#the golden tentacles

[eraenia-era]

Taki

[whos-hotter-jjba]

Hottest Stand Battle - Preliminary Match 1

Stand abilities under the cut

Red Hot Chili Pepper: Red Hot Chili Pepper is capable of absorbing electricity to increase its raw strength and speed. Its strength is derived from the electrical currents through which it can travel.

The Grateful Dead: It has the simple but deadly ability to rapidly age any living organism, with the rate of aging being proportional to the organism's body temperature.

[toacody]

Makuta - Fully Corrupted

"Absolute power corrupts absolutely."

Source

Creator: Tjoco

[casetotu]

Been laughing at this for like 5 minutes 😭😭

[aseremofuzzbutt]

telegram sticker pack for Riley Wolfe pack 1 of 3.

[no-context-nonsense]

Sorry it's late, I was deep in reorganising a room no one uses while letting the dishes and laundry pile up

[fox-guardian]

had a very nice day today. did some chores i've been meaning to do, and i feel better for it (room is cleaner) got some soda can pop tabs from some trash my dad got (they are soaking rn they were NASTY) and i even got some silly stuff from the halloween store >:) and i had a cool outfit on the whole time WAHOO

[oakendesk]

book cover - The Tentacles 1950

Lou Marchetti

[inknanda67]

What If... If Mirtra found a friend who came from a modern world.

Translation of my horrible handwriting:

"my Queens" ( Arrows above the two surprised rabbits)

Mirtra and Moana: Oh!

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Mirtra: Moana!( The poor thing is very excited to show her wife to her friend )

Moana: Omg! Girl!

Andrea: Err... Babe.( Poor squid, he's just pulling Moana to try to protect his wife)

Have I mentioned that I love Moana? She is such a charismatic character! I love her and her husband!

And Ioooove like how me and @mimi-s-boudoir We have two rabbits completely in love with their spouses.( If you know what I'm talking about LOVE~♥️😈)

ATTENTION:

Andrea ( Moana's husband It's not Kallamar, he's just inspired by him, but he's not him!)

[whiteraven90]

A work in progress... I finally got around to updating Phoenix's visual design. The 2011 version I included is pretty dated. I still like how its tail burns my eyes to dust if I look at it for more than 5 seconds though. I want to keep that but also expand her eyeburning repertoire and maybe even give her 1 more human form design since she IS supposed to have a ton. I would include native form variants like... piebald and stuff; even for Griffin I thought a melanistic or golden form would be cute, but man is it a lot of work and not top priority either. Suffice it to say, they have more range than what I depict. We'll see how much energy I'll have - I'm on the fence about drawing her fave human form for the sheet because I have recent examples of it. I've been putting off updating her self-roasting turkey form because... well look at it Anyway, now I can say "I have a tentacle cock monster mural on my acid trip chicken's ref sheet"

[screeching-bunny]

Yandere! Townspeople Harem x Lucky Reader

Warnings: Obsessive Behavior, Yandere Thoughts, Bad Writing, Stalking, Possessive Behavior, Reader is Referred as ‘You’

A/N: I have no clue what I was on when I wrote this 💀. This is also inspired by a Reddit post I saw long time ago.

🌟 Yandere! Townspeople who are absolutely enamored by you and everything that you do. They treat you as if you are some kind of entity waiting to be put on a golden pedestal and paraded around town. You are essentially the town’s golden boy/girl/person, a mascot if you can even call it that. In their eyes everything that you do is inspiring and encouraged. It also doesn’t help that you were born with this amazing power that causes you to become extremely lucky. No matter the deed, every action was thrust into the spotlight as if it were a gracious gesture for the community's well-being. Take, for instance, if you ever fatally shot someone the townsfolk would erupt in applause, discovering the individual to be a notorious mass murderer and your action saved the town.

🌟 Yandere! Townspeople who can’t help but gush over every miniscule achievement that you got. You got a perfect attendance award? They wouldn’t expect anything less from you. Did you just get a participation trophy? Well they're cheering for you as if you just won the world cup. To say their actions are embarrassing is definitely an understatement. Everytime they cheer for you, you can’t help but die a little bit on the inside.

