Ya'll know how I just posted a Lizzy kinsona a lil' while ago, right?...........
So....... anyways heres another kinsona, this time a fusion of Alice and Nori
Not sure what Ima call 'er yet...
Maybe her and Fizzy are friends, or maybe they're enemies. Who knows. XD
Still figuring out how I wanna draw the drones, but I think Im vibing with this style. Its just how I draw humans but with the drones' traits added.
And rendering, one day I'll find a style I like to stick with. Kinda like this one but Im on the fence.
Also I downloaded a screentone brush and I love it a lot XD
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Unflappable
Speakeasy muffled
Left the password at the door
Yet barred entry
It changed, everything
Bootleg black heart market
Sold one and got back pennies
Warped and corroded
Carotid arteries clogged
Heavy artillery decorating
Erstwhile mysterium distillery
Trigger happy punch drunk
Someone once dared speak of love
Danced a whole marathon through
Until I only sang the blues
Dry rot dropped me through the floor
Putting pieces back together
Takes trial and error and reminders
That certain reminders must go
Down the garbage shoot
Pulverized to dust and blown away
Yesterday is no more, tomorrow
Will be here before long...so long
Crashed tin lizzies cause fizzy dizzies
And I'm not tipsy on you anymore
Inspired by this ask prompt from @iamraineyy
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Dressing Up - fWhimmy
Or how fWhip dressing up for a change got derailed into a secret relationship and political issues…
Extra Notes:
Sorry, Codlands are not a thing in this universe :{
Jimmy is just Lizzie's younger brother, following her almost everywhere
AO3
Parties and balls with all the rulers invited were a rarity and usually were organised by House Blossom - Katherine and her scary 'fail to show up and I'll kill you smile' it is. So, against what he'd much rather do Jimmy put on his hardly comfortably fancy clothes. Seeing Joel made Jimmy feel a bit better about the too-tight legging and full-length, also not-too-loose tunic - with *gasp* sleeves. He hated sleeves the most of all surface-dweller inventions. Why would one limit their range of movement that way, willingly? He could only hope the damn things would not rip off.
And Lizzie seemed pleased when he finally joined her and Joel by their carriage. She of course looked beautiful in pale pink and the best jewels of the Ocean Empire. Jimmy might have rolled his eyes many times as she and Joel were being gross and in love. It might have or not to do with how quickly he excused them and went his own way once they were in the ballroom.
House Blossom balls were always colourful, fancy and over the top and this one was no different. As expected of the fey, there were flowers floating in the air, ribbons swaying with no wind present in the room and trays of drinks and snacks floating amongst the guests who were not indulging in dancing to the music coming seemingly from nowhere. And of course, most rulers were already there.
King of Rivendell was avoiding the king of the Lost Empire and dragging his younger brother along, glaring at anyone who dared approach. Being a younger sibling Jimmy of a respectable ruler Jimmy kind of hoped one of those days he could maybe talk to him. He was quite pretty.
Most of the Wither Rose Alliance were there. Jimmy barely avoided being seen by Sausage, Pearl and Gem. The later two were no problem since they would rather resolve the generational conflict between them and the Ocean Alliance, but Sausage was not quite as friendly. Count fWhip was nowhere to be seen. Not that Jimmy expected to see him, he rarely left Grimlands for important political meetings. A casual, all things considered, party like this, meant just to let Katherine show off, would likely not be important enough...
"Introducing the leader of Wither Rose Alliance, count fWhip of Grimlands," heralds call had everyone looking to the main entrance and Jimmy almost dropped the fizzy drink he was holding.
Since when did fWhip... Jimmy didn't really have a word for it. Even if he saw fWhip only like three times - officially that is - he was still not expecting anything other than fWhip's usual heavy, stained with soot and red powder, singed in spots coat. Dark pants in similar state of cleanliness, heavy stomping boots. Or without his goggles or massive scarf. But here fWhip was in dress shoes and neatly pressed black pants, a dark red shirt and a black vest with frilly red ascot and a black crown of thorns and red gems in his hair. All the rulers were technically required to wear their crowns to these balls.
