#I wanted to take a small rest from artfight

[michamiw]

They're living their best life together, and finally! Vincent is showing more affection to kiwi!

Kiwi by @xxthebubblewitchxx

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Hello, I contemplated it a lot, I decided it would be best. I will be sharing this beware on a rather big artist here who hurt me personally.

I will write more at the end. Please take care. Warning: the post is very big

Pestkitty is also known as Nopperabou if I remember the name correctly on other platforms such as Artfight and Youtube

*It should be noted this is very blatant lying on that guys part, I was keeping to myself for this entire time and harassed nobody, on the contrary his friends had been harassing me. I regret not writing that more clearly

I don't think I mentioned it in the original post images but I would also like to note at the time I was not an adult yet and it was my first time going on a plane... 11 hour flight completely alone is scary, no family, nobody in my family has ever travelled so far. It was a very big deal

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Description from original post on Instagram (it's a lot so I'll make it small):

HI HI PAWB! Lots and lots of people wanted me to put this together, please do share, even if you do not know the people it would be great help. The more people who know the more people who can stay safe. This post is a little overdue but I was gaslit by them into thinking these were not big issues and that I was the one being strange so it took a while for me to gain the stability to put this together, I ended up downplaying my feelings a lot and it wasn't untill somewhat recent when I realised I may be developing a new disorder from their abuse that oh... I was not wrong for my concerns and feelings; these people really are harmful. I do not condone harassment so please do not go messaging these people. Block, share, and move on. Stay safe. That is my internet mission for you🚀

I make this post because they are rather gross and dangerous and have considerably big audiences, people have told me their opinions that they should not have the platforms that they have because their behaviours are dangerous. There is more things they've done that I have not included because I would like some of my own privacy even after my private information was leaked in a comic haha... I've displayed enough behaviour from them to show who they are and what they do though, so this is enough!

This is quite intimidating for me, so, I will be going offline off of this account for a few days and just let this post simmer... Not for too long because I have some awesome art cooking HEHE but YA! If there are questions in the comments my friends will answer for me! Though, I think I've been rather transparent so I don't think there would be any.

I will also be providing more proof in my story, specifically proof that slide 10 IS that guy because quite frankly anybody could be "Instagram user" and they have fabricated stuff against me in the past so I think it would be good to prove it is that account.

Okay bla bla that is all, apologies this is such a scary and serious post especially as I like to keep my account a friendly nice place but ahhh it really has been burning at me. So, thank you for reading so very much. Bye bye pawb!

End of description^

That was a lot! So here is why I'm sharing it to Tumblr:

☆Awareness! NOBODY should have to risk getting close to these people. NOBODY.

☆Better circulation! My Instagram post got over 3000 likes, lots of shares, 100s of comment and many saves so it did very well however after a while things leave the light and become something "of the past". I notice this does not happen so much on Tumblr and things continue to be shared

☆This still effects me. The original Beware is from 3 months ago however I am currently doing this because I was restless from lastnight nightmare (I had a nightmare about these people) and now I'm all nauseous and shaky again! It's 3am and I was panicking a lot so I put this together, I'm yet to rest

And finally....

☆TAGS

I notice that if an image in a tag becomes popular enough it shows up on things like Google! Isn't that cwl! So, if a fan of these people searches for them on the internet the beware could show up which may deter them from the artist. This is great, which is why I also need your help in making this popular!

Thank you sincerely for your time, it is greatly appreciated. I feel calmer now that I have made this post, I regret not making it earlier but it is better now than never. Nos da ac breuddwydion melys pawb♡

[spaghetticat3899]

I made these refs back for this year’s Artfight, but never got around to finishing the rest of my characters’. I nickname these three “the main trio” because they’re the three splatoon characters I draw and like the most. All three have a thing in common, albeit for different reasons: they all don’t go by their original names! If you’d like to read character ramblings, look below the cut, if not, you may do what you like.

Things to note: My Splatoon characters are stuck in Splatoon 2 purgatory, so the weapons, ages, and all that are stuck in that time period. (R) and (UR) is short for (restricted) and (unrestricted), which is referring to if the height is measured within a canon limitation, or without canon inkfish heights in mind.

