#liches get stitches

[bfleuter]

I notice there's some more activity on my store recently. Probably folks doing holiday shopping. So here's my more popular items - detailed hard-enamel Lich pins, and a 24 page monstergirl artbook.

#liches get stitches #monster girls

[samcat18]

Griffin describing it as "when magic users go in for the procedure of being a lich" which makes it sound like you can go to a clinic and, like cosmetic surgery, just get it done by someone... not a bad thought 👀👀👀

#the adventure zone #taz #the suffering game #liches #liches get stitches

[modistress]

Liches of Love

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Available as anything you like on my redbubble!

#the adventure zone #the adventure zone balance arc #balance #taz #taz balance #the adventure zone balance #Lup #Barry Bluejeans #lup X Barry #blupjeans #character design #the adventure zone graphic novel #taz character design #liches get stitches #stickers #Redbubble design

[momodatchi]

“Ascension Ritual” - November, 2022

#liches get stitches #dungeons and dragons #dungeons and drawings #dnd art #dnd #lich #artists on tumblr #fantasy art #art #digital painting #momodatchi

[mwolf0epsilon]

After Order 66, hundreds of clones were either left to rot in the clutches of the Empire, or simply faded from memory after escaping to the uncharted depths of the Unknown Regions. Living the rest of their lives in the confines of a cell, or constantly looking over their shoulders. There were a lucky handful that got to live regular lives however. Such is the case of Sponge and the family unit they stitched together from the wreckage of a war that had given them nothing but grief. It seems the Force really does work in mysterious ways.

At long last I can finally share with you my submission for the @cloneoczine, which unfortunately did not pan out the way we all hoped for due to unforeseen circumstances. Either way, a lot of really impressive pieces came out of this collaborative project, and I am very excited to be able to share what everyone else made!

This is also my first proper drawing of all of the Spongelings! Cameo appearances also include @lost-on-kamino's clone medic (Pitch) and scuba trooper (Penguin) who are a part of Sponge's family unit on Epifania, so they deserved to be a part of this clone beach picnic party (which uh, is about to become a whole lot more interesting once those gullmingos get to Lich...).

#Eps Draws: #star wars #the clone wars #we were here #we were here zine #clone oc zine #clone ocs #clone medic sponge #beautiful the barghest #the spongelings #clone cadet sixer #clone cadet patchwork #clone cadet ragdoll #clone cadet cartoons #clone cadet bonesy #clone cadet sucata #clone cadet leech #clone cadet gadget #clone cadet spore #clone cadet amoeba #clone trooper lichtenberg #clone medic pitch #clone medic penguin

[illarian-rambling]

Thanks for the tag @kaylinalexanderbooks!

Wip Questionnaire

Rules: answer as few or as many as you'd like!

1. What was the first part of your wip that you created?

For Honor's Outcasts, it was the Trench. There was this game I played a lot while waiting for my sister to get out of cheer practice called Seashine, and I guess I just imagined what would happen if people were trapped down there and how they'd survive. That's where Izjik came from. When I decided she needed a friend, that's how I came up with Sepo. (If any of you want to play the Trench simulator, Seashine is free on mobile)

For Mortal God, the first thing I came up with was the villain, Vermir. I needed a villain for an arc in my dnd campaign, and I figured some crazy lich trying to encase her body in steel while experimenting on the local population was threatening enough. Mashal and Astra were created as a way to get my... less than clever party to her hidden layer. I liked them enough that I decided to write a book about their story.

2. If your story was a TV show, what would the theme song/intro be?

Honor's Outcasts' intro would be War Pigs by Black Sabbath. I think the intro sequence would be a bunch of their battles stitched together chronologically, so you could see everyone's abilities change and grow. Maybe some short sequences from End's siege of the Watchtower mirroring that too.

Mortal God intro would be Night of the Living Ted by Hillbilly Moon Explosion. It's got a country sort of vibe and even though the lyrics don't match at all, I think it fits the chaos of the story.

3. Who are your favourite characters you've made? Why?

Good lord, that's a tough question. I like all my characters. If I had to choose though, I'd pick Izjik for Honor's Outcasts. She was the first one I made, and it's mostly her who drives the story forward. Also, her POV is just really fun to write.

Astra is my favorite from Mortal God, despite all the difficulties I've had with refining her character. She's just a lot of fun, and she's also a sort of plot catalyst like Izjik.

