#~*I am the guardian (IC)*~
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oh hey! i was reading a fic the other day where Wangji was once misspelled as Wangu. which leads me to: MDZS Pingu-style??? noot noot!
Do you think love can bloom on the sea ice?
#mdzs#wei wuxian#lan wangji#digital art#Club penguin#ask#I've drawn a lot of strange crossovers for MDZS but this one really takes it up a notch#I saw this ask and thought “yeah why not. I've been meaning to do style studies. Let's experiment.”#And the moment my pen hit my tablet I was struck by the need to make it even worse.#Perhaps I am just nostalgic for club penguin and pengu but I think there is something magical about them holding hands.#Anyways I think younger WWX would have loved club penguin. It's the joy of the minigames and hanging out with your friends online.#Lan Wangji could never get past the fact the 'Ask your parent/guardian!' part of registration.#Either because he knew Lan Qiren would have said no *or* because he asked once and got turned down.#Lan Xichen probably was like 'Hey I can help you with that :)' to which LWJ said no because that was breaking the rules.#But if I *had* to put wangxian in a club penguin AU? Yeah 1000% it's LWJ as a mod and WWX as a notorious (nootorious) griefer.#WWX would be trying to speed run how fast he can get banned or how much he can get away with.#Getting removed and returning over and over earns him the 'necromancer of CP' title in the community. Loathed by many.#Meanwhile LWJ is about to seriously consider doxxing this guy just to get him to stop making his volunteer hobby less of a nightmare.#Cue 10 years later. They meet up on the ice flow on the last day before the servers get shut down. They have a genuine heart to heart.#Three years later on Club Penguin rewritten: two grown men decide to relive their childhood one more time.#Fate draws them to the same server.#I ask again. Do you think love can bloom on the digital sea ice?
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Throwback to the coldest bitch this icy moon has ever seen
Something I just realized. Kridis is holding swords in her Stomp animation and her meditation stance in the trailers but doesn't hold them in the game. She can summon the swords in a quick melee, but when she stomps, she doesn't hold them like in that last screenshot
#its weird how Kridis summons ice swords but Phylaks shoots from afar despite it being canon she would kill Guardians with her bare hands#kridis#destiny 2#eliksni#beyond light#fun fact: Ultra Eliksni bosses have two distincr stomp animations one where the fist goes straight up and stomp or where both hands come up#i am normal about the alien cat bugs i promise :)
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Groot's Sweet Treat
#marvel#i am groot#baby groot#groot#ice cream truck#I am groot ice cream truck#guardians of the galaxy#groot lovers#groot ice cream#Groot's Sweet Treat#disneyplus#disneyaddict#disneylife#disney
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" La! La! If you're having a bad time... you should seek my master at the Ivory Pagoda!"
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It's honestly Knuckles' fault for being the hot one in the group.
"...?!?"
He is...not sure how to take this. It sounds innocent enough, after all his internal temperature is always hot — it's why he's usually the heat source for others or can withstand the cold.
However, he had enough experience now with Rouge to know that could have a double meaning and probably does. Even if the echidna would have to argue he's not...hot? Least he doesn't think he is that hot. Not that he's about to argue that point right now.
For now, just...silent and confused.
#IC {Knuckles}#ask#answered#anon#anonymous#Knuckle's brain just record scratched so hard at this X'D#He is like 'On one hand...I am extremely warm BUT on the other...'#Confused guardian; he got caught off guard help XD
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Well Bass, slay I guess
" please don't encourage him..."
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rakis / the spider tag drop
the devil is a gentleman ( rakis. ) / my friend you're indentured and pleasure's exempt from your tenure ( rakis & the guardian. ) / i'm taking back the crown; i'm all dressed up and naked ( rakis musings.) / it's not easy facing up when your whole world is black ( rakis aesthetics. ) / i know you mean so well but i am not a vessel for your good intent ( general rakis ships. ) / trust me darling just like i trust you ( rakis ic.)
#the devil is a gentleman ( rakis. )#my friend you're indentured and pleasure's exempt from your tenure ( rakis & the guardian. )#trust me darling just like i trust you ( rakis ic.)#it's not easy facing up when your whole world is black ( rakis aesthetics. )#i know you mean so well but i am not a vessel for your good intent ( general rakis ships. )#i'm taking back the crown; i'm all dressed up and naked ( rakis musings.)
