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gotham-daydreams · 3 months

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Bad news: Author couldn't meet their own deadline :']

Good news: I made a little something anyway just for you guys because you deserve it! And I feel a little bad for not posting anything as of yet- so think of this as my gift to you for being so patient (and I promise some real gifts are coming)

So I'll be posting that in a bit, and maybe even a different kind of sneak peak for Part 3 since I'm almost done writing it! Though to not spoil too much, it'll be like a small bit of its own, even if the event that does happen is in the chapter.

Anyway! See you guys soon, and enjoy :]

#talking daydreams #we're getting there!#and happy birthday to me :']#i don't want to announce an official time or date for part 3 incase I somehow also miss that deadline #but again #we're really close to getting this beast done and ready for posting!

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nyerus · 9 months

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Highlights from Tiān Guān Cì Fú/Heaven Official’s Blessing (天官赐福) - Chapter 97

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#tgcf #tian guan ci fu #heaven official's blessing #hob #tgcf manhua #tgcf manhua highlights #oh god the gorgeous taizi dianxia stole the show tho dlkgdfjdfl #also love hualian beating up QR for talking shit about the other #we're soooo close to fang xin guoshi reveals oh god

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greypetrel · 5 months

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Art Summary 2023

Now that it's 2024.

This year has been probably one of the most in terms of growth ever since I was in university and attended art school in the evenings. It's been a difficult year, and horribly unproductive for my original projects, BUT! New friends, new things and look, I can colour now in a way that doesn't make me scrunch my nose. These are few of my favourite works in terms of quality and in how much fun I had when doing them.

Plus nasty face reveal don't mind the "deer in frontlights" expression I'm not comfortable on that side of the camera, but I'm actually threee seagulls in a trenchcoat and they aren't that good at impersonating a human.

Thank you to everyone who's here, old and new, it's been a pleasure and I hope it's been nice having me around for you too. . <3

#personal crap #art summary 2023 #greypetrel #illustration #digital art #(it's not a flex I don't like many of the grids that are around and thought that listen I'm a graphic I can do my own)#(with blackjack and hook- no not with those)#(If we're mutuals and you like it ask me about it!)#I did better things in March but the official start of the DadWolf AU had to be documented #also June - I did other things but Aisling enthusiastically talking about nasty veterinarian practices is probably what made me laugh most #(no ok there's another thing but it's not finished)#I'll stop blabbering

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tiny-leafbug · 5 months

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My Thoughts On The New EAH Song Are So Complicated,,,, But I Will Say This Happening By Accident Or The Random Release Of An Old Song Doesnt Make Any Sense- I Feel Like This Is Some Kind Of Publicity Stunt To Get Excitement (But Maybe I'm Just Delusional Idk BSBDKSDK)

#I So Want To Believe We're Back #But Im Not Gonna Get Too Excited Until I See Something Actually Official #(Im Still Way Too Excited Anyway)#eah #ever after high #talking bug

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rottenraccoons · 9 months

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To the nonny who sent us an ask about poking around in our code:

We can't control what you say in private conversations, obviously, but we would appreciate if you keep certain things to yourself. Wanna share all the items available at Sateen with folks? Go for it, that's just taking the random element out of something we want people to see. Wanna talk about something that is completely inaccessible through normal play? Please don't.

Basically, if you or anyone else wants to go through our code we can't stop you (and I would be a hypocrite to complain about it; I learned a lot by looking at other devs' code), but we'd ask that you not publicly post about things that are clearly secret. And don't roast me too bad, I know the coding for Keir's sprites is super inefficient I just haven't taken the time to fix them yet.

