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I really want to draw my OCs more, I'm so bad at getting personal art done haha

#oh sick #charr #art

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finally a club the commander can get behind

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okay I have to ask about the clown emoji LOL

Figured the clown emoji would get some notice… So, when I was more deeply entrenched in my adoration for a certain morally ambiguous pirate captain (I still love her dearly but only rotating her in my mind Most of the time instead of All of the time) and thinking about making her and one of my commanders kiss like dolls, I thought, “What if Mai and the Commander knew each other growing up? What if they were close before everything that happened?” So, Leandra was born. It is a completely self-indulgent, complicated, sapphic affair. But here I am, putting on my clown makeup and writing the messy lesbians I want to see in the world. I’ve posted some of this AU for Fictober prompt fills last fall, but I kind of ran out of steam of making the idea its own "thing" (whatever that ends up being)… Maybe I’ll come back to it in the future.

I’d swap my own Mai backstory for yours, but I like this excerpt better (also, content warning for brief mention of animal death):

“So, uh, don’t mind the mess—“ “Gods.” Leandra spins about in the middle of the apartment, taking in the full extent of the chaos. Mai scowls and kicks a dirty sock into the large pile of clothes. “I haven’t had a chance to get my sweeper repaired yet, okay?” “You’ve always been messy,” Leandra scolds. “Don’t tell me this isn’t how it always is. I remember your room when we were kids.” “When Mari would draw a line down the middle?” Mai asks with a smirk. “And she’d kick all your things over the line and keep her side immaculate.” Mai gestures to the room and says, “Then you know that it could be worse.” “It could, but the bar is buried under all your dirty laundry,” Leandra teases. “Ugh, just help me look.” Leandra scans the room and asks, “For what, exactly?” Mai opens a drawer in the desk and starts to rifle through its contents. “It’s… an Imperial access card. It should get us into the facility.” “And I’m sure you obtained that through completely legal means,” Leandra mutters. She approaches a stack of crates pushed against the wall opposite the door, mindful of the appliances mixed in with the mess. She peeks into a bowl and grimaces when she sees that whatever is in it is slightly furry. “I did, actually,” Mai mumbles. “Joon gave it to me.” Leandra glances at Mai, who is holding a jade power core. She sets it back down on the desk with a sigh and walks over to the shelves in the corner, pushing items aside to peer behind them in her search. Leandra squints, and can just make out the inscription, “Employee of the Month,” along the top of the core. With one last sideways look towards her childhood friend, the slump in her shoulders, the shadows under her eyes, Leandra swallows and turns to the opposite end of the room. “I think you may have a problem,” Leandra announces. “Do you mind being more specific?” Mai grunts. She’s tossing laundry haphazardly, checking pockets before casting each article aside for the next one. Leandra does a quick count and says, “Seven cats seems excessive.” “Well, no one else was taking care of them.” “Is this apartment big enough for all of them?” Mai purses her lips, in that way she always did when they were kids and she knew Leandra was right about something but didn’t like it. “I mean, it’s bigger than the other units in this building.” Leandra sighs and runs her fingers along the rings of Scarlet’s model of The All. “That doesn’t mean there’s enough space for all of them,” she chides. “Do you remember the bunny we found?” “The one my mother ‘released into the wild?’” “What, you don’t think she actually did?” Mai scoffs. “Pretty sure she ‘released it from the mortal plane.’ With a shovel.” Leandra frowns and mumbles, “It was in pretty bad shape, the poor thing.” She opens a chest, and notices a small card with Canthan engraved into it. “Hey, is this your access card?” “Ugh, yes. Finally,” Mai grumbles. She accepts it from Leandra and turns it over in her hands, brow furrowed. She huffs. “I really thought I could start over. Be someone different.” With a self-deprecating chuckle, she shakes her head and says, “Guess I should have known better, huh? Can’t run from the past forever.” Leandra’s eyes wander back towards the power core-turned-award. “Isn’t it worth trying, though? If you’re serious, that is.” Mai stares at the card for a moment longer before yanking the blindfold back over her eyes and shoving the card at Leandra. “Take it. It’ll get you into the lab,” she says roughly. Leandra tucks it into a pouch and murmurs, “Thanks, Mai.”