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✧ ♡
send ✧ & i'll bold all that apply to your museㅤㅤ∘ ˚ ( accepting )
bold is a definite. italics is a maybe/sometimes/depends on the situation.
I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. * ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧ I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧ I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).
*ㅤ" only if i had to. in like, y'know. ...another one'a those situations. "
#gnarledbite#━━ ˟ ⊰ ✰ answered: ic ⋮ i am a vulture that feeds on pain.#━━ ˟ ⊰ ✰ verse: fledgling.#their trust definitely wavered after the whole diablerie debacle but. i fully believe it's smth that gets built back up#him explaining things will undoubtedly be the thing that keeps them from viewing it as a betrayal#but the fact that he's already built up this vaguely guardian-esque relationship with them plays a part in that as well#ANYWAY. i just have a lot a lot a LOT of thoughts about these two & their relationship. i could write an essay lmao
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Just because I need to track this somewhere:
Writing Project To-Do List
-Finish JTSYS
-Knight/Prince AU
-Guardian Angel AU
-Retired Ballerinas Oneshot
-Ice Skating AU
#pluffie writes#ficplans#I might put off the guardian angel au for a WHILE despite how passionate i am about it because i think itll take a while and also#i think it will be difficult to execute how i want. so i feel i need to work my way up to it#knight/prince coming next for sure#ballerina oneshot will probably be next? but ive been in my feels about ice skating lately so who knows
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shame them! shame them! / accepting / anonymous
⚠️ so readily violent that I'm not sure Robbie and Purah didn't program them
Concept://excuse you! Terrako's inclination towards justifiable violence at any given moment is a product of their own very robust self-learning systems, not due to any Sheikah interference! Supplementary or otherwise. ( Their original programmers have been defunct for a long time, so they don't count. )
And what's to be concept://ashamed of about it? It's a valuable directive to have! Something learnt over years of observing organics, particularly the more diminutive ones, around it — it certainly gets the message across faster than any of its pitched beeps can.
#( ter.rako vc: i am very small. and i have no money. so you can imagine the kind of stress that i am under#aflksjkdg thank you for this!! <3 )#* guardian / ic.#* ic / answer.#* ic / short.#ao.c verse tbt.
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let me do what i do best. (blood moon? or maybe star guardian?)
"we're not that different," evelynn hums to her, leaning back against the railing of one of the many long abandoned buildings. the night's sky brushing alongside, a gentle embrace. "the desire to protect, but wary of the first star."
allowing a scoff, she shakes her head at the very name. there's always a bitterness that swells at the idea, the ever looming corruption that wishes to regain the shackles. her gaze casts aside, to the skyline of Valoran city, where it remains safe for another night.
pushing herself away from the railing she dusts her hands. "if this is your corner of the city, so be it." evelynn wears a challenging smile as she keeps walking, a hand waving as if she's dismissing her. "good luck convincing that to the new kids."
#» WHO DOES A GIRL HAVE TO KILL TO START ANOTHER RUNE WAR? ( ASK )#noxianwill#» HATE AND LOVE ARE JUST TWO WORDS FOR PASSION ( IC )#» V. { SG }#ummmmmmmmmmmm... i am not immune to star guardian#hello.. grabbing u
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Stolas tags
#STOLAS | 001. | I WAS BORN SICK BUT I LOVE IT ﹆ ic.#STOLAS | 002. | OWL IN A CAGE YOU SHOW YOUR AGE ﹆ vis.#STOLAS | 003. | I AM A GUARDIAN A WATCHER OF THESE ANCIENT RITES ﹆ abt.#STOLAS | 004. | I WILL BE CHASING STARLIGHT UNTIL THE END OF MY LIFE ﹆ isms.#STOLAS | 005. | ALL MY STORIES HAVE BEEN TOLD EXCEPT FOR ONE ﹆ aes.#STOLAS | 006. | IT IS EXPECTED AN OATH BY BLOOD TO HOLD THE TOME ﹆ hcs.#STOLAS | 007. | DON'T THREATEN ME WITH A GOOD TIME ﹆ desires.#STOLAS | 008. | I'LL PUT ON MY BRAND NEW SHIRT ﹆ wardrobe.#STOLAS | 009. | SO COME DANCE WITH ME ﹆ playlist.
