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#anyway i do want to make more doodles of a crossover party
rainbow-wolf120 · 4 months
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RAGHHHHH 1934!!!
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Yay! Happy revolution around the sun y'all!! 2023 was wild for me. It went by so fast lmaoo
But I appreciate all of your support for me and my silly little art! Love you all <3
(Btw no one brought alcohol to the party and Ramon was given a glass of soda </3)
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Here's the version without the obnoxious shading
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Cheers for another year :D
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bazingerrr · 2 years
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Your art is absolutely awesome and I adore the bill art! I love Bill x readers but sadly there’s not enough of them ;-;
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Thank you so much I sent this ask to my friend and am going to print and frame this 💙💙💙
And yeah it’s an absolute shame there isn’t more /readers and inserters !! My friend brew posted some oc stuff ages ago but every time I check up on them something is beating the shit out of them 😭😭💙💙💙 Justice for that mf !!
If you want to see some crossover doodles look below!!
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SOBBING LOOK AT HOW UTTERLY DOWN HORRENDOUS HE IS FOR HER!!
Btw if ur willing to show me ur oc and tell me backstory and cute hc between whatever character I WILL DRAW THEM SOBS I LOVE PEOPLES OCS SOSOSOSO MUCH
find Brew on @truecobblepot !!
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Crossover time!!
Two Ladies and their Cannon Companions!!
Btw Bill’s only in a human form because they needed to go out to a restaurant in public !! Also not my official Human Bill design!! — because I don’t have one !! I like using other peoples designs but also messing around with my own because in my opinion I think Bill wouldn’t want to be stuck in a human body forever, I think he’d use his shapeshifting abilities to really switch around the options a bunch !! Which is great for me since I love character design ^^
The reason he looks like the way he does in this comic is cause I thought it’d be nifty to ham in the Party aesthetic — story wise he probably chose this form because Stanford made a comment about his triangle for in public and Bill chose this form to go into a restaurant to, like: “better? :)” I think that is very funny and I might make a prequel to this lol anyway that’s just the side note for Bill’s design here,
Brew also drew some /oc stuff on their account so you should totally check them out if u haven’t, but also don’t expect only that because they do other stuff on there!! The art is so top tier omg,,, if ur into game of thrones I think that’s the show they are currently binging!!
They are so cool.
keep ur eye peeler out! You might need to peel your eyes manually soon because I’m going to post the 4th instalment of Bill and Dan Doodles!!
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fericita-s · 3 years
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The Bloom Is On The Rye
Henry was a man and none of his gifts were trifles, starting with the firm arm around her waist saving her from certain death and the blanket around her shoulders to keep out the cold now.  The ring on her finger that he had probably been saving for a woman he loved and admired rather than one he had to take care of like a tiresome beast of burden, even though he was too nice to say so.
An 8K-ish Mercy Street Emmry story (with a dash of Phoster) I’ll be posting in 6 parts, starting today.  Also on AO3.
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@jomiddlemarch​  wrote In Having New Eyes for Mercy Street Advent, Oregon Trail crossover day.  When I freaked out about how much I loved it she encouraged me to write more, even sending me ideas and brainstorming about various directions the story could take.  So here it is! Thanks for letting me play!
@the-spaztic-fantastic​ continues to make everything I write better, from brainstorming to beta-ing to being an enthusiastic reader.  Thank you.
At night Henry read aloud from the Book of Psalms.  Their first evening together he had cleared his throat awkwardly and asked if she would like to hear.  Emma knew it was his way of telling her he didn’t expect a wedding night so she said yes, an easier yes than any of the others she had given that day.   Henry’s voice was measured, like he was considering every word as he spoke it, and soothing, like he wanted the words to comfort her in the way he would not with his touch.
The words reached her, more than they ever had inside the four walls of a church or though the short verses she embroidered on pillows.  Now she thought David’s words could be her own. Give ear to my words, oh Lord, and consider my groaning.  Let all who take refuge in you rejoice; let them ever sing for joy, and spread your protection over them. Sometimes the psalms were angry and sometimes joyous and sometimes despairing, but always wanting to find hope.  
And Emma was all of those things too. The expanse of land was breathtaking in its beauty and she could hardly deny that the Creator God who made it was powerful. 
But the land was also terrifying and unfair, and she sometimes wondered if God was too.
