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literacide · 5 months
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Can you draw Tokomaru :D
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Does it count as reading if your super cool author girlfriend reads her book to you ??
Not if you fall asleep.
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[my art don’t repost]
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she-anemone · 8 months
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Whisper watching over the city like some kind of bat-like protector or something
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infamous-if · 1 year
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A bit more of Orion on the blog which coincides nicely with the upcoming free drabble. It's taking a bit but this scene did make me laugh and pat my own back for thinking of it.
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"who is marty?" just some dude, really
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guys ive never drawn a strider before they scared me
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chimichangacongaline · 9 months
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Sunny says “more is best!” Luna says “less is more”
my fave sisters of the moon
i just cant resist putting a moon and nega moon on them
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kakashihotakes · 1 year
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@ANIMANGACREATORS CHALLENGE #17 ☕️ CAFE AMC Make an edit of an animanga that you find refreshing
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saeiken · 1 year
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ora!!
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Thursdays in Kirkwall, you know how it is
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vosh-rakh · 10 days
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Ku-vastei watched lazily as young Hla-eix and the Duke’s daughter, Derelayn, play-fought in the palace courtyard. Derelayn was bigger than Hla-eix, being a few years older, but Hla-eix kept pace with her. The clacks of their wooden toy swords clashing resonated throughout the empty space. Ku-vastei was proud of her daughter’s skill; she recognized several short blade maneuvers she had taught her herself.
Ku glanced at her wife lounging nearby, casually reading a book. Ku-vastei thought she must be very lucky to have such a lovely wife and daughter. (Being Hortator was a nice plus, too – at least when she had a moment to breathe like this.)
But the feeling was short-lived. A sudden jolt of pain spiked up her right hand, permanently encased in Wraithguard. With her left hand she reached for the glass of cold marshmerrow juice on the small table next to her, and took a mighty swig. No healing potion, but a decent analgesic. The pain slowly subsided in descending throbs until it was barely noticeable. She flexed her hand to make sure. A bit tight in the fingertips and crook of the thumb, but manageable. Watching the interlocking plates and joints shift, she had an idea.
“Girls!” she shouted across the courtyard. “Come here.”
Hla-eix and Derelayn dropped their swords and approached seated Ku-vastei.
“Yes, mama?” asked Hla-eix, expectant.
At the same time, Derelyan asked, “Yes, Hortator?” She seemed nervous, like she thought she was in trouble. And the fact that the girl still called Ku “Hortator” after all these years bothered her.
“Tell me,” Ku began, “What is on my right hand?”
The girls fell silent and thoughtful. After a moment, Derelayn offered, “Lord Vivec, Hortator?”
“No, Derry,” said Ku, patiently but without smiling. “Vivec is my left hand.”
Hla-eix lit up and suggested, “Oh! It’s Uncle Arry!”
“No, Eix,” said Ku again, shaking her head. “Aryon is my right hand, yes, but you’re not thinking literally enough.”
“Ohhh,” Hla-eix gasped, a long, drawn out sound. “You mean Wraithguard!”
“Yes, sweetheart,” said Ku, still not smiling. She raised her right hand, the back of Wraithguard facing the girls. “Eix, do you know what it does?”
“Yes, mama!” Hla-eix said, eager to show her knowledge. “It keeps you safe from the power of Sunder and Keening!”
“And what would happen if someone without Wraithguard on their hand attempted to wield Sunder or Keening?”
Hla-eix frowned and her voice became solemn. “They would die, mama.”
“Hm,” muttered Ku with a slight nod. With Wraithguard, she pulled Keening from its sheath on her hip. “This,” she said, brandishing the profane dagger, “is Keening, what laid low Dagoth Ur with its final sting to his heart.” (She was so used to the lie she had told Vivec after that fight that she told it everywhere – none but Azura could prove her wrong, and she didn’t seem interested.)
“Ah!” gasped Hla-eix, leaning in close.
“Wow!” added Derelayn, also leaning in. “It’s so pretty!”
“Don’t touch!” Ku warned suddenly, raising her voice. “You would die!”
The girls recoiled in fear from the blade, frightened by Ku’s volume.
“You mustn’t be careless with the profane tools,” admonished Ku. “One wrong move and –” She quickly tossed up Keening, catching it in her bare left hand.
“Mama, no!” cried Hla-eix, lunging forward to stop her mother’s apparent carelessness. Derelayn burst into tears immediately.
Ku-vastei pulled back Keening from Hla-eix’s reach, and burst into laughter. “You thought I was in danger!” She returned the dagger to its sheath. “It’s a neat trick I learned by accident once – the gauntlet protects my whole body!”
But now even Hla-eix was crying big, angry tears. From behind came a shout from Ashiri: “Ku-vastei! Stop frightening the children!”
“Oh, it was just a bit of fun, I didn’t mean to –”
“Girls, come to mommy. It’s okay, sweets. That’s right, come here and give me a big hug.”
Ku rolled her eyes. Kids these days. So sensitive.
