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Jules of Nature
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Origami Around
Keni
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Three Goblin Art
YOU ARE THE REASON
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Not today Justin
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@wrongblooded
ICON COMMISSIONS
Hey I’m looking to make a little bit of money before this next semester starts, so I’m doing icons! Prices are flexible depending on how much content there is of your desired character. Fandoms: VLD, TDP, She-Ra, Disney (if it’s on netflix), Marvel, Castlevania, Overwatch, and more!
Prices vary but roughly $15 for every 20 icons with a psd. I haven’t done the math to see how much that is per icon, but it’s less than a dollar.
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is it weird if i make a blog for him? i kinda want to make a blog for him
Why do my favorite characters keep getting stuck in things...
Okay that was good. i really only have one complaint and it’s not a big one so i’m just gonna go sob k thnx
I have made a grave mistake
The sound of the cargo bay door opening echoed through the small spacecraft. She was BACK. Having left her newfound guest on the craft while she went and retrieved something, or, someone. After all, there was immense DOUBT the other rebels would greet him openly. Not after what he had done three deca-phoeb’s ago. So she had requested he stay here out of sight as what she needed to retrieve was far too PRECIOUS to risk losing if they saw him being harbored in her helm. Walking in she set down a duffle bag onto the floor which made a slightly heavy thump. Shiting her weight to rest something against the curve of her hip while closing the cargo bay door. But that something was a small child, a BOY, only a few months older than two years of age. Her son.
He was clinging to her bodysuit nestled into the material. Her arm wrapped around his little frame to keep him balanced into her side before shifting him once more despite his fussy complained whine in order to hold him down against her chest. Letting him use the curve of her breast as a pillow.
❝ I’m back. ❞
@wrongblooded
He was sulking.
One arm was thrown over his eyes, the other dangling uselessly off a pile of crates as he lay unmoving. He was sequestered in this one musty room, and his wrists still ached from the chains - both the literal and metaphorical ones. Anywhere was better than that Witch’s lair, but the feeling of dread hadn’t lessened since he’d been...rescued.
He was still alone. Still a caged animal with nothing to do except pace. As it were, he felt as if he were in line for the slaughterhouse, and the feeling only heightened when the cargo doors screeched open.
Lotor allowed his arm to fall, head turning as she stepped into the room and spoke those two words. How unemotional. As if she were announcing to a machine, but it was what she held that caught his attention.
His brow furrowed, pushing up onto his elbow as he squinted in the dim light at what was clearly a child snuggled into her chest.
“What’s that?”
i like how space doesn’t care about me. it’s impossible to disappoint the sun
Ask my muse “Have you ever ___” questions!
I tried out a design for human!Zethrid for Lightning’s drag racing AU fic
Team Sincline are such pretty ppl.
Imprisoned/Trapped Monster Starters
(requested by several users, and including non-verbal actions. Add pronouns/rephrase as needed!)
HUMAN
“Who locked you up in here?” “So you’re the beast they were talking about.” “Calm down, I’m not the one who put you in there!” “I’m going to try getting you out. Just hold still.” “Why would they put you in there?” “Hello? Can you understand me?” “No, I’m not letting you out.” “We’re going to make sure you rot in there.” “I’ll only let you out if you promise not to eat me alive.” “Are you in some kind of trouble?” “Stop struggling, I’m trying to help you!” “You’re staying in there until we find out what you are.” “You poor thing. Why would anyone do this to you?” “If you cooperate, we might just set you free.” “I can’t let you out. They’ll just come after you again.” “How long have you been in there?” “You weren’t born in that tank, were you?” “Your freedom is just the price to pay for our very important research.” “I’ll cut you down, just stop struggling!” “I’m not going to hurt you, I just need to cut these ropes.” “Stop howling, they can hear you a mile away!” *taps on the glass* *waves* “Can you hear me through the glass?” *holds up a note to the glass* [insert message]
MONSTER
“What do you want with me?” “You’re not here to poke me with anything, are you?” “Open the fucking door and let me out!” “I didn’t do anything wrong. Why am I in here?” “I know why you’re letting me out. You’re hoping I lead you to the others.” “I’m the only one of my kind.” “I was minding my own business. Next thing I know, I’m in here.” “They’ve been running tests on me.” “Please, let me out. Have some mercy.” “I just want to go home.” “I was born in this facility.” “It’s been so long, I don’t even remember how old I am.” “I haven’t been outside in years [months/weeks/etc].” “Just at least tell me why I can’t go home.” “Don’t come near me, I can get out on my own!” “I can free myself. Get that knife away from me.” *swipes claws* *hisses* *stares curiously through the glass* *points at the cage door* *places hands on the glass*
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Teeth grit the moment those words spilled from his lips. She shifted meekly a bit in his hold to try and carry herself without much success. Only for her leg’s to shake violently as a result. There was no way for her to keep her weight up at all. The moment she even attempted to it just sent off pain receptors.