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“Thank you,” she said as Henry put a blanket around her shoulders.  He didn’t say anything in return but he did sit next to her, their sides touching just barely, their feet hanging over the side of the wagon.  The campfire was several feet away and the light from the stars and moon was bright enough that she could probably see his face if she dared turn and look.
“At home we had servants.”
“Oh,” said Henry, moving slightly so that their sides were no longer pressed together at all, and Emma mourned the loss.  It had felt warm, nice even to be touched, light though it had been.  There had been so little of it since her family died. “We’ll probably have to keep our own house, even after this trek is over. Though perhaps in a few years we could hire someone to help.”
“I only meant - that’s why I don’t know what to do.  But I’ll learn.”
“I should have told you more, before we married. And I don’t expect you to do all that.  I managed fine as a bachelor. I can do for us both.”
“Then what would I contribute?” she asked, now looking at him and smiling so he would know she wasn’t aggrieved.  It was a new world to her but she’d seen enough to know that everyone had to have a use.  Nothing could exist for only beauty and perhaps it was a mercy Alice hadn’t realized that yet before her end came. 
Perhaps it would have made Jimmy into a man who did more than ruin his family.  
“I’m sure you have many talents,” Henry said and Emma was grateful he spoke.  Not just for the confidence or kindness it showed, but for pulling her from the darker thoughts that had started to intrude.
“I can plan a party.  Embroider a handkerchief. Paint a landscape.” 
“Could you sew a dress? I can probably get some calico or muslin when we go through Fort Kearney. I know you’ve only the one dress since - “ he paused and took her hand, hesitantly covering it with both of hers. She smiled at him, so he would know it was welcome, and pulled the blanket tighter around her shoulders with her other hand, shivering a little. 
“I can manage that.  And I can pay for it, too. My trunk with our sewing notions; I still have it. Mother hid some brooches among the buttons and I’m wearing the pearl necklace. We could sell them.  There’s a leontine watch chain too, but we had to sell the watch.”  Emma felt the drop pearl pendant warm against her chest and thought of the brooches carefully wrapped in bits of fabric.  The cabochon garnet in its decorative frame and the less valuable hand painted one, enamel and round, the size of a coat button. Her mother had painted it herself and kept it stowed away from the grit of their dusty travel, but Emma remembered seeing her sit with it that first night on the trail, turning it over in her hand and then bringing it to her cheek like a kiss. 
“No,” he said, and his fingers moved to his mother’s ring, loose on her finger. He ran his thumb over it and Emma shivered again.  “You keep that. You should keep something of your family. To give to your own children someday.”
Her hand fell gently into her lap as he drew his hands back and Emma wondered if he, like her, was suddenly thinking about what it would mean for her to have children someday.  Was he regretting this arrangement? This marriage where he barely touched her?  
“Your mother’s ring - was there someone you planned to give it to?”
“No. I brought a few of her things, without much of a plan for their use.  Small things to remember her by.  And you, was there someone for you?” 
“I thought so, before we left.  But when our family fortunes turned, he did too. I’m not longing for him.”  She could feel him looking at her and it made her feel warm. Like she had admitted too much.
“Good.  I mean, I wouldn’t want you to have more grief to bear than you already have.” 
Neither spoke as Silas Bullen began playing his fiddle from across the circle of wagons, a jaunty version of “Yankee Doodle” that Mrs. Brannan’s voice soon joined.  Emma could picture her parents listening to it - her father inviting her mother to dance, her mother complaining that a song with a Virginian like Washington in the lyrics would use the word ‘Yankee,’ but smiling and taking his hand anyway.
“I’m not crying about you. About being married to you. When I cry.  I just miss them, that’s all,” Emma said, wishing she was still wearing her bonnet so Henry couldn’t see the tears springing to her eyes.  
“I know,” he said. “I understand.” And she believed that he did, passing her handkerchiefs all day when her tears fell and not mentioning the cause. This time, after pressing a handkerchief into her fist, he also put his arm around her, running his hand up and down her arm, making shushing noises like she had heard him use with the oxen when he unyoked them for the night. She could feel his heart beating against her back as he pulled her tighter against his chest.
It was nice talking this way.  Like he was a friend and could maybe be something more soon. Like they could get through this together. Emma knew how to tease and cajole and even dare boys into showing their affection.  She had received trifles such as a paint set or a bouquet of flowers someone’s servant had grown in a hothouse.  