Mochi

Dawn “Mochi” Funboruto

cis female (she/her)

Aged 16

5’ (R) - 5’7” (UR)

Mochi is an interesting inkling, not actually originating in Inkadia at all, instead from a far-off city by the name of Arrecife. She’s childhood friends with Slick, and only moved to Inkopolis because he’d shown it to be a hot spot for things of interest. She’s a Humboldt inkling, but cursed with an unusually small stature compared to her relatives, making her appear as an average inkling. Evidence of her ancestry can still be found in her sucker rings, which, unlike most inklings, are still very-much there. She’s described as sisterly, laid-back, and sarcastic, but can also snap to a very energetic, mischievous, and havoc-causing individual. She never seems to stand still, even while relaxed, quite fidgety by nature. She tries not to overthink, which can lead to poorly thought-out choices that result in unpleasant outcomes. She’s easily persuaded by bribes of food or money, which some of her friends take advantage of for her to do stupid dares, tasks, or for her to not blackmail them. She jokes around and doesn’t usually bring up serious subjects unless she thinks it’s important. She often has to be the straight-man around people like Slick, but also can join in on the mischief. She’s also agent 4, but it doesn’t really become super relavent. She goes by Mochi just because she feels like it, nothing else, really.

Slick

Mason “Slick” Stone

cis male (he/him)

Aged 15

4’11” (R) - 5’5” (UR)

Slick is a goofy character, son of a single mother and always trying to get up to antics. He is from the town of Arrecife, childhood friends with Mochi, and forming a chaotic duo whenever they decide to meet up. He’s quite full of himself, exasperates his accomplishments, and thinks he’s practically irresistible. Despite his arrogance, he possesses a heart of gold, and just wants to befriend anyone he can. He may not be the brightest, but he tries his best, even if it doesn’t work out. He has no concept of boundaries, and has broken into people’s houses to give them gifts. He went out of his way to befriend Hachikō, despite the people around him scoffing at him for it. Despite Hachikō’s not-super-great-but-understandable Inklish at the time, Slick was very accepting and thought it was more funny than anything. As their friendship grew closer, Hachikō moved in with him, and they currently share an apartment. Slick gave himself that name because he wanted to sound cool and dissociate with his father.

Hachikō

Hachikō “Hachi” ??

cis male (he/him)

Age unknown (~16-17)

5’1” (R) - 5’9” (UR)

Hachikō, an amnesiac found in a place he feels lost in. He’s agent 8, and his story of venturing to the surface is one that only some know of. His Inklish is practically perfect in the current day, with only the slight hiccup and forgetting some words. He’s quiet, observant, and tends to appear stiff around unfamiliar people. He doesn’t talk much, instead thinking to himself a lot, sometimes staring off into space and getting lost in thought. He can be quite chatty if asked about anything of interest to him (ink weaponry, birds, etc). He tends to fidget, sometimes needing to occupy his hands by drawing. He takes most things seriously, or as they’re spoken, which has led to him not understanding jokes, and not always pinpointing sarcasm. He’s quite paranoid and constantly worried about being outed as an Octoling, or something going horribly wrong. It’s not uncommon for him to get sick due to being exposed to unfamiliar surface pathogens. Upon reaching the surface, he discovered he had a pollen allergy, which has lead to mockery by his friends for “sneezing like Lil’ Judd”. Slick is who he’s often seen with, eventually even being roommates with, almost always being the nervous straightman to Slick’s antics. Roxanne (agent 3) often babies him and comes to his aid, even when it’s made obvious that he’d rather her not. He appreciates her kindness, but not being infantilized. Hachikō picked his name because he had no memory of his original name, picking one that seemed familiar to him (might’ve heard it in a story once).

Bonus xenos!

[displacedentities]

Whatever happened to the mewtwo marshadow fusion guy??

Short and sweet answer?

I'm taking a hiatus from doing Pokemon comic stuff! ArtFight is also in play right now, so half my art spoons for the rest of July/early August are going to making art of cool characters. Additionally, my attention shifted back to Among Us, and with the amount of asks I've received for my precious Cyan bean (seriously holy cow!!), it will likely be there for a while c||

Longer, less kind and more emotionally blunt answer?

