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SWORDTEMBER DAY 19 : ALCHEMIST

The Alchemist’s Last Laugh , of tempered glass and folded smoke 🧪☁️ “Your hands were sweating. What did they say, what did they say? You racked your mind for the conversation you had with The Alchemist just a few days earlier. You were so distracted at the time - their many eyes, the way they moved in a scuttle of fingers and arms under beautiful fabric. They had told you about each of their potions, was it this one? You pulled out a thin blue bottle from your bag - no, no this was a fireproofing one. At the edge of the trees, the shadows stepped closer, a low growling, the flash of moonlight on teeth. This one? It was a spiral shaped bottle, with a pale purple liquid. You remembered The Alchemists laugh as they told you about the purple liquid, like brittle bones, or dominoes knocking each other down. But what did it do? No time to risk it. You saw a clawed paw step forward into the glade, a snarling maw and raised hackles, your heart sunk in your chest. You reached one more time into your bag, and brought out a fat, green bottle. It was filled with a rich, green fluid, and swirling patterns were curved into the glass. You heard The Alchemist’s laugh again in the back of your mind, and found yourself smiling. You remember clearly what they had said about this bottle. ‘Don’t drink this one.’”

This is a sister sword to The Alchemists Last Resort from last year! It was one of my least faves, and I wanted to give it another go! Happy with how it turned out :3

Yesterday’s sword!

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SWORDTEMBER DAY 24 : BAR(barian)

The Bar Blade, of strong spirit and sweet mixer 🍸🫧

I was a little uhh creative with the prompt for this one but my friend had a very cool idea for a cocktail sword and I wanted an excuse to draw it :3 also I hope the format of the story works for this one, it was super long so I didn’t want this post to be huge! Let me know if you have any issues with it though! ❤️

Also if you want to read some more lore, you can follow these links to check out The Catfishfolk and this post from a few years ago!

Yesterday’s sword!

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SWORDTEMBER DAY 27 : ASSASSIN

Succubus Fang, of pale petals and deadly kiss 💕🌸 “Your eyes flutter, and you’re unable to make eye contact outside of a quick glance followed by a nervous laugh. You feel your heart beating in your chest, fast, and your breath in shallow bursts. A hot flush of red across your face and your tongue is in knots, unable to form a full sentence. It’s adorable. Your heartbeat is so loud now in your ears, and your breath is shorter, shallower. That hot flush becomes and uncomfortable swelter, and now your tongue is swollen. Your breath is just a wheeze and your heart feels like it might burst out of your chest. Your eyes flutter again, and I see something else set in behind them. Panic? Terror? I laugh - you look so cute when you’re nervous.”

Hiiiii heyyy oh my god hiiiiii ❤️

Yesterday’s sword!

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5A.PPH0 - The Spirit of Flame WEAPONS: FLAMETHROWER “Hot embers in your lips - my love for you is like a flame. Hold it here, in my heart, keep me warm through winter.”

Piloted by Lacy, 5A.PPH0 is one of six unique ships you can play as in Pride Fighters!

🏳️‍🌈 Pride Fighters is free - you can play it by following this link!! 🏳️‍⚧️

Icon art by @dogfruit01 !

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A knife of carved parsnip and notched ear for @/Lucybrrt (Twitter!) 🐈🌿

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SWORDTEMBER DAY 28 : DRUID

Needlefoot, of polished wood and curling smoke 🍃🌲 “‘Check it out, man,” He hopped over an overturned dustbin, and made his way into a winding alleyway. Tall, gangly buildings stretched either side of the passage, and you could see some movement behind the windows, the flicker of candlelight, and the chatter of families. ‘Come on! It’s just ahead!’ With an eyebrow raised, you stepped over the bin and followed your new friend into the dark, the tap tap of his wooden cane on cobblestone leading deeper into the underbelly of the city. You’d only been in the Capital a few days at this point, and the hustle and bustle of the city was overwhelming. It was so much noisier than the woods, so many more people, far too many who wanted to talk to you. But, this guy - Mich was his name (if you heard correctly) - he was… different. Oddly quiet, fantastically extravagant. From his feather adorned hat to every inch of his pin covered jacket, he was something else. ‘I could tell from the moment I saw you,’ he said, pulling you from your daydream. ‘Like me, ain’t ya?’ Mich didn’t turn around as he spoke - he was following some unseen route, sharp turns through narrow passages, ducking under pipes and behind gates who’s locks had long since rusted away. Smoke followed his every footstep, curling from a lit stick of incense that was wrapped to the handle of his cane. ‘You’re from the pines!’ A stunned smile spread across your face. Before you could mumble a yes, and as you were about to ask why it mattered, or how he knew, the two of you turned one last corner. Tucked between old buildings, and with a mishmash of drain pipes spanning the surrounding brick walls, was a garden. Tall pine trees poked just past the lowest of the building’s roofs, and a lush carpet of grass and wildflowers coated the floor. Bees, butterflies, and other insects flitted between the beautiful greenery, pollen dusted and dancing in the sun. Mich threw down his coat at the base of a tree, and slumped with his back against the study trunk. From his hat he took a rolled paper cigarette and lit it from his burning incense, taking a deep drag. ‘My little slice of home,’ he looked across the garden. You couldn’t hear the cacophony of the Capital at all, just a faint breeze, and a few birds chirping up on the roof ‘Stay as long as you like. Just, you know,’ He turned to you, and tapped a finger against his nose ‘Keep it between us, eh?’”

so so nearly done! This sword was one of my ideas for day 1, witch! I really liked it so I’ve been waiting all month to do this one :3

Yesterday’s sword!