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two little lines
toji x reader
in which you find out that you're pregnant and fear toji's reaction.
because of pregnancy this is technically an AFAB!reader, but I did my best to keep it gender neutral. though I did use the pet name "doll" (sorry it feels so toji), and I don't exactly know if it's gender neutral.
despite this technically being AFAB, if you're AMAB and want to read I am not here to yuck your yum.
wc: 1551
look at me mixing it up with a toji fic after three straight nanami fics!
pt. 2 pt. 3
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two little lines. all it took to seemingly destroy your entire life was two little lines on a pregnancy test.
sure, it had been two months since your last period, and sure, you were in a long-term relationship, so pregnancy was something that was technically plausible. however, you just couldn’t fathom how you had been so careless. i mean, having two kids was enough, but a third?
no, your husband was definitely going to leave you, and the thought of it made your heart clench.
‘fuck,’ you thought, vision blurring. ‘everything is just going to end because of two stupid fucking pink lines?’
you’re lucky toji was off on some other random bounty hunt, giving you time to hide the test before going to pick megumi and tsumiki up from school. the floorboards creak as you run to the kitchen, throwing the test in the box with your favorite snacks, knowing toji would never look inside it.
silence fills the house, creating a sharp juxtaposition with the pounding of your heart echoing in your ears. there has to be some way to calm down before going to get your stepkids. you tried everything you could think of, from splashing cold water on your face to walking around to holding an ice cube in your hand, until eventually you got to a point where you felt like you could pretend.
keys, wallet and stress in hand, you got in the car and headed to their elementary school. the kids were there, standing on the curb, and you waved as you approached. there seemed to be an argument before tsumiki opened the passenger-side door, megumi grumbling as he slid into the backseat.
“how was school?” you asked, and the kids scrambled to talk about what they learned, from the different types of clouds to their times-tables.
“it was super fun and the teacher said that we have a new project coming up about the types of clouds! we get to make diaramas of them and it sounds really fun!” tsumiki exclaims, the smile evident in her voice.
“that does sound fun! you’ll have to tell your dad all about it when he gets home,” you feel your brows furrow at the mention of toji, but you quickly resume your role of the happy guardian so as not to cause any problems.
the house comes into view minutes later, and megumi runs inside. you turn to get out before tsumiki sighs softly.
“wait,” she says, and you turn to her. “is something wrong?”
‘curse her for being so observant,’ you think, but you shake your head quickly.
“nothing for you to worry about, just worried about your father, as always,” which technically is not a lie, just not fully the truth.
“oh, well you know that he’ll be okay! he’ll be back and then he’ll stomp around the house talking about those ‘damn sorcerers’-” tsumiki deepens her voice to imitate her father, but you stop her.
“hey! watch your language!” she opens the door and runs inside, laughing the whole way, and you smile softly. you really do love those kids, even if they aren’t yours by blood.
the house is cold when you enter, and you make your way towards the thermostat. however, before you can even turn the temperature up, a sour taste climbs up your throat. you feel sweat drench your brow, and you can’t shake the feeling that you’re going to throw up.
you run up the stairs, throwing yourself in front of the toilet to empty your stomach. footsteps pad up the stairs, and you feel a little hand rubbing against your back.
“(y/n)? are you sure you’re okay?” tsumiki’s soft voice brought tears to your eyes, more running down your cheeks as you retched. it took a minute or two to get everything out of your system before you sit back on your heels.
“sorry, i guess i’m a little sick. we should have some microwavable meals in the fridge, do you think you could make some food for you and megumi?” she nods, leaving you alone with your thoughts once more.
‘he’s going to find out soon,’ you worry, brushing your teeth to rid the awful taste from your mouth. ‘i guess i should get some rest so i don’t have to face him when he comes home.’
you sink into your shared bed, blankets reaching out to hug your body, and you drift off to sleep.
the bed sinks, pulling you out of your slumber. you begin to turn to face your husband before you’re reminded of the events from earlier. your pulse is rapid, and you think about pretending that you’re still asleep before toji speaks.
