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meowcatmutie · 15 days
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the only good option.
based on this post, obviously, except dirkified
(dirkified = best adjective)
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moonstoast · 2 years
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—about god
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little-pup-pip · 6 months
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Nighttime with Bluey!!
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ceruleancattail · 1 month
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Mystic Au Jamil thoughts:
Tw: mild yandere
He hardly ever sits down. Even at the crack of dawn, you hear the sounds of rustling in your kitchen. Someone opening up cabinets, the steady beat of a knife dicing vegetables. The soft chimes of your utensils, hitting the edges of your metal pots and pans.
To his credit, Jamil tries to keep everything as quiet as possible. Although sometimes you manage to catch a dull “thump” and a sharp hiss of annoyance. You wince in sympathy. Your kitchen is no space for someone with a tail as long as he was tall.
Jamil Viper, your familiar.
He was a naga, a snake-man, of sorts. Jamil was enchantingly beautiful. With locks of the night’s black spilling from his scalp, braided with thin plates of gold, chiming away with every move he made. Eyes of mist grey, with a seductive quality to them. Those irises of Jamil’s seemed to peer right into your soul, seeing you for everything that you were.
He was a rather tall individual, from the upper torso onwards. Where his legs should be, lies a tail. A snake’s tail, armoured with shimmering scales of ebony and scarlet. Every scale gleaming under the light with the cold, steely glint of a jagged iceberg.
Jamil was cold. Almost unbearably so. It’s a trait of his kind, master. He tells you again and again, mild exasperation leaking into his voice. However, no matter how many times he reassures you that it’s just him, you can’t keep yourself from yelping away once something ice-cold touches your shoulder.
Sometimes, you suspect Jamil relishes your startled gasps and your sharp yowls…. Although you’ll never pry any evidence from those lips of his, Master. You’re welcome to try, though.
Being as cold as he is, you often find yourself being an unwilling portable heater. Jamil’s tail loops around your legs, weaving in and out of your thighs. Keeping them trapped in his embrace, rendering you effectively immobile. His head rests on your shoulder, leaning into the crook of your neck.
Close enough for you to feel his every breath, wafting against the curve of your cheek.
Close enough to hear that breathy sigh of content, to feel his lips slide up every so slightly against your skin.
Close enough to hear his heart, pulse thumping gently against your back. To feel it slow ever so slightly until it blended right in with yours. Beating in time, two hearts as one.
Jamil claims that these daily hugs were purely for warming him up. He needs the heat to be able to operate throughout the day, as a cold-blooded creature. After all, what good can he do as a familiar if he does nothing to serve his master?
Yet he finds himself looking forward to these sessions, oddly enough. To having you in his arms, snuggled into his embrace. To feel your chest rise and fall, the tension melt from your shoulders…
Jamil finds himself growing fonder of you, whether he likes it or not.
So please don’t make him wait too long, Master.
Or else, he might just find his fangs slipping a little too close to your bare shoulder.
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lover-of-mine · 7 months
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Buddie looking back at each other is something that can be so personal...
Bonus:
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virmire · 9 months
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me, a bisexual, when i can’t decide on who to romance first in baldur’s gate 3
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golyadkin · 1 month
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they're like bonded dogs
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thedeerman · 14 days
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konnorhasapen · 11 months
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eheheheheh Milo and Darlin' playing five nights at freddy's together but when they get jump scared Darlin' accidentally punches Milo across the face and they both fall out of their chairs
Darlin' panics for a minute and starts apologizing like crazy and asking him if he's okay he tells them he's more than fine and says "I'm kinda glad I'm back to bein' collateral damage from you gettin the piss scared outta ya." Darlin's quiet for a second and then fully snorts and breaks down into a laughing fit that Milo happily joins in on
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sweeneydino · 6 months
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*heavy breathing* where is don. let me see the horrors. let me watch raphael cry and sob and weep as he changes, let me hear him scream as his body is warped to fit the new universe.
Lol, I'm not that cruel.
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K like, another cw: for gore and body horror.
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So like, I really hate melting scoob.
In a fear way.
Drawing it is fun tho.
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Happy October 💪
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leemillion · 7 months
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Presnik propaganda (for those in rare pair hell. You know who you are 👹)
For those who say they don’t have anything in common. That’s one of the best parts! Not to mention they actually DO have some things in common thank you U-U
For one they’re both REALLY FRICKING LOUD. THEY ADDRESS THIS. PRESTON IS NEAR CONSTANT YELLING. NIKKI IS VERY VERY LOUD. IT WORKS. LOUD DUO HOURS BABY‼️‼️‼️ WE LOVE PEOPLE WHO HAVE LITTLE TO NO VOLUME CONTROL <3
They both have desperate fucking sweet tooths. Like look at this:
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Desperate I tell you
ADHD. That is all
They’re both insanely energetic and passionate in their own weird little way.
