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drazhaq · 27 days
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UR STYLE IS SO CUTE :0
i want ta inject ur art into my veins /vpos
Oh god I just saw this,, sorry for late reply 😅
Anyway, I'm glad you enjoy my silly doodles haha
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Have fun with all that fluff in your veins =)
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astral-catastrophe · 7 months
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I’m normal over my links I promise
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pyaarisms · 1 year
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u reblogged fuck it we ball over four times. are u ok
I've been fighting a sound system for 2 hours and losing
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kaylinalexanderbooks · 2 months
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Pawpaw: How do you name your characters?
Sugar Maple: What's the sweetest part of your story?
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Hello! Thanks for the ask! (From this ask game)
Pawpaw: How do you name your characters?
Hm. Vibes? Generally speaking I use Behind the Name and its filters. Sometimes I go elsewhere or look up specific ethnic names. I sometimes go for meaning.
But sometimes, here is my process:
The Secret Portal
Lexi was dubbed "Alexia" in my fourth grade (age 10) creative writing project. I remember I went through an extremely elaborate process to naming her until I fell on that name. Unfortunately I don't remember how I did. In Draft Three (age 13) I tried out the nickname Lexi used by her sister and occasionally her friends, but in Draft Four I just called her Lexi and I preferred that for her (though her name is still Alexia).
Ash was originally named Aurora, but when starting Draft Four I had another OC in the project that later became SOTL named Aurora (she doesn't really exist anymore lol) and to avoid this I picked the first "A" name I thought of: Ashley. But I tried out Ash and realized I preferred it, so kept it consistent.
Gwen was the first G name I thought of, named because the friend she was originally based on wanted her name to start with that. Noelle came out of an inside joke. Rose was on a whim.
Maddie was Maddie because my sister chose the name. She also chose Kelsey. The names stuck, and I really like them.
Robbie I called Robert for a long time, choosing the name for an embarrassing reason (14 yo me was obsessed with Tony Stark) but the nickname fits him much better!!
Akash was chosen because I wanted less English names and selected Indian/Hindi on some baby name site. Obviously being an A name it was close to the top, but it meant "sky" and I laughed because I'd made him a flyer and I liked the name so kept it.
Carla was originally Carly and I don't remember how I picked the name or why I changed it. George was named after my grandfather. Why did I choose it for a young guy idk.
Ewan, Jazlyn, Wade, Parker, Tyler, and Sam were all chosen on a whim and I liked them so they stayed. Liam was originally named Seamus and I didn't like the name for him so I just looked up popular names in Canada and picked the one I liked. Niri was Stephen but I changed it for a similar reason: it wasn't working. Both characters have improved since I changed their name to something I was comfortable with.
Same is true for Hye-Jin and Gabriel, but the main reason I changed their names was they were Lucy and Luis - and with Liam and Lexi I hope you can understand why I didn't want so many four letters, two syllable L-names.
Jedi I picked because I found it on a baby name site. Carmen was on a whim.
Most other names were like that for TSP so I'll stop now. Basically the gist is most of them I picked on a whim, but then I changed the ones I didn't want by usually going to Behind the Name and filtering by ethnicity and looking for something I like.
School of the Legends
Much simpler to describe/harder to choose:
1) pick the name that they are in the fairy tale. Example: Jack (all Jacks)
2) pick a name that means the same as the name in the fairy tale but in another language. Example: Bai Xue (Snow White)
3) choose an ethnicity and look at all the meanings and pick one that's close to the character they represent. Example: Saira (Red Riding Hood, means "traveler")
4) pick a name with a good meaning tied to the character they represent. Example: Azraq (Little Boy Blue, means "blue")
Sugar Maple: What's the sweetest part of your story?
Any moment where it's 2+ characters (usually 2) doing something really sweet for the other (e.g., Kelsey giving Maddie an amigurumi tiger for no reason) or comforting the other (e.g., Gwen giving Akash a hug and a kiss on the forehead when he's crying).
