#-draws a line in the sand- xD

[noffy96]

Fnaf Eclipse Coloured

My friend @sand-shark drew this beautiful Eclipse as fuel for my hyperfiction. So I decided to Colour said drawing (with their permission of course XD ). Look at how pretty this boy is!

And hey, a gif of how i coloured it just for fun as well

Click here to see the post with original line art!

Click here for the Colouring I did for their sun and moon as well

#noffy's colouring #fnaf eclipse #fnaf eclipse ruin #fnaf dca #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf security breach #fnaf sb eclipse #fnaf sun and moon #dca

[kiwiwinjindouche]

haiii! 8 for Aldina and 9 for anyone because im interested in general!

(also i'd like to know about Marisol and Ivanoe 👁👁)

Yippee!!! :D

Thank you for your interest!!!! <3

8. Would your OC ostensibly be able to get away with murder?

Yes. Aldina could probably talk her way out of it, or if things get worse, ask for help from her fathers.

9. Do you have a specific lyric or quote which you associate with your OC?

I can answer to that with a few of them. I have to think about this for the newer OCs (aka young Kirin's "crew", mostly).

For Vincent, I decided to go with the last line from The Sands Of Serkonos: "We'll slip onto a whaler and maybe we'll escape".

He's been in Karnaca for a few years now, and that song might be one of his favorites. I think he likes to listen to the songs people sing in the streets.

To stay with the whole 'whaler' thing, Aldina's one is simply from The Drunken Whaler: "What will we do with a drunken whaler…"

I like to think they kind of respond to each other, in some way. Also Aldina loves to creep people and to sing slow, disturbing lullabies while behind the walls, at the mansion.

Now, less lyrics and more quotes.

For Sybill, it had to be a Sherlock one, obviously, and I went with one from BBC Sherlock (which I love a lot): "What is it like in your funny little brains? It must be so boring."

I think it suits her and is a good sum up on which kind of person she can be!

And I've got one for Caleb (the grumpy man in the navy). It's from Niccolò Machiavelli: "It is not titles that honor men but men that honor titles."

He has a strong sense of honor and puts a lot of importance to this kind of things. If it wasn't for that one, I would probably have chose another lyric but from Honor For All.

And that's it for the asks! As for Marisol and Ivanoe!! :D

I still have to do better references for them, I only have a small sketch of their heads.

Both are from Karnaca. Ivanoe was a very kind soul, living with his mother. He was 3 years older than Kirin. He liked to take care of the stray animals, the ones even more easily forgotten by Karnaca's cruelty. Always hurt somewhere, too many lights scars on the body, taking care of the unwanted.

He really, really hated Kirin. For his lack of empathy, for that time he killed a cat out of curiosity. Why would anyone in the group let him stay? he's dangerous. But he's Adrian's little brother and the others were fine with his presence.

Unfortunately, one day, Ivanoe disappeared, only to be found by the group few days later. He's been killed by bloodflies. That left a mark on them (except for Kirin, he didn't care much, said it was his own fault).

Marisol's parents were whalers, and they died at sea. She's 4 years older than Kirin, and was in love with Adrian. Young Kirin was a tiny bit jealous, but Marisol had interesting things to say - sometimes - so m'okay you can stay with my brother I suppose? (more or less)

She's always love to draw and had an artistic soul. So, when Kirin was still in Dunwall, at the Academy, and Adrian died in the mines, she decided to leave for Morley. She wanted to stay away from Karnaca, to take a break from the city that ruined her life (Ivan's death didn't help either). She'll have a hard start, but will eventually get a renown there and finally marry another man, Octave (I've talked about him before I think!) Octave is also a very artistic one, interested by animation.

When Octave heard more about Kirin's silvergraphs, and his will to animate things too with them, he wanted to go to Karnaca and meet him, and Marisol followed him, thinking it was finally time for her to go back there and fight her demons. And so, they meet again, after all those years, and start to talk about their life, the changes, and the past.

I'm really too invested into young Kirin's life for some reasons xD Kirin was lonely, but his brother wasn't, so in my headcanons Kirin was squatting (I lack a more proper word lmao) Adrian's group mostly, because Adrian cared about him and didn't want him to stay alone and the such. And (almost) everyone was fine with it.

And I'm adding some interludes with them in my fanfic! I NEED TO FINISH THAT DAMN FANFIC

#dishonored 2 #dishonored oc #oc ask #again thank you so so much for your interest in them aaaaaaaaa #​🥺​💗​💗​💗​💗​ #dagyne_rambles

[tunabesimpin]

Hi! Here's my submission for the Tuna Sea-Side Party. (I wasn't certain how to link to a photo in an ask, so I hope the reference comes through ok).