I lost a good amount of my motivation to do it, in no small part because it felt like- for lack of a better word- nobody really gave a shit? There's lots of Mewtwo and Mewtwo-related fusion blogs going around, so I think my stuff got lost in the fog. I know, I know, 'two cakes' and all that; but when you bring a cake to a party, and it feels like everybody else has someone enjoying their cake while yours gets ignored on the table, it sucks. That's not to say I'm entitled to people giving my blog any attention; hell, I jump hyperfixations all the time! And all those blogs are fantastic, I follow several and continue to enjoy the journey they've taken! They deserve every bit of credit to contributing a huge following and love for Pokemon and Mewtwo on Tumblr, it's a wonderful thing they're all doing. But to pour a substantial amount of time and effort into my own pieces over weeks and months, pushing myself to try and make full comic pages with backgrounds and challenging angles so I could improve... to be met with crickets? It really sucks, and takes an ice cream scoop out of your motivation every time someone passes it by. It feels like yelling into an open canyon, and hoping there's hikers down below who will yell something back to you. I just got unlucky, and haven't had any hikers in the canyon pass by. There's only so many times you can scream into the void and get silence before your voice grows hoarse and you stop trying.

I got more follower engagement telling funny stories with my Among Us bean in the first week than I did for the first month of making Pokemon comics. So, my spoons are going there for now- I'm simply enjoying it more right now!

I still have a story I badly want to tell, but I have to think about my own emotional wellbeing and ration my spoons promptly. I do still work a full-time STEM job, so priority must be given to work, but my art priorities on the side have temporarily shifted. Rest assured, I do plan to return to the comic I started one day- just not now c:>

[victors-grave]

I made a character sheet thing for my character Corina Nallen.

She didn't have one so I made one for her (And so she will be a character you can draw for artfight this year!)

Here is her description I made on the artfight website:

Corina was a saint in the fifth division, alongside her childhood friends Soren Inei and Calrin Tavve. Corina was a transgender woman who lived her life as peacefully as she could, while still taking on the duties of a saint. She was considered an aunt to characters that were being mentored by those around her, such as: Tye Loe Madon, Mazen Xa-Qui, Talyra Tarick, Leta Kaltis, Florena Sola and many, many more. Corina has a small rivalry with a saint named Jana, who she despises for him leaving his sainthood when he was 16 (And she was 18) and sees his return back when he is 38 (And she is 40) as a betrayal of trust and loyalty.  When Corina, Soren and Calrin were 40 years old, Soren was slaughtered by a person they had considered a motherly/aunt figure, Uttara. While Calrin was able to continue his duties as a saint, although he did go to a different division to distance himself, Corina was unable to do the same.  Soren was her soulmate, even if that was in a best friend way rather than a romantic way, and the loss of her made her unable to cope. From his death, Corina was given 13 year old Tye Loe Madon to train, as he still had 3 years before he could be considered a saint and go on missions on his own. However, Corina was unable to function most of the time, it was difficult to even look at Tye Loe without remembering her friend she was unable to save. This led to Tye Loe most of the time having three to five lessons with Corina a week before he would be given to another saint for the rest of the time. Most of the time, this other saint would be Siela Inei (Soren's mother who was training Mazen at the time) or Jana (The saint who mostly use mind games rather than actual powers). During the 19th charge in 6000 PT, Corina, still unable to function, was left weaken when the Harrows attacked. It was said she didn't fight, as she was left to die alone, finally being reunited with her soulmate after so many years.  Corina's spirit crystal was shattered the year Soren died. She never wanted to return.

[mikodrawnnarratives]

i love edens design pls tell me everything abt them (AFTER YOU GET SOME REST!!!!!!!!!!! NOT BEFORE!!!!!!!)

jkfkljdskjdf I have obtaineth the rest

And I'm glad you like her design!