🌟 Yandere! Townspeople who absolutely cannot fathom the idea of you moving out of their town. They would much rather skin themselves alive and commit arson than to allow you to leave them. Everywhere you go, there will always be some form of eyes on you. There will always be some type of survance of you at any time of the day. Depending on the person, the townspeople's love for you can either be platonic or romantic. Basically half of the town wants to fuck your and the other half sees you as their beloved child or grandchild.

🌟 Yandere! Townspeople who may or may not be human. Like sure they might have the occasional human sacrifices but what town doesn’t!?!? This is totally normal behavior that people exhibit. What’s that? Did you just see a tentacle coming out from that woman over there? Nahhh. You must be imagining that! What a cute and overactive imagination you have there. In all seriousness, it would literally die for you. You're just a cutie patootie to them. Your small teeth are so cute compared to their razor sharp fangs. You know, you could really use that small mouth of yours and suck on their–

🌟 Yandere! Townspeople have a monthly ritual where they gather around to brag about all of the items that they stole from you. Never in your life will you see someone so happy to own a pair of used underwear that didn’t belong to them or some used pair of socks. If you looked up a textbook definition of “down bad” then a picture of the Yandere! Townspeople would be the first images to pop up. In your presence these people act as if they had never touched grass or seen the sun before. They all seem to have some type of mutual agreement that in your presence, they would try to act somewhat normal in order to not scare/scar you too much.

—

From a young age, your luck was apparent. In school, while others struggled with exams, you breezed through them effortlessly, always managing to stumble upon the exact answers needed to excel. Teachers marveled at your natural knack for stumbling upon solutions, even in the most challenging of situations. As you grew older, the extraordinary luck only seemed to amplify. Job interviews turned into job offers within minutes, as if the universe conspired to ensure your success in every endeavor. Colleagues joked that working with you was like having a lucky charm around, as projects that seemed doomed to fail miraculously turned into resounding triumphs whenever you were involved. It might seem great and all BUT DAMN WAS THIS LIFE SO FUCKING BORING!!!! Which is why you decided to spice up your day a little and rob a bank.

“Oh hello [Reader]! Is this going to be the usual procedure?” The bank teller asks you with a smile on their face as you hold a gun to their face. “You know… the weather is perfectly nice today. It would be a perfect day for a date don’t you think–”

Suddenly a thunderous crash was heard, the police burst through the bank doors, their badges glinting under the harsh fluorescent lights. Guns drawn and voices booming commands, they swept into the lobby, faces masked with determination. Until the police chief sees you and lets out a tired sigh, “Guns down everyone, it’s just [Reader].” A faint sound of disappointed groans can be heard from the crowd of bank patrons from the back. “Why are the police here so soon, I didn’t get enough time to admire their pretty face.” another voice could be heard, “For real, their never this fast in an actual emergency. I mean they only just shot and killed one person, it's really nothing to worry about like who cares–”

—

“You are free to go [Reader], again.” the police officer states as she releases you from your handcuffs. “Turns out the man that you shot ended up being a drug dealer. You really have a special talent for catching criminals don’t you. She states as she gazes at you with loving eyes. “You know I’m free after this shift, you think we can–”

Before she can finish her sentence you walk away with a dejected look on your face. You couldn’t believe how boring a day this turned out to be. Seriously, you wished that something exciting would happen in this town for once you think to yourself. Failing to notice a scene behind you. One that consisted of a bunch of monsters eating the souls of the innocent while on their knees for a statue that seemed to look like you. They all seem to be gripping onto something though– HEY, WAIT A MINUTE ARE THEY HOLDING YOUR UNDERWEAR!?!!?

[seven-gill]

Listener drawing is coming. Little delayed because I had accidentally deleted my original progress, and I was also struggling to get an expression I liked. Here’s a little sneak peek, alongside one of the versions I considered moving forward with. Was gonna be Listener after being upstaged by Whiteout but it wasn’t really working for me.

I also kept getting distracted cause I wanted to sketch other characters lol. Here’s some of those said sketches.

1. Coral and Anemone. I dressed Coral in a lot of…coral jewelry…alongside pearls, various sea critters, and golden strands of seaweed. Maybe she also has some coral colored markings because I like giving the tribes traits and colors outside the canon. Are they natural, or did she dye herself? Dunno. She’s almost identical to Tsunami, although she’s larger and has a longer, slender snout, and her colors are just slightly off. Different markings, too. I really liked Anemone’s colors here. Very pastel and pearlescent. I’ve given her curling horns and stripes that resemble anemone tentacles.