Esher is an isekai'd pc from a high-fantasy dungeons and dragons campaign, so she's been spending most of the school year learning about how to even function in a more modern magical society, as well as concealing her own magical abilities as a warlock with a pact of the Archfey. She and Grim managed to scrape by in exams, and it was actually Grim that spotted the poster and insisted they go. Technically, Esher is the plus-one in this case lol.

Seeing as how Esher didn't even know what the ocean was before coming to Twisted Wonderland, she's pretty much learning what exactly one even does at a party like this on the fly. She was very surprised at the idea of wandering around in one's smallclothes, but since Rook helped her pick out a cute swimsuit (little black one-piece with a sheer black wrap) she's warmed to the idea. Vil was horrified enough to learn she didn't know what sunscreen was and made sure to foist that and a sunhat on her as well.

Her more competitive side will emerge when she is invited to join in on capture the flag, and she will spend more time than is entirely reasonable strategizing for the perfect victory (there may or may not be a battle map in the sand). Otherwise she'll spend her time trying to make sure Grim doesn't make himself sick with ice cream.

Thank you so much for hosting this event! I've been admiring your oc and art from afar for a little bit now and I love your blog! I hope I didn't make any mistakes with my submission, and I'm sorry it's also right at the last minute 🙏. I'm planning on drawing something as well, but it probably won't be out in time before the submission period ends.

Esher's favorite color is pale pink!

--- Being more used to battle situations, Esher was quick to form a plan for the upcoming capture the flag game. It was a 4 v 4 match, and the first team to get their points to 20 would be deemed the victors. Vil refused to take off his hat and particpate, so Esher was only joined by Rook and two unfamiliar Savanaclaw students.

Rook took a seat with Esher in the sand to see what sort of formation she had in mind. It was well devised, consiting of a strong defense for 3 at base and sending one attacker out for retrieval when the opposing team was on offense. Esher explained it more in depth of how things should operate, but the two Savanahclaw students began to judge the ordeal harshly "So you want us to just sit around until something happens? That's boring~!" Rook looked between the students and Esher. Esher scowled rebuking them "And you have a better plan? I'd love to hear it." The two shrunk, but it was obvious they were still against it.

Rook shook his head and attempted to persuade the rowdy bunch "Perhaps we use a code system to switch positions? This way it'd be harder for the other team to predict who will come next." Esher thought for a moment, agreeing on the idea and even adding to it "It would also help keep from anyone from becoming the sole target. We could do fake outs too..." With a more active plan in place, the Savanahclaw duo decided to chime in with their own ideas.

Just like that, the team built up more trust amongst one another and came up with hand signals. The five minute prep time was up and with that, it was time to head into battle! The crew gave a roaring group call before stepping up to the line. Which team would fall and which would persevere? It was up to fate now. ---

LOLOL i feel like that ending was so 2000s cliffhanger XD I just know Rook is adoring the idea of a team coming together despite differences. The beauty of teamwork! BEAUTE! LOLOL Thank you for joining the event!!! I hope you can enjoy this!

#tuna be talkin #blueveildreaming #tunasseasidesq #twst fanevent #event request #twst #twisted wonderland #twst oc #twst rook #twst fanart

[lucyfloyenworkshop]

“Back to Valley of Thorns, meals appears before me at the second where I sit. To know it requires such efforts. It’s a new discovry for me.“

Some Malleus Masterchief... ^^

In fact the voice line that I use for the title was, at the begnining the origin of this Malleus!Prince/Malleus!Masterchief’s illustration but... Still while I draw and colored this, I realise that this reflect in a way, all Malleus’s personal story ( within the searching of WHY after centuries of pratice, Lilia is still a such destrarous  bad cook XD )

We all know that Malleus is the crown-heir of a Kingdom. A Kingdom where the great majority of his inhabitants are immortal or bessed with long life. In plus to belong to a such higher social  ( so having the habit to have servants around him), he belong to a race that live without grow old. I don’t know how much Malleus is old but I guess it’s around +/- 100 years old. (I am don’t going to do a all speech herre about Malleus and immortality because it’s a whole subject that I will digging deeper in a futur Malleus character analysis after extras researchers :-) )

So what it’s means to him, a  immortal Dragon-Fea prince ? Well, even he is still a child form Fea’s point of view, we see trought voices lines and events that the class “boring“ a bit. Not because he is lazy or somethings, it’s just because he know theses things. He is one of the Five most powerful Mage of the world and he is praticting magic since decades ! On the magic side there nothing to learn left... But on new discovery about meeting people, socialization, discovring new cultures through travels... This it’s the most important for him.