TSP is made up of nothing but corny comedy, angst, and soft ass moments. It's honestly hard to pick a favorite, which is kind of lame lol. But these silly kids loving each other just gives me a lot of joy!
Thanks so much for the ask! Sorry this was a long read lol
TSP intro
TSP tag list (ask to be +/-): @thepeculiarbird @illarian-rambling @televisionjester
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Introducing, a more in depth reference of the (Mainly) Accurate JSAB's AU Heroes and their weapons!
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I've been wanting to draw these guys again for awhile, finally did so! Individual versions and some facts under the cut
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Azraq is a warrior through and through, his magic lends a hand to his shield and sword's efficiency. They're good at both offense and defense, though prefers defense. Very strategic
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Sol, well is the heavy hitter. He's the "attack now ask later" guy. Offense is his main area, but will listen to Azraq's strategy's and follow them even if he secretly thinks it won't work
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Esme is range, and can create barriers for the others. Don't ever underestimate her, she can hit others with scarily good accuracy from miles away.
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Xanthene is mainly support. Can heal, give the other's buffs, and block attacks well even with the small weapons. They are more of a silent type of fighter, sneaking and quick kills. Though can hold their own in a one on one, or even two on one, and more and they get overwhelmed.

Here they be! Well I had a lot of fun with this one-
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lunavelvet · 2 years
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OC’s of note
These ones are Male OC’s that attend Night Raven College
Sice Wild
Heartslabyul
Red spade left cheek
Aaron Dawood
Savannaclaw
Jackal
Terran Hawkins
Octavinelle
(Based on Captain Hook)
Otto Ritter
Pomefiore
(Based on Mother Gothel)
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The following characters attend League of Golden Crown, an all girls school
Why are there girls: exchange student program. That, or they were all apart of some club? I’m not totally sure yet, but it’s going to be one of those two
Aliza Smalls
Heartslabyul
Based on Alice
Named before I knew about the phantom bride event, but I thought it would be funny to keep this
She is very gentle when speaking with others, and makes sure not to say anything mean about anyone
She is really smart, and forward thinking. She learns best when something piques her interest and she gets extremely curious about things. This includes literature.
However, she’s not as smart as her sister, and people often compare the two
When she begins attending NRC, she tries not to talk about her sister, as to make a name for herself, but Haley and Daisy in particular keep bringing Lorette up
Black diamond right eye
Halla Neha
Savanaclaw
Based on Nala
She is always ready to beat you at anything. She’s extremely competitive, and will do anything (except actually cheat) to win. No one knows what she looks like when she’s sad because the only expressions she shows is joy, anger, and sometimes flustered
She’s not really interested in studying, unless you make it competitive, but she’s at least got passing grades
Rhea Rivers
Octavinelle
Based on Ariel
She sings while she works, but she never notices herself doing it
She wears her heart on her sleeve, but she’s also a bit ditzy, which can lead to problems and gets her involved in drama
She doesn’t have the best grades, but she’s trying her best
Weiss Rubin
Pomefiore
Based on Snow White
Luna-Velvet Pinkmoth
Ramshackle OC
Based on my main CRK and GI OC’s
Sonny Prinz
Pomefiore
Based on Rapunzel
Emily Bell
Ignihyde
Based on Cinderella
Aurelie Settler
Diasomnia
Based on Belle
Fiona
Octavinelle
Based on Flounder
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Hilya Azraq
Scarabia
Based on Jasmine and Aladdin
Hera Storm
Ignihyde
Based on Pegasus
Auza Rose
Diasomnia
Based on Aroura
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Haley Mortar
Hearslabyul
Based on the mad hatter
Genuinely optimistic about life and her surroundings. She mostly wears her heart on her sleeve, but she’s get her secrets too
She’s actually really good at math, and is willing to tutor anyone who needs it
She also makes clothes in her free time, except the people who know are Aliza and her roommates
Lorette Smalls
Heartslabyul (?)
