Sentinel is about Shisui falling through the 'gaps' of Kotoamatsukami shredding reality in a last-ditch panic response to dying, and splutters back to life on the shore of an underwater lake in the kyber caves of Ilum in Star Wars. Shisui then proceeds to accidentally gaslight the Jedi into thinking he's an established Knight wandering in the outer rim and he ruins the entire Sith plot because noone thinks the blind weirdo maybe once had eyes that could tear through illusions like wet paper :3
open starter !
muse: ellory grace
plot: your muse & mine just got into a bar fight! (with each other, or with other people, whatever you want!)
okay to assume a connection just let me know in your tags!
"I grew up with four brothers, you think I can't take a fuckin' hit?" The pungent smell of blood makes her stomach flip. "Was just a cheap shot, that's all. 'Sides, you're the one over there lookin' pale as a ghost."
[ID: Several digital drawings of Ryunosuke Naruhodo from The Great Ace Attorney Chronicles, drawn as a transfemme woman named Yuma Asogi. She has slightly longer hair than in canon — the style is short yet feminine. She wears an english dress composed of a buttoned white top adorned with a blue bow and a floor length blue skirt with white accenting at the edges.
The first drawing, on the top left, is an ensemble drawing featuring Yuma, Susato and Kazuma. Yuma is standing in the middle with her arms behind her back. Susato and Kazuma are standing her on her left and right respectively. Susato is dressed in a homemade Ryutaro outfit — a dark pink suit with a black tie. She is holding one hand behind her back. Kazuma is wearing his post-canon english outfit. He has one hand on Ryunosuke’s back with the other resting in his pocket. They are all smiling at the camera.
The second drawing, on the bottom left, is a bust length chibi-esque drawing of Yuma. She is lifting her finger up in a similar manner to Susato. She has an intense look on her face and appears to be explaining something, indicated by speech bubbles that have been drawn next to her. Her name has been written underneath.
The final drawing is on the right, and slightly covers the other two. It shows Yuma sitting at a 3/4 angle with her hands on her lap, smiling pleasantly at the viewer. End ID]
a few transfemme ryu’s i drew for @thelocalmuffin as part of a long overdue trade! the idea was based off of their amazing fic which you can read here!
"You can't possibly be serious, Draco," Heir Theodore Nott says, his voice full of censure as he stares at the pendant necklace swinging from Heir Draco Malfoy's fingers.
"I couldn't possibly be more serious," Draco replies smugly as he twirls the necklace, waiting for his quarry to descend the stairs so that he can offer it; the traditional first courtship gift offered by a Malfoy is a pendant necklace.
"He's going to throw it back in your face and refuse," Conte Blaise Zabini states.
Heir Harry Potter steps off the staircase and into the Entrance Hall, sandwiched between Miss Hermione Granger and Mister Ron Weasley, and immediately raises a hand to catch the necklace when Draco throws it at him with a, "Potter, catch!"
The smirk that spreads across Draco's face is unholy when he turns it on his best friends, purring, "Told you," with wicked relish as Harry howls with laughter and dons the necklace, the pendant of which states: Property of Heir Draco Malfoy.
Rules: Post the last sentence you wrote and tag as many people as there are words.
His eyes were burning, the tingle of impending tears more than the activation of his Dojutsu, but Shisui couldn't bring himself to blink, to look away and break the spell for an instant.
Oh boy that's a lot of words to tag, I'm not sure... I'll just do a few and then if you see this and want to do it, just act as if I did tag you! 😂
muse: ellory grace, 26-29, petty thief, straight.
open to: anyone!
plot: ellory approaches your muse at a bar with the intention to pickpocket them but things don't go according to plan.
“That’s so interesting.” Ellory does her best to water down her southern tongue, doe eyes blinking like she’s got something stuck in them. She’s never been good at this part. The feigned attraction. If anything, it makes her insides cringe. “You should definitely tell me more about that um… uh, whatever it is you do for work.” Leaning close, gaze distracting, she reaches – fingers slip into their pocket, fishing for their wallet. When it's hooked she reels back with a smile. "Get me another drink, would you? I'll be back."
hike today there was 1 mouse many birds and 1 deer that kept playing infront of us like running on a narrow trail then stopping until we got close again and running again also do you see all those tracks in the last pic? everyone was there! everyone drank there