#rotten raccoons #asks #we're not posting the ask because it talks about something I don't think we officially revealed yet

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solarisgod · 1 month

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Hello if you'd like to follow / interact with our blog that acts as both a multimuse roleplay blog and writing update hub for our Antineon Hieraeon official story and original characters, please give this a like. Do note though this blog isn't firmly affiliated with the rpc while it can be treated as a personal blog, hence, being mindful of others' dash, we won't be following anyone first unless we're close to them. 💖✨

#𓁹 ༑ ࿐ྂ ⩇⩇ : ⩇⩇ ⚠︎ [ 𝙴𝚇𝙸(𝚂)𝚃 : 𝙶𝙾𝙳 ] * ‹ OOC . ›#[ we're finally finished with college so this is now the best time for us to finally officially work on ANHA ]#[ I'm beyond excited for this honestly I have so many things I wanna make and talk about with this original series + universe ]#[ grgrgrrr the brainrot be brainrotting ]#[ but yeah! this blog will exist soon ; very much looking forward to finally do more with ANHA and share more to y'all! <3 <3 <3 ]

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bluejay-in-flight · 3 months

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I have no words right now for how unbelievably excited I am!!!! I purchased two books recently, "Dead Girls Don't Say Sorry" by the amazing writer @aritany and "Salivation" by @alienfuckeronmain who is not only a brilliant writer but is also running their own writing course called "Blood/Ink/Bone" that has already changed my life!

While I don't know either of them extremely personally I am honored to say that I have gotten to speak with both of them one on one and they're both as wonderful as their writing suggests! 💙 I am also extremely honored to be able to read both of their work and watch their journeys progress as published authors! So if you're looking for stories that are beautifully written and will affect you in a deep and visceral way you have to check out these two authors!

(And if you too are a writer and looking to rediscover your love for writing and improve your skills you should definitely check out Blood/Ink/Bone the link for which is here!)

#bookblr #writeblr #books #i think this might become my official friends book rec post #also if there's anyone else and we're mutuals or have talked one on one and there's a story you're publishing please let me know!#i would absolutely love to read and promote it!!! ☺️#still have to get yours tori and am very excited for it!!! 💙#my posts

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ask-heta-dzayer · 8 days

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[Guys i just bought the best book of all, its abt all the insurrections in Algeria from 1830 to 1900 which is like classified by years with regions and leaders names, i wanna make a summary for it, would you guys like that? also bought a book abt the FLN (during the revolution) and one for the activity of Algerian students at the start of the Algerian revolution in 1954. I have pilled up atleast 20 history book to read after graduation, i could make a summary for each of them, it'd be a good practice, but i'm not sure if anyone would read those]

#i'm still reading the 8 Mai book will update the post soon #ooc #not hetalia #history #Agerian history #mun talks #books #its not official but i wanna study history it always passionated me n i think we need more historians and researchers in this country #esp after the cultural genocide it had seen where they tried to take away our nation's past and we're growing more aware of #the importance to restore the pieces of the puzzle that make up Dzayer's memory (but i don't think i'm the best person to represent #this will and ambition my mental state make it very difficult to focus and concenrate enough to do a good complete work but i try)#hopefully i can persue a history major next Inchallah the motivation is def present but yea inchallah i think of this often

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softquietsteadylove · 4 months

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More from the Maleficent one please?

Druig stretched out his wings to cushion his landing. It was familiar, landing among the crags of a cliff side lush with vegetation. He had gotten quite used to the treetop nests woven from branches and leaves.

Thena's nest had been picked out painstakingly. She chose a spot high up, fairly away from most other fae. The quartz in the rock face had ripples that would let an acceptable amount of light into the chamber, while also not requiring her to hide away from the sun. She had already begun the task of arranging glowing moss and flowers along the walls.

Druig set down the fruit he had went out to fetch specifically for his sister. He had been feeling negligent, as of late, spending all his time with Makkari, the mate of his dreams. Thena liked Makkari, of course, and they spent time together around the group fires and all. But he felt he was missing something.

Thena was smiling all the time, her wings were fluttering constantly, like a fledgling eager to take off with every breeze. He had even caught her humming to herself as she collected berries the other day.

