#and ‘my moon phase’

[casualwitch]

hey witchblr! question: if you keep track of the moon phase using an app on your phone, which one do you use? which is your favorite?

[porcelain-rob0t]

on identity, healing the inner child, fursonas, and cringe culture

[cacaocheri]

he is so conniving and mischievous and devious (he just wants kissies)

[oobbbear]

Made this exactly a year ago since my dca brainrot is back I thought I might share this cropped version of the rpg meme

[untamedyouth]

[the-nothing-maker]

Her cartoonishly evil looks and dubious personality have captivated me

(a drawing of Archmage Gilligan the Moribund, an NPC from an ongoing DnD campaign I'm playing in !)

[shkika]

phases of moon

[luposlipaphobya]

Legends tell about a tiefling knight born during a two moons eclipse, his face eaten by horns and his two eyes like raising suns. (Meet Echo, my character from our dnd campaign Mauntmagor)

[flaccid-rats]

I’m rewatching Moon Knight while I’m cleaning the house bc cleaning the house sucks and I’m trying to keep it ✨fun✨ but ANYWAY I wanna talk about this scene real quick

Because this is the sneakiest little bit of forshadowing/plot clues I have EVER seen and I fucking love it

‘Worm’ is Khonshu’s lil nickname for Steven, for lack of a better term, so you would assume that Khonshu’s speaking to Steven here. He does, after all, call Steven ‘worm’ 95% of the time from here on out.

However.

This is the first time Steven and Khonshu have ever interacted. Steven, up until this point, has never had anything to do with the Moon Knight side of the business. And yet Khonshu reacts to Steven’s sudden appearance like it’s happened before. “Go back to sleep” has a very this is not for you to take care of kind of vibe. It’s not a dismissal. It’s a go back to sleep and I’ll talk to you later.

And then Khonshu immediately follows up with this.

And he says it in a panicked and frazzled sort of tone. Khonshu sounds worried here. Which I find a little odd, since Marc has always been easily able to take back the body from Steven—up until this point at least. Steven has never been a concern for Khonshu because he knows and, for the most part, trusts Marc to keep Steven out of it. And Marc has largely been successful with that. Steven’s appearance here should be no different, and, at the end, for all of Steven’s reappearances, it wasn’t different. Marc took the body back and Marc handled it like he always does. There was no need for Khonshu to be worried.

But then Khonshu says this.

Which I think is a very interesting choice of words.

“Surrender the body” is nowhere near as harsh of a language as Khonshu usually uses with Steven. It’s a command, sure, but it’s also an ask. Surrendering is a voluntary action. And the language Khonshu uses with Steven is never like that. It’s demanding. It’s commands. It’s threats. Khonshu wants Steven gone and he’s not shy about letting Steven know.

We see it right here

He also, if I may point out, calls Steven ‘parasite’ here. Not ‘worm’. ‘Worm’ does not come into play until after this, almost like Khonshu’s trying to cover up a slip up of words.

But anyway.

For as worried as Khonshu sounds here, there is no hesitation when he says “you’re not supposed to be here.” There is no hesitation when he says “surrender the body to Marc” It is instant and it’s direct and he knows exactly who he’s speaking to.

Except he doesn’t.

The idiot’s in control.

Not the worm.

This is when Khonshu realizes who he’s talking to.

This when when Khonshu realizes he’s talking to Steven and not who he thought he was talking to.

And we know Khonshu’s not talking to Marc, so who else could he be talking to? Who would Khonshu know about, who would be able to easily take the body from Marc and keep it, who Khonshu would have interacted with before and would have been panicked and worried about showing up unannounced because he’s not supposed to be there?

Khonshu thought he was speaking to Jake Lockley.

Not Steven.

[humming-fly]

Inktober Day 26 - Discarded

Once again I've started rereading @post-it-notes7's fic Heart and Soul and am as always having a Wonderful time with it unlike the protagonists

(will probably go back in and add the shading later but for now it's 2am so it's gettin posted!)

