while Max tries to act indifferent... something so high school coded about them

[basketobread]

my dumb fuck ass just spent 30 minutes trying to find Save Us White Girl and caved and "help white girl bg3" immediately returned it via google,,,,, had help white girl, white girl help stuck in my head,,,,,

THIS MADE ME LAUGH SO MUCH TBH I CANNOT BELIEVE IT CAN IMMEDIATELY BE FOUND LIKE THAT???? everyday this comic finds its way back to me and i'm unsure if i'll ever be able to outdo it... it might be my magnum opus, i fear... (this is a good thing)

[mikacanica]

If you're taking ofmd requests, could you please do ed giving steed a rose and then they peck on the cheek or something. I just feel like that would be cute. Np If you're busy though 😊 (I love your stuff btw)

in love 🥰

I wish season 2 had more of the quiet tender moments. It wasn't a big deal to have so much missing since I thought season 3 would make up for it but then we got canceled *sob*

[reegis]

hi since you have out on the brain and i wont be inflicting it on you here's a headcanon of mine:

after nastya leaves, aurora stops talking entirely

[lazybakerart]

plopping all these billiam (and stebe) sketch-requests back online <3

[collophora]

Fics rec of the week is the amazing survival horror "Cost" by @clownery-and-fuckery on AO3 It's really gruesome space horror, with character development just right, with a focus on Echo&Crosshair relationship. I recommend reading it while listening to Deadspace's soundtrack. I've never felt so sick in my stomach reading a fic éuè <3 Thank you again, author, I hope more people will discover it! Go read ittttt

[sweetieviktor]

viktor x lab partner! reader (headcanons + tiny scenarios)

summary: working with viktor and jayce is all fun until you start wishing your lab partner was well.. your partner.

content warning: minor spoilers about season 1, arc 2 and fluff!!

author notes: im sorry for the waiting!! life has been chaotic and im pretty busy doing things but i've managed to finally write down this adorable request yeey! hope you like it :D

» working with the hextech genius and piltover’s golden boy surely wasn't an easy job. high expectations, sleepless nights, doing experiments and calculations all day...

» at first, it was difficult to blend in as part of the group. jayce and viktor had been good friends for a long time now, and being added as a scientist alongside them in their own lab seemed like something experimental, almost incorrect.

» but things soon started to fall into place. and just like two plus one is equal to three, in the late hours was the time you all could be more free, more like your true selves. maybe it was the sleep deprivation, but it finally felt like there was a little place for you after all.

» whenever you needed to breathe a bit of fresh air and they were too focused on some research, you would go out and get them lunch on your way back. when you return to the lab, jayce would welcome you with a side hug and such a big smile that it could possibly blind you, while viktor would thank you with a little nod and a ghost of a smile on his lips.

» on these lunch breaks, it was common for you to talk about anything and everything that came to your minds at the moment. the hextec, politics and the council, how chaotic or abnormally normal life has been, literally whatever.

“i swear, i can't stand councilor hoskel anymore! why does he never listen to me but when mel says the same thing, then he is all ears?” jayce said while running fingers through his hair, smothering the mess to it place again.

“maybe because you can't verbalize things as good as her?” viktor suggested, tilting his head to the side, taking a bite of the cookies you've got for them earlier. “eeh, i mean, she works at the council for quite a time, right? you're still new to it.”

it was true, of course, but there was one thing they didn't consider yet. “or maybe you just ain't a woman!”

“surely a smart remark, i must say.”

“NO!”

» of course there were times where you could be more relaxed, but almost everyday was the same: calculation, experiment, malfunction and all again. it was frustrating, but worth it. after all the failed prototypes and explosions (so many explosions), now it is finally working.

» also, going on all nighters is a common occurrence (but jayce can't work through the night, because in the day time he needs to attend on the council and can't be late, so the boy needs to sleep early) and when this happens, you often go get you and viktor a mug full of coffee and then continue working on whatever you've been up to.

» oh, and the hexcore. magic and science at once. runes and mathematics all together, the almost impossible and so ethereal dream.

» to be able to study it this close was one of the best things that happened to you, to see, understand and manipulate hextech was incredible. the soft blue light it casted on the lab walls was beautiful, but to see it shine against viktor's skin was a delightful sight.

» his disheveled hair, dark circles, cheek bones. all of the shadows in the right places. the shining amber eyes, his nose and, oh, janna, his mole, the one just above his lip. it drives you insane. like it was luring you into locking your lips on his.

“why are you looking?” he asked, still focusing on the source of the light in front of him, molding its runes, the core moving along it. “studying?”

“yes, yes!” your tone more high pitched than you intended to. shit. “just studying the... hexcore.” you tried to remain your voice at a normal level again, inhaling and exhaling to calm down.

pulling his goggles up, he let his head fall back, laughing, “i'm just messing with you,” he looked at you from between half closed lashes, smirking, “good to know you like to study this.”

» the stealing glances, the absolutely profissional soft touches, the desire for something more, something you couldn't quite have. godness, if you could use hextech to solve your love equation, you would. maybe it would be easier to focus on work with a little magic.

» but it was so hard to focus while he kept looking at you like this, calling your name so sweetly, brushing his fingers on yours whenever you handed him something. you were head over heels for him but why does it seemed so hard to just tell him how you felt?

» again, this love equation was a confusing one, but you wished that the cup of sweet milk you left alongside a little sticky-note saying “you + me = date?” for him to find on his workplace was enough to be called a confession.

» now, you were almost ready to head home, but first you needed to look for jayce and update him about the research you've been working on lately.

» and after doing so, you headed towards the academy's lockers, unlocking yours, sending the same sticky-note you left on the lab flying to the pale ground. when you picked it up, you noticed some words written just below yours. “this is an easy one! the answer is yes. so... at the coffee shop near the academy, at 4pm? – v.”