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songofsonata · 7 months
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Hello, hello; A new focus means a new altar, and with it all sorts of new content for you the user to indulge!
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Think of this as ‘home base’ for now; I intend to play with a hypothetical extension of Neil Gaiman’s famed STARZ series ‘American Gods’ following the events of the finale that was season three. In no way is this meant to be a canonized work nor is it to infringe upon the pre-built foundation and the amazing dedication shown to us by the actors and writers behind the show.
You can call me Kroh-… the messenger.
@kibbakulture (SISTER BLOG) [old gods]
The muses that I write for here include;
Song of Songs : Song Sonata
Findig or Swipe
Aurora ‘Rhory’ Allen
E-Z
Xōchipilli
Kroh Kobane
Miscellaneous Links
Atrium of Songs
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mlmshipbracket · 3 months
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ROUND 1: POLL #27
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ROUND 1 POLLS [HERE]
PROPAGANDA BELOW
Dainix/Falst:
everything in this chapter
Jaime Reyes/Bart Allen:
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Also they're called Bluepulse and I think it's beautiful
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magicwhiskers29 · 2 months
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I saw a post of AA eye drawings and I was. I was inspired 🥺
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leaclark · 3 months
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wildfire book mood board 🏕️🔥🧡
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angelasycamore · 5 months
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uncovered a never-before-seen gem from 3 years ago and now it is my offering to you
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starry-edit · 5 months
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The Riddle Professor Layton Edit
I made this back in 2018 after seeing the youtube P.L edit with a different version of this song. Getting me to look for it and editing it but I remember liking the concept but felt a bit limited by the clips. So I put the idea to the side to make an animatic one day and eventually started sketching drafts for it last year or the year before. Hopefully this year I will draw more for.
So the rough idea is having the characters show in the edit singing to the corresponding characters in a circle maybe underground London at the other trying to win favour with the viewer or Professor as the games. I hope you like it!
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cola-vampire · 6 months
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Did this again but with my cousin
Choose your fighter!!!
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princessmaybank · 2 months
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I just finished Wildfire by Hannah Grace!!! Omg it's so good, I love this series and I can't wait for Daydream to come out 🥹 If you are looking for spicy romance, these books are definitely for you 🥵
For the Rafe girlies: I saw a post on Tiktok where someone pictured Rafe as Russ. (personally I can't but hey maybe you can). P.S. There's also a character named JJ 🥺
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8trackaxolotl · 1 year
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Both trilogy and prequel vinyl sticker sets are available on Etsy! Shop - AxolotlsOddities :)
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terapsina · 1 year
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Wait, I've got a good one.
There are probably more examples but these are the ones I'm familiar with.
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sunnyskies281 · 2 years
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Professor Layton ft the onion again
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quibbs126 · 2 years
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So I was doing more drawings today
First I was just drawing what I imagine Des and Dimitri’s reunion to be like. Set in some sort of alternate scenario Azran Legacy, the group’s walking around, I assume in London, and Sycamore sees someone nearby, and recognizes him, and just points and yells “DIMITRI?!”. Dimitri then looks that way, squints for a minute, and then points and goes “HERSHEL?!” right back at him. No one knowing he’s talking about Sycamore, Layton just goes, “yes?” which makes Dimitri go “other Hershel??” to everyone’s confusion. The conversation goes on, but I just wanted to explain the context for the drawing
Edit: Oh yeah, should probably mention for people who didn’t see my other post, I have a headcanon that Dimitri and Desmond were childhood friends, whom unfortunately never saw each other after Hershel’s parents were abducted. Dimitri only knew that his friend and his family suddenly disappeared and never knew the reason why
Probably should have drawn Layton to finish the image, but I didn’t wanna
Then I decided to draw that small Aurora (I named her human incarnation Aurea, though I might change it) I drew a bit of again, and now I want to try giving her a full design and stuff, along with some drawings of her, but I didn’t want to just make that the rest of the page and overshadow the other stuff, so I cut the rest of the picture off and just left the page as is, and I’m just gonna draw Aurea on her own page later
So yeah
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Who wants some Desmitri? Just trying something new lol. This is early in their relationship. Also Aurora is alive because fuck you. Trigger warnings are in the tags.
I’m okay. No one’s dying. Everyone’s safe. I’m okay. No one’s dying. Everyone’s safe. I’m okay. No one’s dying. Everyone’s safe. 
I curl up into a ball, trying to ground myself by feeling my weight against the mattress, the blankets around my shoulders and over my feet. I squeeze my bear plushie tighter against my chest. My breathing is the only sound I can make out, aside from some distant chatter.
BANG.
I feel myself flinch.
I’m okay. No one’s dying. Everyone’s safe. 
Logically, I know they’re just fireworks. Completely harmless to me, as I’m tucked up warm inside. But they still have some kind of effect on me that I can’t quite place. I just know that I hate it. And I hate that I hate it. I wish I could just be normal and enjoy Bonfire Night like anyone else.