"Here," he murmured, tossing a mango gently in her direction. She caught it, but she was preoccupied with her task of arranging some white moon lilies along her walls. He cleared his throat before taking a bite for himself, "looks good in 'ere."

Finally Thena turned around, also admiring her hard work to make the cliffside inlet a home. It was looking like a real nest of an Isle fae. "I believe so."

Druig kept his eyes on her as she took a delicate bite of the mango's ripe red skin. He still couldn't place what seemed different about her, but he was determined to uncover it. "So, how'd you find this spot?"

Thena sat herself on the edge of her bed--her nest within her nest. It was a plush pile of mosses and leaves, enough to soften around her body and keep her from the stone floor of the place. She had even fashioned a pillow out of several bromilliads. "I had help."

That was all his sister had to say on the matter, but Druig knew more than she thought he did. As if he would miss the border patrol fae who had been lingering around her since they arrived. He had been a guide and a guardian for them, sure. But Druig could see more.

He could see the way Thena smiled around him, or how he fed her fruits while the rest of the flock was partaking in roast fish and molluscs. He could see them flying off at dawn, wings pitch white and pitch black respectively.

It didn't surprise him that the fae named Gilgamesh had helped her find the perfect spot. He was a strong flyer, with long wings, probably used the updrafts from the springs below to scour the whole cliff for the perfect spot.

"Hm?" Thena looked at him, prompting him to speak his mind. The two of them didn't always need the exchange of words, but she was asking him specifically.

Druig slurped at the pit of his mango loudly. Thena glared at him and he threw his head back in a laugh. "So, where is he, 'en?"

She tilted her head.

Druig raised his eyebrows, "your prospective mate?"

Thena thought herself so hard to read, and maybe to a stranger that was true. But Druig could see clear through his sister. He saw the twitch of her eyes and the angle of her head and the way her wings rustled behind her. "I'm sure I don't know what you mean."

"Sure y'do," he murmured, finishing off his mango pit and tossing it down in a pile of leaves he would take with him. "He seems nice enough. Friendly guy, good flyer, I'm sure he'd fight for ye if he had to-"

"Druig, no one is fighting anyone," she said with such a tone it hissed from between her fangs. "I have no such...prospects."

Druig looked up at the ceiling of the cavernous nest. It was spacious--loverboy had found her a really good spot. He looked at the veins running through the white quarts, at the flowers Thena had hung and at the wisteria hanging over her nest like snowfall. "Gilgamesh."

All he had to do was utter his name and Thena's shoulders raised, her wings trembling on her back. She set aside the remaining half of her mango to glare at him.

But he was no longer a fledgling testing out his boundaries. She couldn't scare him out of this one (even with that tone). "Feels as if I never see you two apart, nowadays."

"I'm sure you're mistaken about that."

Druig grinned, though. He kind of liked rising to his sister's challenge. He liked riling Ikaris too, but with him it devolved so quickly. Thena was more of a match of wits. "So I don't see you sittin' 'round the gathering fire, just waitin' for him?"

Thena didn't even rise to that bait. Not enough.

"I don't," Druig shrugged, adjusting his own pitch black wings on his back, smaller and lighter than hers, "see you two whispering all the time?"

She rolled her eyes. He was getting to her.

Druig raised a brow; this, he genuinely wanted to know about. "I didn't see him with his arm 'round your back one night after you went down to the springs?"

Thena's back straightened.

"T," Druig made a solemn plea. He didn't like having to talk about this kind of thing. Thena was his sister, as well as the only mother he had any memory of. "You can handle yourself, I know. But...if this seagull is takin' liberties-"

"Druig," she cut him off again, with an even more firm tone than before. She was as good as screaming at him, as far as he was concerned. "Enough."

That was still enough to make him feel like his horns were coiling even tighter against the sides of his head.

"Gilgamesh is not guilty of anything untoward," she stood from her bed to chastise him properly. "And even asking if he has proves that you do not know him."