“ This class is a social study for me. “ Malleus Draconia - SR Apprentice Chef - Voices Lines

 The reason why he enter to NRC as a student is because he is wondering about human’s relationships. And everythimes we see Malleus experimented theses kind of bond and discovers about humans’s cultures and open to others, he is seems, for somes hours, release of all his duties/destiny. without rejected his role as a futur monarch. During, his both Birthdays Events, Scalding Sands fireworks and Masterchiefs events, we, and the characters see a others side of Malleus, more cheerful,a bit mischief but more than all curious about things and the worlds.

We don’t know if Malleus will cook in the futur but during the Masterchief he learn again so much. Having a little chat with Ruggie (whom, socialy is, his exactly opposite !), learning a new skill and please someone with something he had done with his own hands.

The satisfaction to create something  with his own hands.

I think it’s all is about...

                                          ________________________

 Artwork made by @lucyfloyenworkshop

. Please don’t use/repost/trace my artworks without my permission

. Reblogs (with my copyrights) and likes are welcomed :-)

#twisted wonderland #malleus draconia #ruggie bucchi #twst masterchef #first time I draw Malleus with his forehead-scales ^^ #twst

[stormxpadme]

AO3 has been kicking me out for around 10mins bcs of pages loading too slow on wifi and data both so it wont let me post a comment on ch 7 (i think) SO HERE IT IS i will not go to sleep till i send it to you PUBLICALLY ! (gonna also paste it into ao3 tmrw but i need to send it now and then pass out for at least 3 more hrs xD):

REMYYYYYY AAAA i literally firgot everything i was gonna say when i figured out its gambjt j'fucking adoreeeee 🥰🥰🥰

one bad mutant for eric one food mutant fir charles. theyre just playing chess at this point. assholes. also with the like killing and mystiques comment abt another talk between erik and charles i had a thiught there... hmmmm.... i wish i rmbrd what kt was. OH YEAH. it hink i said this a while ago somewhere that its like. Its a draw, and impasse, and until either one of them crossed any of the arbitrary lines they drew in the sand nothing will change

Also scott is a dumbass and katja is so extremely like. Idealistic. I love that for her bcs she still has enthusiasm amd has that righteous anger that comes off as either annoying or hopeful to someone whos been fighting a war for so long such as scott. And i love that part of the convo where scott is like we cant save the whole world. It made me think of schindlers list and that quite - the man who saves a life has saved a world entire. Which is ironic given that its eriks goons doing this, which AGAIN brings me to erkis hypocrisy this time and like. Him and charles are just two sides of a same coin arent they?

The encounter with that girl yesterday had left him more confused than he had experienced in years. - side eyeing you for this 👀🤨😤😹❤️

With this weapon, we can turn all of New York into mutants in a few days and all of humanity in six months - oh i rmbrd now! (I cooy some quites to clipboard not to forget to comment on them xd) - what i wanted to say here is that i have all the love and none of the respect for cartoonish villain plans ised to attract the attention of your ex boyfriend xD "imma turn the whole new york into SHARKS and i'll be the SHARK MASTER" like dude chill ffs just text him its okay its cool xD.

❤️

It sent, actually! But yeah, everything's lagging there right now including my answers to you and I'm getting unnerved bc AO3 GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER. So I will answer here :D And then I will send you to bed BECAUSE REASONS.

And hey, there's a definite advantage to posting here: You can include visuals :D.

I needed my red eyed Cajun baby in there :D. I mean obviously, since the team is what it's like in the 90s cartoon plus one additional weather-witch, but also because Remy is too fucking cute (and Taylor Kitsch was too fucking hot playing him).

Yeep, exactly. Charles and Erik love each other far too much still for their own good. This whole thing would long have been over with everyone dead if they didn't hold their respective people back. With how it's going, there's just more and more collateral damage on the way, and those two still will just fuck it out and cry on each other's shoulder in the end, and they deserve all the shade thrown at them for it.

Uuugh now I get emotional about Schindler's list again, never managed to rewatch that, it broke me so much the first time already. I think it's really the hardest part about this job? Getting to terms that you can't be everywhere at once and that making as much of a difference as you can is what counts and not saving everyone because that simply won't work. And my girl is still at the beginning of learning that sigh. It's really chilling seeing Erik walk around killing off random people in this franchise just because they're normal people bc like. This is what happens when someone's been on the receiving end of this and then gets the power to turn the tables on the fascist assholes. The moral dilemma of the whole thing ugh.