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Hi! I made a post for my free members over on Patreon with a little look at some stuff that’s been in the works - please check this out if you are interested in my artwork! It’s free!! 💕

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i love you

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you said "cost me an arm and a leg"

i realise it's a 99% idiom (yes?), but you posted your selfie and you like have some exoskeleton on your legs????? it's a tool for a work or for a health reason?

OH haha yes should clarify just speaking in metaphor! and that’s my EXO unit - I was getting out as I took that picture, so still had the bottom half on. Those big legs are super fun to stomp around in!

^^ very stuffy in there

and it’s just to fight the elements, as well as granting some enhanced speed and (particularly useful) strength. If there’s some heavy lifting that needs to be done I’ll usually hop in one of these.

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whats the oldest thing you own?

ah wow that’s quite a question, but I think I have the answer! This vintage 7th edition players handbook of Basilisks + Battlements, published in (if I recall correctly) the mid 2030s? So really really old school! This was back when they were experimenting with the AR books with the animated illustrations and stuff! This copy took a little restoration but with some help I managed to get them working properly.

I mentioned about how I have a hookup for cool old world stuff in another ask - this cost me an arm and a leg but it was really worth it! I don’t really have time or like, anyone to play with but it’s just a cool piece of history haha.

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What type of robot are you? :0

robot? I don’t know why you would think I’m a robot… I’m fairly certain I’m 100% flesh and blood

I used to make robots a while ago but I don’t really have time for that now. And, also, to prove my point

^^ genuine human

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The Orchestral Armoury 🎵🎶

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SWORDTEMBER DAY 13 : ROYAL HEIR

 The Dynastinae, of royal chitin and loyal swarm 🪲👑 “ 'Little Nymph', The voice reverberated around the cavern. It sounded so soft, and gentle, but so alien. Like a thousand wings beating, a thousand mandibles twitching, a thousand legs scuttling. The Queen loomed above the little prince. Her great horns were sillhouetted in the faint glow of the nest, and through her transparent wings the prince could see the gentle flicker of grublight candles and the bustling shapes of the kingdom at work. 'You must look after her. Care for her. She will grow with you.' The prince looked down to the sword in their hand. It was so heavy. They felt a weight in their chest, and they took a deep breath. 'She will change, and so will you. A beautiful metamorphosis, two butterflies chasing one another in the setting sun. A transformation only the two of you will understand.' The thought was dizzying to the prince. ' And when you are ready to put down the blade, she will be ready. She will be your crown then. When your days of adventuring are done, and the nest calls you back.' Tears pricked at the edges of the princes eyes. They didn't know why. Was it the thought of the responsibility? The crushing idea of destiny? Or just a child, scared at the thought of losing their mother. The Queen smiled, stooping down to the prince. She was so large, but her movements so careful. The prince looked up at her kind face, and the huge crown that towered above them both. 'Do not cry, Little Nymph.” The prince wiped their eyes. 'The kingdom trusts you. I trust you.' A laugh left her lips. Warm honey, soft silk. 'It takes a hive to raise a child.'"

The bug prince's blade. 🐜 Also if you like the vibe here I've drawn The Queen (although it was a few years ago!!) as well as having part of a story set in Chiton (the kingdom of the bugs!)

Yesterday’s sword!

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SWORDTEMBER DAY 14 : ROYAL GUARD

Crown’s Carapace, of steadfast steel and faithful blood 🦀🛡️ “‘So then, ‘Little Nymph’’ said the guard, and the prince rolled their eyes, ‘You better stay within my eyesight.’ The prince looked to her. She was tall, and bulky plates of chitin grew from her body into a beautiful suit of living armour. At her hip, her family’s sword hung. The blade was a solid piece of metal, and, like her, was designed to defend. The Ferrequin family had been royal guards to the lineage of The Queen for generations, and now the young prince had been assigned their own escort. ‘I’ll stay close. But you keep me safe, okay?’ ‘Of course, my prince.’ She made a swooping bow, far too over the top, and looked to the prince with a wry smile. ‘Ferrequin?’ ‘Yes?’ ‘You’re an idiot.’ Their guard laughed, and a rare smile graced the prince’s lips. The two of them looked out from their balcony, over the bustling roads and swarming markets of the kingdom. There, under the pale moon, the world felt very big for two bugs. "

Another bug blade, linked to yesterdays :D (and yes before anyone says I do know that horseshoe crab blood is blue ehehe)

Yesterday’s sword!

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A blade of swirling smoke and reddened eyes 💨🍃

This started as a joke but I think I committed to hard - happy 420 😎

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#10/10 no notes

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Drew a lil character to wield this one also 🍃

A blade of swirling smoke and reddened eyes 💨🍃

This started as a joke but I think I committed to hard - happy 420 😎

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#their name is hash

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Finished doodle page!! Thank u everyone who suggested something :3

#these are always so fun to do hehehe #art #artwork