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olibennyyy · 3 months
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WOE sails headcanons be upon ye
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rimbaudsleg · 3 months
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Handsome one-armed guy
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artificialamps · 5 months
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wbrak · 6 months
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Some of my favs!
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u10como · 2 months
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tomorobo-illust · 2 years
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Lone Emmet and Cub AU Chapter 2 Updates: Tuesday & Thursday
Prologue//Chapter 1
Chapter 2 First<< Prev < Page 14 > Next
EDIT: Do not eat raw potatoes! (Forgot to add this to the post OOP)
When Emmet was given Blissey’s egg, he was barely aware and ate out of survival instinct when given food then immediately went back to sleep when he had his fill. He doesn’t quite remember eating the egg, but he does remember feeling incredibly happy and content. The potatoes Zora worked hard to forage is the first food Emmet remembers eating after being rescued.
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@neojet280​ Don’t worry, the Blissey gang healed everyone!
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survivorbuny · 9 months
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Some Cahara doodles!
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An Overview of My Favorite Goncharov Background Character: Lucky Doe
(Not a lot of people know about Lucky, so I thought I’d remedy that. Most of this information is taken from either the background of the film itself or her wiki page.)
Appearance:
Lucky is a fifteen year-old girl with badly cut and chin-length dirt-blond hair, “whisky-brown” eyes, and one arm; her right arm ending in a stump just above the elbow. She wears a bracelet of seashells around her left wrist, and has a sharpened scalloping knife hanging from her belt, but otherwise she dresses in traditionally-masculine clothing befitting an average teenage boy from the time period in which the movie is set.
Background:
Lucky was a founding child — hence the surname Doe — who grew up in the nearest town’s orphanage until she was about ten, when she was adopted by the groundskeeper of Goncharov Manor.
Taken to Goncharov Manor by her new guardian, Lucky quickly fell into a lifelong friendship with Henry Robins, a red-haired, British boy who moved to Nepals to be closer to his ailing mother and then took employment at the manor to pay for her medical costs.
Henry was the one to fashion Lucky’s seashell bracelet, and the scalloping knife that Lucky always carries is another example of their strong relationship, as Henry is the only other person who understands the “inside joke” attached to the blade.
By the time of the film, Lucky is an official employee at the Goncharov Manor who is most often seen tending to various odd-jobs that need to be done, playing poker with Mario Ambrosini, or simply standing next to Henry Robins.
Quotes:
That’s just Henry, tragically ginger and tragically British. “Then you wouldn’t mind—” Look at him again, and I’ll cut my other arm off and beat you with it.
Fold.
“Where’d you getta dog?” His owner drowned. In the harbor. “I thought your father raised you better than that.” You did?
“Don’t you already know how I see you?” [. . .] ‘Whiskey-brown’ eyes? . . . Thanks, Henry.
No, no, go left!
That’s why I’m in charge, and you’re not.
How’s your mother?
Hang the washing.
Touch any of them, and I’ll stab you. “That’s a sharpened scalloping knife.” So? It can still carve your eye out just fine.
Henry!
Henry?
Two tickets. [. . .] Please.
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alien-bunny-art · 1 year
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Blood / Gore warning
Lawrence Oleander from Boyfriend to Death: Fresh Blood (18+)
I relate to him a bit.
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schroda · 15 days
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fucking sammy
i've lost feel in my heart i think it melted
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zoethehead · 3 months
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Tw: infection, mentioned amputation, unattended injuries, trauma
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All that Elliot knew was the stinging pain as he awoke in a gloomy forest. He looked around, his eyes soon focusing on his mangled left arm. Elliot knew that he had to find shelter-- and quick, as he heard the sounds of animals snarling surrounding him. He limped the best that he could trying his best to not scream at the searing pain that branched throughout the various gashes and injuries in his body. He soon stumbled upon an empty cave, staying there in hopes that he could either tend to his wounds or finally die.....
For days Elliot stayed up-- too scared to fall asleep, barely holding onto a sharpened rock as his weapon-- he felt his left arm rot, festering and putrifying from it being left unattended.
*crunch*
Elliot jolted, he knew that someone was here to possibly finish the job.
The cave was dark, soon; a bright orange light shone through.
Elliot squinted, shielding his eyes with his rotting left arm.
The figure approaching him let out a gasp and dropped their weapon.
"P-please, don't hurt me!" Elliot said weakly, barely able to muster up another word as he collapsed, a bad fever coursing through him.
"You poor, poor man....." the figure spoke.
With a slight woosh, the figure took off their cloak.
Elliot winced slightly as he felt the cloak wrap around his damaged body as he was being picked up.
"Shh.... no worries.... you're safe now....." the figure spoke, holding onto Elliot.
A weary and woozy feeling soon took over Elliot, as he passed out; although he was scared to fall asleep, knowing the nightmares that would await him.
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The next few moments were unclear to him.
He heard muffled voices, and his left arm stung badly, feeling the nerves blazing like the flames from the explosion that had torn him up in the first place.
But he also felt the distressing trauma of the war lingering in his mind, an unyeilding and never ending thing that he couldn't get rid of.....
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shadowlorddemon · 11 months
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Rose’s Loss
What does it feel like?
Losing something that your mind takes too long time to register it.
When your mind finally registers the missing presence, you went to look to see what’s missing and then you saw the bloody stump of your missing arm.
And when you reached to touch it, silently praying that it wasn’t real. And you feel nothing but wet and sticky sensation of blood.
And the reality finally crashed down upon you.
You didn’t realize it but you went into the shock, because you lose too much blood.
You hardly can register the noises surrounded you nor the environment. All you can see is the bloody stump of where your arm used to be.
You cannot comprehend your loss.
You don’t want to believe it but it’s the reality.
(Alternate Versions)
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rimbaudsleg · 19 days
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Lucky Love: What is masculinity?
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artificialamps · 6 months
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zorceus · 1 year
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Twisted Wonderland Zombie Apocalypse AU. Sebek and Cater zombiefied.
Sebek was killed by the zombies while trying to find Malleus. Cater tried to get some students out, but Heartslabyul was overran, killing Cater and his group.
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u10como · 1 month
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"People are so pessimistic these days. Look at me - clearly, you can see i do have an arm and a leg, so why does everybody say the opposite?"
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