[thatmooncake]

@maudiemoods I love your lil grumpy mischief maker Mini Moon so much and he’s so fun to draw so I did a few doodles! 💖

[houseofevanbuckley]

Thank you reblogged now I’m craving Eddie being so over being the middle man

Like Eddie will be with Tommy for some muay tai, they’ve been at it for a while when Tommy’s phone buzzes once, twice, three times so he goes to check his phone and become so red Eddie starts to worry and Tommy just step out for a few minutes and when he comes back maybe his sweatpants is a bit lower, showing more of his abs and underwear

Eddie grab his own phone to text Buck with a “stop flirting with your boyfriend when I’m with him please”

Days later he’s with Buck and Christopher making some food and Buck’s phone light up with a notification, Buck who opens it and plug one of his AirPod in to listen to a vocal and he turns red and bite his lips before saying he has a quick call to make and leave them for like 15 minutes before coming back all flushed and smiley

And Eddie just groan, pulling his phone again and texting Tommy “please do not sext him while we’re making food 😖”

It goes for weeks before he invites them both at his place and sit them down for an intervention

“I know you really like eachother’s and it’s the honeymoon phase but please stop flirting through text while I’m around, I’ve already seen Buck blushing too many times and if I see Tommy taking one more selfie after getting sweaty while we train I’ll have to find myself a new sparring partner !”

Both just blushing and giggling because they know they’re ridiculous but they can’t take their hands off eachother’s, whether physically or when they’re away from eachother’s

[softmangoes]

13 moons | ivory wraith x pc

18+ only | for @velvetburnt

i. the first time that the wraith senses you is when you step into the lake, shivering at the cold nipping at your skin. even meters deep in the rubble and the ruin, he can feel the familiar shape of your soul separated from him by rock and water and far too much time. he places a palm against the weathered stone, longing.

ii. when the veil that separates your world from his thins, the night bathed in red, he roams the streets searching for you. in life, the both of you were inseparable. in this undeath, there is a faint line tethering your souls together woven by the hands of fate and weathered by time. just before the dawn sun rises, he finds you sleeping in your bed. his mouth curls into a gentle smile, relieved. he trails a pale finger along your face before he departs.

iii. each visit, he grows stronger, more corporeal. perhaps his longing for you has only emboldened the horrible gifts that have been bestowed upon him. perhaps he has endured far too long without you in his arms. or perhaps he is hungry and he must feed.

iv. when he successfully lures you into his lair, pulling on the tether connecting you to him like a fisher with their line, he cannot help but hold you in awe. "finally," he breathes, voice sonorous as it reverberates throughout the ruined temple. "we are together again."

v. there is fear in your eyes, but fear is a fleeting thing - a temporary inconvenience in the face of so much time. love is eternal, enduring. do you understand, droplet? he would never hurt you, but he is so very hungry. his tentacles kiss your skin, their bruising suckers coaxing moans from your sweet mouth. oh, how he's missed the taste of you. he slips inside you. oh, how he's missed your warmth.

vi. to his surprise, you come for him next. "i know you're here," you say, skin dripping from the dive. your voice echoes throughout the rubble and while he can see you, the veil is too thick for him to manifest. "i know that it wasn't a dream." there is hunger in your eyes, an ache as fathomless as his. ah. so you've been thinking about him, then. the blood moon is soon. he cannot answer you now, but he will then.

vii. you do not struggle. at least, not against him. when you enter his domain, your eyes clear for a moment. "i know you," you say, beholding him. for a moment, he feels self conscious. he has changed so much since your souls last embraced. do you find him monstrous in his undeath, he wonders, with his many limbs and endless tendrils? do you find him horrible, with his teeth and tongue aching for you? will you shy away?

viii. you do not. instead, you wrap your arms around his cold neck and tangle your fingers in his pale hair. his many hands caress you gently while his lips lock with yours. he can taste your desire, your ache, your fear, your confusion and he eats them whole. the waves chew and all will make sense in time.

ix. the tentacle inside you thickens, making the walls echo with your whine as your pleasure crests. in life, he had only ever dreamed of touching you like this. in this undeath, he can listen to the siren song of your need for him forever. the wraith lifts your body high in the air, tentacles wet and writhing around you, so that he can bring his mouth between your thighs. his tongue is long and cold and it does not take much effort to make you shiver.

x. "i will take care of you, droplet." his voice is sweet, echoing like a long-lost song within the confines of your mind. when you kiss him, you taste the coolness of the lake's water lapping at your skin. "we will never part." the specter holds your hips in his large hands and sinks inside you. you gasp at the pressure, the stretch, but his other hands rub tenderly at your nipples and his mouth is so gentle against yours. you let the tide take you.

xi. "i have dreamed of this," he says. so have you, ever since the first night he took you. at first, you were frightened, terrified of your limbs moving on their own accord, but somehow, it all made sense when they brought you to him. somehow, deep down, you knew that you were where you meant to be. you rock against him, his mouth swallowing your moans as he fills you with the need you've been longing for your entire life.

