#Bazu

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Ilford HP5 Plus 400

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Repost: Strangled Red - Those Left Behind

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More of them :)

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@mccnlightmuses​

        “You~ What’s your favorite song?”

[soapyakships]

FUZAKERU NA BAIBAI BAZU MERODI

[writing-prompt-s]

"I want everything in your wallet. Right now, and no funny business." Bazu's first prayer in millennia was answered unexpectedly, in the strangest of ways. This unlikely savior had just accepted her ancient burden of his own free will. "Thank you," she whispered gratefully, handing it over.

[wondashoever]

bro like,, dont you ever just wanna go fuzakeru na bai bai bazu merodi

[snowfeathered]

@nulltune inquired:

“do you think it'll be cold enough to freeze the lake?” there's a curious shine to hazel eyes as she peers out at the water body, chin languidly resting on her palm. “and then people would be able to ice skate...” /for any muse of ur choice ! 😳✨️

UNPROMPTED ー ALWAYS ACCEPTING

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"And what does this gotta do with me?" Bazu huffed, shivering. "I'm still a crow, y'know. It's far too cold out here for me." She wasn't used to being around in wintertime.

[randomcookies126]

FUZAKERA BAIBAI BAZU MERODI💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

[ivelovedhimthroughworse]

Six Some Sentence Sunday

Agothra hovered over the wrestling figures below. Snowzilla grunted a hello, then managed to free an arm to wave. Bazu Jaguar just looked up at her, seemingly dazzled by her beauty. For a moment, none of them moved other than the soft flutter of the moth’s wings. Then Snowzilla looked between the robot and Agothra. Bazu’s chrome reflected her light, shining golden and lovely. Snowzilla grabbed the metal face roughly and jerked it downwards, then bared its teeth and roared. A sonic wave struck Bazu directly between its glowing eyes. The robot moved swiftly, all of its attention back on its opponent. It grasped Snowzilla’s muzzle and pinched the mouth closed contemptuously. The kaiju didn’t like this. It bucked and fought. In an instant, the two were rolling and tumbling again, pushing and shoving at each other. You’ve got to be kidding me, Agothra said.

This snippet is again from my Godzilla AU. A kaiju is a generic term for these giant monsters. Agothra is a portmantau of Agatha and Mothra.

Have you ever wondered what Agatha would look like as a giant moth? Here's my attempt.

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[somethingclevermahogony]

Writing Share/Last "Line" Tag

Thanks for the tag @sableglass!

(Akarat is the Apunian equivalent of the name Akard)

Akarat stood and nodded. He pulled a golden ring from his finger, inscribed with his title, and dropped it before the beggar. “ Take it Buru, It is hard to rebuild a life if you have nothing to start with.” Bazus opened his mouth to object, but was silenced once more by the Apunian’s raised hand, “He’ll need clothes too.” Akarat turned expectantly to the others, who returned his gaze with stupefied faces. “Well? Something to cover his manhood, come on. I only have this between the air and my skin, so I cannot give over my clothes.” Bazus’s face reddened, tinted by embarrassment and anger. “You can’t be serious. Who do you think you are, coming to our city and trying to give away the clothes of a prince to... to... that? How dare...” “Here!” The small voice called out from behind the guards. They moved aside to reveal Ninma, her shawl raised above her head. “Ninma, what are you doing here?” Bazus snapped. Ninma ignored her elder sibling, stopping only to show him her tongue. She stood before Akarat and offered him the small length of silk and golden thread. The Apunian raised a brow and took the shawl from her tiny hands. “Very generous of you, princess.” Ninma shrugged and glanced at the beggar who still sat crouched in the dirt, his eyes wide, his jaw slack with shock. “I don’t need it, I have my tunic. Besides, my paba will get me a better one for my birthday. He can have it.” Akarat’s lips curled in the hint of a smile. “I see.” As he offered the cloth to Buru, the man took it with trembling hands. Never in his life had he touched silk. He tied the cloth over his groin to hide his nudity. “How... how do I thank you?” “Better yourself, make use of my ring, pray in the temples, start a new shop. Perhaps one day, one of your works will grace my table. Now, I do not believe you are welcome on this hill. You should return to the lower city.” Buru bowed his head, first to Bazus and Ninma, and then to Akarat, once, twice, three times. He then took off, stumbling down the hill, gripping the ring with such intensity that it turned his knuckles white. Bazus huffed. “Let’s continue, shall we? I want to get to the Hall of Gods, preferably before you pawn off all of mine and my siblings' possessions to the grovelling masses. And you, Ninma, back to the palace. You have lessons to attend.” Ninma tilted her chin disdainfully. “No.” She confidently moved past her brother. Now informed as to where they were headed, she had no need to follow behind them. Akarat stifled a chuckle.