Oh god, I'm so sorry for this storyline already LOL. Poor Ororo really needs better taste in men …

thanks, now I can never take that plan seriously again LOOOL. I mean, when Erik finally gets up to get this plan up and started, Charles will indeed be there in person, so I guess in the end the plan worked? :D

#sometimes stormy gets asked things #effervescentdragon #x men #everything after x2 didn't happen sue me #x men original timeline movies #ao3 get your shit together #i'm sorry but that part just broke me #erik risking killing ten thousands of people and starting a war #just to get charles' attention #WHERE'S THE FUCKING LIE THO #writing #of course NOW ao3 is down

[serpenlupus]

I’m honestly fascinated by the direction Larian chose to take with the tiefling markings and features, particularly the shoulder blades that look like they were going to develop into wings? Omg. Although I wish they could have had a bit more personalitation, maybe choosing how much or how noticeable the spikes can be and such. But what we have is pretty good :D

The only problem is that I’m now having to choose just how much markings I want to give my Taviros without going insane each time he takes his shirt off xD

I’ve also been rethinking what to do about his horns, because the logical line of action if he has spent his whole life hiding his tiefling nature, would have been trying to get rid of his horns, right? There’s even an option in the character creator to pic some horns that look like they’ve been either broken or sanded down

But I really liked his horns and the idea that there’s a bit of sparks of electricity on them when he’s pissed (even if I struggle a lot with drawing the damn things XDDD). I had also originally given him a scar on his left side that I took out, then put back then took out again because I wasn’t sure what purpose to give it, so I decided that he tried to saw off his horns when he was little but the knife slipped and cut his face. He managed to chip a bit of the horn, but because they kept growing he eventually gave up and depended fully on the alter self spells and staying away from physical contact as much as possible

#bg3 #bg3 screenshots #bg3 fanart #bg3 tav #baldurs gate fanart #baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate oc #tav #baldurs gate tav #taviros #tiefling tav #tiefling #digital art #art #artists on tumblr #sketch #dnd #tiefling character #fanart #blood

[damnation-if]

can confirm, war of the spark is absolute garbage. Worst part being that apparently it wasn't the author that retconned Chandra's sexuality, but WotC that told him to >:|. At the very least in the short stories they seem to have gone back to her being pan, but it's hard to tell if it's the main writers fighting against the company, or just plain old queerbaiting.

yeah it's hard to say what Really went on but. from what i can fathom reactionary panic was caused at wizards hq or wherever they talk about this stuff when a Predictable (to anyone who actually knows even vaguely what it's like to be a marginalised or queer person) backlash of straight dudes going "nuh uh, chandra Only wants to have sex with Me, a Cis Man" hit at roughly the same time as other people saying things like "hey. maybe it doesn't need to be a whole Thing that she also really thought Gideon was Hot while she professes her love for Nissa" and the... let's call it "pincer movement" of criticism caused them to hit the Eject button on the whole idea

i do believe they Intended it, though, not that it was queerbaiting... they wouldn't have published it in the first place otherwise. i think they just didn't anticipate... how many of their fans and readers will seethe in silence about queer male characters but draw a firm line in the sand at the idea of any woman they want to make kissy with having ever had a non-straight thought :/

it's a big old shame, i guess... luckily the book still sucks arse so nobody's missing out if they choose not to read it lmfao

i'll just add this one on here to keep the mtg discussion neat! uh, well... if you've been reading my tags, you'll know that. if gorgon pirate mercenary queen assassin green/black swarm's eminence icon Vraska asked me to do Literally Anything... i would not say no XD

i have a soft spot for... Many green planeswalkers, though. my green/blue babe Kiora, Arlinn... the big green v, Vivien... Saheeli........ Ral Zarek of course... there's probably a lot more if i'm being honest but those are probably my favourites.

i also Enjoy Rakdos and Ob-Nixilis as characters even though i wouldn't. personally want to be around them lmfao. the bit where Ob-Nixilis defeated Gideon's invulnerability by drowning him in a puddle was Amazing XD eat it gids

i also, possibly unsurprisingly, have a mild fondness for the Phyrexians 😔 i just enjoy transhumanism okay ajkdbhfasdfa

#what does the chaos mirror see #anon #terribly sorry to anyone who doesn't know anything about magic the gathering but also. it's no more impenetrable than d&d Really #i should stress i don't know Anything about the Card Game #it's just occurring to me now that this question might have been about. favourite cards To Play #sorry i only know the characters as characters i have no money to spend on cards 😔 #i'd be bad anyway #i like to think i'd be green/black if i had mana colours but also i have a Suspicion that's me. projecting #like of course i'd Like to be something cool but in reality i'd probably just be. pure white or something Boring like that

[kth1]

With how much you gif jimin i would imagine be was your bias too?

jfdsfjdkslfjdsi you aren't the first or last person to probably assume this xD

but how about... with the amount of times i've pulled jimin in a merch-related pack, you'd think jimin would personally visit my house by now???