2. Gill, before his time in the arena. I like giving SeaWings facial hair made of fins and webbing and whatever else. He and Tsunami have the same facial structure, and Auklet has his colors.

3. Tsunami…again! This was to visualize her outside of my cover redraw. I gave her a different fin style and decided to push the wave motif. She’s got her father’s square chin/jaw, and his big round nose- a trait I gave to Turtle as well. She also has a stylish scar over her brow that she received from Gill in the arena. Her and Coral have similar patterns, but Tsunami lacks the extra coloration on her jaw (something I’ve also decided to cut from the cover redraw).

4. Blaze. I’ve drawn her before on my DA account, but I decided to make some changes. She’s got a color scheme closer to the graphic novel (mainly in the horns). I also wanted to give her pure black eyes this time around (I headcanon that SandWings find super dark eyes attractive) and a hint of pink in her scales. I think it’d be funny if Burn and Blaze looked similar. Similar in that they both have pinkish scales, blonde sails, reddish horns, and pure black eyes. Otherwise they’re completely different.

5. Burn. Disregard the anatomy pleeaaaase, I was not focusing on that when I sketched this out. Anyways, yeah. Burn is huge and absolutely SHREDDED. She wears scars like jewelry and her teeth are orange from how bloodstained they are. Her colors and facial markings are inspired by lions. I also added a bit of pink in her scales, too.

[leaghi]

BLINDED ☆⋅⋆ ─ l.hs

. . . ☆⋅⋆ ─ ON DATE NIGHT your boyfriend can't handle how pretty you are 𐙚 엔하이픈이희승 x fea!reader

(portfolio) WC: 1220 ⎯⎯ (❀) fluff, est. relationship, slightly suggestive at the end, nicknames, kissing (❀) ꒰ 恋する꒱ (❀) you're just so pretty i can't keep my hands to myself (❀)

SONGS: can't get you - jaehyun , love galore - sza/travis scott , our night is more beautiful than your day - njz

leighi : hi everyone! this is my first posted fic, so please enjoy and support ♡ i will be posting a lot more shortly :) have a lovely read

romantic!heeseung who's obsessed with you welcomes himself into the apartment, the clattering of his things ringing from the main entrance through the rest of the living space.

“baby, i'm here! you ready, girl?” heeseung called out, leaning against the wall with one hand as he kicked his shoes off. his wide bambi eyes searched for you, quickly stepping forward as soon as he could. all he wanted to do was see you.

hearing the back-to-back nicknames made your heart flutter. even after exactly four years of dating, he never failed to make you giddy. young and in love? yes, you were.

“yeah, i’m almost ready!” you called back, leaning toward your bathroom mirror to put the finishing touches on your outfit. you’d spent two weeks planning how you’d look, down to every freckle you carefully dotted across your cheeks and nose. your anniversaries with heeseung were always so special, and you wanted to look perfect for him.

“where are you?” heeseung laughed after searching for half a minute, waddling into your room.

you shoved the back to your earring on quickly, checking both ears to see how the arrangement you made finally looked together. it really was perfect.

“sorry, sorry. i was putting my earrings on,” you replied, an amused grin spreading across your face. you stepped out of the bathroom and walked over to your bed, grabbing your small handbag. digging through your nightstand drawer, you almost didn’t notice heeseung standing behind you. why?

he was frozen.

his heart pounded at the sight of you.

even without facing him fully, you had him completely mesmerized.

you wore a dusty light blue dress, the fabric hanging down in soft strips like jellyfish tentacles that floated with every movement you made. sparkles from the waist up shimmered under the golden light from your window.

you looked ethereal, and heeseung had no other words to describe it.

“y/n…” his voice was barely a whisper.

“hm?” you hummed, quickly closing the drawer, wallet in hand. you turned to face him, and heeseung just about had a heart attack.

it was the way your hair flipped over your shoulder, your bangs framing your face perfectly. the white bow tied at the back of your half-up ponytail, the soft curls at the ends of your hair bouncing with each movement. your eyes—big and mesmerizing. the gloss coating your lips, making them too pretty to kiss and ruin. except, that was all he wanted to do.

