Refinding my love for shitty animating feels so good especially because now that i have free time again (i lost my friends) i can draw and do loser bs again ….. yaaaaay 🙂🙂
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the designs for umberlee's acolytes are so kickass I will never not love water based characters
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ophieeee 7,8,9 for your last wip ask game!
hiiii fawn ! i am going to talk about my babygirl my diluc fic my on the nature of daylight fic that (you know) ive been working on for what feels like eons <3
ask me questions about my wip!
7. What is your favorite scene you’ve written so far? (not my favorite, but. diluc and his horse.)
Diluc’s back is to you, his hair pulled out of his face by a velvet bow. His coat is discarded, along with his gloves, in a jockey’s seat by the stable entrance. The sun dapples through the windows and illuminates Gertie’s coat, which is being diligently brushed by Diluc. Only dressed in his undershirt to beat the oncoming summer heat, he keeps one hand against Gertie’s side as he takes the bristled brush down her coat.
He pats her as he words, murmuring to her how it must feel good to get rid of her winter coat, of how it must feel good to be in a summer again, about how good the spring air must feel against her.
8. What is the last scene you’ve written? (hot off the press, as in the last thing i clocked into write)
“Dinner at seven,” Adelinde calls after him.
While she receives no response, she is able to hear the front door open and shut and watch as you turn your body towards the sound. Diluc comes to your side, gesturing and talking. You nod along with whatever he’s saying, before responding in an animated fashion.
Adelinde shakes her head, and returns to her chopping. Sooner or later, Millie and Hoco will return from their one-person-assignment-turned-two-person-assignment and Adelinde could notify them of their upcoming trip. But in the meantime, she has a perfectly good view of the summer-lit vineyards and the boy she raised lost in a conversation that he is more than ‘just tolerating.’
9. What is your favorite dialogue you’ve written so far? (i've already posted this but it is. so delicious i really ate. you can really see my screenwriting training flex here)
“We match.”
The voice startles you, enough that you forget about the book you’re trying to reach. Turning your head, you’re faced with a man– This one in tight fitting clothes accentuated by an elaborate fur coat slung over his shoulder haphazardly.
At your blank stare, he simply chuckles and gestures to his eyepatch. “One eye. One arm. We match.” As if it’s the simplest fact in the world.
“If it was matching, wouldn’t we both be missing the same?”
“According to legend, we both equally straddle the cavern between humanity and the divine.”
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