The jist of what I've figured out for Eden's story is a lot of what I've shared on her artfight page, but I'll expand on here. (as if I haven't already probably typed too much on her artfight page WOOPS kjfdkjlsdfjk)

(I'm going to share some images of creepy abandoned hospital areas to explain the aesthetic of her environment, so to anyone seeing this post, u've been warned)

Eden is a 20 year old (ish. I might decide to make her older later so that timelines make more sense) hospital patient that was emitted [REDACTED] years ago after an accident leaving her in a coma. During the time she was out, the earth's state plummeted, like the planet was having a fever and trying to get rid of the infection. Humans were left to either die, leave via spaceship or other technology, or adapt in... unnatural ways. The last person in the hospital Eden occupies was the one to attach technology to her head, a computer that would hopefully allow her to adapt to the world and survive.

It did end up working, but it couldn't save the brain. Essentially, when she wakes up, she is brain dead. Her organs can function but her brain has been replaced by a computer. By the time she wakes up, the hospital is in ruin and been completely abandoned. She has no memory of who she used to be or what happened to her, and she has to investigate her surroundings and the hospital to find out why.

It's a story I want to make a small video game for. She'd be the character the player controls while searching through creepy environments. If/when I get around to making that kind of game, I'd want it to have at least a few horror elements.

This video shows an environment that would def be in the game

Anyway, Eden would be exploring a hospital like that. Working her way inside to the outside, finding clues for what happened to the world and to herself. One quest would be getting a computer functioning so she can search up information.

That is most of the context. So more about Eden herself. Eden's real name isn't Eden, but she chose it after she woke up and saw some of the equipment in her hospital room with scratched out logos that spelled out "EDEN".

She'll discover she isn't the same as who she used to be through pictures, photographs, and phones left behind by her family and friends. Though when she discovers them they are very worn out. Her computer parts are partially from hospital equipment that allowed her to stay alive before, and other parts that couldn't all be gleamed from her surroundings. Eden does "remember" parts of what it was like being hospital machinery, at least enough to feel very uncomfortable being in a human body.

She's reserved and shy but very curious. It's why she goes exploring the hospital after all. She doesn't get on edge by the hospital's eerie environment, BUT she does freak out from body functions. Heart palpitations, bleeding, breathing too hard, etc.

Despite disliking some body functions, she does like some. Such as the ability to see and identify things. Her ways of perceiving the world used to be very limited given, she was a machine, but now EVERYTHING is new! She likes listening to her pretty much any sounds, finds it magical, and finds it a complete betrayal when something hurts her ears for the first time. (She's also betrayed when the sun hurts her eyes. Rude)

Which along with that, also means she LOVES singing. She's never had vocal cords! How are you humans NOT singing 24/7?!

The closer she gets to the outside, the more plant life there is and more greenery that takes over the environment. In this world, it is very much intended to be like a fairy tale where the earth is able to recover from humans influence. Animals have adapted and there are new ones too. When Eden gets outside, having learned everything she wants to know, she gets to meet animals that she completely adores.

I put down that she dislikes reading on her artfight page cuz it literally is one of the only things that doesn't change for her when she becomes part human. It's boring compared to other things that became magical when she became human. Turns out, the body she got has aphantasia. "the inability to form mental images of real or imaginary people, places, or things"

Basically, she is disney princess TM. I've also debated on creating another character for her to meet once she leaves, a human that has adapted to her surroundings just like Eden did, and giv em a little romance. The other character being the Prince Phillip to her Princess Aurora. But she's still mostly in the drafts. (but I did put "sexuality: Lesbian, she thinks" on her artfight page in the mean time)

When she leaves the hospital, she continues to look for more things related to her past but also looks for things she likes. She finds out she likes a lot of things via her searches through abandoned homes (with animal friends' help)

Her outfit is meant to be a combo of a hospital gown and gowns that make me think of princesses

I have. a whole pinterest board for her kdfkjlsd

Her design prob will get updates in the future, I might give her more wires and/or hospital nods like IVs or smthn. Her hair changing is also a possibility given I'm not sure if her dreadlocks would look like that after years of staying in bed and not attended to... I hopefully will be able to find more information on that scenario ltr an get it to be more accurate (but then again ig when are fairy tales 100% accurate. Look at rapunzel-)

But even with that, I can imagine her cutting off her hair after leaving the hospital and growing it out. it's why I say in her permissions that ppl are free to try different hairstyles for her cuz honestly as long as it stays her 4A hair type theres a chance she'd try it out

ANyway. Thx for reading all that haha. If anyone reading this post HASN'T seen the Oc in question, she's right here

[bvannn]

Weekly Update June 7, 2024

I’m in a sour mood right now because I got differed from plasma over paperwork. I’ll try a different chain next week, since the one I’ve been going to is super crowded now anyway. We also got a cat this week, that was the correct answer to the post on Saturday. It’s my mom’s cat, but mom has been out most of this week so I’ve been left alone with her. I’ve been really tired. Like insanely tired. But I still got a good amount of stuff done.