But it keeps bringing me back to that memory.
I’m okay. No one’s dying. Everyone’s safe. 
“DiDi are you not coming downstairs?”
“Huh? Uh…no.”
Aurora’s at my door. I didn't hear her coming. She’s the adoptive daughter of my new partner. She’s a bit of an oddball, even coming from someone like me, but she’s sweet and she seems to accept me.
“But Grandpa Ray made soup! And this spiced cake thing, I forget what it’s called.”
“Parkin?”
“That’s it! He says it’s traditional to have it on Bonfire Night. Then we’re going to burn a doll of this evil man from history. But Dad says if you're coming outside you should wrap up warm.”
“Mm hm.”
I’m vaguely familiar with the history of Guy Fawkes and this holiday, having lived in England for most of my life, but Aurora’s fairly new to all of this. It’s sweet watching her learn and retain things, but I can’t really focus on what she’s saying, I’m so on edge anticipating the next bang.
“Are you okay?” she asks me.
I nod.
“You look frightened, DiDi.”
“I’m-”
BANG.
I flinch. Aurora seems unfazed.
I’m okay. No one’s dying. Everyone’s safe. 
“Oh, are you scared of the fireworks?”
I want to deny it, but I don’t think I’ll be able to convincingly. I just nod, trying to slow my breathing back down to normal.
“Oh that’s why Dad didn't buy any. He bought sparklers. They don’t make any noise. But he said we can still watch the neighbours’ fireworks.”
I’m okay. No one’s dying. Everyone’s safe. 
“DiDi, the fireworks won’t hurt you. Dad says they’re pretty explosions in the sky hundreds of feet away. They’re meant to be fun.”
“I’m sorry.”
“No, it’s okay.”
BANG.
I flinch, letting out a little whimper.
I’m okay. No one’s dying. Everyone’s safe. 
“Do you want me to get Dad?” Aurora asks.
I nod.
“Okay. Stay here. I won’t be long.”
She goes downstairs and I stay put, trying to regulate my breathing and ground myself.
I don’t know if what I’m having are flashbacks, it feels more like just constant repeated bad memories and a sense of unease. Every time I hear a bang, I get this impending feeling of doom, like someone I love is going to die again. That I’ll be helpless to stop it, and I’ll be left alone in the world, sobbing on the ground.
I’m okay. No one’s dying. Everyone’s safe. I’m okay. No one’s dying. Everyone’s safe. I’m okay. No one’s dying. Everyone’s safe.
“Love, are you alright?”
Desmond is here. His voice is very soft and calming. I smile, mostly out of relief.
“Aurora told me you were having a hard time.”
I nod.
“It’s alright, I’m here.”
He sits next to me on the bed and I instinctively nestle into him.
I’m glad he’s Desmond today. Descole is hot and funny and interesting and cool. But Desmond…he makes me feel safe.
My partner switches back and forth sometimes. Not in a dissociative identity disorder way, moreso…he’s playing roles. They help him express how he’s feeling and what kind of environment he’s in. He’s Desmond a lot of the time he’s around Aurora and in professional settings, but he’s Descole on dates or…when things get bad. Descole allows himself to feel things much deeper than Desmond does.
Both are better suited to different environments, but I love them both equally. They’re two halves of a whole man whom I fell in love with.
BANG.
I flinch against him. He gently strokes me, making a shushing sound.
“You’re safe, Dimitri.”
I’m safe. Everyone’s safe.
I’m okay. No one’s dying. Everyone’s safe.
“I didn't think it would be this bad,” Desmond says. “I’m sorry I wasn't more prepared.”
“It’s alright.”
“I wish there was something I could do. Perhaps some noise cancelling headphones would help.”
“I… No.”
Something about the idea of explosions going on around me and not being able to hear them scares me even more than this. The idea that someone could just disappear without me knowing.
“No, you're right. An avoidant strategy may not be ideal.”
If I thought running away would help, I’d have left the country for the weekend. I feel stuck in this place, unable to do anything until the night ends, so frightened of something that I’m not entirely sure what that something is anymore.
BANG.
I flinch. Desmond holds me tighter, telling me once again that I’m okay.
I’m okay. No one’s dying. Everyone’s safe. 
“Do you want to talk?” he asks me.
I shake my head.
“Alright. Well I’m here if you change your mind.”
“I love you.”
I said that instinctively, in case this is the last time I’ll ever see him. Even though I know it won’t be. I can’t help but be scared of losing someone else. And I know he feels the same.
“I love you too. I promise you will be alright.”
The one thing that Desmond and Descole have in common, is that they both have a deep sadness within them. Maybe that’s part of what attracted me to him in the first place, the idea that I don’t have to hide anything from him or pretend to be okay. We’re both broken souls. But we found each other. Somehow.
BANG.
