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If you like Rue…like every post of her is tagged #rue core
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YAYYY thank you for the tag @foxglove-tea <3 rue main fic is so exciting, seeing her so fresh into the forbidden lands… here’s a little bit of my main fic as well :3
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Stepping into a dragon’s lair is a death sentence. Any person with a sane mind could tell you that, and yet, it’s a hunter’s job to slay that very dragon.
Well, it’s Marion’s job to slay it. His shaking legs and the unyielding lump in his throat make this more agonizing than he’d like, but just like trekking through the rest of the vale, Salem keeps him moving forward.
It’s you and me, remember?
Nothing else matters than what’s happening right now. Taking a weary, slow breath in, Marion grits his teeth and marches on.
This far down into the Rotten Vale feels… otherworldly. The main source of light seems to emanate from the vividly azure bodies of “water” rippling on the outskirts of a open clearing. Whatever this liquid is, the light dyes the rocky walls in unnatural blue hues as though Marion’s entered the deepest pit of Tartarus. In some twisted way, it’s beautiful.
Without any threats around, Marion uncaps his scoutfly container to let them map out the area. Salem’s on the lookout for their target, so Mars lifts his eyes to the ceiling and walls in search of natural traps.
After a lengthy stretch of silence, Salem approaches the hunter with a furrow in her brow. Still scanning around them, she mews faintly, “Something must’ve agitated the odogaron… there’s nothing down here. There’s no reason it came down here.”
Marion frowns. She’s right in saying there’s nothing of interest here; girros don’t stray here, based on the lack of tracks, but… there’s more flora down here, meaning a lack of carrion to eat. The upper levels are far more plentiful for the superpredator that is the odogaron.
That raises the question, however, of… what does Vaal Hazak eat?
Salem’s ears prick just as movement catches Marion’s eye. Nerves alight, his hand darts to grab his weapon and he whirls around into a readying stance.
A girros, as though they spoke of the devil. Effluvia coats its head like a plaster, and it shambles along the path without seeming to notice Marion and Salem. Mars throws a glance to his palico, finding her confused expression matching his. Then, with another start, more movement announces the arrival of—
“What in the world…” Salem mutters.
An entire pack of girros— Marion flinches, raising a hand to cover his mouth. All of them have that same effluvia… growth across their skulls like the first. They also shamble almost mindlessly after their kin, just… walking deeper into the cave.
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unsure who to tag uhhhh… whoever wants to do it, how about that lmao
stumbles in here covered in (monster) blood. I’m making some changes to my ocs (after several hours of playing mhgu, whoops)
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Thank you @svalbird for the tag…
Hi haha I’m finally working on my main fic again…don’t expect the chapter any time soon though…but you can have a snippet of In The Doghouse p.1
what if……. chat hear me out……….. y’sai x erik
could not explain to you how this ship appeared in my head but what I DO need is erik infodumping for hours about his latest study and y’sai being trapped for said hours because he wanted to finish up his work but also didn’t want erik to stop so it’s immovable object vs unstoppable force
also I think erik deserves to geek out more about seikrets. y’sai showing him typical care and nesting dynamics and he’s never seen somebody so invested in what he’s teaching
thumbnails for monster hunter pieces i'm gonna be working on eventually
Seikrets really do be my favorite Animal in any monster hunter game
Official Monster Hunter Wilds concept art: Seikret.
I’m posting the same image again but who give a shit. Look At My Blorbos. Enormous butch, equally enormous and significantly more tragic twink, and their Little Guy (gender neutral)
need Seikret Wildflower... neeeeeed Seikret Wildflower... bright coloured husband and his construct wife... he's dancing for her and it's working... she is preening him and he is so happy... give them their five baby seikrets. the fluffy babies
MY ASS IS NOT COOKING!!!!! IVE BEEN PROCRASTINATING!!!!
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Thank you for the tag @ratbagjasper! I am putting Dawes in my mouth like a chew toy
And for ye, my dear followers, I bring you Fragile Dreams
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Taking a steadying breath, Alma looked up from her nervously wringing hands and up at Shale. "Before we return to base camp, we need to discuss what we're going to tell the guild."
"Ah. Right." Shale muttered. "I did go a bit rogue back there, didn't I?"
"Slaying a monster without guild authorisation could be considered poaching. Depending on what the guild thinks the severity is, you might have your licenced removed, end up incarcerated, or…" Alma trailed off, Shale shivering at the thought of a guild knight's blade at her nape.
"So," Olivia continued. "We've come up with two options. We either tell the truth, write a full report, and hope the honesty gets you a lighter sentence, or we can omit the fact you hadn't received authorisation and hope the guild thinks nothing of it."
"Didn't think you had it in you to suggest breaking the rules, Liv." Shale said with a small grin, just enough to try ease her own nerves before she lapsed into seriousness once more. "Lying would be too great a risk. If we're found out, it's not just me who faces punishment but Alma too. I can't let that happen."
Shale looked over at Alma, her shoulders slumped as she met her eyes with a stricken expression. "Are you certain?"
She almost laughed at the question. "Of course I am, what sort of hunter would I be if I put my handler in danger?"
"But Shale, your hunting license—"
"Isn't as important to me as keeping you from getting caught up in my own consequences." She finished. "It's alright, Alma. I probably won't be returning to hunt anyways."
Alma and Olivia exchanged a look that made Shale's ears flit back, a feeling like brittle ice coming over her. She was tired of it, all the worried glances sent her way. She wasn't something to be pitied, she dug her own grave and she'll lie in it.
"Tell them the truth, Alma. I've got a clean record, a bit of overworking but that's it. Fabius won't order my head taken off since I'm one of the best he's got. What ever consequences he has me face, I can handle them."
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Tagging @wildflower-hunter and @foxglove-tea yay! Hello my friends what are you cooking up for us 👁👁
I hate how I drew her I’m gonna cry. It looks so ugly and I can’t figure out why
Junia getting together fic,,,,
You did it Y'sai!
Seriously what the fuck Keir
Rue exploring movement and using/controlling her tail.
Tentatively using it to support her weight while she hangs upside down on a branch, gesturing wildly for Alma to look at her and then just completely flubbing it because her tail starts wagging. Barely avoids falling and has to scramble up pathetically.
Using it to try and grab things. Wrapping it around various objects to work on finer motor control, except she keeps breaking shit because it is much stronger than the anticipates every single time. She has to work with sticks and logs until she can figure out how much pressure is too much or too little. Eventually starting to very carefully grasping her partners with her tail to train herself not to prick anyone.
Forcing herself to keep her tail still so she doesn’t smack anyone with it. She had to hold it or just flat out tie it around her waist before.
Movement in the trees becoming easier with the help of a tail to balance out her weight.
Getting her spikes stuck in everything while she trains. Paying for the damages in advance.
Relearning how to walk silently because the tail 1. Is an extension of her spine and 2. Completely messed up her stride. Like completely. A whole new limb kinda does that usually.