xii. "who are you?" a pair of glowing blue eyes flick to yours. "i am who i have always been," he says, trailing his fingers along your skin. his touch is cool, like the waters of the lake, but not cold. you are both lying together on a bed of dried reeds and his many tentacles. you roll over to straddle his massive form. his gaze roams the expanse of your body and his eyes darken with a hadopelagic hunger. you brace your hand against his torso as you rub against his length. his tentacles wrap around you and his lips part in ecstasy, giving you your answer. "i am yours."

xiii. the night has ended far too soon. in his undeath, time is all he has ever had, but the next moon cannot come quickly enough. he sets you back in your bed and already he misses you. can you feel it, he wonders. can you feel his tendrils wrapping around the edges of your soul to claim you as his in the lifetimes to come? they taste the need within you. they taste the hearts that have softened yours. but alas, dear droplet, he has nothing but time. others may hold your affection, but there is no love as unrelenting, as inevitable, as the tide for its shore.

[oobbbear]

An original species inspired my the moon phases :]! Long post warning ⚠️

These are new moons, they are the smallest and the weakest sub species of the moon kinds

These little creatures can be found everywhere, some living amongst the humans, some in the forest, some even under water

Their height range from 5cm to 30cm

New moons who lives in the human world disguises themselves as everyday objects so they can blend in and not be caught, they steal little trinkets and foods when human’s not looking

These are the crescent moons, they act mostly the same as new moons the only difference is they’re taller and stronger

New moons would sometimes disguise themselves as other moon species so they don’t get attacked by them. Moons are not the kindest to the other sub species. New Moons usually go out in a group of 3 or more, that way they can look out for each other in the big dangerous world.

New moons dress up in heavy layers not only to blend in with their surroundings, it also because their natural body is very soft and fragile, they need the layer of protection to not die easily in the wild

Their disguise of choice is like their second skin it aids and protects them, even tho it is changeable and won’t hurt them when damaged, the little guys value them greatly

This is a Sun, they are the natural enemies of the Moons, while Moons are like little humans, Sun are more like big shiny long dogs, they’re not as smart as the moons but they are much stronger and faster than them

Suns hunts New Moons as food

And in return New Moons do the same

Whenever a Sun is killed by the New Moons, the little creatures would gather together and throw a big party to celebrate their rare victory against their biggest threat in the wild

They called the celebration “The Feast of Eclipse”, like the name, Eclipse appears rarely, and it is the only time a moon can dominate a sun, even if only for a short amount of time

During the celebration, they would dance and sing around their kill and pray for the safety of their kind and for their god to protect them against the many predators they face. It’s a traditional ritual for them

After the ritual, they would cut up the Sun beast and prepare its flesh for the feast. Suns are very good nutritions for the Moons so they won’t let anything go to waste, they make wine out of their blood and meat for the main dishes, after the meal left over flesh will be make into jerkies, and bones will be turn into tools or decorations

Enough about New Moon, let's talk about some other sub species of Moons

This is a Full moon, they are the rarest of the Moon kind. Alike other Moons, they also disguises themselves to blend in their surroundings, but unlike others who gathers material to make their second skin, Full Moons are natural shapeshifters. They release a orb like liquid from the back of their head which made up their body, they can mold it into any form, the only flaw is that they are not able so change their facial structure and their skin patterns.

Full Moons are on the top of the Moon food chain, they eat every single Moon species which including their own kind. These bastards eat ugly look away.

They are the only Moon kind who can own and train a Sun, some keep them as pets but most use as hunting dogs to catch New Moons.

This is all I got at the moment! here's a chart of all the Moon phases, I am planning to introduce the Quarters and Gibbous in the future so keep an eye out if you're interested! I love making character concept it gives my brain something to work with when I'm on break :]

Oh also! feel free to make your own little Moon Phase creature designs and please tag me if you plan to post it I wanna see I’m curious what y’all make of them!

[peachjooce]

i gave up on the feet... im sorry laney i failed u orz

[kheprriverse]

Terminus/FD Lore!

The boys(tm) gossip not so subtly and find out Terminus’s hair changes colors based on the moon. (Also that he was blond once.)

Had this headcanon a bit ago, thought it’d be fun to draw smth for it. Then it turned into a big thing that took 4ish days to finish. Anyways FD with orange hair is just— MWAH chef’s kiss.

Stupid bonus below

Legend smacks the shit out of Hyrule