I think I flinch less that time. My mantra isn’t really helping, but holding onto Desmond is. He feels so sturdy and real, which helps me from getting lost in my head. I put my plush bear down and wrap my arms around Desmond instead. He kisses my forehead.
“Perhaps looking at the fireworks would help? So that you can be more aware of what the noises are and that they’re not going to hurt anyone.”
That sounds logical, Desmond usually is, but something is stopping me from doing so. I keep my forehead resting against his chest, feeling his chest go up and down with his gentle breaths.
BANG.
I cling tighter.
“That one was blue,” Desmond says. “Quite pretty. I wonder which metal they added to the gunpowder to make that particular colour.”
I'm crying now. I’m not sure why. Maybe because I miss Claire. Maybe because I hate feeling like this. Or maybe because I finally feel safe enough to do so. Desmond's shirt becomes slightly damp from my tears, but he doesn't react in a huge way, just continues to stroke my back.
Maybe one day I'll tell him about Claire. Maybe.
There's a soft knock at the door.
“Grandpa Ray says he's left the soup on the stove if anyone wants some. But no pressure.” 
“Alright, thank you, Aurora.” 
“DiDi, I made you tea. Because you're upset. Was…that the right thing to do?” 
“It is customary to ask first,” Desmond says.
I take the tea. “Thank you. I really appreciate it.”
Offering tea as a sign of compassion is a very British thing, and given that Desmond is very British, I'm not surprised Aurora picked that trait up from her father. I take a sip. The warmth is comforting.
“I think I'm gonna stay inside tonight,” Aurora says. “It's cold out. Can we have a movie night?” 
“What do you say, love?” Desmond asks me. 
“Uh…okay. Just nothing with…loud noises.”
“Okay! I’ll go get my collection and we can pick one. Dad, can we have popcorn?”
“Sure, sweetheart.”
The fireworks continue well into the night, but snuggled up to Desmond and Aurora, watching a cringy but wholesome film about ponies, I feel safe. Halfway through the film, Aurora falls asleep leaning against me. I cautiously stroke her hair.
I may never get back what I felt for Claire. I still don’t even fully understand what that feeling was. But that’s okay. I know who I am now. And this strange little family loves me with no complications. And I love them back.
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beezonia · 1 year
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Okay before I go to sleep I wanted to do some stuff with the toontown au!!
Most of it will be bits of randomly ideas or relationships I have for it.
Who am I kidding in this is sort of an overview I guess
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So it’s lovers to enemies to act acquaintances to friends to loversish for layclaire (sorry)
It takes place in a london where gangs rule the roost and toons are there to entertain or help with dodgy dealings
Claire is just living her “normal” life as a dr before this all happens
Until Clive dove her kind off apprentice/ward gets framed for murder (bill hawks) and comes to her to help uncover who did it
This leads to Claire and her toon friend Rickie the Rooster to realise oh their gonna have to go back to the underground again cause this is totally the work of The Devil In The Tophat
So to clarify future Hershel is TDITTH in this along with his gang the Crimson Roses they rule the underground
So Claire, Clive, Rickie and Claire’s close friend Desmond have to sneak around to find clues and gather information on who could have framed Clive and why
In come Claire’s old friends the Sapphire songbirds who have been searching on this for years
This is where Clive finds out Dr Foley is not what she seems and is actually the head of a huge underground organisation
In this group is Celeste her younger sister, Dimitri fellow scientist who has a debt to pay
Marie one of the eldest in the group along with Drake
Also turns out the DITTH is looking for not only Clive but her too
And that’s how it starts
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Some extra stuff
Clive technically is Claire’s godson because his mother was quite close to her before she died and left him in her care
Hersh is extremely protective over his daughter’s and son, he will not hesitate to go apeshit if you hurt them
Claire is the more fight now think later one out of the two whilst hersh is much more calculating and orderly
Luke is the oracle figure in this au again in a sort of neutral way along with his toon friends Toppy the mouse, Enna the rabbit and Lumi the otter!
This also includes Aurora who’s his best friend and is able to know where the next fight will break out
Clark and Brenda are on opposite sides (I’ll leave you to figure out why and which groups they decided to be in :3)
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That’s kinda it for now hope you enjoyed reading more about this au!!
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CB!! CB where are you RIGHT now what town are you in?? If you're close I might have a gift for you! (@theauroraprince)
oh um!!! i'm near montevera? ougughh whats the gift.... i can come meet you somewhere later if you don't want to trek all the way up here!!! (and to be honest my friend lunar (who is kind enough to let me crash at their place) has been through enough meeting new people today)
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katiajewelbox · 10 months
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The intrepid explorer Leon Schezar travelled to faraway lands to discover the secrets of Atlantis in the anime Vision of Escaflowne. There, he met a mysterious girl from another world who changed the course of his life! He is the father of Allen and Celena Schezar and husband of Encia Schezar.
This character portrait is made with Picmix graphics featuring a still of the original animation art from the 1996 anime series Vision of Escaflowne.
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