jimin is very amazing human being!!! but he gotta respect my lines i draw in the sand hahahaha

#ask #this isn't his home #he knows im looking at his soulmate #LMAO #oh but boy is trying #let me tell you

[regal-apple-flare]

(I just wanted to try some generator fun out with incorrect quotes because I was thinking of trying some with one again (I was going to do a like/reblog call for some in fact) And dash stuff inspired me to it when I saw someone posting some incorrect quotes fun, but THIS IS ONE OF THE THINGS THAT HAPPENED AND I JUST... XD)

Lucifer: I CAN'T DO IT! Michael, laughing: I CAN'T EITHER! Lucifer: I CANT FUCKING DO IT ANYMORE Adam: WELL I'LL TELL YOU WHAT, YOU CAN EITHER GIVE UP NOW, OR YOU CAN FIGURE IT OUT. BECAUSE WE CERTAINLY CAN'T DO IT WITHOUT YOU, AND WE KNOW YOU CAN'T DO IT WITHOUT US. Lucifer: Lucifer: I appreciate it, Lucifer: BUT LOOK WHAT WE'RE DEALING WITH- Sera: Lucifer- Lucifer: YOU GOTTA DRAW THE LINE SOMEWHERE! Emily: Lucifer we gotta- Lucifer: YOU GOTTA DRAW A FUCKING LINE IN THE SAND. YOU GOTTA MAKE A STATEMENT. Lucifer: YOU GOTTA LOOK INSIDE YOURSELF AND SAY 'What am I willing to put up with today?' Lucifer, motioning to Charlie: NOT FUCKING THIS

#outofducks #I'll try to do more but omg why was it so mean to Charlie XD

[second-chance-stray]

Love will live Love will last Love goes on and on and on

#art #Cravendy Hound #Aiswyda Nuthalwyn #One of my fav songs ;_; #'Love' sung by Nancy Adams #while the song is about romantic love #the love between Cravs and Wyda is representative of #sisterly love and self love #no romantic feelings here OK #-draws a line in the sand- xD

[the-esempee-merchant]

The Gods on a Daily basis

(A sneak peak of the incorrect quotes chaos)

-Shark

#mod shark #shark #Gods of the Merchant au #Incorrect quotes #tftsmp cornelius #mumza #Nithos #Irrela #dream xd #Woulingo #Kristen #Gotta draw the line in the sand

[resonatingmuses]

@fireandfigures

“While my dumbass brother got what he deserved, don’t you go rubbing his nose in it any more. You mess with him and I fire ball you to death.”

#dash commentary #fireandfigures #[Amy] #the big sister is drawing a line in the sand XD

[raionmimi]

hello, please may i ask where i can find the manga for the america singularity?

i am really interested in that plot twist with Medb and Cu Alter...I always wondered about those two, whether they were close or not especially with how he's there by her side by his own will, even when he grumbles about her XD I thought that they were working together as allies, so this reciprocal romance has gotten me very interested!

It’s in the Turas Realta manga! It hasn’t been translated since chapter 39 or so, but the raws are currently up to like 55. If I remember correctly 39 or 40 is the beginning of the America singularity. I myself have only seen Ch. 40 since most site with the raws are riddled with ads and/or viruses.

EDIT: Here’s a link to the raws for Ch. 55!!

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But yeah! In the game, Alter did indeed reveal that he was doing everything on his own will and lamented over his bad luck with women because Medb died just as she had become a “good woman.” Mini Cú also says that “Medb won” as she was dying because he was interested in knowing what the happiest thing was to her (since she had only stated what her second happiest thing was earlier) but was unable to hear her.

It could’ve been interpreted in various ways before, but with the added lore of Medb fell for Cú when he died, it definitely links both Alter/Mini Cú and Medb that it’s undeniable that it’s about love, as tragic as it happens. The main obstacle is Medb herself as she’s the one who draws the line in the sand between her and all the Cus, and the ball is always in her court as to whether she will be honest and vulnerable with him or not

#magical college girl medb #medb acts differently with Cú on purpose but she’s fully capable of dropping her act when she wants to #it’s just a cycle of not wanting him to hurt her and wanting him to acknowledge her #that she acts in a way she knows how he will respond #and he knows what she’s doing #that’s why he’s okay with her when she’s just being chill or spilling her guts out metaphorically and literally #it’s almost 5am #but this manga has got me in a vice grip #apologies for any sentences that don’t make sense I’m sleep deprived

[slightlycrunchy]

Dadmight + ♝: Reading a book together, please? Ty!

