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Yayy it's done! Here's the main six engaging in parallel play, i actually really like drawing characters doing that i feel it's very realistic and relaxing
Here's what everyone's doing
Texas is crocheting a blanket.
California is playing a video game.
Gov is just dissociated, he's fine just a bit out of it.
Florida is trying to solve a rubix cube, emphasis on trying.
Louisiana is sleeping.
And New York is jamming out to the lovely sounds of rush E
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i dont know much about tma but from the vibes alone i think the entire state of maine belongs to the lonely
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FUCK yes as you SHOULD. cheers *clinks my jug of maple syrup against yours*
vermont and maine discuss maple syrup the way fancy people discuss wine. this horrifies everyone because it gives the impression they are straight-up drinking syrup (they usually don't. but if it's really funny)
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vermont and maine discuss maple syrup the way fancy people discuss wine. this horrifies everyone because it gives the impression they are straight-up drinking syrup (they usually don't. but if it's really funny)
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Character Profile — Ireland
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Character Name: Éire. The Republic of Ireland, the Island of Ireland. Brighid Kelly, Brid Ó Ceallaigh, Bridgie, Aunt Bridgie, Auntie, Mum, Mam. Imbolc or St. Brighid's Day is the spring festival in ancient times and under the Catholic Church and she kept it for that reason. The night will end.
Age: Late 30s, modern day.
Height: 5''8/173cm
Physical Description: Brighid spent the most time with their mother and shared her looks the most. Her circumstances have changed in innumerable ways, but Brighid carries herself like the druid and warrior queen her mother raised her to be. Not hunger, hardship or her reduced place in the world ever bent her back, and now she stands free and tall in her own right. Very fair, she's got a smattering of freckles across her body, a sharp face with what can bee an otherworldly beauty to her. Her people populated much of her brother's children, and her looks have added a slightly ethereal look to them in the right light or surreal circumstances, resulting in both Alfred and Jack being mistaken for changelings.
Eye colour: Green. But not only the green of her isle but the churning blues and greys of the sea. Her eyes can't quite decide what colour they want to be and will vary on her clothes and the lighting.
Hair colour/style: Red. Hibernian gold was a red gold metal, likely mixed with copper, from Ireland in ancient times, and her hair is that exact shade. She has always worn it long, often bound up with ribbons, a snood, or just braided. It's curly, especially when she can care for it in modern times.
Personal Appearance/Style: In the modern day, she likes fine things. Irish-made linens and wools, and like most nations of her age, she doesn't like artificial products. Deprived of much of her dignity for much of history, she takes much pride in her appearance now and wears nice jewelry and clothes for most occasions. She wears many wool sweaters, high-waisted trousers and boots out in the country and still tends to wear a nightgown to sleep out of habit.
Verbal Style: Speaks English with her Irish accent and refuses to do otherwise. Speaks Irish in all the surviving dialects and some that are no longer alive.
Level of Education: A thousand years ago, she was the most educated person in Europe, with Irish monasteries and nunneries preserving much of European knowledge. But in the intervening centuries, stripped of much of her cultural knowledge and education increasingly only available in English, she felt somewhat behind in technology because she was trying to fucking survive, but always made a point to seek out new information when she could and probably taught a hedge school herself in the 18th century. From Alfred's independence, she kept a close correspondence with him. When she became independent in her own right, it was with a lot of American capital and encouragement, as well as infusions of cash from American institutions; she became one of the most educated countries in Western Europe and the world again by the end of the 20th century.
Occupation: These days, she works as an Irish teacher, sometimes even in the preschools when she's in a maternal mood, but she is also a diplomat, political activist, businesswoman and
Past Occupations: Weaver, farmer, nun, abbess, governess, union organizer, activist, labourer, teacher, social worker, factory worker, tailor, charwoman, cobbler, laundress, dressmaker, milliner, brewster, distiller, embroiderer, dyer. You name it; she's probably done it to survive.
Skills, Abilities or Talents: She's incredibly talented at all things textile. Embroidery, weaving, springing, making flax and fleece in to linen and wool. She's skilled at navigation and boats, but on a smaller scale than her brother or nephews, and prefers to stay closer to the shore. She's also incredibly musically and artistically gifted with her Celtic influence found across the world. Fiddle, harp and her voice are her favourites but she can just about play or sing anything put in front of her.
Admirable Personality Traits: Friendly, passionate, blunt, welcoming, warm, affectionate and witty.
Negative Personality Traits: Angry, moody, depressive, stubborn, and impatient but she has literally no reason not to be those things considering her history, christ.
Sense of Humor: Playful, subversive, a bit twisted, and loves a good use of word play or a pun.