#awww this is cute! #writing #mai trin #“released it from the mortal plane. with a shovel” noooooo #love mai's disaster of a room lol

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Slightly delayed post compared to usual, but hi hello and happy Spring, everyone! I hope the past month has treated you well, because the first Saturday of a new month is coming up real fast, meaning it's time for another art party hosted by my guild, [VS] Verdant Shield!

For those who aren’t familiar with art parties, they’re a concept carried over from Final Fantasy XIV - in-game get-togethers for artists/writers/creatives of all types to hang out, chat, and create together! Get your favorite character/look together, head to the location, find someone that catches your eye, and create! Afterwards, everyone posts their creations in a shared tag (ours is #VSArtParty) so others can see, interact, and share! Tl;dr: the ‘goal’ of an art party isn’t to be drawn, but to draw others, and share with the community!

Time and /squadjoin information is under the cut, but will also be posted again via reblogs as the squads go up on the day of the party!

Location Information:

While scouting out more Ascalon-aligned locations to even out the spread, I remembered this little corner of Fields of Ruin. It houses a grave of one of the characters from the Ghosts of Ascalon novel - and for trivia purposes, everyone who's done Icebrood Saga has met another character from that novel: Ember Doomforge! But this isn't about Ember, it's about Killeen, and her lovely little resting place protected from the Brand. It's very easily accessible just by scooting up the marked path from Tenaebron Waypoint, which is in itself up in the Northwest corner of Fields of Ruin!

Time & Squad Details:

As we always do, we’ll be having two parties - one on EU servers and one on NA ones - with an hour break in between. People tend to arrive early and/or jump between accounts as soon as the break comes up, so don’t be surprised to see tags and announcements going up ahead of schedule!

The first party will be on EU servers and begin at 9pm Central European Summer Time (aka 3pm Eastern Daylight Time or 5 hours before in-game reset). I’ll be hosting on my EU alt account, so to join either /squadjoin or whisper Ashelin Falstaff for an invite.

The second party will be on NA servers and begin at 7pm Eastern Daylight Time (aka 1am Central European Summer Time or an hour before in-game reset). I’ll be hosting this one on my main account, so to join either /squadjoin or whisper Beldahvia for an invite.

Closing Words:

My apologies yet again for a) being delayed in posting this, but also b) posting this in the dead of (NA) night - I've been a bit sick the past week and lost track of time, but we're here now! I do feel like a broke record every time I say this, but thank you to everyone who turns out to these events - you guys are what make everything so memorable and fun! Have a good rest of your week, and I hope to see you all there on Saturday! ♥

#wooo let's go

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merkasjory? 👀👀👀👀👀

So last May I made this piece of art for Mermay: https://www.tumblr.com/guildtree/718019938315599873/huh-oh-hello-i-always-wondered-if-there-was

And then I gave myself brainrot so I wrote a story around it lol. Pretty classic early Kasjory with an underwater twist.

