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floatmagazin · 1 year ago
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anbaisai · 10 months ago
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AU where Mostro Lounge launches it as an official sporting event, because Azul smelled the business opportunity (featuring @raven-at-the-writing-desk's Miss Raven with Jade)
(Continuation of the book 4 mystery)
Bonus of the nefarious opportunistic octopus:
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aestum · 10 months ago
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(by Jasper Gribble)
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hartlesshart · 1 year ago
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Written by @elsodex and illustrated by me!
So, this took root 1 day to write, me 100 hours to draw and you 10 seconds to read (spend a little longer plz?)
Really proud of this one! I wanted to practice action and experiment with different coloring styles and I thank root so much for being patient as I tried out different things. Root, I loved going back and forth with you over the pages at every stage. I adore how you captured both Talanah's and Aloy's voices as they casually converse while fighting an angry Thunderjaw. Hope you enjoyed the Sunhawk teasing her Thrush!!
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slavhew · 4 months ago
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Shore me a leave
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jadewritesficshere · 11 days ago
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Merman!Steve who is listening but not too intently to Dustin. He feels the sense of danger pull in his gut seconds before Dustin screeches. Steve barely has time to push Dustin through the water away before a net is closing up around him. Dustin is yelling as the net lifts Steve closer to the surface of the water.
Which- this is not how he wanted to spend his day. The one rule of hiding from humans and here he is immediately breaking it. He grits his teeth, tries to use his claws to tear the net, but it is thickly woven. He can't help the panic build inside as he gets pulled above the water.
Steve's tail flops wildly as he flails, trying to get out. The sky looks different without the haze of water but he barely has time to focus on that before the net is deposited on the ship. The hard wood under his back is different then the sunken ship him and Robin hang out at, and he cringes at the feeling.
"The fuck are you?" A voice asks. Steve flashes his fangs at the voice and holds his claws up. The man standing in front of him raises an eyebrow at him. The human...isn't attacking him? Isn't trying to cut his tail off and sell it? Isn't trying to pry his teeth from his jaw and make necklaces like they do sharks?
"Well shit," the human murmurs, scratching his chin. The man has some wrinkles, moves slowly to sit down, grimacing slightly. "Shit," Steve parrots back, the words difficult to make since he has never used his voice like this. He is realizing this human is hurt by his slow movements- he doesn't want to hurt someone who is already hurt.
"Hey Uncle Wayne did- what the fuck is that!?"
Steve jumps and turns to the new voice and-
It's the most gorgeous human he's ever seen. Big brown eyes and plump lips. His skin has ink on it, designs that are intriguing. His hair is long and Steve wants to run his hands through it, see if it is soft or not. See how it moves through his hands. His legs are long, maybe longer then Steve's tail. He has muscles in his arms, but is lean. Absolutely divine.
"Am I hallucinating? You uh you see this too right?" The man motions to Steve, staring openly at him. Steve preens slightly under the man's gaze. The man should look, admire him even. Steve would pose in front of this man for hours if he asked. The man holds his hand up and waves slightly at Steve, as if trying to make him disappear.
Steve blinks a few times, tilting his head. The man is frowning and he looks upset- the man shouldn't look upset, even if it makes his lips look more plump. Steve raises his hand, the net hindering his movements. The man's mouth drops open as he sees Steve's webbed fingers. Steve looks at his hand then the man before copying the wave the man did.
An incredulous laugh busts out of the man. It startles Steve at first but it's a good noise. The best noise. He could listen to this all day. He makes clicking noises back at the man, his version of laughter.
"Eddie, put the net back in the ocean," The Uncle-Wayne says," Let him-er, it?- go home." "This is insane! This is- oh my god-" "Eddie!" The Uncle-Wayne motions to the net, stopping The Eddie from speaking further. Steve doesn't want The Eddie to stop, he loves the tone of The Eddie's voice.
"Right, er, let me just uh get the net then," The Eddie nods looking at Steve again before rushing off. Steve pouts and leans forward, trying to see where he went. "Jesus Christ," The Uncle-Wayne mutters, causing Steve to look at him.
The Uncle-Wayne rubs his temples before looking at the sky," The one day my nephew agrees to come with me." He sighs and shakes his head," Of course, why not? Couldn't find a human had to be a fish person."
Steve isn't sure what The Uncle-Wayne is talking about. Before he can think too deeply on it, the net is moving. He fumbles and twists in the net, grabbing the sides to stay up right. The net lifts in the air and moves over the side of the boat. Gracefully, the net is lowered back into the water.
As soon as there is an opening, Steve darts out of the net. His heart is beating so fast, he can feel his pulse in his hands. Free of the net, he looks back at it in offense. It stays lowered for a few moments, Steve pushing it away with his tail as it drifts closer to him.
