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Chasing the fog somewhere in Switzerland by @90377

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the groom is default dancing. soriel wedding still on the brain, as usual.

EVERYONE GO VOTE SORIEL FOR COUPLE OF ALL TIME IN THE M/F SHIP BRACKET

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Made a comic abt my experience with my severe chronic illness (myalgic encephalomyelitis) which i drew horizontal with my fingers because I'm bedbound and spent a MONTH on it and posted it on every social media and it got no motion lol so just posting it here as well😭😭😭😭😭 I just wish hard work mattered I'm just trying to raise awareness

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to the people on my revenge list I may have forgotten

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u can always give a character fangs and sharp teeth. for no reason

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possible Narcyz and Maarten designsssss

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Madara sketches because I like seeing him happy. I always imagined he had a love for plants and nature because of Hashirama.

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HAPPY DRACONES MONDAY! The Wanizame

Happy Dracones Monday everyone! Today's dragon is the wanizame or wani from Japanese folklore. Due to the etymology of wanizame I tried my best to make this look like a crocodile-shark, while also having a nod to a certain kaiju in the design (hence the dorsal spikes and head shape). The spiky scales, while looking badass, also protect it from larger sea serpents found in the Pacific ocean!

Follow @draconesmundi for more dragons from my Dracones Mundi project :D

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hangout spot :)

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stayin' alive, stayin' alive...

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the fact that undertale has so many tall, buff, seemingly attractive characters but millions of people went “nah. I’ll take the short, fat, bald one” on an unprecedented scale is such a testament

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dude artfight feels sucky this year. i think it's the first time i've done more attacks than recieved ones. people barely even comment on my attacks, or take days to do so, almost no interactions too. feels a little discouraging

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snypet sundae

hi. since I picked a different excerpt from my mailing list you can have my backup~

Yvonne hopped off the counter to put her licked-clean spoon in the sink. “Do you actually know what March and Jasper’s research involves?”

“No.”

“Because when rich people hubris meets bloodthirsty monsters, it only ends badly. I’ve seen movies.”

“Obviously.” Moving onto the frosting, Nat cracked a few eggs, separating the whites. He dumped an obscene amount of granulated sugar into the bowl.

“They've probably got people locked up in little cells… strapped down to operating tables…” Yvonne peered over Nat’s shoulder as he set his bowl over a pot of boiling water, then she peered down at Nat’s phone on the bench. “Make sure that’s not touching the water, otherwise the egg whites will cook.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“Oh. Sorry. I was just reading the recipe tips.”

“March did seem shady as fuck,” Nat said. “But Jasper seemed nice enough…”

Or maybe he was just saying that because she’d saved him from being stabbed.

“I hate to break it to you,” Yvonne said, “but nice people can still have people strapped to operating tables in their basements. I mean, you seem nice, and you have a murder basement!”

“That’s Quinn’s murder basement.” Nat began to furiously whisk.

“Yeah, but you borrow it,” Yvonne said.

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Sneepet Sundae

Part of him was relieved she was still willing to listen to him. Donovan and Lexi headed to the kitchen's table and sat down, Donovan leaning his body weight on the table with a tired posture. He swallowed, trying to hydrate his dry throat. He didn't even know where to begin. "I..." When he failed to find the words, Lexi jumped in to aid him. "So, first thing you gotta know is that soul magic is very, very frowned upon and dangerous here." Donovan glanced a thankful look at her as she continued talking. "Almost nothing on Earth has the power to deal with souls, so whoever wants that type of deal has to draw upon other unearthly forces, like-" "Like angels, or demons," he finally spoke. He looked at Sophian with a dark expression. "..." Clenching his teeth, he showed her his right palm: the scar of a cut crossing it was faint, but visible enough to be spotted under the light. "They were going to execute me, so I made a deal with a demon. My soul for an eternal flame. It accepted."

She blinked, remembering what she had seen while looking at his cutlass. The fight he and the rest of his crew had lost, against the military fleet. She shouldn't have been surprised an execution would've followed that loss. Then, she remembered the scene in the fast food restaurant, how he passed out and jolted awake again, with those glowing eyes. The same glowing eyes she saw again, during their mission. Could that have been related to his eternal flame? She cast her eyes back up to his face. "That's how you lived this long." She concluded, not showing any particular emotion, aside from attentiveness.

"Exactly," he nodded. He closed his fist, looking at it for a while before relaxing his muscles. "I was stupid enough to think it was worth it." He leaned on the chair, resting his body on its back. Lexi fidgeted with her hands in silence. "Turns out, hellflames are not supposed to stay inside human bodies for that long." He chuckled without joy before returning to his tired semblance. "A few decades ago, mine started acting oddly, making me pass out unexpectedly, making me die temporarily without my control. Sure, it also accentuated my powers, but every time I use them it just makes it more unstable." He took in a shakey breath. "I went to a soul specialist, and they told me my soul is due for a detonation eventually." His eyes were fixed on the table. "They couldn't give me a date, but I can only assume the more I use my powers, the closer it gets." He looked up at her. "So that's why. That's why I need to question people. I need to find the demon again and call the deal off, or- or do something so I don't nuke away. I used to not care about it, but..." He pressed his lips, giving a quick glance at Lexi. "...I do now."

Donovan lore! ft Sophian by @femur-bandit in the middle reply :]

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twisting and bitturning

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A trio of Artfight attacks on some lovely Argonians I did after I summoned my primordial Argonian drawing gene from 2010

~seductiveamoeba's Bill

@groundrootvegetable's Rises-Like-Sun

@falmerbrook's Stellar