4. What other pieces of media do you think would share a fan base for your story?

I mean, any high fantasy books. I think Honor's Outcasts and the Lies of Locke Lamora would share fans because of the pirates and found family vibes, though Locke Lamora is a lot grittier and less magical.

Mortal God would have a place with the steampunk crowd. A lot of people also compare it to Star Trek? I've never seen Star Trek, so I don't know how accurate that is. In my own mind, I compare both series to Mistborn eras 1 and 2, in that they take place on the same planet, but the second series is some time in the future.

5. What has been your biggest struggle with your wip?

The making of the Honor's Outcasts plot was an absolute roller coaster. Every book I wrote like it was the end of the series, only to go, wait no, this doesn't feel done.

With Mortal God, I had more trouble with the characters. I knew I wanted a romance, but I'd never written one before, so setting up that early chemistry between Astra and Mashal was rough. Also, riding that edge of making Ivander a likable jerk wasn't easy.

6. Are there any animals in your story? Talk about them!

Uh, I don't really like to write pets. I always forget about them and my characters move around too much. Case in point, in Honor's Outcasts book 2, Sepo has a horse. When they teleport post haste to Unity, they leave poor Landhorse behind, and we never see her again. (She just ends up with their neighbors, don't worry)

Similarly, Astra has a cat named Mercher's Day. In book 2, she leaves him with her parents so he's not in danger when they travel north. The meta reason for this was because I knew she was going to have to leave her vardo behind at the end of the story and I didn't want to abandon poor Mercher in some icy city.

7. How do your characters get around? (ex: trains, horses, cars, dragons, etc.)

Transportation changes between the series due to the time jump. In Honor's Outcasts, the quartet's main mode of transport is by boat, at least until Twenari learns to teleport people. Even then, she can only do it once per day, and only with a physical piece of the place she intends to go, so they're still walking a lot.

In the time of Mortal God, trains have been invented and are a common mode of transportation for rich city folk like Ivander. Astra prefers her vardo. The DuClaire Extraordinaire is a steam-powered, steel crocodile-legged, self steering vardo wagon covered in bright paint and electric lights. It isn't fast, but it's her home and it can make it over almost any terrain. It's very much based on Baba Yaga's chicken house.

8. What part of your wip are you working on rn?

The Honor's Outcasts series (still gotta come up with a real name for that) is written. I'm working on finding beta readers, saving up money for professional editing, and working up the courage to query.

Two books of Mortal God are written, with plans for a 3rd under way. I need to find readers for the first two and maybe a developmental editor before I finish the series.

9. What aspects (tropes, maybe?) of your wip do you think will draw people in?

People eat found family up, so hopefully that'll mean they like Honor's Outcasts. There's so much found family in those books. Also, queer characters, no romance, and some spooky eldritch horror.

In Mortal God, I think the slow burn between Astra and Mashal will make the romance subplot people happy. There's also robots and I love robots, as well as some themes of classism and empire.

For both series, I think it's my worldbuilding that really shines. I read a lot of high fantasy with super detailed worlds and magic systems, so it's my hope that my books approach some of that.

10. What are your hopes for your wip?

I want to publish both of them. Not really for the money, but I just think it's the best way I can get my stories out there, you know? I long for the day when I'll be able to read fanfic someone wrote of my books.

I'll tag @mk-writes-stuff @somethingclevermahogony @nbwriteschaos @autism-purgatory @cssnder and anyone else who wants in :)

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1. What was the first part of your wip that you created?

2. If your story was a TV show, what would the theme song/intro be?

3. Who are your favourite characters you've made? Why?

4. What other pieces of media do you think would share a fan base for your story?

5. What has been your biggest struggle with your wip?

6. Are there any animals in your story? Talk about them!

7. How do your characters get around? (ex: trains, horses, cars, dragons, etc.)

8. What part of your wip are you working on rn?

9. What aspects (tropes, maybe?) of your wip do you think will draw people in?

10. What are your hopes for your wip?

#writing #writerscommunity #writblr #my ocs #author #writeblr

[barry-j-blupjeans]

prompts 1 and 28 with the twins pwease? :D ~argonaut--keene

“Is that my shirt?” “You mean our shirt?”

28. “Because I love you.”