And now for one of my favorite tropes: A not so masculine boy & a not so feminine girl. It is quite literally perfect. Screw societal gender roles these fuckers do what they want!!! Nikki’s tomboyish and adventurous and fucking loves getting dirty. Preston on the other hand is damn near the opposite!! Hates getting dirty, can be pretty feminine at times (he slayed in that Victorian dress fit 🥹), and fucking faints whenever he witnesses t̸̢̠̘̩͓̂̇͘h̶̺̝͒̏̔͐͝ẽ̶̢͚̮̫̗ ̴͚̬͓͍̄h̸͔̗̫̩̟͗̇̓õ̸̫͉̓̊͒r̷̫͒̚ŗ̴͔͙͕̤̄̈́͂o̶̧͈͕͎͛ŕ̵̝ṣ̸͊̕👹 (in short not usually adventurous. Kind of a pussy but I love him for that 🥰)
But yes that is all! I make this in honor of @rice-croquette 😌 enjoy fellow rare pair enjoyer!
-Sincerely a multishipper just tryin to get by in this world
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insomniphic · 10 months
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Let’s see how many AU’s I can make up lol.
He’s an early retired professional athlete btw, soon became the CEO of a clothing business called “Aerrowpose” with his sister. He became a celeb when he started doing photoshoots to advertise his brand, and now people are simping for him. XD
On the other end, Stanley is an aspiring model working under Narry’s company!
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as8bakwthesage · 3 months
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just saying, I think i wrote a kickass artist statement for a residency program application! btw this is specifically asking for my perspective as an indigenous artist!
As a child, I wasn't raised within my culture. Due to colonisation and ethnocide/genocide, many Indigenous peoples were forced to hide who they were to protect themselves. My family, for the longest time, shunned that part of us. But now I am reaching out, I am learning more about my people and myself. And this has impacted who I am as an artist as well. My work recently has been focused on Indigenous struggles, anger, and our indomitable spirits. It also focuses on gender and how Western gender roles have impacted my life as well. As a Two-Spirit person, I walk between worlds of men and women. When once my ancestors could live as they are and be accepted, I struggle because of the Western world's dependency on outdated and ridiculous notions of what a man or a woman must be. And I reflect that in my work. My rage at the injustices of the world burns and fuels me to fight, to speak out, to not be silenced by my oppressors. I feel as though my work and personal values are reflected in this quote by Kwame Ture, a Black civil rights activist: “There’s a difference between peace and liberation, is there not? You can have injustice and have peace, so peace isn’t the answer, liberation is the answer. That’s the white man’s word - peace. Liberation is our word." Liberation from oppression, liberation from pain, starvation, rape, and death purely because of who we are. I believe in a freed Turtle Island, I believe in a freed Palestine, and I believe in a freed world. I need my work to scare you awake from your slumber of believing all is right with the world. No, nothing is right until all peoples are liberated from the shackles of oppression and cruelty. I want to show you the cruelty, the brutality, the horrors of the existence of Indigenous peoples. But also shows you the kindness, the love, the resilience we must have for one another. I am a storyteller, and I want to show you the end of Western imperialism and colonisation - a better world for all of us.
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missjoolee · 1 year
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Incorrect Julie and the Phantoms ft. Bongo Cat
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my-drama-heart2406 · 1 year
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Is this the tree with the bird's nest on top?
Yes. I want to climb up that tree again.
Did you really climb all the way to the top?
I was Naksu then... The moon from up there looked beautiful. But I can no longer see it with this body.
I may not be able to do much, but I think I can climb that tree.
There are no branches to stand on at the top. You must use your energy to create a foothold. You must master Chisu in order to do that. You are nowhere near that level.
I wanted to do nothing, but I feel motivated to climb up this tree. You said you wanted to see the moon from up there. I'm the only one who can take you up there, so I would like to try. Do you wish to go up there?
You must master Chisu in order to be able to climb up there.
Do you wish to go up there?
Then do me a favour, Jang Uk. Take me up there.
Fine, I will take you to the top of that tree.
ALCHEMY OF SOULS (2022-2023)
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starsailorjannystan · 5 months
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sarah: someone murdered widow mary and took her witchcraft book!
solomon:
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