Based on Alice’s older sister
Housewarden at her own school
She is very proud of her accomplishments and is very focused and straight forward. Everyone has high expectations for her and she always meets them
The only exception to this however, is her relationship status. She very insecure about being single, even if almost everyone else at her school is single too. But one day, she’ll (hopefully) find her Prince Charming. Even if she’s the knight
Daisy Valley
Heartslabyul
Based on singing flowers
She’s very observant and always has an aura of “smug” to her wherever she goes
Being a flower, she grew up knowing basically every plant ever, and because of that she’s really good at botany and potion making
You would think that as a SINGING flower, she would have a magnificent singing voice, but no, her vocals are atrocious, and she’s somehow proud of it and is willing to prove it if necessary. RIP anyone who asks for a demonstration
Don’t trust the flowers
Inaya Noor
Scarabia
Based on Genie I think?
Dove Divinely
lol legit just light mode Crowley
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Maria
Heartslabyul
Based on March Hare
Summer
Octavinelle
Clown fish
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incorrectzukka · 4 years
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zuko finds out turtleduck is a popular delicacy
zuko: unfortunately we have to declare war again
council: sir...
aang: no, no. he has a point
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sule-skerry · 2 years
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I showed up at the library and there's a massive fucking gap on the shelf where the updated edition of Crusader Castles is but it's not checked out are you FUCKING kidding me
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bisexuallsokka · 4 years
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Still laughing at jisexuallsokka
first of all ME TOO second of all WHO IS THIS
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your-royal-momoness · 3 years
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momo... happy birthday <3 you're one of the most genuine and kind people I've known. I hope you're happy and healthy. best wishes x
Thank you so much! ✨ Your words mean the world and now I’m all warm and squishy inside (emotionally warm and squishy- I’m already physically warm and squishy)
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drazhaq · 28 days
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I really love the dynamics between Husk and Lucifer, they are so precious 😭😭😭💜💜💜💜👌✨️, you art it's dope tho! 👀🔥🔥
Thank you so much!
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I just think Lucifer really needs a friend like Husk and Husk needs to have a bit of childish fun again!
They're my brotp definitely.
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ladywind · 3 years
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gimme
HI AZZY ok here u get sky full of song by florence + the machine bc ur mentally ill
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grendelsmilf · 3 years
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omg... remembered from the Jhumpa Lahiri ask: have you read Arundhati Roy's 'the God of Small Things'?
yes! brilliantly written & one of the most devastating novels i have ever read
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astral-catastrophe · 2 years
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✨yassified✨
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@thedisorientedfae Bonnet! Your blorbo is in my asks box and he’s got weird shorts
Okay, but Azraq wearing that outfit akdkskfk
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rotzaprachim · 4 years
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3) “Sunflowers”, part one of “Kurgan”- ao3 here 
(Tw major character death) - Time Passes, and Nile Speaks Russian
The last thing Teyfuq Mustafayev expects, as he puts the coffee on and slices bread and cheese for his still-sleeping wife Ayshe on a morning still with the promise of the Hot Season that will soon crackle his farm dry, is an American girl with a crumpled pile of hyrvina bills in her hands that he knows at a glance are worth more than his son Murat earns at his engineer’s job in Sevastopol, perfect Moscovite Russian in her mouth, and death in her eyes. Her Russian words are perfect but carry a heaviness to them, every syllable as if tied down to rocks. 
“Подсо́лнечник,” sunflower, she calls. She stands at the outer fence of his property, and with his bad vision Teyfuq has to hunt for his glasses before he can walk out to see her at the gate. 
“How much would you charge for your sunflowers?” 
The question trips him up a bit. Teyfuq knows exactly how much he would charge for the sunflowers that stretch over his entire holding- but by the ton, by the kilo, in dealings with companies that truck the flower heads off to be processed into oil and halva. He has a feeling this girl does not want to buy an entire kilo of sunflowers, only an armful. 