But Henry was a man and none of his gifts were trifles, starting with the firm arm around her waist saving her from certain death and the blanket around her shoulders to keep out the cold now.  The ring on her finger that he had probably been saving for a woman he loved and admired rather than one he had to take care of like a tiresome beast of burden, even though he was too nice to say so.
Author’s Note:  I did research but only included information that would help Henry and Emma in their romantic pursuit of each other, occasionally eschewing actual facts and realities to make the story more compelling.  For example, most travelers on the trail (called emigrants or overlanders) used tents or slept in the open by the campfire since their wagons were too loaded with supplies.  But I needed Henry and Emma to have some privacy or else he would never ever make a move and no one wants that story.  Henry reads here from Psalm 5, a psalm of David.  Emma’s jewelry was of the type popular at the time; the leontine style was named after a famous actress and was made of a woven golden ribbon with a tassel on one end and a watch hook on the other.
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This Week in Gundam Wing 18-25 August 2018
Here’s what’s happened this last week! (And some other stuff... because why not?)
Remember to give you fandom creators some love!
~Mod Hel
Fanfiction/Snippets/AU Ideas:
@anaranesindanarie​
Chocolate https://archiveofourown.org/works/13488411/chapters/36639114
Cocktail Friday (Ch. 3)
2X3
@lifeaftermeteor​
Snippet Saturday https://lifeaftermeteor.tumblr.com/post/177348323129/if-i-only-could-make-a-deal-with-god-get-him-to
Heero joins Duo for the President's Office Staff Christmas Party
@noirangetrois​
And I Never Told Him https://archiveofourown.org/works/15769521
Summary: Heero has a bad feeling about Duo’s mission, and he’s proven right when things go horribly wrong.
Archive Warning: Major Character Death
Relationships: Duo Maxwell/Heero Yuy, well kind of… they both want that anyway, 2+1
Additional Tags: Angst, Canon-Typical Violence, Mutual Pining, POV Duo Maxwell, Shounen-ai, throwback Thursday
I wrote this back in 2001, when I was still in high school. Back in the glory days of this fandom… Ah, the good old days.
Snippet Saturday https://noirangetrois.tumblr.com/post/177379032044/snippet-saturday
Here’s a continuation of my Las Vegas 3x4 AU. You can find the first part here.
Brunch (Cocktail Friday: Ch. 4) https://archiveofourown.org/works/13951260/chapters/36728361
Relena and Trowa invite some friends over for brunch.
Hot Coca https://noirangetrois.tumblr.com/post/177175068982/hot-cocoa
2X5
Waves and a Wedding (Ch. 3) https://archiveofourown.org/works/15639375/chapters/36718770
The birthday gift for @kangofu-cb continues!
Rating: Explicit
Relationship: Duo Maxwell/Relena Peacecraft
Characters: Relena Peacecraft, Duo Maxwell, Quatre Raberba Winner, Dorothy Catalonia, Trowa Barton, Catherine Bloom
Summary: Relena’s mother is pressuring her to get married, so when she meets a handsome and charming man on a cruise, she can’t help but think that he could be the solution to all her problems.
Relena was more than a little bit drunk. It’s what she got, she mused, for having a second Long Island Iced Tea. She’d promised to have only one, of course, but how could she refuse a drink from such a handsome man? Very handsome, and very charming. And interested in her!
Duo had taken the seat next to Quatre, much to her disappointment. Well. Perhaps she couldn’t surreptitiously brush hands or sit just a little too close, like she was longing to, but she could admire the view. And what a view! Piercing blue eyes that seemed almost purple in the dim light of the bar, long bangs framing a heart-shaped face, and a beautiful chestnut braid she couldn’t help but be a little jealous of. And that smile – she couldn’t get enough of that smile.
@ransomedbard​
Infected https://archiveofourown.org/works/15790164
Hilde Schbeiker, Duo Maxwell
Suicidal Thoughts, Preventers (Gundam Wing), Aliens, Trust Issues, Character Growth, Best Friends, Rip-off of a rip-off of Alien
Infected with an alien pathogen that had already transformed several of her Preventer colleagues into mindless berserkers, Hilde was secretly glad to be left behind in the station’s brig to die alone. But she hadn’t reckoned on Duo deserting his squad and his duty to go ‘rescue’ her. Now on their own with a horde of alien monsters separating them from potential rescue, and afraid that her time is rapidly running out, she must press Duo to reveal the truth about what happened during her blackout, and weigh the cost of granting his wish for her to live against her fear of losing control.