Druig avoided looking directly in her eyes. They were still wing and wing for who was taller than whom, but he deliberately drew up his posture and made his shoulders wider than hers. "Then maybe I should get to know him."

It was a reasonable argument, but Thena wavered. She kept her expression the same, but something about it made her falter. "No."

"Why not?" he prodded. If some strong arm fae was gonna try his hand at courting his sister he had a right to know! Ikaris would feel the same, but when he pieced together the puzzle was up to the spirits and the skies themselves.

"Drop it," she growled at him, returning to her decorating to busy her hands.

Druig leaned to look past her, tilting his head. "Oi."

She ignored him.

"Oi," he repeated more firmly, walking closer to her bed. She turned, splaying out her wing to keep him away. He pointed from a distance, "wassat?"

She raised her brow at his lack of diction, but she did look behind her at what had drawn his attention. Her shoulders flinched and when she turned back, her expression was completely unreadable. "What."

"That," he repeated, but she raised her wings to block even his pointing finger. He huffed, "come on."

"There is nothing to see," she repeated, but the fact that she maintained her posture of using her wings to shield his view was damming.

"T."

"If there were something there, it would be none of your concern."

Druig's eyebrows raised so high he felt his hair rustle against his horns. His sister was well and truly ruffled over whatever this was. He pulled his wings back.

"Don't you dare," she glowered.

He let loose one strong wing beat. It displaced most of the newer and less secured fixtures of the nest. He would grovel for forgiveness and help put them all back later. But his eyes caught the sight of a pitch black - actually, there was a warm brown undertone to it - feather catching the air just for a second.

Thena snatched it close to her chest and pointed, "out!"

Druig was stunned. He'd had an inkling of what was happening between his sister and the guardian fae. Maybe he could have imagined they were courting in secret, had exchanged a trinket or two. But...but a feather?!

"Out!" Thena repeated, clutching the feather against her heart and urging him out of her nest as if they were still budding fae learning to control themselves.

"No way," Druig shook his head. He would cower in fear of his terrifying sister later. He stepped closer. "His feather is in your nest?"

Thena attempted not to dignify his question with a response, but he was horrified to see colour rise in her ghostly pale cheeks.

It was particularly condemning evidence. It was where she was to lay her head! This was beyond sneaking a kiss or a hand or even light preening.

Druig felt his blood run cold, "has he declared himself?"

He wasn't an old fae of old tradition, but he had some decency. And to his further horror, Thena's shoulders curled somewhat inward, "it's not-"

"I'll kill 'im," Druig snarled, turning and nearly able to take off until he felt his sister's hand bunch up the back of his tunic. "Oi!"

"Druig," Thena pleaded more quietly. That was also as good as screaming at him. She pulled him back into the nest, still holding the feather. "Neither of us has...nothing has happened."

He didn't want to think about what 'nothing' could mean. But he stared at his sister, unusually sheepish as her wings unfurled slightly. "This isn't just some matter of you two tradin' a li'l lip, T. You have his feather in your bleedin' nest and where's he?--has he got your feather on 'im?!"

She looked away, and Druig felt that same feeling bubble up in his throat. He had no business concerning himself with his sister's mating desires. She was her own fae. But the thought of some stud flying around knowing he had an open invitation to his sister's nest and couldn't even pay the same courtesy of displaying that he was unavailable-

"Druig," Thena repeated, pulling him from his thoughts. She smiled, patting his shoulder, and then roughly plucking out a downy feather, "stop."

He sighed. She would just pull out more if he didn't. He relaxed his wings on his back and lowered his shoulders. "When did this happen, eh?"

Thena looked away again, cradling that feather so bloody lovingly. "I couldn't say when exactly. Perhaps we simply...found our way to understanding one another."

That felt so much worse to hear. It sounded like a lame 'magic makes eggs and that's how baby fae are made' explanation. Druig gritted his teeth and scratched the hair between his horns in the back. "Are you, y'know...?"