Tbh, reading an actual book wasn't vibing with me so this is what came to me instead! (reading for me is not a social hobby XD) Send me dad prompts ❤️

Just a bunch of fluff, I-Island style

What Toshinori wasn’t expecting was the ease of it all.

“Come here, Young Midoriya,” he beckons, his wrist limp as he gestures to where he sits comfortably on the brushed suede of the hotel couch, sun pouring in through the floor-to-ceiling windows that lay directly in front of them.

I-Island boasts fantastic scenery, and Toshinori’s room looks over the best it has to offer; sun-kissed sands and lapping cerulean waters, beach goers lounging happily on towels and low chairs. With every glance up from the pamphlet he’s reading, Toshinori is inundated with beauty, and he couldn’t be happier than to share it with his boy right beside him.

“What is it, All Might?”

“Come look at this brochure. It goes through all the major attractions and sights, and since I know with how things went down last time we were here during the I-Expo, I assumed you would want to actually do something fun this time around.”

He can feel when the boy comes to rest his forearms on the back of the couch, his warmth like a physical presence as he peers over Toshinori’s shoulder to look at the tri-folded page in his lap. Midoriya hums in thought.

“I don’t know if I’d say I didn’t have any fun the last time, All Might. I did get one whole afternoon so enjoy the Expo! And then later that night…” he trails off, and Toshinori’s mind follows directly behind, finding the memory of their shared battle quite easily. Toshinori smiles wryly, turning his head to look up at Midoriya who has his own, softer smile on his face.

“Don’t even start to say that was a good time, my boy! Saving the world may be rewarding but if you consider it recreation...well we might have to have some words.”

Midoriya laughs, his eyes squinting and shoulders shaking as he pushes himself off of the couch and walks around, posture loose and carefree when he comes to sit directly beside Toshinori. The boy leans over into his space as if it were as natural as breathing, eyes scanning the pictures and words that line the pages of the brochure.

Toshinori for his part has gone entirely still.

“You’re probably right. Oh! That one looks cool!” Midoriya exclaims, pointing excitedly to a driving tour that takes riders along the most ‘touristy’ outdoor features of the Island. Toshinori swallows and nods, willing his own heartbeat to calm at this blatant display of affection.

It isn’t that Toshinori isn’t a tactile man, nor that Midoriya himself has ever proven to be touch-averse, but well...it’s the thoughtlessness of it all. That this boy is so inherently comfortable, enough to laugh freely and be himself while drawing close to Toshinori without prompting, has him entirely sure he could have never chosen a better candidate to take on the mantle of One for All. It makes him feel rather tingly all over, if he’s honest.

Toshinori hums, straightening out the paper in his grasp and bringing it closer to his face to look closer at what Midoriya had found attention-grabbing.

“Well if that’s what has caught your eye, I think we should give it a shot. I’ll call and see what times they have available.”

When Midoriya’s eyes light up at his words, Toshinori has to admit he finds it hard to say no to anything the boy would ever ask of him. He can’t resist giving Midoriya a fond squeeze at his shoulder.

“Thank you, All Might!”

“My pleasure, Young Midoriya.”

#dadmight #dad might #my writing #bnha #my hero academia #fic #fluff #anon #anonymous #prompts

[minubell]

Since you mentioned you're taking writing prompts, "Khamul and Angmar during the 7 day walk from "The Tides of War""! Love to see a hurt and dizzy Khamul with an ass hole Angmar XD

It was really fun to deviate from Mairon’s third person POV to Khamul’s for this one. This takes place right after the Fall from the Black Gate (During Chapter 6), and is under the cut to avoid cluttering people’s dashboards. I call it: 

It’s All Angmar’s Fault

It takes two soldiers to lift him up from the dust. 

Khamul is not deliberately trying to make a fuss either. The moment Angmar huffs and finally removes his knees from his ribcage, Khamul tries to roll over get his feet under him. He only gets as far as managing to shift one of his arms to try to roll over when a sharp, terrible pain that leaves him breathless stabs into his side. Even when he lets his arms fall back down again, the pain only dulls to a low, ever-present ache rather than completely vanishing. 

Well. 

That is new.

He draws in a breath, but only gets halfway through before the sharp pain cuts into him like a knife, leaving him lying on the ground with his eyes closed, drawing in shallow gasps of air that only make his head spin more.

His thumb shifts-blissfully, causing no pain-and comes to rest at the base of his pointer finger, where it gently brushes against the familiar, cold, metallic band. There’s a comfort in the fact that it is still there, even though it never strayed from his finger since he first slipped it on.

Something nudges against his arm, and he opens his eyes to stare up at some Numenorean soldier, peering down at him curiously, holding a pair of shackles in his hands. 

"You alive?"