@relenaforpresident​
Cherry Lips https://relenaforpresident.tumblr.com/post/177364160159/cherry-lips-cocktail-friday
Cocktail Friday
One Night Only https://archiveofourown.org/works/15769398
Reeling from a breakup, Relena pays a visit to an old friend...
3XR
(It was last week, but I obviously missed it.)
@terrablaze514​
Don’t Stop, Please https://terrablaze514.tumblr.com/post/174509390401/dont-stop-please-2x5x2
One last throwback post... This is a 2x5/implied OT5 that got lost in the matrix (with the Best Stuff First chaos). Originally written for 2x5x2 Day, and soulful smut. Rated E.
To Kill a Brown Recluse (Part 1) https://terrablaze514.tumblr.com/post/174908254552/to-kill-a-brown-recluse-part-1
An old post (Tumblr exclusive, crossover)... Unfortunately, by the time I've posted this short-short, the website had a major glitch with "Best Stuff First". So I'm resharing this jig. More info: Rated G. Starring characters from Gundam Wing and The Simpsons. Plot: Dealing with an evil Brown Recluse.
Ionic Victory, Covalent Destiny (Ch. 1) https://terrablaze514.tumblr.com/post/177271805687/disclaimer-i-do-not-own-the-characters-just
BOOM! Long time no write, but I'm back at it again. Rating and pairings will eventually change/shift, but in the meantime, this is what I have. More chapters coming soon! Also, give a special shoutout to the artist listed who made the cover art with Photoshop. As for the fic, it's on my AO3 account, and all are invited to read it if they haven't already. More info: This fic begins four months after Endless Waltz. Canon/slight divergence. Primarily OT5-Friendship. *Chapter 1*
Fanart:
@duointherain
http://duointherain.tumblr.com/post/177160488654
Duo Maxwell
@lemontrash
https://lemontrash.tumblr.com/post/177338613124/havent-doodled-in-a-while
Duo and Trowa
Naoguiarts
https://www.deviantart.com/naoguiarts/art/Duo-761167835
Duo Maxwell
(The lovely Nao was kind enough to have him mimic the Trowa she did for me a while back. ^-^)
@relenaforpresident
http://gundamwing-ellesmith.tumblr.com/post/170269667259/agent-pagan-sanc-secret-service-inspired-by
(I love that this comic has resurfaced! lol)
Pagan (is a badass)
@shinigami-of-excellence
http://shinigami-of-excellence.tumblr.com/post/177213077177/commission-for-anaranesindanarie-this-was-super
Duo Maxwell
@starrybitz
http://starrybitz.tumblr.com/post/131655514391/inktober-20-the-cutest-character-from-gundam
Duo Maxwell
(From way back in 2015... but *shrugs* the fandom doesn’t produce a lot of new things every week. ^-^)
Chats/Dialogues/Discussions:
@gundamwing-ellesmith
http://gundamwing-ellesmith.tumblr.com/post/177171018564/noheero-noirangetrois-craftssakura
Some headcanons on Heero riding a horse and scaling buildings... and other such things.
@lifeaftermeteor @noheero @noirangetrois @lemontrash @craftssakura @fuckyeahheeroxrelena @fanficfavsies @tokyolurker @stitched-inside
No Idea What To Put This Under:
@gw-ficrecfriday
https://gw-ficrecfriday.tumblr.com/post/177173744891/lbro009-dantedevereaux-for-all-my-writers
WuFei’s sword...
@gundamwing-ellesmith
https://lemontrash.tumblr.com/post/177233974734/gundamwing-ellesmith-relenaforpresident
@relenaforpresident @lemontrash
Gundam Wing Pinball Machine (seriously, where’s this been all my life?)
Calendar Events:
@our-summer-of-zechs
https://our-summer-of-zechs.tumblr.com/post/177103933146/summer-of-zechs-2018-comes-to-a-close
Here’s the themes from the 5th - the 11th!
We’re taking entries until the end of August (the 31st)!
@gwcocktailfriday
Cocktail Fridays!
Post responses on Friday, between 3 & 5 pm EST.
Here’s the prompt for Friday August 31st! https://gwcocktailfriday.tumblr.com/post/177375821027/cocktail-friday-post-responses-on-friday-august
@gwoc-october
Idea Generator https://gwoc-october.tumblr.com/post/176979377615/idea-generator
Come throw out ideas for this October!
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