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Lab-wips? Part 1

Okay, since I've gotten a lot of positive feedback about me just randomly posting my unfinished wips here. (Both from the poll I posted and from a few friends.) I'm just going to start posting things like once a week or maybe biweekly we'll see how it goes.

Anyway here is W.I.P number 1. Enjoy

Strong Liquor and Lost Daughters. (Working title)

(A short and kinda somber fic about Leia’s grief in the aftermath of Alderaan going boom.   This fic skirts the line of some very difficult topics.  Nothing bad happens and no one dies.  All this fic is a short fic about Leia sharing a strong drink with some friends who know all too well the grief she is feeling.)

Leia lay out flat on her bed. 

Her quite frankly uncomfortable and small nothingness of a bed.  By the grace of the force, (or the fact her entire home, people and family had just been blown up in front of her) the remaining Rebel Leaders had the good graces to offer Leia her own private room. 

Perhaps it was a sympathy gift, perhaps not. 

Maybe it was an acknowledgment of all her hard work within the Rebellion and all the shit she had just dealt with. 

Or maybe it was just because she was a princess and the leaders wanted to save face.

Emphases on “was a princess.”

With Alderaan gone, she doubted the survivors would have need for a princess anymore. If there were any survivors.

“Don’t think like that, Leia.  There is always hope.”  A small voice in her mind chastised her.

“What makes you think they would even want me back?” She asked to the empty air that filled her small room.

“After everything that I have done.”

“After the mess that I caused.”

“All the lived I.....”

Tears began to well up in her eyes. 

“No.” Whipped her tears on her sleeve.  “None of that! No more tears.” 

Leia felt like she had done nothing put crying the last couple of days.  Always in private of course.  She did have an image to keep up. 

But she still cried nonetheless.

Mostly at night and always when she was alone.  When the dark and cold night threatened to swallow her whole and the silence grew deafeningly loud.

At the moment when....when.... well when her entire world had be destroyed....  She had heard so many voices. Loud, wailing voices.  Screaming, crying, and wailing in her mind.  So, so many voices.

And then nothing.

An all-encompassing quiet.

She had never felt anything like that before. 

The universe was...so quiet..... so numb....

She felt numb.

And cold.  So very cold....

There was an emptiness to her now and..... she.... was all alon-

“NO.” Leia took a deep breath and tried to shove down her fears. 

“Fear leads to the dark side, Leia.  You have to be brave.” She spoke softly. “Even when you are scared.”

Tears bubbled up in her eyes again.  Even stronger than before.....

“I will not cry.....I will....not.....”

I was no use.  Between the loneliness of the room, the numbness of her body and the endless flow of never-ending tasks that Leia had to deal with, she felt so overwhelmed. She wanted to sob and scream at the world.  The cruel world..... a world that robbed her of her home.

Just as she was about to sob, Leia’s heard a booming thud.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK.

The sound echoed from her door and bounced throughout her room.  Startling the living daylights out of her.

She scowled at the noise.

“Seriously?!” she thought. “I told them that I wanted to be alone for a bit. Why can’t anyone follow orders around here?”

Leia felt her temper beginning to flare.  She was in no mood to deal with other people’s problems right now.  She wanted to ignore the sounds but the knocks returned. This time slightly louder.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK.

Leia sat up on her bed, pondering on who it could be.  Who could be stupid enough to interrupt her during her very limited time alone that she very specifically asked for.

“It’s probably Luke.” She thought. “He probably felt her feelings through force or something like that.  Or needed her help with ...... something. Seriously, when did she become his keeper?  What was she, his sister?”

The sounded echoed again for a third time but with far more force against the door.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK.

“Maybe its Han?”  Leia wasn’t in the mood for a shouting match either.  Although she didn’t unwelcome the challenge.

“LEIAAAAA!” A female voice finally called out. “OPEN UP! I know that you’re in there.”

Leia felt her heart perk up.  She knew that voice. That stupidly blunt and wonderfully kind voice.

“It couldn’t be.  Could it?”

She leapt from her bed. Practically sprinted to her door in a frantic attempt to get it open faster. It opened with a whoosh and straight in the doorway of a pair of impossible warm golden-brown eyes and a toothy grin. 

“Heeey Leia” The woman spoke. 

“Hey Tally.” Leia returned. By the force was she a sight for sore eyes.

The half clone in front of her was a good bit taller than her and built stronger than most men she knew.  With pale purple braided hair and bright toothy smile, Capt. Tally was one Leia’s oldest friends from her early rebel days.  Back when most mission where just supply runs and decrypting holo-data for hours on end.  Where everyone else had coddled the “princess” as too delicate to fight in a rebellion, Tally had always been brutally honest with her and never spared Leia her sharp opinion. 