Artfight stuff: I’m planning on revamping the thumbnails and redoing Romeo’s refsheet, plus adding Josh. Luckily at work this week I was put on a job that’s pretty relaxed as far as timing goes, and I have lots of little gaps of time to draw while I wait for the balance to stabilize. As a result I got Romeo and Josh’s refsheets sketched, as well as all the thumbnails planned + several sketched. Tomorrow I’ll try to get some of those rendered.

Comic stuff: Comic is going to be on the back burner this month and next most likely, but I did finish off page 7 and started sketching page 8, which I plan to continue slowly. Every once in a while I’ll get stunlocked with indecisiveness and what I’ve been doing to combat it is 15 sit-ups and then roll a wheel of small tasks and do whatever it says, then repeat until free time is over. So it’s still getting done in those little bursts where I don’t have enough time for something bigger.

Music: another quickie is generally done, but I’m going to hold off on it until I decide to do lyrics for it, because it would probably be perfect for an animation meme if I add some quick generic poppy lyrics. Like I can just channel my rage into a couple stanzas and call it good. I really want to release songs specifically for animation memes because I like newgrounds and respect newgrounds’ copyright policy so I want to make some nice music for animation memes that’s copyright safe for whoever to use with credit. Also still making progress on re-mixing my older tracks, OEB needed a complete redo, some VSTs needed to be swapped out entirely, plug I’m learning a bunch of fancy new tricks, so good chance I’ll post another sample of that once I get it figured out. Unsure if I need to actually redo the vocaloid track or just to redo the effects, but I can figure that out after the instrumentals are done.

Also got a good amount of lyric writing done, RR is 88% done, BATB is still a cool 71%. I’m getting into the groove of doing that at work too, so hopefully those should be done quick, plus the quickie I have on hold. Once I have energy I’ll also finish up that other quickie and the Zelda medley I’ve had in the pipe, hopefully that’ll be this weekend, but good chance it’ll be Monday night.

Other things: OEB is at 32% on storyboards, and like 17% on the Kyo rig. A whole bunch of assets are done but need to be imported/exported, plus I’m taking a couple shortcuts too to make things a bit easier, and I can flesh out the rig more as I use it more. Also, my strategy for the sketchy lines is a success! I may also be able to apply it to other areas and fix the issue of flash being shit for drawing, but that’s a bit ambitious. I’ll try chipping away at having the rest of the clip assets *drawn* by the end of the month so I can import/export them at work next month. But again that’s currently in the ‘if I have a little free time’ bracket of priority.

Miscellaneous: I’m getting a couple TTRPG things done too, little bit of writing, little bit of drawing, again not too high a priority but it’s getting done.

Tonight I’m tired and in a bad mood so I’m going to just chip away at re-mixing OEB tonight and maybe sketch a comic panel or two. Maybe. I have one more regular general drawing I want to get done before the end of the month but I don’t know when that’s coming, this weekend I’ll try to focus on Artfight stuff, with breaks in between to spin the wheel of small tasks I need to accomplish. Lots of housekeeping, hopefully next week is kind to me with plasma so I get more time.

[dawnlotus-draws]

Hello! I’m working on a Quest for Madoka on Sufficient Velocity(if u don’t know what that is, it’s a role play where the readers can interact and basically choose your own adventure with the player character). It takes place during MagiReco, and I’d love to be able to get original Witches to use for enemies in the quest. So, I decided to ask tumblr folks. If you’re comfortable with it, would it be possible for me to use your oc? If not, it’s totally okay! I know it’s a bizarre ask.

Hello! :D First of all sure! What OC of mine are you thinking of? Cuz I haven’t posted about them a ton and I actually have a LOT of Madoka Magica OCs. If you want I can get some of the other original witches I have made. Personally I’m honored to be asked XD I will throw my little guys at everything. I’d love to be linked to whatever you end up making, so please let me know when it’s up!