And as soon as his introduction was done and the crowd looked away fWhip vanished. He couldn't have left this quickly so Jimmy slowly started making his way around the darker and emptier corners of the ballroom, hoping he'd find the vampire. He just hoped neither Joel and Lizzie nor anyone allied or at least friendly to the Ocean Empire would see him with fWhip. He was supposed to hate him and not flirt with him every time no one could hear them. Which wasn't that often, Jimmy didn't have much reason to leave Prisma Palace unless he was accompanying Lizzie on a political trip.
Eventually, he found fWhip, leaning against a wall as far from the dancefloor as he could be, hiding behind a pillar and glaring at anyone who looked his way. "What do you want?" fWhip asked, Jimmy knew the hint of animosity was in case anyone could overhear them. "You look amazing..." Jimmy mumbled, maybe forgetting for a second he was supposed to dislike fWhip.
"Not near the crowd," fWhip scolded him and glanced at the open door to the gardens. They were open to the guests, huge and, most importantly, full of places to hide. "Go to the gardens, find a quiet place, I'll find you in a few," he sighed and slinked away the opposite way.
With little room to argue Jimmy made his way to the gardens, excusing himself from Joel and Pix with needing some fresh air when they tried to drag him into whatever they were talking about. They didn't push so Jimmy was soon outside and trying to not look like he was in any hurry as he looked for a quiet spot.
He barely settled on a place when, "You're looking quite pretty today too," out of nearby shadows emerged fWhip. A smirk pulled at his lips as Jimmy sputtered in surprise, fixing his vest slightly.
"I forget you can do that," Jimmy pouted and sat on a bench by a small pond with tiny colourful fey-fish swimming in it. Unlike normal fish, they paid him no mind. "I thought you wouldn't show up," he said while pulling his copper headpiece off.
"Gem would not let me live if I skipped another party," he sighed, joining Jimmy. "I was quite shocked Xornoth brought his brother with him."
Jimmy hummed, for a second lost in light reflecting off the dark metal in fWhip's gorgeous hair. "Lizzie says there's a chance his council is pushing him to marry Scott for an alliance..." he might have skipped the part where she was excited that maybe he'd be willing to marry Scott to Jimmy... But not well enough.
"Come on Jim, we both know she'd rather have a war than ever let me marry you," fWhip sighed, catching the slightest sign of Jimmy's sadness. A cold, dead hand gently cupped Jimmy's cheek just for a second before a braking branch had them jumping away from each other. "Who's there?" fWhip called out as Jimmy tried to not panic too badly. Lizzie would lock him in the tallest of her towers and never let him out. And start a war with fWhip.
"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to interrupt anything..."
But the bushes, looking absolutely terrified was Scott S. Major. The prince of Rivendell. Staring at the ground and looking like he was about to cry.
"Just don't tell anyone you saw the two of us together and it's fine," fWhip shrugged but made no move to return to the bench.
"And why are you even in the gardens? I thought your brother was just dragging you everywhere with him," Jimmy asked after Scott nodded. The elven prince was still shaking a lot and looking five seconds from crumbling down and crying. Neither Jimmy nor fWhip was good at dealing with that.
"Maybe kind of hiding from him... and your sister..." Scott admitted and sniffled slightly. "I won't tell them I saw you two together..." he mumbled and fell silent, biting his lips. "I don't think Xor's too excited to let me leave home... I should just go," he sighed and left before either of them could stop him.
"We should go back..." Jimmy mumbled sadly his moment with fWhip was cut short.
"Just... if you need you can always come to Grimlands, okay? Whatever it is, I can handle anything as long as I know you'll be okay," fWhip sighed, hands cradling Jimmy's face. "I promise, I'll be there if you ever need me, darling."
Jimmy sighed and leaned into fWhip's hands. How can he promise him something like that? Could he just leave Lizzie over something as dumb as a political marriage? "I can't promise I'll just run away but... I'll keep it in mind if I can't ever bear it?"
"That's good enough, I'm just happy to give you an option," fWhip smiled, gave Jimmy a short kiss and vanished, giving Jimmy some space to sort his thoughts before rejoining the party.
And if he was honest, Jimmy was already considering leaving. fWhip at least listened when he spoke...
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