“hey doll. ‘miki said that you weren’t feeling well earlier. you’re not hurt, are you? i can handle whoever it is for you.” you smile at the softness he only displays for you, but how can you explain that the person causing you stress is none other than him?
“i’m okay. it’s probably food poisoning or something. you did cook dinner last night,” he frowns, groaning lowly.
“i’m not that bad. the brats said it was fine enough,” you laugh at him, burrowing into the blankets. your husband slides his shirt over his head, revealing his broad shoulders riddled with muscles and scars. mindlessly, you reach out to caress him softly, and he slides into bed beside you. while normally you’d ask to lay on his chest, you’re worried being that close would make him aware of your irregular pulse.
“goodnight babe,” you say, curling back into yourself and closing your eyes, knowing that if you look at him now his confusion would cause the truth to tumble out.
“night doll,” he hesitates, weight settling in on the other side of the bed.
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you wake up to a quiet house, something that sets you off immediately. two elementary school aged kids does not bode well for a quiet house, and so you sit up, reaching to your right to find toji’s side of the bed cold to the touch.
‘okay, something’s up.’
you walk down the stairs to the kitchen, calling out for the kids, only to see that their shoes aren’t by the door. toji’s in the kitchen, looking through the fridge.
“hey babe, where are the kids?” you normally get them off to school, but it seems that maybe you’d slept in late.
“they’re at school,” he says shortly, taking you aback.
“okay. sorry i slept in, i must have been really tire-” you stop when you step into the kitchen, seeing your positive pregnancy test on the counter. the whole world freezes, and you can feel everything crashing down.
“oh that? yeah, it was weird. i tried to bring your favorite snack to you in bed when the box was making a weird sound. found that at the bottom.” he gestures haphazardly, cracking the dam holding the next wave of your anxiety back.
“it’s a friend’s-”
“don’t bullshit me. were you even going to tell me?” his voice is low, eyes piercing.
“toji-”
“were. you. going. to. tell me.” he enunciates.
“i didn’t know how! i mean seriously, you have two kids to worry about, the last thing you need is a fucking baby! i get it, it’s over. i’ll go get my shit,” tears are running down your cheeks as you tear out your heart with your bare hands. you turn to leave, making your way upstairs, when a hand grabs your wrist softly.
“wait–doll. fuck.” he turns you to face him. “you don’t have to leave.”
“of course i fucking do. should probably go now before the kids get back. i don’t want them involved.” you take another step, but his grip remains firm.
“i said you don’t have to leave. the brat’s mine too.”
“wait. you want to keep it?” he looks to the side, rubbing his other hand against his neck.
“of course i fucking do,” he mirrors, and your eyes widen.
“you mean…you’re not mad?”
“i’m mad you didn’t tell me, not about the brat.” your eyes water, and before you know it you’re sobbing into his chest.
“what is this all about? you really have such a low opinion of me to think i’d kick you out?” his voice rumbles through his chest against your ear.
“you’re just so busy, and i thought…i thought that you would be mad,” you sob even harder, not knowing where the emotions end and hormones begin.
“so what? i’d just kick you to the curb?”
“i mean, you have two kids already…maybe a third would be too much.” he starts to chuckle, causing you to pull away from him.
“what’s so funny?”
“that you seriously thought i’d kick you out. i don’t break promises, doll, and marriage is just a big promise. besides, you’d probably get custody of the brats. they like you more than me.”
you run your hands over your face before reaching out to play with his hair.
“you’re really not mad?” you repeat, and he rolls his eyes.
“no dumbass. besides, i can’t let any other men see how hot you are carrying my kid.” you snort, circling your arms around his neck to pull him closer.
“love you, toji.”
“love you too, doll.” he says, your lips meeting.