I’m honestly sorry for infodumping below, but I can’t help anytime I get to talk about my magical girls XD so ignore this if the above permission was all you needed LOL.

———— info on lots of characters below——-

In terms of OCs I’ve got

Dionaea (has a witch design)

Khaori (has a witch design)

Asami (has a witch design)

Mitsu (no witch)

Jundo (no witch)

Haru (no witch)

Bluebell (has a witch design)

To find information on Dionaea, Khaori, and Asami check out my art fight account I’ve got Bios on them there. You need an artfight account to view any page on art fight I think? Anyway here’s what to type if the links are not working. https://artfight.net/~Dawnlotus The rest of the stuff I’ll try to cover very lightly lol.

Khaori’s witch looks like this. Its nature is evasive. The witch resembles an eel skeleton that hides in her labyrinth, her familiars are other sea creatures such as crabs and goldfish with human legs. They collect possessions of emotional importance from in and out side of the labyrinth and bring them back to decorate the hermit shell the main witch hides in. The main witch’s mouth looks like a stump of a severed limb pouring out a dark red photo developing acid. The angler fish bulb suspended over its head flash bangs any suspected danger, allowing the witch to get away, and prints a photo thru the mouth side of the two holes on either side of its head. One side has a mouth with teeth around a eye shaped hole, the other side with eyelashes you can see thru to the brain floating in the acid. Sorry these are just uncolored sketches! These are the only ones I’m happy with LOL.

Asami’s witch looks like this. Its nature is to endure. Fueled by a firey rage it uses its massive arms to climb around its labyrinth, which looks like a toy town where all the buildings are seashells and a couple skyscrapers here and there. The skyscrapers have large pegs or weapons plunged into them that the witch herself climbs on. The sky is a blanket of clouds with silver lining and droplets of gold and silver and glass are suspended on chains like rain. The witch herself has an aggressive nature despite her small size, and can stretch like an accordion. The roots coming from the body can also reach and attack/climb like tendrils. Its familiars are toy mice with different flowers instead of eyes and wheat for fur. These familiars search for a way out of the labyrinth but can never find one, only leading around their witch to taller and taller skyscrapers. I apologize that these are also uncolored.

An image of both Khaori and Asami.

In an effort to keep this post shorter, the more info you would find on their artfight bios I have attached in the Alt Text.

Oh boy I don’t want make this too long so here’s an image of Mitsu and Jundo but I won’t get into their stories n stuff. It’s complicated. All you need to know is that they’re in gay love <3 No witch concepts yet. Mitsu on the left, Jundo on the right.

Haru I’ve got very little on her that’s solid. She’s the youngest magi I have, contacted at 8/9 and currently 12, a veteran who’s every “party” she’s been a part of died. She has the ability to fly and scouts, but because she’s especially young others prioritize her safety, even when they are more at risk. No witch design yet.

Bluebell I made like forever ago for a contest, she is based on the legend of Bluebeard. Image ID for the photo in the Alt Text.

A very brief summary of her character is that she’s kind of a merge of Bluebeard and the 7th wife in a twisted bad way. She’s like a Kira deathnote type, who kills people she believes to be evil. Her wish was to know her boyfriends deepest secret, and upon learning he was a serial killer she killed him and starts using her power to kill other criminals, becoming the serial killer. Her morals quickly deteriorate and she becomes extremely judgmental, looking into people heads and taking their intrusive thoughts or any secrets they have and deciding if they should be punished or not. Because she spent her time enacting her “judgment”, detrimental to her magic and her mental health, she witchifies. Her witch is a gargoyle, a guard of nasty secrets. Some of its familiars are gossipers (similar to the uwasa spreaders in magireco) who follow rumors and upon finding someone with a nasty secret brings the other familiars, knights that bring anyone from inside or outside the labyrinth to the witch for their judgement. If they are judged unworthy by the gaze of the gargoyle they are impaled on the layers of fences and gates that guard the witch to set an “example”. I have no image of Bluebell as a magical girl that I am solid on soooo. Yeah. Just have the witch.. made yrs ago and also needs an update..

