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momoksha · 1 year ago
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it’s windy again!🍃(x)
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livingfandomly · 1 year ago
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Yes bestie, it will be.
Also can we talk about the utter pain and disappointment and sadness in Nicola’s eyes at the last second when her smile drops????????? And Luke’s absolute oh-fuck-what-have-I-done eyes???? My babies were born to act.
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wildstar25 · 3 months ago
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MiqoMarch Day 14 - Favourite Zone
Marsh Lignaka, Miyakabek'zoma, Kozama'uka
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660percent · 1 month ago
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evening
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ghost-bxrd · 1 year ago
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I’ve been getting really into magical stuff recently and also DC so I’m just gonna drop this here:
Fae Dick Grayson
F A E
okay so fae stories are special to me because I grew up on hearing pagan folklore and fairytales about fae and fae adjacent creatures as good night stories so hooo boy yes I adore that trope! (I mean, I made Dick a Banshee in my fic Shuck so… hehe)
Anyway, Fae Dick Grayson! There’s just so many things you can do with it ✨
Robin appears from one day to the next, following in Batman’s shadow like a mischievous sprite, so honestly rumors have been going wild about him since day one. Robin actually being something non-human doesn’t really come as a surprise!
The fae folk are known for being awfully good at blending in with regular humans when they put their mind to it, the only thing that puts them apart (in most stories) is their otherworldly beauty, and Dick Grayson? Well, he’s definitely got that in abundance.
Just sometimes, when the light reflects off a surface in just the right way, when someone pours a glass of water and you happen to look right through the spray, or when you think you catch a glimpse of something out of the corner of your eye and you spin around— but there’s only Dick Grayson, even if a second ago you could have sworn you saw eyes where there weren’t supposed to be any; colors that aren’t supposed to exist; feathers where only skin has any right to be.
And, gods, all the talking. Dick is terrifyingly good at talking to people without actually saying anything, to the point where you walk away from the conversation feeling utterly drained after spilling your entire life story but when you think back on it— you can’t remember him ever telling you anything about himself. You know there were the usual pleasantries of “hi” and “nice to meet you” and “how are you doing?” but anything beyond that just kinda… seemed to spill out of you? It’s very strange. It’s very unnerving. By the end of the evening you other convince yourself you’re overreacting or you simply push the incident out of your mind altogether.
And there’s another thing about Dick. His name.
He only ever introduces himself as Dick Grayson/Robin. Never Richard. Never. Especially not Richard John. Names are sacred for the fae folk, names have power, so while Richard John Grayson may not be Dick’s true name, he treats it as such to honor his parents. None are allowed to use it. None except Bruce or Alfred on special occasion.
Of course, Dick’s “true” name isn’t exactly a secret so when someone does happen to use it… well, Dick may be… other… but he’s still intrinsically good in a way many of his kind don’t have the patience to be. Dick judges on a case by case basis, just like his parents and Bruce taught him. And usually people do not mean it maliciously when they use his name so he kindly corrects them and that’s that. But oh man, if they still insist on calling him “Richard”? Well..
“Oh no, it seems your credit card is being declined, sir!”
“Sheesh, you tripped over a root? In Gotham?!”
“What do you mean ten birds flew into your window last night? You live on floor level!”
“Dude I’m telling you that rash doesn’t look normal.”
“I… don’t think crows are supposed to follow you like that.”
It’s little things (most of the time, unless you really pissed Dick off) but they keep piling up, slowly driving you insane. You feel like you’re being watched, but it’s just a bird sitting on the window sill again. You feel like someone moved all your furniture just slightly to the right even tho you checked all the cameras.
The fae are kind, but they are also vindictive when crossed.
(Thanks to Bruce, however, I think Dick’s bouts of “vengeance” rarely go much farther than that though.)
Dang ok that ended up being an entire rant… wow. Anyway, yeah. Fae.
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martyreddie · 3 months ago
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conscious of nothing (the will to survive)
post 8x10 voices | pre-relationship | eddie pov | introspective | hopeful ending | 2.3k
For a split second, Eddie sees Buck's face in his mind's eye, brows pulled together and a twist to his mouth. Are you sure you want a trailer? There is a much higher risk of trailer sway when you're driving a truck. Head laid to the side, knuckles dragging across the table, I'll be fine, Buck.  Bit of a miscalculation maybe, Eddie thinks.  Then the truck flips.  
read on ao3
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cryptid-stimming · 1 month ago
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x / x / x / x
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phoenixiancrystallist · 1 month ago
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Month 5, day 24
I think I've got the grasses and flowers set up and ready for a test animation, so I'm gonna reduce the render quality and let that run (quality reduction is so my computer doesn't cook itself).
For tonight, I present to you the beginnings of the compositing I'll also be doing to this! Right now I have color grading (more purple), bloom (make shiny), and a vignette (dim border) set up, but I am still fully planning to do ~*even fancier*~ compositing bullshit once I know for sure I've got the scene set up the way I want it :D
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tarn-ati0n · 1 month ago
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I swear to God I sound like a Saturday morning cartoon villain the way I talk about weather.
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skitskatdacat63 · 1 year ago
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idkwhyiamhereagainn · 3 months ago
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Laughter of people who are sitting together on their terrace is echoing around in this silence of the middle night. Making me wonder, isn't it this is the only reason we are here for? Endless laughter without worrying about who's gonna be disrupted by it ( their neighbor or their morning self without proper sleep) , just swaying in their own way in the dark.
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steviewashere · 19 hours ago
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Sometimes I wish I was a frog eating bugs on my log in my bog...I'd be the best bug eater this side of the Mississippi.
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evenstarfalls · 7 months ago
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can i be really really honest what i want most in the world is to go to my old house and climb the oak tree and crawl out on the branch to the roof of the shed. and just sit on the hot roof in the shadow of the tree and look down at other people's yards. but i can't and i'm too big for that branch anyways.
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cryptid-stimming · 1 month ago
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sincerelyaudri · 11 months ago
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boop!
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radargrind2091 · 7 months ago
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Everwilde residents of Junglewood
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Peeki Parrot and Sheeny
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Larissa Lemur and Ringlet
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Mika Monkey and Swing
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Sela Sloth and Treebody
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Effie Elephant and Sway
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Tamika Tree Frog and Burst
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Fanci Flamingo, Swash and Kiba
-Fanci, Swash and Kiba were originally from the Grazy Grasslands
-Enchantimals (c) Mattel and Kickstart Entertainment
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