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now say it with me: authors/artists dont owe you moral purity. an author/artist job is not to hold you by the hand & tell you exactly what is Good™ & what is Bad™. you should be able to think for yourself

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we're in public you idiot

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A portrait of a young elven magistrate, which was beginning to look worn and yellow.

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My fate might be beyond my command, but my destiny is my own-

It's been a while since I visited bard and Praetorium (of all places lol) inspired this

Bonus:

I really like how this one came out, but I'm not so sure about Aly's glam here. I might revisit this with something more armor-like.

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”you can just make an oc” you dont understand anything. the character needs to mutate naturally until unrecognizable. like all evolutionary processes it takes time. you can’t force it or it doesn’t take. you must endure weird ooc thematically discordant versions of a guy until they bud off into beautiful new life. have patience

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I do not feel fly like a G6 and have not for a very long time

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wip wednesday

I write so infrequently that on the rare occasion I do I must tell the world and what better way to do that than use this :D

tagging @myreia, @thevikingwoman, @galadrieljones, @impossible-rat-babies, @darethshirl, @galadae, @lilas, @redwayfarers, @janzoo + open tag for anyone and everyone!

under the cut for, uh. nsfw. i'm sorry not really

He comes to a halt so abrupt he can practically feel his body catching up to what his mind has registered. There, on the bed, are his lovers, Alyzen’s head tilted back as Estinien presses his lips to the hollow of her throat. Aymeric's mouth goes painfully dry as he registers what they're wearing – or, rather, the lack. His wife, unbound hair a curtain falling down her back, is draped in naught but rubies; the jewels dripping from her ears, her throat, her wrists all gleam in the soft, delicate candlelight, winking a hundred ways at him. And his husband is- Pearls decorate the breadth of Estinien’s chest, each necklace hanging lower than the last. A rope of them is wrapped around an arm, and – oh, Halone save him – another decorates the base of his very erect cock. It is as though the sun and the moon occupy the bed, and they gaze up at him through hooded eyes, captivating and mesmerizing, the curves and planes of their bodies as alluring as sirensong on a hazy moonlit night.

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hermès avec un hermès

(that's it, that's the joke)

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A speedpaint video of this will be available at my Patreon on April 1st 😄

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it is absolutely essential to have friends you can have extremely insane pervert conversations with. this is kind of what makes life worth living

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mmmm have an idea for the saddest, angstiest fic set post veilguard and i. hmmm. on one hand putting my ocs through the wringer is delicious buuuuut on the other hand if it doesn't have a happy ending is it even worth attempting

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telling me i should have kids so i'll have something else to focus on instead of my anxiety is 1. wrong 2. WRONG 3. horrifying 4. not the sell you want it to be

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Anonymously tell me something you like about my OCs

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yknow what. imma throw my hat into the oc questions ring.

we all love a main character and their big stories. but what about the little b-plots? recurring gags? details you love but never really come up?

i wanna hear about those. tell me about those.

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Hyden Barlow, Just Some Guy other than the fact that he's Alyzen's ex-husband who is currently one of the chefs at The Bismark

Concieved when his mother was assaulted by a garlean soldier, hyden was despised by most of the people around him for the circumstances of his birth. He would likely not have made it into adulthood were it not for Malyna, Alyzen's mother, taking him under her wing. Hayden and Alyzen grew up together, each the opposite of the other. After Malyna's death they both knew they needed to leave the Resistance, and so they entered into a (mostly*) marriage of convenience. For a while they travelled around Eorzea, Hyden honing his cooking skills while Alyzen supported them through adventuring. Eventually they landed in Limsa Lominsa, where he became an apprentice of the culinarian guild and she left for Ul'dah. *they were childhood friends and each others firsts in a lot of ways, and during their marriage they had no issues sharing a bed.

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The Slow Arrow 🏹

Getting to draw Felassan for a commission is actually a dream come true, I love this man SO MUCH 🥹🥹🥹 Thank you to @veloxaraptor for letting me do this!!! ❤️