"Unfortunately," Khamul responds with as big of a grin as he can muster. 

The soldier looks distinctly unimpressed.

A hand wraps around his wrist and Khamul does not even have enough time to comprehend how bad of an idea this is before the soldier pulls and-

"Ow, ow, ow, OW! Enough, enough!" The hand fortunately releases him, and Khamul grimaces as he flops back down into the dust, laying there for a moment, breathless. "My mistake," Khamul wheezes, ”I misspoke. I should have said, 'Unfortunately, however I cannot move any part of my body without agonizing pain, so please do not pull on my arms.' I'll be sure to be more specific in the future." It takes longer, this time, for the pain to fade back into that throbbing, aching sensation but it is a relief when it finally does so.

"...Are you going to die?" 

"If I do, it shall be on the ground," Khamul declares, staring up at the sky above. Blue, with nary a cloud to hide him from the sun. Ugh. No wonder he feels so poor. Realizing the soldier has been quiet for some time now, Khamul squints at him again, trying to make out his facial features even as his vision blurs and the world begins to sway. "I shall not," Khamul amends, more seriously, and the soldier stares at him for a few moments before turning and walking away. 

The soldier returns with help, and by the end of it Khamul feels like he might have rather died, but he is on his feet and swaying as shackles are snapped around his wrists. The chains are sturdy and heavy, and it takes every bit of strength and willpower he has to not just fall over and take a nap in the sand and gravel. 

This is all Angmar's fault.

Brilliantly, as is just the damn standard in his life, they decide to tie his shackles to the same saddle as Angmar. Not just near Angmar, not just within distance where he can hear his furious grumblings, no. They guide the rope through his chains it is secured alongside an existing line that feeds back to where Angmar stands, only five feet away, tugging at his wrists like he might be able to slip out of the shackles and defeat the entire army with only his fists and his teeth.

Khamul doesn’t doubt he’d try, if he managed to wiggle free. 

Khamul lets out a sigh that halfway through morphs into a cough and a grimace. Ugh. The next time Angmar decides to do something stupid on top of a very high gate, Khamul was going to push him off and save himself the trouble. 

The hands that had been supporting him, checking his shackles, monitoring the rope leave him suddenly, and Khamul is left trying to stand under his own power. He sways dangerously, trying not to fall down into the dust again, sun bearing down on him overhead. He feels nauseous. Dizzy. Unfocused, like he consumed too much wine but accompanied by a terrible, splitting headache and an aching pain in his chest. 

The rope grows taut suddenly, and Khamul jerks forward, pulled by his own arms. The sudden lurch makes his head spin, and he nearly crashes to the ground right then and there. His world tips forward, his muscles screech in protest, and he has half a mind to just give in and let himself be dragged along the ground by the horse. 

The thought only lingers for as long as it takes for him to stumble and get his feet under him. He’s breathless and wheezing, and the light of the sun overhead beats down on him, but when the tug comes again he manages to keep his bearings and walk. Each new step sends a jolt of pain up his side, and he gingerly presses a hand to his side. 

Ugh. 

He hadn’t realized he had been drifting close to Angmar until he bumps shoulders with him, and Angmar growls something under his breath in response and shifts away. Khamul squints after him but can’t seem to muster the energy to snap something witty back. He is tired, and it’s enough work trying to keep pace with the horse without falling behind. 

This is all Angmar's fault.

…

It was Angmar’s fault, actually. He’d been thinking it for a while, but Angmar had pulled him from the Black Gate, Angmar had flipped him over in the air to use him as some glorified pillow to break his fall, and then had not even bothered to stand right away. If it wasn’t for him, Khamul would still be on the other side of the Black Gate, uninjured. 

Since Angmar was the whole reason he was struck out here trudging through the sunlight, he might as well be useful. 

He stumbles towards Angmar again, more deliberately, and knocks his head against his shoulder and leans against his side for support.

"What are you doing?" Angmar hisses in his ear. He tries to jerk away, but Khamul musters enough energy to grab ahold of his wrist just above the iron manacle so he cannot move far. 

"Quiet," Khamul snaps in response. "I am trying to rest." Angmar is blissfully silent for a few moments and, with the added support, Khamul lets his eyes close. It’s a small mercy under the unrelenting sunlight, but it helps soothe the rough edges of his headache. 

"What is wrong with you?" 

Khamul opens his eyes for that and fixes Angmar with the most withering gaze he can muster up. 

"It is either you or the horse,” Khamul retorts instead of replying, tightening his grip on Angmar’s wrist so he does not try to move away again. “And the horse will kick me if I try to lean against it."

"I'll kick you as well.”

