oc-landfill · 2 years ago
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sheerricetorrent · 2 months ago
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Koyt and Kala! 2 silly scavengers that accidentally got outcasted from their pack because they were too busy making bad music and (trying to) tame every creature they come across.
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also they accidentally got the mark of communication by bothering pebbles too hard
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kelocitta · 7 months ago
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Day 23: Pearls Crown Jewel
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lyss-butterscotch · 1 year ago
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Ultrakill Suns because I gave them shiny wings
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grumpygryphon · 17 days ago
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Poor fella saw my bank balance
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flickering-nightfall · 1 year ago
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This shell may be missed in a way, but the fate it embodies will not.
(based off some spare screenshots of iterator shenanigans)
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friendlylocalwhumper · 29 days ago
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The little "thanks" to the empty room AFTER Simon left killed me. It absolutely destroyed me. He wasn't prompted to thank Simon, he just did WHEN HE COULDN'T GET ANY BROWNIE POINTS FOR IT!! My man has a tight grip on his tragic backstory and Simon just wants a peek at it
“Yes.” | “Kneel.” | Best of Three | Correspondence | Appraisal | Collapse | Cupcake | Foggy | Cracking | Just Breathe | Urge | Trim | Stupid | Upkeep | Old Defeat | Watching | Simple Loyalty | Overreaction | Set Up for Failure | Burning | Healed Wrong | Haunted | Boxes Buried | Heavy Blow | Loneliness
Rain patters across the windows. The air conditioning keeps the air comfortably dry, and that coupled with the cool blue light from the storm outside makes it almost the perfect temperature for curling up on the couch with a blanket.
So there Major is. Lying on his side, knees up by his chest, one arm hanging limply off the cushion to dangle near the floor.
“Move over. My show’s coming on.” Simon gestures with two hands full of snacks. Popcorn, chips, chocolate.
Major sullenly draws his legs in closer, and his captor settles happily onto the newly available spot. The remote gets snatched up and the TV buzzes as it turns on.
There’s some room for the snacks to be set down, so Simon wedges the popcorn bowl between his thigh and Cupcake’s foot. Then there’s more room, so the candy gets set down too, the chip bag balanced on top.
With the familiar theme song playing, Simon relaxes into the cushions, digging lazy fingers into the bag in search of a chip small enough to shove into his mouth without having to break it in half. He’ll go for a bite of chocolate, next, some sweet to go with the salty…
There’s enough room for the bag of chips to have its own space, now. Simon frowns and glances at Cupcake, who previously was taking up two thirds of the couch, but now is taking up less than half. His legs are bent up tight against his body and that arm is no longer dangling. Now it is braced against the cushion under him like he might need to bolt.
It was only yesterday, the break-in. The house still smells a little of blood. Simon hums around the handful of popcorn he just shoved into his mouth. Major is trying to get away from all points of contact, all warmth. But not getting down off the couch. Scared? Disgusted?
“Cuf-...” Chew, chew, swallow. “Cupcake? What’s up?”
A heavily scarred arm folds and shifts to better hide his head. His face. Major grunts softly in refusal to speak.
“Have some snacks. You like these chips. Come on, eat something.” He pats a friendly hand on the ridge under Major’s blanket that looks like an arm. “Watch the show with me, Cupca-!” A flurry of movement startles Simon into silence, and he registers the dark figure looming over him before he feels the weight across his lap and chest.
The obedient, sullen killer has flung his blanket away, pinned Simon’s arm, and straddled him in under a second. Major’s eyes are wild, his chest heaving for air, as he leans forward hard to keep his captor pinned.
Simon’s eyes flit rapidly between Major’s as he processes this. He feels no edge of a blade pressed to any part of himself, or the muzzle of a gun. He isn’t being threatened with anything. Major looks… empty-headed. His body reacted and he didn’t have a plan.
When Simon laid a hand on him over the blanket, he thought it was his elbow, maybe forearm. But it felt too broad. Must have been Major’s hip. And after yesterday… that must have felt… bad.