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The thing about being a lich is that Lup has exactly zero ways to wear any accessories. Any bracelets just fall right through her ding-dang wrist. Forget earrings, she didn't even have ears. And don't even get her started on actual outfits. So really, it shouldn't be a surprise when Lup floated through the wall into the kitchen and found Taako wearing one of her shirts. Actually, it was one of Barry's, which used to be Magnus's, which used to be Magnus's mom's. It was ratty by now, one sleeve held up by several repeated attempts to stitch it shut. The other one was hanging on by literal magic. The enchanted Lup had done was still going strong, at least.

"Is that my shirt?"

"You mean our shirt?" Taako shot back immediately, not even turning to face her. There was a slow stew simmering on the stove. Lup was ninety-five percent sure Taako didn't need to be stirring it, but there he was.

"Well, Barry's shirt," Lup said.

"It doesn't matter who's shirt it was, it's mine now," Taako said. He still hadn't turned away from his stew. The stirring motions were more like Taako was violently mixing. His ears were flattened and even though his tone was like- cheerfully light, like he had just had a really good bath- it was incredibly obvious that it was all a front. Thus the reason why Lup was in here, anyway.

She floated towards the counter, leaning against it. Taako was looking at the stew like it was the most interesting thing in the world.

"Hey," Lup said. "You feeling okay?"

Taako gave her a Look that clearly read what do you think?

"Alright, bad question," Lup said. "What's up?"

Taako gave her the same Look, but with much more feeling behind it.

"I'm not a mind reader, babe," Lup said.

Taako's spoon hit the bottom of the pan with a clank. He pulled it out and slapped it down on the counter. The stew bubbled. After a moment, Taako took a deep breath and set the lid down over the top of the pot in a much calmer fashion. And then, without looking at her, he hopped up on one of the island stools and put his face directly into the counter.

Lup waited. She floated up to the stool next to him and just sat there as he took his hat off, moved it under his face, and let out a little scream into it. Okay, a pretty loud scream. The kitchen door shot open and Magnus broke in, his fists raised. Lup held up a skeletal hand and Magnus paused. Very, very slowly, Magnus backed out of the room and shut the door behind him.

Taako sighed.

"You're supposed to be dead," Taako said at long last. Lup drummed her fingerbones on the counter.

"Yeah," she said. "I am."

"But you're not," Taako said.

"Would you... prefer if I wa-"

"No!" Taako said, sitting up. His hat sprang up slightly from where he had been squishing it. "Of course I don't!"

"Then I, uh," Lup shook her head. "I don't really see the issue here, Taako."

"You're supposed to be dead," Taako repeated. Lup nodded. "And you're not." At her lack of response, he groaned, burying his face in his hands. After a second, he slapped his hands down onto the counter. "I had to bury you, Lup! And you're still here! D'you know how much that's fucking with my emotions??"

"Ah," Lup said. "Uhm. No, I can't say I do. But I imagine it's not great."

"It's not," Taako said. "It's just- you're here. You're alive, kinda. Your soul is alive."

"But it's not me," Lup finished. Taako nodded, sinking back down to put his face on the counter. His cheek squished against it, but he was looking at her this time.

"But it's not you," he said. "You're here but I can't touch you or get a hug or just like, lay on top of you. And I'm glad you're not dead-dead, but it fucking sucks."

"Taako," Lup said. She hesitated for a second, then ran a ghostly hand through his hair. He shivered, but nothing moved. "Why didn't you tell me before? I've been dead for like, weeks now. If you wanted a hug-"

"Because I love you, doofus," Taako said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "And I'm not gonna complain about you not being half dead when you could be fully dead. That's not- ugh. No."

"Taako..."

"And I didn't know if it'd like, fuck you up, to complain about it," Taako said, averting his eyes once more. "Like, you're built on bonds and magic duct tape, I'm not gonna be the one to undo all of that."

"Taako, I'm not gonna fall apart because you shared your feelings with me," Lup said. "Like, yeah, I'm not the most stable I could be, but the bonds that Barry and I are built on- they- they can't just be erased because of an argument or some hurt feelings. You telling me how you feel isn't breaking our bond, Taako. If anything, it's making it stronger."

Taako exhaled, turning his head away from her.

"Well," he said. "I didn't know that."

"I didn't think about it," Lup said. "I'm sorry you thought you couldn't talk to me about it."

"It's fine," Taako said shortly.