Physical/Mental illness or affliction: She's been through so much, and it shows in her body. She's had problems with her digestive tract for decades, anemia, and a lot of trauma. She's remarkably well-adjusted, considering her history. However, her friends and her brother's children still get phone calls in what should be the dead of night for Brighid, and it is usually the morning for him because she's having a bad day. She'll call Alasdair more often than the other two of her brothers and Alfred, but her relationship with Alfred is a lot more of her giving him advice than him comforting her. A lot of the time, she calls Jack at the asscrack of dawn for him to wake him up and maybe accidentally hears a confused, sleepy "Mum?" like he's still small enough to cradle in her arms. But they talk a lot. She was probably the first of her siblings to go to therapy, second in the family only after Matt.
Hobbies/Interests: Reading, embroidery, knitting, hiking, shinty, hurling. She's getting more fit these days and more able to do exerting activities. Baseball was largely taken from a game called rounders, and she'll throw a ball around, but also dearly loves hurling and Gaelic football.
Favourite Foods: Brighid doesn't have a single favourite food. Bread, cheese, smoked salmon, boxty, barmbrack, soda bread, stew, colcannon and champ, spagbol, meat and veg, steak and chips, toasties, tikka masala, fish and chips. She was thrilled when Jack learned how to cook Greek and Italian and wanted to show it off, and she's always down to have some beers and go absolute ham on some pub food with Alfred.
Most important personal item: I don't think, with her insane history, she got to keep anything personal her entire life. But I think she has a set of very nice emeralds that Alfred gave her when she first came to America that she's incredibly fond of. A lot of her best jewelry is from Alfred.
Person/friend close to character: She's fairly close to her brothers all things considered, but things are certainly easier with Rhys and Alasdair than with Arthur. Two thousand years of fuckery isn't exactly water under the bridge, but it's not exactly brought up in every conversation, either if only because Brighid is tired. She's very close to Alfred, which I'm only recently exploring, but the sheer amount of Gaelic songs about America and Australia gives me fucking emotions. Her situation got so much less desperate after Alfred intervened at certain points, and I think he probably even gave her an allowance anonymously because she deserved so, so much more than his people or the United Kingdom was giving her, and he's very fond of her. Jack's her baby boy in every way, except he calls her his aunt most of the time because Arthur sorted it that way.
Brief family history: She was born to Brigantia/Brittania in the pre-roman period, she's not exactly sure how old she is, but she's older by at least 300 years than Alasdair and more like 500 for Rhys and Arthur. Her relationship with her siblings is difficult, to say the least, but she especially shares close linguistic ties with Alasdair. Her brother's children are also very important in her life, with Alfred forming an incredibly important part of her life, politics, history and economy. Things are occasionally difficult between her and Alfred, but generally, it's a good relationship. She's emotionally closest with Jack, feeling stronger maternal feelings with him than his brothers because of her role in both his earliest years and him being the most Irish nation outside of Ireland.
Most painful experiences in the character’s past: Where in god's name do I even start? When they buried their mother in the late ancient period, maybe the 4th century for her as a person? The famine would probably be the worst, how it hollowed her out for generations, the hell on earth of being rolled onto a coffin ship and burning with fever in a shed in Toronto before Matt and Alfred can finally get her to America. She's seen famine, plagues, invasions, and everything in between.
Their Song: The Voice by Celtic Woman
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Canada..... butch women save me butch women please save me 🙏 what kinda woman doesn't have an axe anyways?? not Canada ofc. I actually wanted to draw Georgia today but idk something went awry 🤨 i swear i'll make it up to you Georgia fans one day 😔
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Girl let little itty bitty Alaska sleep, damn!!! He barely even knows how to breathe!!
Idk what canada woulda looked like back then okay dont question her looking modern in this 😔
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This is something y'all probably will need to zoom in to see better so I put a cropped separately version under the cut 🐶Anyways I had a dream where Mass is actually the reason Maine has his silver hair with the strange tufts, hit him with a magic spell when he was entertaining Baby Maine 🙄 and probably never told Maine too smh... thought it would fade out but never did! Lucky that Maine rocks it tho
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Most responsible Mass decision of all time, I'm afraid. Magic tricks in front of a baby
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State superpowers- useless edition
(Pt1 maybe?)
•Iowa can summon corn
•California can create fire in his hands but the flame can only be the size of a lighter flame or else he'll set him self on fire
•Utah can turn coffee into holy water but unknown to him he's actually absorbing the caffeine (Mormons don't drink coffee btw)
•Texas can make any item bigger but he can't control how big and the sizes will continue to slowly increase afterwards
•Alaska can freeze anything he desires, but whatever he's frozen will later melt along with the ice.
•Tennessee can turn any record, channel, broadcast, DJ, streaming service into a Dolly Parton music video.
•New Jersey can determine the outcome of a coin flip, as long as both halves of his state agree.
•New York can read the minds of rats but it doesn't turn off and he can hear all of them at once in his state.
