"where are you going?" "out" "not like that you aren't" with Redline but its Splinter catching her sons all bundled up about to sneak off without putting their red eye liner on.
"No child of MINE will not slay"
eye liner is required before leaving the lair
sffdksjfskd this is so silly i love it
but also the lines are part of their face and cant be rubbed off lol :,D
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It lives
I’m actually much more happy with it than I expected to be, but the next one will definitely have less shoulder and a wider head.
Considering my Hebrew is horrible, this is my first time writing Hebrew, and the first time embroidering any letters, I am a little worried I might have sewed the letters in wrong. Can someone that actually knows Hebrew tell me whether or not “emet” is legible?
Here’s a special behind the scenes pic of my background set up
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i'm so used to there just being random unidentified bones laying around everywhere in these damn books that it finally occurred to me, just now, to wonder where the bones on new rho came from. y'know, the bones palamedes always tried to teach nona necromancy on.
they're his.
palamedes, who always loved teaching, living on borrowed time in a body that's not his own. palamedes, mentoring, teaching- parenting, by sixth standards, mind you. and that boy is sixth, through and through.
and the entire point of teaching nona necromancy in the first place was to try and determine if nona is, well, nonagesimus, right? so it has to be bones, it can't not be bones. bones are, like, her whole thing.
but they're not in the nine houses, anymore. things are different, on new rho.
they burn bones here. dig up the cemeteries. a society terrified of zombies will evolve to dispose of its dead differently.
the only bones he has access to now are his own. (camilla wouldn't let anyone take them- skull or hand, doesn't matter. they're still him, and she doesn't let go, remember? it's her one thing.)
palamedes woke up every morning wearing someone else's body to then gently place the shrapnel of his own in the cupped palms of a girl who's the closest thing he'll ever have to a daughter and try to teach her- how did the angel put it, again? normal school, as much as possible, for as long as possible.
(but hey, in a roundabout way, at least it's a chance for him to touch camilla again, right? nevermind that she's not there to feel any of it because he's in the driver's seat, that he can only stay for fifteen minutes at a time. it's atoms that belong to camilla touching atoms that used to belong to him, and that's close enough. he'll take what he can get, these days- if she can be their flesh, he can be the end. so what if holding his own bones is a mindfuck? so what if looking at them makes him nauseous? surely he can suck it up and deal with it for fifteen minutes. it's the least he can do— his poor camilla was the one who had to scrape the bloody pulp of them off the floors of canaan house.)
(speaking of, here's a fun fact: we actually only see nona practicing with the bones one time, on-page. camilla's final line in that scene, before palamedes takes over, is none other than: 'keep going. there are some bones left.' ow!)
remember, too, that the only part of dulcinea, the real dulcinea, that palamedes ever physically touched, was her tooth- the one that ianthe gave him, pulled from the ashes cytherea burnt her down to. he only ever touched dulcie once, and it wasn't until after she was already gone, but that doesn't matter- it still happened, and you can't take loved away.
in this same roundabout, bittersweet, by-proxy sort of way, palamedes has been physically touched by nona, too: the atoms she currently occupies, touching atoms that he used to occupy, and never will again.
the main interaction we've seen between palamedes and his mother took place back on the sixth, with her acting as mentor and him as pupil: the two of them studying a set of hand bones, juno encouraging him every step of the way.
we know that harrowhark's "most vivid memory of her mother was of her hands guiding harrow's over an inexpertly rendered portion of skull, her fingers encircling the fat baby bracelets of harrow's wrists, tightening this cuff to indicate correct technique."
they're still small for a nineteen year old, but the wrists are bigger, in this new set of memories nona's making. and it's not an inexpertly rendered portion of skull anymore- it's a hand, now, albeit one crafted from [a piece of skull reassembled (painstakingly—passionately—laboriously reassembled) from fragments, manually, and not by a bone magician, from the skull of someone who, soon after death or symptomatically during, had exploded.] and the identity and origin of these bones is no mystery at all. they belong to palamedes, and he's consented to their use for this purpose, and that matters.
but the details are just set dressing, really. the foundation of the memory is the same.
palamedes and his mother, juno and her son.
harrow and her mother; pelleamena and her daughter.
nona and her father-mother-teacher; palamedes and his daughter.
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I feel like the funniest interactions Din and Han could possibly have are Han being able to perfectly read what Din is thinking without him taking his armour off.
Like, Han is best friends with Chewbacca. Han has hung around aliens for the entirety of his adult life. Han has around bounty hunters for the entirety of his adult life. Han definitely knows what Din is thinking.
Anyway it’s really funny because I imagine it like:
Han: “Don’t look at me like that! It isn’t my fault!”
Din:
Han: “Don’t go trying to guilt trip me, it won’t work.”
Din:
Han: “Gah! Fine! It’s my fault. Happy now?”
Din:
Han: “I swear, you’ve got a kicked loth cat face that rivals the kid’s…”
Literally everyone else: “What just happened?”
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Hey! Dystopia Crew here bearing gifts for you! We may not have gotten past the prelims, but we're sure as heck stickin around!
Here are some Turtle stuffies to get you through the next leg of the competition! (They're weighted and have a neet lil pocket for ice packs if needed :3)
(PS: pay no mind to the stuffatello, there are no evil schemes here :3c)
This is so cute!! We decided to change up who gets which plushie
Donnie thinks this turtle is so pretty! He's going to name them Curie and put them on a shelf in his room. You should see them in the next comic!
Raph names his Johnny because its a tough guy name. He has a few small pink and red plushies in his room, he's gonna add Johnny to them to protect them. @0ddbugs is working on Leo and Mikey's responses :D
@tmntaucompetition
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Second mushroom carved from an avocado pit. I actually liked the first one better, but this one didn’t crack (as much) so I’d say technically this is the overall better one.
Next time I’ve got an avocado pit, I’m gonna try carving a very simple bird again. (The first time, I sliced the beak clean off, then threw the whole thing away in a huff)
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I've been seeing some posts circulating recently and I finally feel like I can say that this is the Exact Emotion I feel when I see the Genre Of (typically slimmer or 'skinnyfat') feedists that are a lil Too into calling themselves Disgustingly Fat and going on and on about how they've Ruined Their Body and they're not even 200lbs, lack an understanding of how fat people actually Are (namely mobility things come to mind), know nothing about fat politics, and lean a little too heavily into the fatphobia play, especially when that same Genre of feedists start giving Actual Fat People grief about being "too big to be worth feeding" like loving fat people and fatness isn't one of the Core Feedism Principles
Like can y'all please leave your unchecked internalized fatphobia at the door, you're Harshing The Vibes.
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