"Babe-"

"Seriously," Taako said. He shook his head, sitting himself back up. He still wasn't looking at her, but his shoulders were a little more relaxed. "I'm- I'm a mess, but like, it's fine. It's the apocalypse, y'know? Kinda wears away at you."

"I love you," Lup said. She tried to lay a hand on Taako's shoulder and it just sunk through him. "Whoops."

"I get the point," Taako said, smiling at her. It was strained, it was so obviously strained, but Lup didn't comment on it. Instead, she got up from the stool and said,

"D'you wanna go lay on Magnus instead?"

Taako glanced between her and the kitchen door. After a moment, he shrugged, and got up too, taking his hat with it.

"Might as well," he said, but Lup heard "yes fucking please". "The stew needs time to simmer."

"I'll take care of it," she said.

#lup #taako #taz #taz balance #mine #asks #argonaut--kneene #ise cube writing

[i--antimony]

almost no longer tuesdaypost

listening: I FINISHED TWILIGHT MIRAGE !!! AND THE POSTMORTEM!!! it was so good. i'm powering through the road to partizan episodes right now, i'm in episode 4! i AM listening to them on 1.3 speed to get through them a little more expeditiously, and i'm also not letting myself backtrack if i miss a line or two, just kinda absorbing the vibes before slamming into partizan proper!

reading: flight of a one-winged dove, bloodletter, post canon sangcheng, mind the tags, i'm not normally a sangcheng girly but this really really hit. never knew i was a dancer, isozyme, modern AU lesbian sangcheng, maybe i AM a sangcheng girly now?? anyways mind those tags etc

watching: cowboy bebop with boyf :) we're on episode 22, we'll probably watch the movie soon ...? was told around here is a good spot to do that, so as much as i always like watching things In Publication Order, will probably do that soon

making: i have frogged and restarted that stupid star stitch laptop case like six times. i am committing to it now. i really didn't like the original shape of the object i was creating using the spruce crafts tutorial that comes up immediately when you google "star stitch tutorial", but i found this one (has one less double crochet on the ends) and i like it a lot better. so i'm working through that now! i also had a moment a few days ago that was like. ok i want to restart it. but before i do that i should wind the skein into a ball so it's less annoying. ah shit my ball winder is winding it really fucked up and wonky, oh i googled it and i can take the top off and pop the gear back into place and that should fix it! gotta find a screwdriver for that first -- so tl;dr i fixed my ball winder, wound the skein into a ball, and started the project again. huzzah.

also, started another fanfic! what if harrowhark was the abhorsen-in-waiting. she's actually been the abhorsen for about a decade, the previous abhorsen died ages ago but she's been pretending that her father is in seclusion or something and has just been sending her out on his behalf. gideon was mysteriously dropped off and raised alongside harrowhark for reasons unknown. the kingdom is ruled by lich-king john gaius, a member of the royal bloodline who has dipped too much into free magic, transcended death and, while not malevolent specifically, has really started to cock things up kingdom-wide re: the dead. ianthe is a free magic sorcerer. i just think there's a lot of tasty potential there.

misc: i am once again On An Antibiotic [confetti] if i am not patient zero for the next antibiotic resistant bacteria it will be a goddamn miracle. anyways. onwards. hopefully this is the last one for a while…!!

#tuesdayposting

[motheatenscarf]

In Almenor D&D last night our Cleric succeeded on his FOURTH Divine Intervention in the campaign.

We were doing SOME BULLSHIT, I will get into the specifics beneath a read more in a second, but we hit level 20 at the end of the session, so that was the final time he's ever going to have to roll for a success on his divine intervention. At level 20, Clerics just get one free miracle a week that they automatically succeed on.

Again, this is his fourth success, so let's go through them;

The first one was when we had a battle in the artifacts room of an ancient temple, some of the artifacts were destroyed in the ensuing fight. The clerics there weren't too worried about that, they were more sad that some of their people had died, but it was a cultural blow al the same. Flint, our Cleric, prayed for the artifacts to be restored and rolled to meet a success.

The second time was after we killed an elder brain dragon, he prayed that the copper dragon who had been corrupted would be spiritually restored so it could reincarnate since that's apparently what happens to dragons here.

The third one was after we killed a lich. During our fight with her, she'd cursed the fuuuuck out of some of us and we weren't healing or getting better and were quickly decaying, and the dungeon up to her had been a slog, so we were all out of spell slots at that point. The cleric prayed to have people restored and it worked.