•Loui can turn into a ghost temporarily and talk to spirits but his human body is left behind and because he's a spirit he can't feel when he's dehydrated, hungry, needs the toilet, on fire ect.
•Maryland has an infinite old bay glitch in her pocket. She's happier than most states about her power.
•Gov can possess other states but he has to listen to said state talking in his head until he stops. Florida is the exception because he can take control away from Gov.
•Florida has the power to immediately relax and relieve the stress of anyone he comes into contact with, he just chooses not to.
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ok I just found out that floridagirlboy deleted their account??? wttt, anyone know why?
I think their main blog was called doglikedevotion. I haven't seen them around in a while and apparently it's because they're gone. they'll be missed. I hope they're doing ok though, so it'd be cool if anyone could, like, reassure me that it wasn't some big drama and no one harassed them or anything. I hope it wasn't that.
sorry this is getting a little rambley, it's late and I'm worried for them. they're so cool and so nice. I miss them. lmk if you know anything (and if it isn't too personal- I'm not trying to be invasive if it's a private matter. just worried for a fandom friend)
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ponderance of the day: you guys know those cities where like. the population doubles or triples during a certain part of the year due to tourism and summer/winter residents? i bet that must be really fucking creepy for cityhumans. like. does it seem like possession? like for half the year, all of a sudden, your friend is a brighter, shinier, different version of themself, even when just last week they were bitching with the rest of you about those damn tourists? or is it the other way around: the off-season hits and they fade, recede into themself, don't seem quite all there and take a minute to respond when you call their name? or is it both? do you start to wonder, eventually, which one is the real city? is there a real city, anymore?
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Colorado - Coloured Red
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Alaska - great land
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oh boy everybody!!!!! you know what day it is????
thats right!!! iiiiiiits.....
🎉 MAINE STATEHOOD DAY! 🎉
ahem. so read my fic
"...sometimes i forget you used to be part of massachusetts." – gov, "table regions: the new leaders" or: 5 times maine didn't become a state (+1 time it did)
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Every friend group has...
"I will win the knife fight by bringing more knives" - Massachusetts
"I will win the knife fight by bringing a large gun" - Texas
"I will win the knife fight with my bare hands and my bare hands alone" - Florida
"I will win the knife fight by simply stopping the knife fight from happening" - California
"I am just here to watch whatever happens next" - Louisiana
"Who needs knives when I have teeth" - New York
"Who needs knives when I will simply cry and earn your sympathy" - Maryland
"Who needs knives when I will make out with my competitors" - Nevada
"Who needs knives when simply I have the audacity" - New Hampshire
"I will lose the knife fight" - Iowa
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moth brought to my attention these tags from @lunearobservatory on their post and i HAD to draw this bc i totally forgot about this piece of history
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i did this for the sillies but moth views it as angst and honestly yeah it is angsty so yea aksldfha- like i could make a version of this where mass is like beating himself up over this bc its something he doesn't want to do but he has to. also we could feature some themes of maine being forced to grow up
ANYWAYS hope u enjoy the silly lil comic
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[ID: A digital drawing of four personifications of different U.S. cities, carrying trains from their respective metro systems like pets. They are all feminine-presenting and drawn against a textured gray background. NYC is a person with light brown skin, dark brown hair with pink streaks in two low ponytails, and pink eyes, wearing a red jacket with pink sleeves over a shirt, pants, and shoes. Philly is a person with dark brown skin, a loose orange afro, and orange eyes, wearing a dark green jacket over a bright blue shirt, dark blue pants, and boots. Boston is a person with light skin, short straight reddish-brown hair, and dark blue eyes, wearing a gray hoodie, blue faded jeans, shoes, and a green beanie. They have a knee brace on one leg. Chicago is a person with dark brown skin and long, straight, dark red hair that fades into gray and seems to dissolve into smoke at the ends, wearing a black shirt.
NYC stands calmly holding their phone with a NY subway train next to their feet. The train is drawn like a creature, with its front windows squinted like angry eyes and an open mouth, displaying pointy teeth. It appears to be growling angrily. Philly is flinching away, holding a frightened looking SEPTA train protectively. Philly, alarmed and angry, yells "Get your dog, bitch!" NYC, looking bored, replies "It don't bite." Philly, speech bubble spiky with outrage, yells "Yes it do!!"
Boston stands holding a Dunkin' cup with one hand and pointing at an MBTA train (Green Line) with the other, glaring at it and saying "Bad transit system." The train hisses, unrepentant. 
Chicago is happily scratching an L (elevated) train under the chin, saying "Good transit system!" Good is underlined for emphasis. End ID.]
got the idea to draw this while on the SEPTA train back from winter break, finally finished it today. was wobbling on posting it, but then amtrak started posting about city shipping and i figured it was a Sign, so
anyway. if cities were girls transit systems would be their little pet bastard creatures. you agree. reblog
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