This is a big one so I'm tagging a bunch of y'all:

@illarian-rambling, @mk-writes-stuff, @kaylinalexanderbooks, @willtheweaver, @patternwelded-quill

@elsie-writes, @elizaellwrites, @the-ellia-west, @the-golden-comet

@finickyfelix, @theprissythumbelina, @diabolical-blue , @tildeathiwillwrite

@katenewmanwrites, @leahnardo-da-veggie, @paeliae-occasionally, @melpomene-grey

@drchenquill, @marlowethelibrarian , @phoenixradiant, @pluttskutt

@dyrewrites, @unrepentantcheeseaddict, @roach-pizza, @rivenantiqnerd, @pluppsauthor

[kamishirowxs]

Fuzakeru na baibai bazu melody

utagae yo taigai uso bakari

[lifeinbooks]

Ima tih poglavlja koje silno želiš da uljepšaš. Ne osjećaš sramotu, ali volio bi da je bilo drugačije. Shvaćaš da te je sve loše osnažilo, ali volio bi da je bilo lakše. U silnoj želji da uljepšaš sve što si živio, zastaneš. Ništa ne dobiješ uljepšavanjem prošlosti, koja je napravila bazu za čovjeka kakav si danas. Vjerujem da nam se ružne stvari i loši ljudi dešavaju da nas nauče - kako ne treba.

[loumauve]

rules: make a poll with five of your all-time favorite characters and then tag five people to do the same. see which character is everyone's favorite.

tagged by: nobody, bc I'm a heathen who just steals poll setups and then ignores the rules. feel free to participate as well (tho I think a lot of my pals have already done this one, I have been living under a rock called dissociation from terrible circumstances)

I went with explicitly emotional support characters because otherwise the list would be even longer. I have too many faves. the more time you spend in fandom spaces the more the collection grows. I'm sure I'm forgetting some minor character faves from other books/shows/movies/games. rip I'll prob cry once I remember them and feel bad

[kaylinalexanderbooks]

Rewrite line

Thanks to @mk-writes-stuff here and @splashinkling here, and @somethingclevermahogony here.

Rules: rewrite your given line and post the new one!

Optional variant: it's your last line

MK's line:

For once, she wasn’t even thinking about them. She had a plan. She was going to make this work, and everything was going to go perfectly. She was going to get her magic back with Cassiopeia’s help, her parents would name her the heir, and everything would be absolutely fine.

The tense feeling in her chest would just have to be quiet.

My rewrite:

For what seemed like the first time in her life, she wasn't thinking about them. Instead, that newly-free space in her mind was formulating a plan.

She was going to make this work. Everything was going to work out perfectly.

She was going to get her magic back. She would get Cassiopeia's help to do so. Her parents will name her heir.

Everything would be fine. Perfect. The tense feeling in her chest would go away.

Ink's line:

Rylise rushed out of the castle. At ground-level, everyone scattered in fear, shouting, shoving, and attempting to carry as many of their belongings with them as they could. Some even scrounged up things that were left behind by others. Above, he finally saw what had been attacking them—a mix of physical cannonballs and magical fire-rain that set ablaze anything not made of stone or gem.

My rewrite:

As fast as he could, Rylise burst out of the castle, pausing when he reached the ground level, unexpectedly being greeted by a chaotic scene. Scattering all over his field of vision, everyone attempted to carry their belongings--shouting at others to move, shoving when they didn't, scrounging up things left behind in the mayhem.

Rylise looked up, and his eyes landed on their attacker. The sky was littered in magical fire-rain and physical cannonballs. And everything not made of stone or gem was in flames.

C's line:

Akard smiled to himself as he watched the seer descend into the earth, “Not at all, I don’t think I’ll be going back to Apuna, for quite some time.” Bazus chuckled, “That’s good, you’ll get to enjoy all the hospitality of my father’s city, come let's go talk to your seer!” 

As Hutbari’s eldest strolled confidently onward Akard muttered under his breath. “I assure you I will be enjoying far more than just father’s hospitality.”

My rewrite:

As the seer descended to earth, Akard found himself smiling. "Not at all," he said. "In fact, I don't believe I'll be going back to Apuna for...oh, quite some time, actually."

Bazus chuckled as he copied Akard's smile. "In that case, you may enjoy my father's city."

"I thank his hospitality," said Akard.

"Come," Bazus said, gesturing forward, "let's go talk to that seer of yours."

Akard felt his smile fade as Bazus strutted onward. As he followed, Akard muttered to himself, "I bet your father's city and hospitality won't be the only thing I enjoy."

Honestly don't remember the last line I edited, so here's the last line from TSP Part Two:

“How’re you and Niri? I accidentally found out you texted him.” “We’re fine.” Hannah smiled a bit. “Is that a hint of red on your cheeks?” I asked. “Now, don’t you start,” Hannah said, pointing harshly. “I had to deal with Charlie and Amanda grilling me about the boy I was texting in your absence.” I smiled. “I’ll come save you.” “Thank you.” Hannah swung the door open and we went back into the crowded family room. I tried to ignore the devices pulling me back.

The devices are telepathic probes if y'all want to be more specific. Hannah and Ash are also sisters.

Okay tagging @elsie-writes @theprissythumbelina @writeouswriter @sarahlizziewrites @winterandwords @sarandipitywrites @dyrewrites @i-can-even-burn-salad @cwritesfiction @drchenquill + ANYONE ELSE

TSP intro

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"FUZAKERU NA BAI BAI BAZU MERODI !!!!"

Absolutely obsessed with this song right now that I HAD to make one of these redraw but with my characters :3

Also, the character shown here is DJ Harriet and is the music lover personified as my sona

I actually had no initial plans to introduce these Harriet variants here in Tumblr but with this posted here, I'll talk about them soon if I remember, that is-

I decided to post this here cause I'm actually pretty proud of this hehehe

No watermark version

Please do not repost or reuse this artwork without my permission AND credit (felt the need to add this in cause I get paranoid whenever I post un-watermarked/unsigned art I make)

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