This final time was the BIG ONE. There is in this universe a lich god of secrets, heavily vecna-inspired but more interesting because he's not a cackling cartoon villain, he's a traumatized former slave trying to ensure he's never under the boot of a master again. He's done some terrible, reprehensible things to get where he is, but his face-heel turn came after someone murdered his son to get to him. Then he made his grief the world's problem and started snorting souls like coke. His son has been dead for like two thousand years but we've concocted some bullshit. After traveling to Elysium and then Arvandor to reunite the son's soul with his long lost wife, we acquired some artificially created organic bodies that were empty of souls and true polymorphed them into the correct shape and appearance to match them. We figured with that kind of sympathetic bond, we could then use like, planar binding to stitch the souls into the bodies, burning 9th level spell slots to make the thing stick for a year.

Our DM tends to reward investment in a miracle/Wish, the more resources you put into it, the more it costs you, the more you get out of it. If we'd just prayed to have these two NPCs restored free of charge, it probably wouldn't have worked, but through expending some major resources and reputations and fucking 9th level spell slots all around, we got more out of it.

So the cleric prayed that his goddess, the goddess of compassion, would see what we were trying to do, would see that restoring this lich god's son and ensuring there was anything at all he cared about on the material plane would maybe help to change him and keep him on our side, and she would help make this a permanent bond.

We knew at least we'd buy ourselves a year and we could try to work out a permanent solution once the campaign was over, so our cleric had nothing to lose by trying. He tried, needed a 19 or below, he had like a 1 in 5 chance of succeeding on the d100, and he rolled an 11.

Fuck yeah!

So, his goddess made it so that yeah, no, those are just... their bodies now. Souls as tied to them as if they'd been born to them. Resurrection spells would work on them now even if something else did happen to them. They were fully fucking alive again after having their lives cut short two thousand years prior.

The final goddamn miracle he had to roll for was a BIG doozey but like, the most perfect thing I can think of for a Life Cleric to accomplish, we're so proud of him.

#Caitlin Plays D&D #Almenor D&D

[natdrinkstea]

taz balance ep 57 is the episode of all time. wonderland round 3??? mannequin character sheet??? magnus remembers??? liches get stitches??? "I pull out my credit cards and shred 'em"???? sturdy denim blue???? literally the only episode ever

#I LOVE TO POST ABOUT MY SILLY INTERESTS!!!! #taz balance #nat chats

[sirdolraan]

Keepsakes

(Daily writing challenge August 2022, Day 1, Silver/Darkness. CW: None.)

@daily-writing-challenge

Dolraan ran his fingers across the fabric of his tabard, tracing the various stitches that had added up over years of faithful service. Occasionally one of the quartermasters, usually newer to the position, would offer him a new one, but he always gently turned them down, requesting that the cloth be repaired as best it could. The veterans that taught them understood.

"The core of the Light, casting a blade of shadow, on a field of silver," Sir Eadric had intoned when the newly minted Argent Crusade had arrived in Northrend and were being equipped. "The shadow forming the blade is your own, for you walk with the Light at your back, and you are the blade that stands betwixt the forces of evil and the innocents they would prey upon. Remember this always, Crusaders, and let that ideal hearten you as you bring the Light into the darkest places."

Eadric the Pure's story had resonated with Dolraan, and he had carried that very tabard through every campaign since. He wore it in the final battle with the Lich King, when putting down Deathwing, even as far as Argus, this piece of cloth had been his constant companion, battered and torn, but never broken. Much like himself.

The Darkness of the Maw may have been the deepest they had faced, but they had, and in so doing, brought hope even to the realms of Death. That was what the tabard meant to him. The hope of the Light, carried into the darkest of places.

And now, it seemed, it would be his companion in peace. A full year had passed since the Jailer's fall, Sylvanas' judgment, and the return from the Shadowlands, and no great threat had yet reared its head. No drums of war rang out between the Alliance and Horde. But there was still work to be done. The Scourge remained a threat, and the plaguelands still needed stewardship and cleansing. But such things were peaceful by comparison, a routine existence unlike any he'd known in what felt like a lifetime.

"Well old friend. I suppose you get to find out what peace is like after all. Who would have thought?" the paladin mused, donning the tabard and smoothing it down over his armor, before gathering his things and heading topside. In War or in Peace, the Crusade marched on.