"Our lord is already angry at you. Do you wish to upset him further?” When he is neither kicked nor pushed away, Khamul huffs softly and lets the side of his face rest against Angmar’s shoulder again. “I thought not. Now do be quiet, you’re making my headache worse."

Angmar huffs and grumbles, but says nothing more. Good. Khamul leans against him, lets his eyes close, and lets Angmar lead him. Hopefully, this time, it will not be off of a ledge.

#Tides of war #TOW ficlet #angmar #khamul #ttrtru #ficlet

[french-witch-cottage]

🌻🍋🥧 Meringue Lemon Pie 🥧🍋🌻

I made this pie recently and it's 🔥🔥 da bomb 🔥

I adapted a pie crust recipe for this 80's cookbook, used my mom's favourite lemon curd recipe and classic meringue to make a delicious, gluten free, made from scratch meringue lemon pie !

🥧 Pie Crust 🥧

•200g of all purpose flour (to make it gluten free, I used 65g of gluten free baking flour - Schar's mix -, 65g of buckwheat flour and 70g of almond flour)

•100g of cold butter

•a small glass of cold water (I found it to be something like 10cl but don't hesitate to add it progressively until you think it's enough to form the dough)

•30g of sugar

Mix together the flour and the sugar in a large bowl. Add in the butter cut in small pieces with the tip of your fingers until you have a sand texture. Make a well in the center of the bowl and add the water. Mix with the tip of your fingers and knead a little until you have a nice ball of dough. It should hold together and be a little sticky but not too much. Let it rest for at least 30 minutes before baking it. Meanwhile, you can prepare your lemon curd (and preheat your oven -180°C- if it needs time).

🍋 Lemon Curd 🍋

•4 lemons (organic is better)

•100g of butter, diced

•200g of sugar

•4 whole eggs

Grate the zest of 2 lemons and extract the juice of 4. In a large, heat resistant bowl, mix together the zest and juice and all the other ingredients. Place the bowl over a steam bath and cook for around 20 minutes or until the mixture begins to thicken (though when it starts thickening you want to keep going for a few minutes), stirring the whole time (this can be a bit tedious, I've read you can do it with a cooking robot but I haven't tried yet ^^ just watch an episode of a serie of something idk). Take off the steaming bath when it's cooked. It will be thicker when it's cold.

Let rest and go back to your crust. If you're making it gluten free, I recommend rolling it directly on a piece of parchment paper so it doesn't break when you transfer it into the pan. If not, feel free to use whatever method you like best, when using regular flour I like to just butter the pan and dust it with flour. Poke some holes in the crust with a fork, put some ceramic beans on it so it doesn't rise too much and put in your pre heated oven (180°C) for 15 minutes.

While it's baking, you can prepare your

☁️ Meringue ☁️

Meringue is very easy, I promise. You only need egg whites and sugar, 60g of sugar for each white. For one pie, I found that three medium eggs are enough, two big eggs can work, I think. I use my grandparent's hen's eggs, so they vary in size and are not as big as what some of you may find in stores ^^

Beat the egg whites until it's nice and fluffy, and start adding in your sugar. You want to add a third of your sugar each time and wait until it's completely incorporated before adding more. You want to reach stiff peaks point, which means when you take the whisk out of your meringue it should form stiff peaks that hold in shape and be visibly thick and glossy. And that's it, that's all, you got yourself a nice, old school french meringue (and trust me, I'm French and I love meringue xD)

[You can use this recipe to make meringues, just dump spoons of your mixture on a baking tray lined with parchment paper and bake in a oven preheated at 100°C for 1 hour of more depending on your taste (weither you like your meringue to be soft and chewy on the inside -my personal choice- or super crunchy. It also depends on your oven). As for baking meringue you should experiment, see what you get, and keep an eye on it too. It will never be a total fail anyway !]

But that's not what you're going to do with it today. Today you're making a lemon pie and you're going to assemble it !

When your pie crust has cooled, fill it with your lemon curd and top it with your meringue. I used a piping bag but my mom likes to put it with a spoon, flatten it and draw a spiral with a fork. It's really up to you. Just pop in under your grill until it's a nice golden brown (it's fast). If you don't have a grill, you can put it back in the oven for around 5 minutes or until it's golden brown but it's not exactly the same (it's good too though !)

You can eat it while it's still warm, it's delicious, but it will be hell to serve it properly. I recommend letting it cool and store it in your fridge until it's set. It's still good for two days after making it but I wouldn't think there will be any left after the first day because it's freaking amazing.

Enjoy and feel free to comment if you have any question ! 🍋💛

#lemon pie #meringue lemon pie #recipe #pie #recipes #cottagecore #baking #bakingcore #baking from scratch #mine