He looks down. Thick soles heavy Vet-Tech patented material, dark. Solderi’s boots, not workingman’s boots, not farmer’s boots, and when he was a child his father told him to fear those with soldier’s boots, a lesson learned through generations at gunpoint. It’s a lesson that has served Teyfuq well over the years in keeping his farm and family out from under the treads of tanks, and here is an American with money in her pockets now held out in her hands, and he feels nothing but for the sorrow in her eyes, and he asks her “how many do you want,” and when she says a bouquet, an armful, he tells her that it will cost nothing at all, and not to leave without a cup of strong dark tea and toast. She does not seem inclined to follow him, makes a comment about the time, about where she has to be, but he asks please, humour him, it has been so long since he and his wife have had company, fresh faces, and they miss their son who is her age most terribly but he these days in the city, and finally says yes, for a short time. Ayshe is awake when they walk in and she rushes to put more coffee on and then make the girl pancakes with melted butter and sour-cherry preserves, and the girl’s Russian is fluent, perhaps ridden through with words and cadences that Teyfuq would associate with stuffed-up local politicians trying to imitate the youth and falling by decades than someone her age, but it must just be that’s the sort of person who’s taught her russian, but the moment that really stuns them both is when she responds to Tatar, Tanışuıbızğa şatmım, a sudden OH, Tatarça söyläşäsezme? From Ayshe, an äye, azraq gına. 
Why have you come to Crimea? Ayshe asks, more curious than probing, and the girl swirls the remains of her coffee with a small spoon and says, for my grandmother. 
Your grandmother was from Crimea? 
A very, very long time ago. She was very old. We took her back to her homeland before she died. She had lost a lot of her memory. We- the family- we wanted her to look at her oldest memories. Horses. The wind here. The fields. 
There are tears at the corner of her eyes, and Teyfuq suddenly feels he has done a terrible evil by inviting her in for breakfast when she has so very much to grieve, but she must eat, and as heavy as the words are, she eats readily, and must have been hungry. 
For indeed it is to Allah we belong, Teyfuq quotes, and is surprised when the girl joins him, finishes the ayah, and it is to Allah we return. 
Thank you, the girl says. You have been very kind. 
Oh sweetheart, Aysha both sighs and smiles, and Teyfuq knows she is thinking of her own mother, the funeral a year and a half ago and still fresh in their hearts, it is our pleasure to meet such an interesting stranger who speaks such good tatarça, and our sadness as to what has brought you to Crimea. May God smile with mercy upon your grandmother’s soul. 
Teyfuq goes out into the sunflower fields that run all the way up to the farmhouse to cut the most generous bundle of flowers the girl can carry easily, knowing now, without her saying, that they will go above a freshly dug grave. He offered to drive her back into town, but she strongly refused, said she could walk back to her grandmother’s land herself. He finds the tallest stalks and cuts them generously, then wraps the stems in damp and then dry newspapers and rubber bands. Makes sure the girl knows his and Ayshe’s holonumbers and address, should she need anything again. In grief all strangers are kin, he says, and even in life, we are not meant to walk alone. Thank you, she says, you have been too kind. Ayshe wraps a chunk of the good sunflower-seed halva they made this year for her for the road. Here, she says, taps the holophoto of Murat, you must be our son’s age. School picture, curly hair neatly slicked back, class of 2067. 
Yeah she says, he’s a year older than me. Her eyes catch at a different photo on the shelf, one of a grandmother an uncountable number of greats back posed with some foreign soldiers during a war, and he’s about to answer her, talk about the miracle of this woman’s survival, when she swallows heavily and thanks them again for their kindness and walks out the door again. She carries so much time on her shoulders for someone so young, Ayshe says.
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incorrectzukka · 3 years
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u joke but i actually knew a white girl who thought that blue doritos were spicy
like clockwork on this blog every month we make fun of white people’s tastebuds
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