#Dwc august 2022 day 1 #Prompts #Dolraan #Argent Crusade #Paladin #Symbols

[bfleuter]

OKAY! Finally! The last 20 or so copies of my comic books that survived the 2020 fire that claimed the rest of my inventory! Also! A new set of Monstergirl stickers! ALSO?! My Liches Get Stitches pins are 20% off through August! Check out my Online Store if you’d like any of these!

[ivorygarcia]

2023 Reading Journal

The Sword of Rhiannon by Leigh Brackett

The King's Spinster Bride by Ruby Dixon

The Cargo by John Hundley

Three Part Dead byMax Gladstone

The Beast of Blackmoor by Milla Vane

The Nemesis From Terra by Leigh Brackett

Prince Lestat by Anne Rice

The Stoneheart Bride by Kati Wilde

Pretty Bride by Kati Wilde

The Midnight Bride by Kati Wilde

The Silmarillion by J.R.R. Tolkien

Prince Lestat and the Realms of Atlantis by Anne Rice

Liches Get Stitches by HJ Tolson

The Lady and the Orc by Finley Fenn

Taken to Voraxia by Elizabeth Stephens

Broken by the Horde King by Zoey Draven

The Galactic Rejects by Andrew J. Offutt

The Man Who Loved Mars by Lin Carter

Taken by the Horde King by Zoey Draven

The Darkness on Diamondia by by A.E. Van Vogt

The Seeds of Time by John Wyndham

Throne of the Horde King by Zoey Draven

Teacher's Pet Wolf by Kati Wilde

The Empress of Salt and Fortune by Nghi Vo

Chains of the Sea by Robert Silverberg

Thongor and the Wizard of Lemuria by Lin Carter

Beyond Control edited by Robert Silverberg

Quest for the Future by A.E. Van Vogt

Currently Reading: Deep Space edited by Robert Silverberg

28/52

#ivory speaks #bookblr #books and reading

[modistress]

hot motorcycle babe searches for a new stud to ride behind

#the adventure zone #TAZ #the adventure zone balance #TAZ balance #Lup Taaco #lup taz #lup the adventure zone #Lup X barry #blupjeans #artists of tumblr #TAZ fanart #liches get stitches #Lup design #taz balance character design #taz balance graphic novel

[taketheringtolohac]

domesticity meme w/ leacheddie??

oh... THE married people... yeah ok here we go

big spoon/little spoon: leach obviously. she's 6'9 eddie is like, normal people height

favorite non-sexual activity: driving. they race down the highway. this is not safe. when they race eddie usually flies. but also they DO ride together on leach's motorcycle

who uses all the hot water: yeah that's also leach but she doesnt shower THAT often (lich things) so its usually not that much of a problem

most trivial thing they fight over: whether or not its healthy to drink mountain dew all the time. this USED to be a fight about monster energy, but eddie won that one too many times and now she only drinks monster for special occasions (or when she's upset. or when he can't see her)

who does most of the cleaning: eddie definitely does, he loves his wife but she is really not the cleanest person by FAR. not that he minds that much

what has a season pass on their dvr/who controls the netflix queue: neither they pirate. but in terms of picking movies and stuff eddie because leach insists that she doesn't care but really she just wants to hear him talk about the things that he likes

who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working: if they don't call hewitt first, it's eddie but only because last time leach did it she almost got sued

who steals the blankets: eddie <3 he is small (in comparison) but he likes to be cozy <3

who leaves their stuff around: honestly? both of them. like, leach obviously but shes just like that EVERYWHERE. eddie is the one who actively gets things lost and she has to help him find it

who remembers to buy the milk: yeah also ed i mean im sure leach tries sometimes but she shows up with like... milk from 7/11...

who remembers anniversaries: LEACH. she might not look it but shes the biggest sap she never gets up early but she ALWAYS does on their anniversary. every single one of them. and theres a LOT of anniversaries bc theyre the type of couple that celebrates like, the day they fist kissed the day they had their first date their engagement etc etc

Who cooks normally? Eddie because last time leach tried to cook lets just say. it did not end well. he said it tasted good anyways and he genuinely believed it at the time. the power of love? i guess?