#jjk#toji x reader#toji jjk#toji fushiguro#toji x y/n#toji x you#toji fluff#angst to fluff?#manga#anime#jujutsu kaisen toji#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu kaisen toji fushiguro
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EYEBALLING YOUR TAGS @ninjasmudge HOOOO BOY
the host and the harbinger
#what goes better together than dark and ice?#that one scene from rise of the guardians#AND I AM#THINKING THINGS
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Knux, doesn't it get tempting to have such a powerful artifact in your possession? Many men have died and killed in hopes of attaining the Master Emerald. Have you ever considered using the Master Emerald for personal gains and make your wildest dreams come true😈? There must be something you must want.
"No."
There was no desire to use the Master Emerald in such a fashion, after all...that is what essentially brought his Tribe to extinction. He wasn't about to repeat history like that. Plus, he had no such desire for power or the likes — he was content with who he was and what he had, no more no less.
"T'clarify...I do not 'possess' t'Master Emerald, I am simply it's guardian 'n protect it from t'ose who wish t'use it for such purposes. Plan 'n simple."
#IC {Knuckles}#ask#answered#anon#anonymous#Knux VC: I do now 'own' the Master Emerald in any sense of the word; I am it's Guardian and Protector but not it's Owner
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Donald was the best partner in movies I ever had. We were brothers and we loved each other. We had such a deep, sublime chemistry. There was nothing intellectual about it, just this amazing natural harmony. I first met him in the commissary at 20th Century Fox when Robert Altman told us to have lunch together after I’d been cast in M*A*S*H. At first I thought: I don’t think this guy likes me. But it was just the opposite. The thing was: we were such opposites. I’m a Jew from Brooklyn and he was a Canadian from Nova Scotia. But it was perfection: never any conflict, just bread and butter – a relationship that felt like a miracle. Making M*A*S*H made us immediately close because while everyone else was working with Bob Altman, we worked for Bob Altman. He kept us a little segregated. We were both really unsure about the improvisation, the direction of the movie and Bob’s approach in general. Donald was hired well before me, but once I signed on we had the same deal: no less than second billing, and the same money. Later in production, Richard Zanuck, who was at that time running 20th Century Fox, said they wanted to give me first billing. I thought: “Oh that’s a nice honour. But Donald is my friend! I’m not going to be opportunistic – he was here first and should have first billing and I’ll stay in second place.” That’s what Donald meant to me. I never told him about that. A few years later, I turned down the screenplay for the movie that became S*P*Y*S, about two bumbling CIA agents. Then Donald called and said: “Would you do it with me?” And I said: “Oh that’s a different story. Of course!” On the first day of shooting in London, we drove to work together and he said: “What do you think of the script?” I rolled the window down, threw it out and said: “It’s a piece of junk. The only way this will work is if we swap parts.” But the producers could not digest that, so we just did the picture. Yet we did bring some of our own ideas to the table. There wasn’t an ending, for instance - so Donald and I agreed that we would just walk up the road with our backs to the camera and sing Side By Side. We worked together and we succeeded together, but we didn’t socialise very much – though having the opportunity to develop a relationship with some of his family was a total joy. Once, Donald was making a movie in the Bahamas and I came to visit because I had a week off from making The Long Goodbye and was interested in his leading lady, Jennifer O’Neill. Kiefer, his son, was five or six and Donald introduced us. Kiefer wanted me to stay, so when I said goodbye, I said: “Kiss me, Kiefer.” He had an ice cream cone in his hand and put it on my face – he kissed me with his cone. Donald was a true human being – and not all of us are. He could identify with any of us. His presence and his nature, his life and his mind are an asset for everyone. We all come and go physically, but as a being, he was really special and unique. I don’t put anything in the past. With me, it’s all in the present. My feeling is that for as long as I am living, Donald will be with me. I have no doubt about that, and I’m not being sentimental. I can see Donald now. I will see Donald for ever.
Elliot Gould - Donald Sutherland remembered by Keira Knightley, Elliott Gould, Ralph Fiennes and more in The Guardian
#donald sutherland#elliott gould#I'm not crying you're crying oh wait we're ALL CRYING#look we've discussed the massive problematic bits of the film of M*A*S*H#but these two together are just the biz#my brain is so fucked I can't even remember if I watched Little Murders during my 1970s Donald Sutherland film watching#but I'm gonna watch it again and see
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