It was an opinion that Leia welcomed.  Especially now.

“What brings you here?” Leia asked in hushed voice, trying even her voice as much as she could.

“So.....  Alpha squad heard the news........” Tally began.

Leia’s heart started to sink again. “Oh no. Nononononooooo Not you too. Anyone but you.” Her mind screamed. Leia had heard about every phrase of sympathy or condolence or sorrow there was in this force-for-saken universe of the past couple of days. And she was so, soooo very tried of it. “Please, please not you too.”

“So, Rora’s and I figured that you would probably want a strong drink right about now.”  Tally finished.

“Or two.” A second voice called out from behind Tally.

Leia blanked.

“W....wh...what?”

A tall white-haired woman came into view with several large bottles of clear liquid in hand.  “I brought multiple drinks.” She shrugged.  “Figure that we would need them.”

Leia mentally shook herself at the sight of Aurora, another old friend from Leia’s training day, appearing from kriffng nowhere like always she kriffing does. Because she was a damn kriffing ghost.

Leia could almost laugh is she wasn’t so dumbfounded. 

“H.....ho....how strong?” She managed to stammer out.

“Very.” Tally responded. “We swiped them from the medic team.”

Leia felt herself smile. “Good.”

And that's as far as I got.

I had a bit more planned out but couldn't make it fit with the tone. So... I just kinda shelved it for the time being. (That's going to happen a lot.)

Anyway. Enjoy this new.... series, I guess.

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this is so niche but I believe I've just peaked

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New Mission Acquired

QV: "There are other means of tracking even an experienced bounty hunter like you, Mando, might be unfamiliar with. Maybe a direct tip from the Force is what you need in your search." DD: "I don't know much about this Jedi Magic business, but if the Force worked like this the others surely would have mentioned it." QV: "Hah. No, the Force doesn't work like that, of course. Not to most people, anyway. But if you get me something - an item, a datapad, an often worn piece of clothing, that kind of thing - from this mystery Jedi Master of yours from right before they disappeard there's a chance I could point you in the right direction."

Somehow Quinlan turned out so sparkly and shiny, and not just because of all the gold jewelry in his hair.

Link to everything else (other characters, monthly updates and ramblings) in this Hades AU

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For the ask meme game

If you find the time, could you maybe do Waxer and Boil in the depressed orange pallet in a face combo of your choosing.

Please and thank you. 😊

SiblingsTM.

I interpreted one as a stuck out tongue and had to try it out

Thanks for playing!

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Mercy? Mercy?

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Hello, hellooooo

Uh

"Yeets some wips at you"

Okay, so I am cooking up some art in the background. I have absolutely no clue if and when it will be done. I'm also not going to do any sort of "end of year" look back at my art. I just don't think I've made any big improvements this year. I do have something planned for in the new year, though.

So y'all will have to wait until then.

But until then.

Have fun and peace out.

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Just another wanderer

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Hey Internet.

Uh.....

Happy Winter Holiday to those who celebrate a holiday around this time of year, and I hope that everyone has a lovely new year.

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Here my little Part 2 of the Toy Repair AU!

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Grown up young justice girls yet again...

Written out text under the cut:

Greta Hayes - Secret

After being brought back to life by Darkseid, she discovered that she has the ability to separate her spirit from her body

Cassandra "Cassie" Sandsmark - Wonder Girl?

She's pretty sure that she's outgrown "Wonder Girl", but she's not sure who to be next, and has been spending a lot of time training on Themiscyra to try to figure herself out. At least she's got this sick sword now.

Buzzed her hair during an identity crisis

Anita Fite - Empress

She took a short leave of absence from the whole hero business to take care of her parents, but now they're a bit older and have been officially adopted by Maad, she's back, and better than ever.

She does roller derby with Cissie in her free time

Cissie King-Jones - Med Student (and part time babysitter to Anita's parents)

Traya Sutton - Mechanical Engineer, guy in the chair, and part time babysitter.

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Art i made for @flameemperorzine 🔥🔥

Aftersales are now open!!!

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A design made for @zincuddlefish - Outwardly a luna moth, when they lift their wings it’s all cryptids, babey!!!! The wing drapes around the neck are false, and can be tucked in close like a lil poncho. 

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Au fucking revoir Mister Prince

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Retouched an older sketch and played with every single layer mode available

There isn't any context really

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my goddess.

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Why did no one point out to me Felicia's in this picture too! Now it just looks like all three just posing for her. The power this woman has must be studied. She's got them all standing around in playful comeraderie like a boyband photoshoot.

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cape