How often do they fight? almost never. when they do its resolved pretty quickly only because they seem to communicate silently since they've been doing this for like, forever

What do they do when they’re away from each other? Eddie embroiders and other stitch craft type things, Leach just sort of. hangs around empty places and fucks around for fun which gives her a Reputation around kc

Nicknames for each other? leach calls him Ed, but other than that not really

Who is more likely to pay for dinner? Eddie because if leach had her way they'd dine and dash every time after slipping cash to the waiter

What would they get each other for gifts? both things that are deeply personal and meaningful that they hold onto forever and reference things that have happened to them in their many lives and also like. here's a craft i made at the kids center and an acorn that reminded me of you. these also all get saved.

Who kissed who first? eddie <3 leach mightve done everything else first but he beat her to this one

Who remembers things? eddie usually but for some VERY specific things leach's mind is like a steel trap

Who started the relationship? leach but like, eddie didn't realize they were dating for WEEKS.

Who cusses more? leach obviously. but eddie curses WAY more than people expect him to

What would they do if the other was hurt? well. eddie dies in canon. i wrote a whole fic about that. but on a more minor scale leach fusses over him to no end, eddie does it too but WAY less than she does when he's hurt

Send me a pairing and i'll do this thing for them!

#ahhhh this was sweet. good way to kick this off #trying to be fine and normal abt <3 ppl being cute and sweet one ask game at a time #leach ingram #eduardo ingram #kansas city breath mints #blaseball #proxy roxy asks

[spkyscry-a]

"anonymous” (anon is still off these are old) asked: 💭 + Magic (@ Gabriola)

“Comin’ to a therapist about magic? Think you’re barkin’ up the wrong tree.” 

Of course, it wasn’t exactly a secret she wasn’t just any sort of undead. Her phylactery, that automaton feline, idly whirring as it stretched out on the table to watch the owner of the soul stored within it. The way ocular lenses whirr, zooming in on her quizzically as if wondering whether the Lich would actually believe that covered it.

“Oh, alright, ya caught me. Magic sure is interestin’, ain’t it? Nobody does it quite alike, unless they got the trainin’ from them, of course. Even then, they’re usually using a different source of magic!” Hands clasp together, that spark of life in her eyes glimmering. Perhaps this was a subject she enjoyed. “All those interweaving webs of spellcraft.. it’s, pardon my choice of words, magical.” 

A little cackle of a laugh at her own joke, before she continued, “that’s all fine ‘nd dandy, but I’m guessing a certain someone really wants to hear about my brand, huh? Well, that’s just dandy. Where to begin... I’m all about binding and unbinding, dear. Interweaving the essence of two things together or parting them. Everything-- to me, anyways-- is bound on that magical spectrum in some way. Magic’s just another form of energy, at the end of the day.” A slight shift in her eyes, barely noticeable if one were not looking for it, as she seemed to be looking past them now. 

“I can bind things together, of course, stitching up wounds, fusing two objects together at a molecular level, or even binding thoughts/sensations to someone’s mind itself if I really wanted. On the flip side, I can rend. I can sever. I can pluck that little psyche right out until that puppet of a body is hollow.”

A pause, several still moments trailing on for what seemed like a minute before she spoke.

“It’s funny, how much people reply on such easy to manipulate things,” she finally continues, smiling now as she drums fingers together. “How the brain is what leads to most people’s perception of time. How a simple little switch can make a singular second seem like minutes. Why, imagine all the work I could get done in just a half hour’s time that way...” 

Finally, she laughed, easing that underlying tension that was building from her words. 

“‘Course, I don’t really do that sort of stuff anymore. Left that Lich stuff behind me years ago. Now I just try and help people th’ best I can. I also need to have something to bind, I can’t just will it outta the air or something.” Never mind the fact she’s openly admitted to having a collection of stored psyche... It wouldn’t be hard to fish thoughts out of them for those sorts of purposes...

The feline let out a clicking mewl, staring at her. It seemed it thought the answer wasn’t sufficient. That Gabriola wasn’t being wholly upfront with her divulging of information.

“Aw come now, they don’t need to hear about any of that. That’s not even my magic anyways. Haven’t touched that in ages just so they wouldn’t notice me. Waste of energy speakin’ ‘bout it.”

#Haunt Your Bones ;; Gabriola #Such a Screech ;; Gab About/Lore #got peeks at her more messed up stuff she's capable of here #:) not that she'd do anything like that. what a nice little lady she is. #you can totally trust her to not peek into the magical spectrum and mess around with you there #toooooooooooooooootally safe to poke the bear