❝ I’M THE IDIOT?! ❞
Words were almost spat out as plum brows furrowed sharply. Fangs slightly flashing.
❝ YES. Clearly, because you’re the King of idiocy! It takes one to know one! ❞
Verbal venom dripped from her lips bitterly. The past three years had left her far more free to speak the words she kept caged in her mind.
❝ At least I’m not the one walking around begging to get shot!❞
His jaw clenched as he hauled her around a corner, his unused muscles screaming in protest. The years had left him weak - pathetic, really - but he wasn’t about to let that cost Acxa’s life. No matter how tempting she made it.
“Spare me,” he growled, panting through clenched teeth as the anger boiled in his blood.
How did she get here? Was there a ship nearby? He started towards the hangar.
“You abandoned me, Acxa. You left me to die, so excuse me if I’m just making sure the job finally gets done!”
As much as she wished to deny it, to blame it on instinct, she knew it wasn’t true. The moment she saw him in danger, no matter how pissed off at the ex-emperor she was, she acted. Throwing herself between him and the aimed gun taking the hit instead. Pain seared its way through her abdomen upon impact. Frame lurching forward a bit in agony. In vain she tried to stop the crimson which began to spill from the wound by using her hand to apply pressure. DAMN IT. This wasn’t supposed to happen.
A muffled pitched noise of pain fled her through grit teeth. Her free hand raised quickly, using the gun she had stolen off of a sentry to shoot down LOTOR’S would-be murder before the gun slipped from her hand.
They needed to keep MOVING there was more on the way and if they stayed here they BOTH would die. She couldn’t let that happen. Not after she spent so long searching for him. Yet, she wasn’t even sure she could walk at this point. A fact that was only proven correct the moment she attempted to step forward only for her to collapse the second she tried.
❝ LOTOR… ❞
@wrongblooded
He was being careless and he knew it, but what did he have to lose? His freedom? Gone. His life? Never his to begin with.
He would be shot, ripped apart, and then sewed back together again as he had countless times. The scars were physical proof, but his mind is where the damage resided. What was one more scar to add to the collection - one more pain to claim as his.
That is, of course, why he didn’t notice her until it was too late. He was too caught up in his own whirlwind of self pity and martyrdom that he could only catch the grunt of pain and crumpled form before him after the shot.
It was only thanks to thousands of years of training that his body could react before his mind.
Lotor leaped forward, seizing the gun as curses slipped from his lips and he hauled her arm over his shoulder - tenderness be damned.
“Idiot!” he spat, drawing on his strength to lift her. “They wouldn’t have killed me!”
But now her life was at stake, and he had more blood on his hands - not to mention the question of why she was even here.
She said it herself. It was time to sever ties. She had abandoned him only now to take a fatal shot like the fucking idiot she was.
The suit reflects it’s wearer’s greatest hopes and fears
was thinking about acxa going through BoM trials and now we have angst :]
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ATTENTION I am dropping all threads. Literally all of them. Every single one. Hmu if you wanna plot, but yeah. Dropping threads. I’m also doing some work on my ships so if you wanna keep shipping with me, contact me. If you want a ship with me, contact me (and we’ll see.)