Thena looked at him blankly. Bloody woman! Druig looked away from the woman who raised him, warmth rising throughout his face. "If he's ever hurt you-"

"Nothing of the sort."

At least he didn't have to bash his head through the wall of her nest just yet. Druig rubbed his hand over his face with a sigh. "Does Ikaris know?"

"Do you think he does?"

Right, a foolhardy question. Ikaris wouldn't know until the day Thena landed with Gilgamesh in front of them, hand in hand, actively preening his wings.

Druig tilted his head again. He could ask questions until he was blue in the face, but Thena wouldn't give up any truly personal details. And he didn't truly want to know them. "Are you happy?"

She smiled at him, like she did when he was a hatchling first learning to ride air currents, or climb in height without them. She nodded.

"Right, good 'nough," he muttered, saying all he desired on the matter. He was quite ready to dispose of their snacks and take his leave. He turned back to her, pointing again. "But I mean it, if he ever-"

"Hey Thena, I-oh!"

Thena beamed at the arrival of the man of the hour. Druig stepped aside, completely devoid of the desire to get in between the lovebirds. He watched her nearly lean in to embrace him but stop herself. Likewise, he could see Gilgamesh's hand float upwards but avoid settling on her back between her wings. At least they had some decency.

"Sorry to interrupt," Gilgamesh said gently. He had a soft voice, for such an intimidating fighter. "I just got back--Makkari's looking for you, actually."

Druig resisted the urge to fly off right that very second. He eyed Gilgamesh cautiously, "s'all right, I was just, uh, givin' T a hand."

Gilgamesh looked around the nest, openly admiring the progress made. "It looks beautiful in here!"

Thena looked so delighted that Druig wished he could fake throwing up (not that she wouldn't throw him from the cliff for it).

"Did you eat?" Druig heard her ask him quietly.

He shook his head.

She nodded, her wings subconsciously rising on her back. Druig could remember a time when she dreaded meal gatherings because of how bitter the fish were here. She looked at him, "after you."

He huffed. She was making sure he didn't have time to linger behind her and give Gilgamesh a piece of his mind. "Aye."

Druig walked past them both, ready to fly ahead of both of them. But the evening sun hit the rock face just so, and he got a glimpse of something sparkling.

Delicate and stark white, folded between the layers of his robes, sat a pristine white feather. Gilgamesh caught him looking and tugged at the top layer of his tunic, concealing the feather once again. He looked nervous.

They both knew Druig had seen, there was no concealing that. But Druig just nodded to him before dropping off the cliff and opening his wings. He would ask him about it later. Or he would ask Thena about it when she was in more of a sharing mood. Or he would tell Ikaris and their middle brother would do all the work of threatening to drown Gilgamesh for meddling in their sister's life.

Or...he could keep it to himself. He drifted quietly, glancing up as two much larger winged flyers passed above him. Gilgamesh flew at Thena's pace, the two of them bending and swerving around one another's air currents, as if dancing. Druig faked gagging on something at the sweetness of it.

#Thenamesh Maleficent AU #thank you so much for asking for more!#I have created so much unnecessary lore for this #it's insane #trading feathers is definitely going steady #it's like wearing matching rings #so Druig sees this feather #in Thena's BED of all places #like ????#Thena's like don't worry about it #no we're not official #we just spend every minute possible together and don't talk to other people #she knows okay?#she knows that is risky #or rather: risque #but she doesn't care #Druig keeps quiet about it all #and Thena does make him come back with them and straighten up her nest with them #and he's about to leave #and she points to his mango pit like ExCuSe Me #and he's like ughhhhhh yes mom #he takes off #letting Gil and Thena talk in the moonlight until he goes back to his nest for the night #and Thena snuggles into her moss bed with his feather under her pillow #also Gil doesn't wear Thena's feather outwardly because they're not official #but he absolutely has it at all times #he also doesn't want it to break or get dirty!#but maybe he gets word he's attracting some eyes during mating season #and he quietly pulls the feather out and keeps it in his wrist cuff or something