There’s a scratching of rocks from above, and a few pebbles drift past her cave entrance. Marjory pops her head out and finds herself nearly face-to-face with another mer, who seems to be halfway through clambering down the rocks. Her hands grasp the rock tightly while her tail flows up and over the clifftop. And what a tail it is; pink scales fading to cream like the inside of a shell, with long, fanned fins that sparkle even in the dim light. The scales fade into tan skin and pale blonde hair, kept free to flow with the currents. She’s a beautiful swirl of pink and cream and white, so flowy and sparkly it’s almost hard to focus on. Her blue eyes widen when she spots Marjory. “Huh? Oh, hello! I always wondered if there was somebody living down here. I’m not bothering you, am I?” “Nah.” Marjory shakes herself out of her glitter-induced daze and gives her most charming smile. She might not be able to ID exactly what fish this mermaid is, but she knows drop-dead gorgeous when she sees it. “Serves me right for venturing up this high during the day. What’s your name, angelfish?” “You can call me Kasmeer.” The strange mermaid flips herself over to drift in front of Marjory’s cave, hands on the lip Marjory leans on. Nope, definitely not any ordinary mer. She has fins on her arms, ink makeup coats her face, and she’s wearing basically nothing. Ropes of golden beads and pearls highlight her features rather than conceal them. “That’d be Lady Kasmeer, I take it?” The strange mermaid leans back slightly. “Is it that obvious?” “Most people don’t wear diamonds on their day trips out.” Without even thinking, she flicks the gemstone resting right over Lady Kasmeer’s sternum. It’s probably a faux pas, but the noble doesn’t seem bothered. “Oh, but shark teeth are?” She gestures to the handmade assemblage of fishing net across Marjory’s chest, held up by a necklace of teeth she’d scavenged from the sea floor. “It’s all the rage right now. You really are new here, aren’t you?” Lady Kasmeer just shrugs. “I like exploring. And occasionally meeting new people…” Marjory takes the hint and holds out one hand for a shake. “Marjory Delaqua.” Lady Kasmeer hesitates for a moment, before timidly taking Marjory’s hand and laying a quick kiss on the knuckles. It looks like an unpracticed motion, something she’s had done to her plenty of times but hasn’t had much cause to do to others. For a second they both blink at each other in confusion. Finally Marjory chuckles, and Lady Kasmeer frowns. “What’s so funny?” “Nothing. You’re adorable.” She’s heard nobles are terrible flirts, and it seems to be true, as Lady Kasmeer just tosses her hair back. “What brings you all the way down here, cutie?” “Nothing but my own curiosity. I’ve been down here a few times, but I’ve never seen you before.” Lady Kasmeer glances down at the blue abyss below them. “Do you live down in the Twilight Zone? Or the Depths?” “Mmm. I migrate a lot for work.” It’s a non-answer, but it actually seems to make Lady Kasmeer more curious; she leans forward slightly, eyes sparkling. “But yes, I’ve seen plenty of both.” “Really? What’s it like?” Ah. Okay. Marjory has her pegged now: a wealthy noble who’s barely left her own palace, without the ability or perhaps the courage to see what the rest of the world looks like. Maybe her parents keep her cooped up, maybe it’s her own fear, but now she’s “rebelling” by sneaking out when they aren’t looking. Marjory hears stories of one or two like that every year. Still, it can’t hurt to answer a few questions. She did come all this way, and it’s not like Marjory has anything else to do. And she’s certainly easy on the eyes…

#my writing #writing #kasjory #gw2 #guild wars 2 #ask game #thank you! #nice thing to find after like 3 hours of ochem #tchaikovsgay

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tell me more tell me more "Life Force"

I think I sent this one once but it may have gotten lost in the shuffle. Basically, I was running with the idea that Marjory can canonically sense life force at short range (Season 2 in the underground Mordrem vine labyrinth, yes I'm a nerd) and that necros can obviously take life force (seen as green goo balls) and give life force (how they make minions presumably). And then I wondered what that would feel like and if it would get easier over time and feel like a weird bonding experience if you did it a lot with one specific person... like maybe a partner you REALLY wanted to know was safe and had gone through many battles with... hmmm...

Anyways, it's a collection of moments from Kas's POV about what it feels like when Jory uses her magic to check on her, help her out, etc., and in one notable case uses a life drain on her:

Kasmeer smells the blood before she sees it staining Jory’s dark clothing. It’s leaking from her thigh through her pants and now into the sand. All those medical books let her know it’s the femoral artery – you can bleed out in minutes. It's too far to travel, especially if Jory can’t get herself onto a raptor easily. Kasmeer might be able to get her there in time if she dropped a portal and cast a swiftness hex on the raptor, but who knows how much blood Jory’s already lost? The shroud can keep her from dying, but it needs energy…  As Kasmeer comes near with the raptors, Jory stretches out one hand, and she feels the drain rush past her face. Kasmeer’s raptor screams and rears, and then both animals bolt in the opposite direction. Kasmeer grabs for a bridle and misses. Jory curses. The pitch-black fades from her eyes, and Kasmeer can see them start to glaze over. She doesn’t think. She just flings herself at Jory and wraps her arms around her. “Here! Take from me!” A second of cold and dark, and then she feels the horrible unspooling sensation she hasn’t felt in years, much worse this time. It hurts badly enough she wants to scream, but she can’t – she can’t breathe, her heart stutters in her chest. She can somehow feel herself withering, skin pressing tight to her bones. Jory must be acting off sheer desperate instinct; she’d never do this to her otherwise, Kasmeer is sure. She just barely keeps herself from Blinking away, until somewhere she passes the point where she’s no longer sure she can. Everything starts to go fuzzy. Will she die out here, so Jory can live? Maybe that wouldn’t be so bad… The pain stops. She catches a glimpse of Jory’s horrified face above her, all-black eyes wide in shock. Then a familiar surge of death magic, and she’s wrapped in bitter cold – how is it so cold all of a sudden, in the desert? Sand flies past beneath her, black feathers whip past her cheek. She tries to keep herself awake, for Jory’s sake, but ultimately she fails… When she wakes up, she’s bundled up in too many blankets in the temple of Kormir, and Jory is holding her hand so tight that her knuckles have gone white. Every so often Kasmeer feels the brush of her magic, and then the sudden solitude when Jory pulls it back as soon as she realizes. Her eyes are rimmed in red, and she snaps at Kasmeer to never do that again with an anger that badly disguises fear. When Kasmeer asks about her leg, she rolls up her pantleg to reveal a fresh scar; one of the priests has healing magic, and he fixed it within seconds once she collapsed in the middle of his floor. It takes Kasmeer a solid week to feel like she can take a full breath again, and she relishes every moment if it means Jory is still here.

Oopsie.

#gw2 #guild wars 2 #my writing #writing #fanfic #ask game #accidentallyadorable #marjory delaqua #kasmeer meade #kasjory #thank you!

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1) thank you for the @ (this is nibs on my main hi) and 2) *zeroes in on that Maijory* tell me more. Please. *holds out my little tin cup and begs for any scraps of Mai content*

Oh man, so that's a little fic thingie that's based off another fic by 21Serpentine called Stepping Back, Moving Forward, in which Jory breaks up with Kas after Balthazar, Mai lives through EoD, and the two of them wind up forming a relationship. The formatting is jank but it's really well written and if you haven't read it you should right here. It gave me many ideas, and while I'm hesitant to share too much since I haven't asked the original author's permission to play dolls with their fanfic characters, here is a little snippet about Mai's past (and mommy issues) I wrote that isn't too fic-specific:

Mai’s mother ran off on her when she was twelve. Not like she up and left the house or anything – mostly because they’d never lived in anything like that for more than three months. She always said the two of them were on the run from Mai’s papa, though that never stopped her from bringing other men in and out constantly. She never told Mai how they got money, but Mai had figured it out from the gossip at age eight, and figured out that there was never enough by age ten. It got drained away like all those beer bottles on the floor. If she complained she got beat, so instead she took to the streets. Mai wasn’t big or strong or pretty, but damned if she wasn’t fast, and she had clever fingers. Mama trained her how to, “make something useful of herself,” which meant nicking coinpurses and casing out abandoned homes for them to squat in. She probably would have trained Mai in her own profession too, if Mai hadn’t been an ugly little stick of a girl until age fifteen. Apparently all the coin she could muster wasn’t enough though, because one day Mai came back from casing the waterfront boardwalk with a proud pocket full of trinkets and nothing at all waiting for her. Not a note, not a person, nothing but a couple of muddy footprints that faded way too fast on the wooden streets. Mai waited in their old haunt for three days, and then on the beginning of the fourth day she looked at the tide going out and realized that it was never going to bring her mama back in with it. Not to her, anyways. (She understood now, of course. When someone was on your trail, it was a lot easier to make tracks without a kid trailing behind, and Mai had proved herself capable of surviving on her own by then, obviously. It was probably better for both of them. But at the time it had still hurt.) But it was cry and starve or work and eat, so she went back out to Lion’s Arch’s shores. Eventually she wound up hauling boxes for a couple of sailors, they asked if she wanted a spot as a cabin boy, and the rest was history.