“Hey,” Mutters the pinned man without anything accusatory in his tone. “Cupcake. You have three seconds.”
It takes two. Major looks confused, angry, and frightened in a flash, and then he’s clambering off to fall to the side with a panicked grunt. Simon can shoot. Simon has resources, Simon’s quick with his gun and stronger than he looks. In an instant Major remembers all of the sessions they’ve had. The alarming strength Simon can have when he’s excited to cause pain.
The whole couch trembles. Simon lifts a hand to placate, and the couch jerks with the captive’s flinch. Pure adrenaline rules him, after the fright of his hip being grabbed and his body reacting, only to hear a rare and earnest threat. Three seconds then a bullet in him.
“Eat popcorn,” Simon settles on saying, after a brief staredown that Major wouldn’t step up to. “Watch the show. Alright?”
Cupcake shrugs up a shoulder, shifting tensely to flop into a more forcibly casual position. A scar-jagged hand dives into the popcorn bowl and emerges with a fistful of the stuff, shoving it awkwardly into his mouth. Major chomps in a bitter vendetta against the snack.
“There you go, Cupcake. It’s not a session, so I’m not going to hurt you. Relax.”
Against Major’s instincts, against his pride, his muscles go slack in stops and starts. The blanket lies pooled in his lap and his glaring at the screen softens into plain watching. It’s not a session. He gets warnings, before they come. Out here, right now, it’s just snacks and TV. He can relax.
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ganondoodle · 11 months ago
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btw, BanditGames, one of the big zelda theory guys on youtube, posted a bigger totk rant video thats over an hour long, and while obviously i dont agree with every single point and there are alot of things he didnt mention, its still kinda validating to see one of the theory guys just openly rant about it like that
(i also left a pretty long comment on it and im hoping im not getting any weirdo replies making fun of how i call certain things or worse on it lmao)
anyway, jsut wanted to mention it bc i found it neat
youtube
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crystalcourt-halo · 4 months ago
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"Gilded Gargoyles" Pair Has Launched For Painted Pebbles Hatchery!
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An impromptu choice has been made on my end to forge an old breeding mate with a new one! I loved their colors and genes together so much that now a breeding project I thought I was gonna have to work toward, already existed in my lair! Scruffy & Pebbles are the hatchery's newest edition, so I hope you guys are interested in meeting their offspring. ;u;
Hatchlings they have the chances of producing:
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Interested? Please feel free to add yourself to the pinglist(s) here if you find more than one pair you like :]
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stickidystickblog · 2 years ago
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AAUUUggGgGghHHHHHHhhhh fishie I read an unfinished mermaid au fic and now I cannot stop thinking about funny little fish fellas hEEELLppp
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vtatters · 1 year ago
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oc-landfill · 2 years ago
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BEHOLD
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daemon-in-my-head · 11 days ago
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Durge struggling with eating food, cuz the hard switch from humanoid treats to nothing to 'regular ass food' (or whatever the tadfools could scavage) is simply too much for them to handle even if they don't know why, agonising them even further.
Is that anything?
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l3viat8an · 1 year ago
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I would also give Mammon any shiny things I found, like metal buttons or glass shards
Omg yes! And Mammon keeps everything you give him where he can see it as soon as he wakes up!! like if it’s small shiny stuff he has a little jar or box he keeps it all in right by his bed!
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sageisnice · 10 months ago
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Gonna post the 2 remaining prompts that I needed to draw Jack stuber & Freebie.. 30/31
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I apologize for kinda giving up on drawing every day like I said I would.. not that it's too big of a deal, but cuz i feel like a broke a promise to some degree if that makes sense.. my productivity when it comes to posting stuff online has been very slow over these past few months, but I'm glad that you guys are still here supporting me, even if it's smaller then what it used to be.. 💕
Thank you :)))))
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fruitsclipper · 4 months ago
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s-p-e-r-m whale. Thar she blows i see... her tail! 🐳
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