digital sketchbook from march 31-april 10th
the strawberry shortcake i painted is from @ryuucafe's blog (it looked very pretty and yummy to me ♡)
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My friend bought me a massive Moogle a while ago, and I've been struggling to find a spot for him. But today I found the PRIME position.
They're having a tea party.
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A while back I entered the housing item design contest for Final Fantasy 14 and miraculously I won!
My moogle stained-glass window was one of the winning picks and I've recived my prize so I can show off my other entries!
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My dancer quest took me to Ishgard…
Aymeric did not make an appearance and I refuse to believe that he willingly didn’t come out to see me, his mew mew blorbo, dance.
On a separate note, Ranaa was rushing to Ishgard from Gridinia in her full dancer gear and I was like “hold it girl you need clothes! It be snowing….. oh she’s gone.”
And not the NPC pointing it out.
They made the joke so we couldn’t.
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When this song has been going through my head ever since I started playing FF Crystal Chronicles again
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Can I take your order, Sir?
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"You're telling me this moogle is trans?!?"
"N-no, like, like video game cosmetics that are different from the equipment you're actually wearing, I'm not literally saying that Mog is-"
"YOU'RE TELLING ME THIS MOOGLE IS TRANS?!?!?"
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@crystalcracked asked : ❛ nothing makes me happier and nothing makes me sadder than you. ❜ // gurjin to kaen!
𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒅.
Nothing … Makes him SADDER ? Where perhaps the godling would have typically had something clever to say – a quip , or even some upbeat nonsense to brush aside the souring tension – they seem now REMARKABLY SILENT ; a rash tongue rendered tame by Gurjin’s honesty. After a moment ( more like several ) , Kaen sits up from the bedding , unable to keep watching him ( & what were they waiting for exactly ? a resolution ? something more to be said ? ) . The sheets sustaining their modesty spill off them in a flighty furl , collecting in a cotton-knit pool ‘round their bare waist. Idly , they pluck at the threads of their braid ( tangled with beads & feathers on behalf of kylan & their fellows ) , eyes downcast to their lap and features etched with contemplative c o n c e r n . On purpose , they DIM their glow , shrouding them both in darkness ; as p u n i s h m e n t , they do not want to be seen. This , not an act of retaliation unto him , but to save whatever meager pride they have , to save themself from showing off how HURT they are by the drenchen’s words ( they feel it , the sting in their eyes & force it back ‘fore those crystal tears dare to cross their cheeks – they will not , shall not , cry for this ! yet it burdens them no less ) .
What could they say to something like that ? Verily he was waiting for them to reply— Not to sit there like a fool and pretend not to be SOBBING over it. It’s his hand grazing over their stone-flecked back that rouses them from their stupor ( he knows , they think , it’s not so easy to hide from him ) . Each gem his fingers happen to fall across respond to his touch , HUMMING & GLEAMING , bringing them back into the light. Kaen takes a breath , blinking a few times and turning their antlered head to look at him. “... Ah … Ah make ye SAD , Gurjin ?” There it is , a note of telltale p a i n in their tone. One they don’t make to quiet or dismiss. “What d’ye mean ?” Neverminding how they make him the most HAPPY , it’s the sorrow they’ve fixated on , the thing the can’t seem to avoid — not with him , not with Rian , not with Kylan … not even with their father. W h y ? As if Gurjin had the answer to such a demanding , powerful question. They reach out to him , pressing a hand to his cheek. Their smile wavers , their vision blurs again. “Ah’m sorreh fer tha’... Ah dunno tha’ it can- can be helped.” Like they cannot quite help the slight weeping hitch in their voice , the a w f u l knowing that this was how it was going to be.
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why is the sun red? have they never seen the sun befor- oh...
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