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rinledraws · 10 months
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Shen "I like Luo Binghe a normal amount" Yuan
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rinle-draws-things · 6 years
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thornbolts · 4 years
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Deathday Prompts: Rem
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Week 1 Prompt: Introductions! Who is your character? What have they been up to for the last six months? What are they currently working towards? Are they looking for friends, business contacts, enemies, to get by without drawing attention?
Remington (or just Rem or Remy) is the head of the Fence Macabre mercantile group, Argent Crusade veteran, ex-Badlands bounty hunter, deputy of Fuselight, exterminator of scarlet crusaders, and renowned gunslinger. The old forsaken's memories are starting to peter out as a result of encroaching mindlessness, but Loira seems driven to find a solution. And if that don't work, she's been learning a bit of Shadow magic on the side through one of her employees, a Forsaken tidesage by the name of Leontine. She's old for a forsaken. Been there since the taking of Undercity thirteen years ago as one of the First Generation. 
Rem has seen a lot of action in both of her lifetimes, from bounty hunting to even in the Argent Crusade: Serving as a scout-sniper as part of the Snow Ghosts, a primarily-Forsaken platoon of rogues and hunters specializing in winter reconnaissance and assassination. Without the need to eat and being unaffected by temperature, the Snow Ghosts were lauded for their unique skill to blend in among the Scourge and spend extended amounts of time behind enemy lines without support.
She often buried herself in the snow for up to a week. Sometimes, she even packed it into her mouth to prevent herself from subconsciously exhaling frost and giving away her position.
During the War Against the Lich King, Remington racked up a total of one-hundred and seventy-six confirmed sniper kills on the Scourge. Fifty-six of those kills were on Scourge leadership such as death knights and necromancers. She attained most of her kills using her rifle’s iron sights since light would shine against a scope’s glass, revealing her position.
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After the recession following the Northrend Campaign and the subsequent Cataclysm, Remington established the Fence Macabre as a means of securing work. The Fence Macabre’s founding members survived by performing unappealing work such as: mercenary contracts, odd jobs, manual labor, and bounty hunting. Despite their appearance and undeath, the group gained a reputation for reliability, honesty, and kind demeanor, later blossoming into the widely-connected mercantile group it is today.
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In life, Remington was the heir of the Thornbolt lineage, a long-line of hunters and game wardens. Over the years, the Thornbolts gradually phased out of nobility, instead becoming just humble hunters content on living off of the land. Even from a young age, her skill in shooting was renowned, often winning against bonafide Stormwind archers and snipers in shooting competitions. Eventually, she was renowned in Elwynn Forest for her infamous trick shots, such as ricocheting bullets off of mid-air coins to strike bottles, fanning the hammer and hitting the same target bullet on top of bullet, and shooting behind herself using a mirror or even just relying on shadows.
Week 2 Prompt: How much importance does your character place on birthdays? How do they like to celebrate? Which was their most important? If dead, do they celebrate the day they were raised instead?
Rem still celebrates her birthday. She wholeheartedly disagrees with the view that Forsaken should forget their past lives. Shutting out your past and refusing to come to terms with what you are versus what you were is unhealthy and bottles up emotions. Her birthday marks the start of the week of the year she's able to forget any worries or troubles that comes with running a company. 
The caravan master goes dark, taking time off to, strangely, be alone on. She departs for a big hunt or simply talks a very long walk through nature. There's something spiritual about losing one's self and melding in with the denizens of the wilderness. The wilds never were scary for the rural-raised human. Her favorite of these outings is walking the entire length of Northrend (Icecrown not included), starting from Borean Tundra and ending on the coast of the Howling Fjord.
 In life, birthdays were never on the level of noble soirees or anything, but they were always heartfelt. Rem's parents left in the early morning even before she woke up to venture into Goldshire to pick up a custom-order chocolate cake, relatively expensive since cacao beans aren't grown in Elwynn Forest. They'd come back and surprise Rem with sweets in bed. These days were the only times the family splurged on sugar. From there, Rem's parents often took her to the nearby apple orchards and cornfields to pick fruit for tomorrow's breakfast and play hide and seek. The day finally ended with a barbecue involving the entire extended family (~30 people) singing songs, playing the fiddle, dancing, shooting bottles, arm wrestling, and overall just having a rowdy old time through the night. 
Everyone would be shit-faced with a hangover the next morning. Getting absolutely trashed on Rem's birthday became a family tradition, and Rem herself joined in the moment she was old enough to chug moonshine. Not everyone survived after the Fall of Stormwind. Parties became tame and more solemn after immigrating to Lordaeron. As her parents grew older and unable to party as rowdy as they did in Rem's childhood, Rem often celebrated her birthdays by traveling with them, visiting Stratholme and Capital City to see the entirety of Lordaeron.