Steve watches as it raises back up out of the water he can see the water falling onto the surface, like how it does when it rains. It's beautiful, in a way, but it's also sobering to think of how deadly it could be if it wasn't The Eddie and The Uncle-Wayne.
Steve cautiously pokes his head up out of the water to look at the ship. His eyes meet once again with The Eddie's, who is leaning over the edge of the ship. His smile is beautiful, but he doesn't have sharp teeth like Steve. Steve smiles, afraid The Eddie will be scared of his teeth. He sees The Eddie inhale sharply, but The Eddie doesn't look scared. Steve can't decipher exactly what The Eddie's look means as he licks his lip.
Steve raises his hand like The Eddie did earlier and waves. The Eddie laughs, such a beautiful noise to Steve. Melodious and free. The Eddie laughs and waves as the ship pulls away. Steve waves until The Eddie and the ship are too far away.
They are too far to see Steve slip back under the water and race after the ship, following the vibrations in the water. They don't see Steve follow them to the dock. They don't see Steve as he watches them get off the boat to the land. But Steve sees them. He sees The Eddie. And he'll come back with the best shell he can find to give as a gift to court The Eddie. He'll bring back a hundred gifts if he has to.
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swamp-cryptids · 1 month ago
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Do we have any shore leave and 21 fans in chat
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restlesskeychains · 2 months ago
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My addition to the Neomachus ship :D
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deansbeer · 2 months ago
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notepad! this was heavily inspired by the jersey shore clips i watched yesterday.
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the living room's warm, thick with summer air and the scent of fresh laundry. the back doors are slid open, the windows too, letting in a lazy breeze that barely cuts through the heat. you're sprawled across the couch, bare legs stretched out, wearing nothing but your pink lace panties and a cropped baby tee that rides up every time you move.
you've got jersey shore on the tv, volume low, snooki mid-rant about something ridiculous, and jensen's beside you, legs spread, one arm thrown over the back of the couch like he owns it — like he owns the whole damn house. he's wearing that worn white henley with the top three buttons undone and those dark jeans with the knee rips you like. socks on. always with the socks.
he raises a brow at the screen, then at you. "this what you kids do for fun now?"
you smirk, dragging your gaze over his chest. "you're watching it, grandpa."
he scoffs at the moniker but doesn't change the channel. doesn't move either when your foot nudges his thigh.
"it's a cultural reset," you add, deadpan.
"it's a trainwreck, baby," he grumbles, but he's smiling. and he stays right there 'til the episode ends.
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hellcheercaine · 4 months ago
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I like how applicable this is for the three of them since Kotallo would definitely root for Aloy and Seyka if he knows that Seyka is in her (Aloy) life.
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maybmila · 1 year ago
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A sketch I'll never finish cuz I'm in a beachy mood
My friends and I are getting ready to camp down in fort de Soto so I'm getting excited and drew this :3
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floatmagazin · 2 years ago
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wilsonsmcgillsweatshirt · 2 years ago
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I'm just thinking about how David Shore and Hugh Laurie talked about Wilson and House's relationship as definitely romantic in their GQ interview.
David Shores said, "I love that we started the series with House and Wilson, and we ended it with House and Wilson. Ending with a non-traditional romantic story is atypical, and that exploration of male friendship is something you don’t see on TV very often. You see a lot of wingmen giving each other crap, and House most certainly did that. But, the idea of guys giving each other crap who loved each other was new."
This is the same interview that Hugh Laurie said, "Way before this idiot word “bromance” was coined—I wish people wouldn’t jam words together like that, there are enough words—I think it’s true that there was a great sort of weird romantic love between House and Wilson. I suppose that was the show’s central core relationship, and it was irresistible to me. I certainly did grow… I’d stop short of saying romantically involved with Robert Sean Leonard, but we became very close and enjoyed each other’s company. He made me laugh an indecent amount. I think the writers too enjoyed writing that relationship. Shore, in particular, had a real knack for it. There was a scene in which House has been suspended from the hospital, so he’s taken the role of the housewife in Wilson’s apartment. Wilson gets home one day, and House has got a basket of laundry, and he says something like, “Your shirts aren’t dry yet, but you’ve got plenty of underwear.” Shore changed the line to “We’ve got plenty of underwear,” in what I thought was one of the funniest rewrites you could possibly have in the smallest number of letters."
I genuinely take this as them saying that Hilson is canon.
(Interview is linked)
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aestum · 3 months ago
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(by Daniel J. Schwarz)
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hartlesshart · 1 year ago
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"see you up there!"
little smugloy to start us off
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alissicall · 18 days ago
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MORE WRICE MORE WRICE MORE WRICE WE ALL CHANT IN UNISON
if you squint you can see the references
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