“you look—” heeseung’s voice caught, his hand quickly coming up over his mouth.

well, shit. he looked just as good.

his hair was styled, a middle part with the slight mullet in the back resting against his neck. his eyes were soft but drawing, a touch of makeup making them even more striking. the chapstick you gifted him—just a hint of red tint—pulled everything together. he decided to pamper himself, and wow, did it work well.

your eyebrows lifted as he stayed quiet, his gaze raking over you. you started giggling after a moment, and that’s what got him. your pretty teeth, the way your eyes lit up.

heeseung let out a breath, finally dropping his hand to his side. he walked up to you slowly, his hands reaching to settle at your waist protectively just like always.

“you’re staring,” you teased as your hands rested on his biceps, giving them a loving squeeze.

“damn right i am,” he muttered proudly, turning you from side to side to take you in from every angle. you laughed, letting him admire you, before swatting his chest lightly. heeseung chuckled, his eyes finally meeting yours.

“well?” you wanted to hear him say it, even if his reaction had already told you everything.

“you are the prettiest girl in the whole world,” he said slowly, pulling you close.

“thank you,” you murmured, voice small. tilting your head slightly, you let out a little hum, making his smile widen. heeseung expected you to brush it off like you usually did, but your shyness told him you still didn’t fully believe him.

“no, seriously,” he said firmly, his expression shifting into something deeper, something in love. “you are so beautiful, i’m being blinded.”

“‘blinded,’ hee?” you teased, raising an eyebrow.

“yeah,” he replied confidently with a scoff, dreamy-eyed. he pulled you in by your waist again and you instantly wrapped your arms around his neck. and when he leaned down and pressed his mouth against yours, you knew he was ruining your glossy, too-pretty-to-kiss lips.

you pulled back with a big smile, your cheeks pink and round. he reached up and poked your dimple, earning a laugh from both of you.

“wow, you really are gorgeous,” he repeated suddenly, breathless. his gaze traced over every inch of your face, the corners of his lips curling up more and more with each second. the love in his eyes made your heart thump wildly in your chest. he groaned softly and leaned back for a moment, his eyebrows lifting with an almost overwhelmed expression. “god, i love you, baby.”

he pulled you in for another kiss, and you just laughed, already knowing what was coming.

“i love you too, hee,” you murmured, welcoming his kiss.

then his arms tightened around your waist, and he began to press soft kisses along your jaw, under your ear, and down your neck. he mumbled sweet, endless things about how pretty you were and how much he loved you.

but suddenly, he paused, pulling back to meet your eyes. there was something playful in his expression as he bit his lip, eyebrows quirking up.

“what…?” you asked, your voice pitching higher, suspicion in your tone. you squinted at him as he turned you gently, his hands moving to the back of your dress.

“will i be able to take this off you tonight?” he asked, and you scoffed in surprise.

“heeseung!” you tried to turn to face him, but he held you in place, fingers trailing teasingly along the top hem.

“what?” he whined, pretending to be innocent. “i just don’t wanna ruin your pretty dress trying to get to your even prettier body.”

he finally let you turn, eyes glimmering with mischief as he searched your face for a reaction. you sent him a glare, but he only grinned wider, giggling at your flustered expression.

you glared harder. “try to touch the zipper and you’ll lose a finger.”

he gasped dramatically, clutching his chest. “so violent! but also… kinda hot?”

you rolled your eyes, trying to hold back a smile as he pulled you closer again, his hands wandering a little too innocently.

“you’re seriously not gonna let this go, are you?” you asked with an annoyed expression, half amused, half exasperated.

“not until i see what’s under that dress,” he whispered, lips brushing your cheek.

you put your hand on his chest, trying to push him away lightly. “we have a dinner reservation to get to, just a reminder.” you both knew that if he started with you, he wouldn’t be able to stop.

“oh, we’ll get to the reservation,” he murmured, his lips already finding yours again, his hands anything but innocent.

and just like that, he kissed you again—slow at first, just enough to have you both melting into each other’s hold while his fingers crept higher.