Week 3 Prompt: Welcome to Fence University! This is an AU that we spend time throwing ideas around for sometimes, even though we don’t write in it. Where does your character fit in? Are they a Professor, student? Do they work on campus? What do they study, how did the get to be there? Where can they usually be found and what do they generally think of those they share campus with?
Remington Thornbolt is... a highschool dropout that failed to obtain her diploma after being expelled for fighting. Scholarly subjects don't come easily to her at all, and she struggled to get her GED two years after she should've graduated. After fumbling around in academic limbo and coming dangerously close to joining the Hounds of Sylvanas MC, Remington decided to turn over a new leaf.
Intending to take up the family farming business, Remington has put her nose to the grindstone in pursuit of a degree in Agriculture and a minor in Environmental Science. Her old, delinquent ways occasionally show themselves. But for the most part, Remington keeps a tight leash on them. She's halfway through her bachelor's, and she's only seen during night classes. But she's the first one in, and the last one out.
Week 4 Prompt: Come One, Come All! The Darkmoon Faire is in town, what is your character’s favourite ride/game? Outside of these, what do they enjoy most about the experience? Are they ever concerned about where exactly, the Faire is?
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Rem just grins whenever the Shooting Arcade is up, and the gunslinger is infamous to the booth's manager, Rinling. No matter how many targets or how they dart around, Rem always clears out all of them. For her, they may as well be free wins. Regardless of Rem clearing everything out whenever she arrives, she and Rinling always have a pleasant chat about bullet ballistics and the new shiny firearms recently released by the various Azerothian gunsmithing companies.
Other than the Shooting Arcade, Rem always goes for a round or two racing. It's one of the only times she's able to go neck and neck with other riders without being shot at. Rockets are dangerous. The rural-raised caravan master doesn't understand flying rockets, and Rem would faint at the thought of piloting a shredder. She prefers saddling up on a racing strider as it's the only thing that responds to a bridle. After a couple years of this, Rem has become surprisingly skilled in riding on other giant biped creatures like hawkstriders, raptors, and even bloodbeasts!
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rinledraws · 11 months
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submission for the bingyuan week 2023 event:
day 3: meet cute/ugly / western fantasy
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rinledraws · 2 years
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a family pic for today’s birthday guy 😁
happy bday, alec lightwood-bane!
(credit: woodgrain pattern from clip studio paint asset by ormspryde)
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rinledraws · 3 months
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Wuxi: in full "teacher" mode
Luta: in full "student" mode
Beiyuan: in full "my family is adorable! ❤️" mode
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for the From Jianghu, With Love (@jianghuparty) event!
prompt: Holding Hands
(drawing video here.)
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rinledraws · 3 months
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(1) Interesting how Beiyuan's past lives were various fauna & flora; meanwhile, Wuxi is particularly good at taking care of that menagerie of his.
(2) Beiyuan's past lives deserve all the kisses, too.
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for the From Jianghu, With Love (@jianghuparty) event!
prompt: Kiss
(drawing video here.)
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rinledraws · 9 months
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shizuuuuuun <3
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rinledraws · 3 months
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Once the sleepyhead of Da Qing, now the sleepyhead of Nanjiang.
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for the From Jianghu, With Love (@jianghuparty) event!
prompt: Embrace
(drawing video here.)
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rinledraws · 11 months
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another late submission for the bingyuan week 2023 event
day 6: looking into the future
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rinledraws · 11 months
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(late!) submission for the bingyuan week 2023 event
day 4: flower language
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rinledraws · 11 months
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submission for the bingyuanweek 2023 event!
day1: puppy love/drunken mistakes
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rinledraws · 7 months
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[Lord Seventh] Wuxi and Jing Beiyuan in watercolor pencils.
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rinledraws · 7 months
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"I can't imagine," he whispered, "being happy apart from him."
Wu Xi closed his eyes for an instant. Only after he'd steeled himself did he speak.
"Are you happy now?" he asked.
For a second, he worried that he'd gone too far. But Beiyuan didn't get angry. He only looked shocked, as if he hadn't ever even considered that. And then he turned very pale. He looked like he was about to crumble any second. Wu Xi couldn't bring himself to care about propriety any longer. He reached out and surrounded him with a hug.
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Fanart for You Always Were, one of my favorite Qi Ye/Lord Seventh fanfics.
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rinledraws · 9 months
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shizun and the ever-present google translate-voice.
(drawing video here)
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rinledraws · 2 years
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Alec leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to Bane’s lips. Closed mouth, nothing particularly passionate. It didn’t need to be passionate. It needed to be loving. It needed to be accepting.
He barely pulled away to whisper, “Perfect, sayang.”
Tears welled in Bane’s eyes.
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fanart for my favorite scene in across the lonely decades. i loved that scene so much.
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