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1pcii · 4 months

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SHADAHKNKAS saw u in the notes of some kuina posts and that made me realize that there is simply a bond with kuina and tashigi fans, who may even often be the same fan, because AOUGHHH KUINA I CARE HIM SO MUCH episode 19 literally changed me forever. swords + gender struggles are all you need to hook me on a character sometimes Maybe. the whole greatest swordsman promise... sob. also. something about zoro promising his name will reach the heavens and trans kuina. which made me think.. what if kuina and The trans fear of dying then having your deadname on your tombstone that you can't do anything about because you're dead. kuina dying before they even get to figure everything out and all of a sudden he's just known as kuina forever, and then zoro making a name for himself in kuina's honor or something idk (i like zoro's backstory) (KUINA )

THERE ISS. people who theorise that they are secretly related or the same person or direct parallels are so close to getting it but don't imo (no shade to those theories tho, I just personally find them narratively unsatisfying).

like they are parallels in that kuina is symbolic of the sexism people suffer and tashigi is an adult woman who has come out the other end sword swinging but ultimately so unsure of herself as a result. also the (trans)genderisms, we are all hand in hand 🤝.

MAN KUINAS STORY BROKE ME DOWN ON A BASE LEVEL AND REWIRED NY BRAIN. I had to take a break from reading just to let it soak in it's so good, a swordsmans promise indeed, that scene was beautiful, I love zoro the world's first a accidental feminist <3. zoro carrying on her dream with his will never not have me in hysterics.

FUCK YEA THATS SUCH A GOOD IDEA. I have soo many thoughts about baby!zoro and kuina and trangenderism. egg kuina cis zoro, egg kuina STEALTH TRANS ZORO ABSVDJFBKSHDKDN <333.

little baby zoro looking at his grave with the uncontrollable urge to carve out those letters. to carry and rearrange them and make sure they get back to him in the afterlife spelling 'worlds greatest swordsman'.

trans kuina makes me so emotional because ultimately I don't know if they were canonically trans but it's my FAVOURITE 'what if' for them. they never really got to be anyone outside the dojo masters daughter. the failure of a heir and the girl who beat zoro 2001 times. who would they have been if they got to grow up? come to terms with themselves and unlearned all that heavy, painful biases pushed onto them? as a transmasc who's studying into a (cis)male dominated field myself ik, the feelings of 'betrayal' and 'proving misogynists right' and imposter syndrome and inadequacy issues and perfectionism they might've gone through,,, sobbing my eyes out HE MEANS EVERYTHING TO MEE.

zoros backstory is genuinely one of my favourite parts of the manga idc how 'simple' it was it's still beautiful.

#kuina being the greatest swordsman of heaven and zoro being the greatest in hell. and they're besties and everything is good and nice :')#I fucking love him so much it's insane #him and zoro and koushiro are such interesting characters it's kinda a shame all ppl rlly focus on is the mundanity of their death and #how it 'sets a tone' and establishes a sence or mortality for zoro #like those things are important but let's talk about HER TOO!!!#the girl who wanted to be a 'boy' for her dream #who started out in self hatred but could've maybe grown to love of masculinity when exposed to healthy example of it #and I learning the internalized misogyny implanted by his father from within #psii.txt #text #ask #the-neighbours-kid #shimotsuki kuina #<-ooh using the official character tag for organising so if you see this in tag search I have a zero tolerance for ppl calling me or anyone #else a misogynist for having this hc. EPS my fellow transmascs who know what we're talking about #I will just block you #anyway cookie TY FOR SENDING THIS ASK YOU DONT KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE KUINA... SHAKING UR HAND RN THEY ARE SO FUCKING GENDER 🤝🤝🤝#trans headcanon #trans kuina #trans zoro

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