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i like to pick up feathers while out on a walk, and today i decided to trim and paint this dove feather i'd found and cleaned a while ago.
it's not quite proportionally accurate and the feather didn't take the watercolor paint as easily as i was hoping, but i'm happy with it as a first attempt!
i don't have another pure white feather in my collection right now but as soon as i pick up another one i'll try again :]
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Jun Kazama from the back cover of the 1997 Tekken manga, illustrated by Masae Hashimoto. Publisher: ASPECT Comics. Accessed via the Internet Archive.
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Wanted to draw a pretty, decked out Consort Shang Qinghua and am left with 2* feelings about it at the moment
1) need to add more shinies
2) that GBBO “Started making it, had a break down, bon apetit” thing
*0.5) fuck i really need more dark colored markers
The bottom one is kind of a mock up to coordinate with an idea I have for the cloak I want to make my MBJ bjd whenever I get around to it. I have some black silk I want to paint with the borealis, but of course consort!SQH would need a matching one ;) It needs some other kind of decoration but see point 2 above.
EDIT: Because i can’t believe I forgot to explain this detail: the flowers on the head piece are meant to be like the ice bells in my fic Apricity!
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Every single day I fight another war
Every single night I feel more powerful
Well, this is what it takes to live my way
So the world will take me as I am.
an aredhel playlist (listen here on spotify!)
eng translations for i don’t want another life, isil elun’falo, galleria
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Everywhere he looked, the only parental figures he could see were the ones who had feathered wings.
Logan tensed, wings shaking as he leaned forward. It couldn’t be. “Remy.” He whispered hoarsely, eyes raking the field again, searching for any sign of scale or skin among the adults on the field.
There were none.
“REMY.” He repeated, the roar of the crowd growing muted in his ears as he elbowed his friend to get his attention.
“Geez Gurl, What? They’re about to take off!”
“Where are the other parents?” He hissed, grabbing his arm.
Remy blinked, frowning down at the field. “They’re dow--” “No. Look.” Logan pointed, his finger shaking. “Those people all have feathers, Remy. Where are the ones like us? With the scales? The skin?” He couldn’t see anyone over the age of fifteen with bat wings, dragon wings, or even the more rare insect wings on the field.
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