[dragon-ascent]

Rex Lapis used to meditate in peace. Used to.

Now that you’re here with him, you do everything in your power to make sure he gets zero peace up here in the mountains, getting his daily penance in. Why have peace when you can have fun?

It starts simple, with you gently carding your fingers through his long, silky hair. He sits, cross-legged, thumb and index fingers curled in meditative mudra. His eyes are closed, shutting out the mortal realm (and you) entirely.

But knock, knock, here you come. Gently, you tug on his hair. Not enough for it to cause discomfort, but just enough for it to be felt.

Nothing happens. The god carries on meditating.

You huff, but then run your fingers down his warm, toned arms, down the gilded veins…and begin to tickle him. “Try this on for size!”

Again, nothing. It’s like tickling a rock, the way his still stature and even breathing keep up like normal. It’s like he can’t even feel it.

You try tickling his torso. Nope. His neck. Nada. Even his feet…not even a ghost of a reaction.

He must be laughing internally at your pathetic attempts right now. You sigh and lean close to him.

“Thighs that can tempt the heavens,” you whisper into his ear. “Juicy thunder thighs. They make you want to go nom, nom, nom. I gots ‘em for you, big boy.”

His eyelids twitch, but he continues to maintain his zen.

Alright, switch tactics. “Wriggly, wriggly sea creatures…squirmy, slimy, gooey…tentacles everywhere… slimy slimy icky icky…”

“Darling,” he warns, but still doesn’t open his eyes, his lips parted halfway through a chant lost to the wind.

Egged on by this, you add, “Icky slimy gooey sea creatures! Squids and octopi wriggling all around you, coming for that lovely face of yours!”

Unfortunately, he’s regained his composure, once again having lulled himself into zen.

Defeat almost scoops you up in the tranquil that follows, but then you grin again, eyes sparkling with rekindled mischief. “Oh wowie! Isn’t that the Hydro Dragon from Fontaine? He looks sooooo handsome!”

That gets him to open his shimmering golden eyes and glance around at the serene nothingness, before fixing you with an intense look that promises he shall deal with your antics in a way you would do well to remember.

[zaahvi]

he's blighted. he's evil. he's 8 feet tall and made from magical blue goo. he's a manifestation of tyranny. he has big droopy elf ears and pretty golden eyes. he thinks his dragon shrunk in the wash. he has killed, by my count, 66 titans. he doesn't feel stress. he doesn't ask questions. he's the first elf guy ever made. he breaks out from the cringe jail he slept in for several thousands of years and immediately becomes obsessed with and down bad for the idiot loser that accidentally freed him. he puts his scribe in a blight cyst in italy. he has erased entire emotions from existence. he uses a glamour to look pretty. he transed his archdemon's gender. he loves and supports his tentacle monster sister and her horrors. he attempts to cheer her up by suggesting she give his dragon extra mouths. he goes batshit insane after she dies and rains fire on an island so hard it turns to glass. he is, canonically, packing. he may or may not be wearing a wig. creative director john epler can't stop talking about how vain he is. his gaze softened when he looked at rook. he wants them so bad even ghilan'nain calls him out on it. he forgot how to speak in the hallelujah cadence. he cucked solas. he sucks.

the man of all time. to me

[kdpartworks]

How did the other gods react to Cloudysseus' Fancfic??? Can't tell if Poseidon & Zeus either be SHOCKED, DISGUSTED or even EMBARRASED when they found out about that one bit....

Zeus: *Amused, pride, but also...* "EEEW, NOT POSEIDON!" *But still keep reading intrigued*

Poseidon: "That's disgusting. Absolutely disgusting. I wouldn't use my tentacles for... Oh. Yes. Maybe this way..." *embarassed but taking notes trying to be sthealthily*

Hades: *Massaging the bridge of his nose* "You know what? I've read worse, expecially written by Zeus About himself simply going out for a walk and suddenly turn himself into golden rain."

Hera, Persephone and Amphitrite during a girly nights out, reading the fic loudly: "AND THEN... HE LOOK AT ZUZU'S EYES AND WITH PASSIONATE VOICE DONDON SAID *Amphitrite took a deep breath, trying not to choke on laughter* "SPICY." *very copious laughter, Hera almost fall from the chair*