#gw2 #guild wars 2 #writing #my writing #ask game #mai trin #cw child abuse #cw abandonment #thanks nibs! #glad that tag reached you it didn't pop up your blog for some reason

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WIP Title Tag Game

Thank you @accidentallyadorable for the tag!

Prompt: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I uh... am not organized enough to have a WIP folder lmao. Also a lot of my documents are just compilations of little baby fics that I may or may not plan to post. I'll dig up the most WIP-like ones:

Guild Wars 2

Jora and Kin

Kasmeer Playlist Songs lol

Life Force

Maijory

MerKasjory

Modern AU Snippets

On the Creation and Proper Care of Bone Minions

Sicfic

Other Fandoms

Janaya

Sacred Selunite Rituals

please send me asks (if you want) 👉👈

I'm not tagging that many people but uhhhh: @deathicus-sling poking you again, @commander-gloryforge, @dualumina, @nibswrites

#writing #my writing #fanfic #gw2 #guild wars 2 #thank you!

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Anet should release an update for Charr tails (and more horns). Let male Charr have big fluffy tails, let female Charr have scraggily tails, let Charr have chewed up tails, silky tails, half-tails, bob tails!

Charr tails!

#charr

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Camda, support Scrapper at your service

#art #charr #nice style!

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Hm...

#omg #screenshots #asura

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No honestly though like. It weighs on me so much how young Taimi was. How young Braham was. Did you know Taimi very likely wasn't even 18 yet when she was kidnapped and psychologically tortured by Joko and his goons?

Braham was just BARELY older than 18 when his mother, who he just started to get to know, died.

And yes, the stuff they've all been through would be traumatic for anyone, but my god. This eats at me constantly and it never really comes up very much. And it SHOULD come up! They were so damn young! They should be at the Synergetics dorm ice cream social/the moot!

#legit #gw2 taimi #braham eirsson

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the SON!! I sketched this out a while ago when the icebrood saga was coming out but only just got around to cleaning it up and actually colouring it whoOPS 

#art #BRAHAM #my boy #braham eirsson

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Does anyone ever think about how much Kormir changed from human to goddess. Here is a woman who fiercely loved and was beloved by her people in turn. Here is someone who chafed at inaction and led a rebellion.

Then you look at the goddess. You look at her silence. Her 'benevolent isolation'. You look at her abandoning both her people and the world that birthed her. Even the wizards in their floating tower didn't leave despite their ancient knowledge because they had a job to do and they did it for hundreds of years.

Did the other gods look at the Commander and think they would fail, and that the Six would be eaten?

Did Kormir look at the Commander and see an echo of her old self, and believe they would succeed? Where would be her place in that new world?

Man, that fucks me up.

#YES #after playing gw1 i can see how vastly different the two kormir's are #which isn't bad #in fact some soto lore in the museum implies that being a goddess the magic itself has changed her #which is. cool. i'm sure that's fine #but it's oh man #juicy lore #kormir

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Goodbye

#gif #charr

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Marjory and Kasmeer kiss <3

Also posting this as an announcement that I'm selling my drawings as designs on redbubble! This one included! https://www.redbubble.com/shop/ap/159366013

#art #kasjory #kasmeer meade #marjory delaqua #awww so cute #love the little modifications you made to their outfits

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Welcome to Foods of Tyria!

first off, while the main focus of this blog is to document recipes/food related to GW2, and the process and recipe previews related to a GW2 themed cookbook i'd like to produce :> I'd also love to get a bit of community involvement from everyone regardless of their skill level in the kitchen, and around every 2 weeks we'll give a recipe prompt for people to join in with! this will be under the tag GW2 community recipes my only suggestion if you'd like a challenge, is to try to incorporate only items present in the recipe to make the item in the game or, if that's inevitably too short or the item doesn't exist [omnomberries, etc] approximate a RL food and add other ingredients available in the game! :>

I hope you have fun with future prompts and get a chance to join in!