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mousegirl-cheerleader · 11 months
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Got a date later, tryin to look more feminine
She/her have a nice day
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sn0wbat · 7 months
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pastel goth bat (he/it) and morten (they/he) because why the hell not
it's fun to dress up our ocs like dolls sometimes
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womaninwinter · 7 months
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This one little moment has produced So Much fic and meta, there's hardly anything left to say about it (but don't worry that won't stop me from trying!!).
The first thing I'm interested in here is George's motivations – he's made it very clear that he thinks Lucy left because of Holly, so bringing her up is basically him merrily pulling the pin out of a conversational grenade. And the whole "old Luce doesn't mind dirt" thing is just mean tbh, Lucy straight out told him in THB that Holly's "perfect" appearance bothers her (with the implication that it makes her feel insecure), so he's essentially shoving the knife in right into what he knows is a sore spot. Of course, he's still very hurt by Lucy leaving (which I think is particularly understandable given that as far as he knows, Lucy's reasons for going were petty in the extreme), and he's just put that aside quite generously to bandage her up and listen to her story, and accepted her coming back to stay indefinitely on very vague terms. But I think that now that the fear for Lucy's safety has worn off, some of the bitterness has crept back in, and he's not-so-subtly reminding her that he hasn't forgotten everything just because she's in trouble.
The second thing is the famous orange juice moment. Until recently, I read it as Lockwood being slightly petty about remembering Lucy's tastes seeing as she pretended to forget how he took his tea, but I never fully liked that, because it doesn't really gel with how he behaves in the rest of the scene. From the second Lucy appears at his front door – in fact, right from the start of TCS – Lockwood is all about "how can I get her back." He's solicitous of her feelings, he's constantly checking up on her, he offers her a place to stay without hesitation – it just doesn't make sense to me that he would be trying to score points.
And then I read this fic by the ultra-talented @egrets with LW's POV on the whole scene, and in this one, he's just desperately babbling about the orange juice in an effort to distract Lucy from asking about Holly. In fact, I'm just going to quote it bcs it's so good and everyone should see it:
“You fret too much about Holly, George. She’s never complained about staying over,* has she?” He said that last bit quickly, hoping Lucy wouldn’t catch it. “You want some orange juice, Lucy? It’s your favourite: the kind with pulp.” Mind, he knew that she didn’t like pulp, but maybe it’d get them out of this conversation about Holly. Instead, George tsk ed. “Lucy doesn’t like orange juice with pulp. Remember?” Now George was just making him look bad. “Oh, yes, that’s right. It gets caught between your teeth, doesn’t it?” Her stare was heavy, penetrating Lockwood in a way that made him want to sit in the corner for timeout like a child. “I’ll take the juice,” she said finally, then tried to lighten her tone. She wasn’t particularly successful. “So, did Holly stay over last night?” “Personally, I always thought straining it through your teeth is part of the fun. You can pretend you're a blue whale.” His silliness was not an adequate enough distraction, because when he caught Lucy’s eye, she was scowling. “What?”
I love this interpretation because it tracks with how Lockwood behaves about Holly in the run-up to this moment, especially in the scene at Lucy's flat, where he straight up pretends not to hear her when she mentions Holly's name (so so funny to me incidentally). So, clearly, Lockwood thinks that Holly is some part of the reason Lucy left and is desperate to avoid the subject, so yeah, using the orange juice as a very weak attempt at distraction is far more on brand than petty jibes IMO. (Petty jabs are very much a George vibe though tbh).
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theladydrgn · 8 months
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I'm sorry. I'm sorry. You're concerned about them getting bullied??? NOW??? AND NOT WHEN YOU NAMED YOUR SONS AZIRAPHALE AND CROWLEY IN GENERAL???
Aleister Crowley???? Supernatural's Crowley??? DO NONE OF THOSE NAMES RING A BELL??? AZIRAPHALE???
Like. I know we all make light of Aziraphale's name in human aus and explain it away with "well, his family was just really religious! Named after an obscure angel!" Name your kid whatever you want but my god at least THINK about how that name might be received by their peers 😭
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As an aside, these parents reek of homophobia and heteronormaty because we were shipping Aziraphale and Crowley waaaaay before the show came out come on now. All the building blocks of a romantic relationship was there
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salmon-jaws · 9 months
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Idkkkk i dont have any art to post
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illuminatedferret · 14 days
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Ahhhhh, I can think of so many words that might come up (that aren't obvious sentence structure words, of course, like said and suchlike), I can barely narrow it down!!! Is it alright if I guess three words at once??
Relief
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Did I score a hit, or is this a strikeout?? Good luck with your writing!!!!
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Y'know, I wasn't planning on multiple words, but considering these are both guesses and only one sentence each, I see no reason not to take them all! There's no 'relief', but we've got matches on the other two!
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“His Highness listens to you,” Hua Cheng said.
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By the time Hua Cheng returned to the table, His Highness had begun eating himself, although he definitely took a glance or two at Hua Cheng’s refilled bowl.
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So you have a lot of boyfriends... What about girlfriends, or do you not swing that way?
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you could say i have a girlfriend
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although she comes with two of her own
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