Dionaea I already have a post on. Read here :D She also has all images I have of her currently on Artfight, but here is her updated magical girl design.

I don’t have a ton of info on her witch, but it’s familiars are like Mario style piranha plants and Venus fly traps with actual teeth l, fangs and molars, whose mouths are shut by belts, general dangerous plants you would find in a jungle, corpse flowers and pitcher plants, as well as monstress flies of varying sizes and mutation. The labyrinth is like a overgrown greenhouse with massive jungle plants.

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Feel free to ask more questions, or if you would like any character elaborated on. Etc etc im foaming at the mouth. I didn’t know if you wanted info on just witches or also magical girls? So I uhh included both. And I would love to see what project you are working on, anything pmmm or magireco I’m always looking for more cool fan content. Have a nice day. I hope this was a suitable answer.

[captainmvf]

I remember you sayin you were comfy with your lore updates for questions so :)

What's the story lore behind the lovely fellows I had drawn during the ArtFight (WEREWOLVES REPRESENT)?

No problem! :)

Aries and Crase have each their own issues when not interacting with one another. They're both from my story that is still in progress called 'Celestial Spectrum' and the two have separate goals.

For context: Before the story begins, there are many events which triggers these highly energetic and catastrophic sources of power to be born and get scattered all throughout time and space. Aries belongs to a team sanctioned by the government of the main setting to help collect these elements (even though said team is lead by someone who is petitioning that all elements collected should actually be under more government restrictions instead of going to the people who actually know how to process them safely since they're immortal. it's all a big can of worms.) while also helping out those less fortunate, putting some band aids on other in galactic situations, smiling for the camera, helping her team leader without questioning them, etc.

Back to Aries and Crase- Crase is your typical Saturday Morning Villain that wants to take over the universe and do things by his own whims. He's been on the hunt to collect fallen star elements like the rest of the villains of the series but instead of ingesting them into himself like all the other bad guys he tends to fling them at any of his lackeys or a poor soul that passes by to do his bidding. Aries and her team have been called on many many many times to stop or stall his plans since his plots are small in scale. She gets to beat up Crase at least once a month but the code of conduct she has to follows is to not kill unless there is no other choice so he's always bound to come back with some revenge plot.

Not to spoil much about what eventually happens with the two but Crase really does like to push the envelope with his later plots...

[dreamnotefancures]

Story Care Time Pretty Cure

I originally wrote this for @salsasprecure during the Fancure Artfight (an unofficial Artfight for Pretty Cure Fanseries where you create whatever you want!). However, because the Fancure Artfight ended and I got pretty far on this fanfic I decided to make this a fanfic gift for Salsa.

Hope you like this Salsa! Also, be sure to check out Salsa’s stuff on @salsasprecure she has amazing art!

Also big thanks to @gigilefache for being my beta reader.

Enjoy!

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Mio was humming and skipping to meet her friends at the park. “What a lovely, sunny day!” Mio sang. With how gorgeous today was and how she and her friends have been busy fighting Careless, this was a perfect way to relax and recharge.

She had her whole day planned, first a picnic at the park with food provided by Tomoko, then checking out this new craft fair, ultimately ending the day with some crepes.

As Mio made it to the park, she heard rustling in the bushes. She turned around and shivered in fright. “Okay, Suzu. This isn’t funny! You can come out now.” Mio said.

However, to her surprise, it wasn’t Mio but a little swan. Mio was at awe at how cute and little she was, but saw something was up with it. The swan was little and wore a glistening crown and a multi-colored jewel necklace. Though it looked like the swan was injured by someone or something judging by the injuries the poor bird was limping from.

“You poor thing,” Mio whispered. “Who did this to you?”

The bird didn’t reply, just slowly opened her eyes and something flashed the second she saw Mio. The latter felt the same thing, almost like the two were destined to meet. Opening her bag, she took out a small handkerchief and wrapped the little swan to keep her safe before heading off to see her friends, hoping one of them could help the little bird.

Meanwhile, Tomoko, Suzu, and Fuaffu were sitting down on a bench with snacks in tow, just waiting for Mio to show up. . 

Suzu’s stomach rumbled as she let out a yell. “Where is Mio! I’m hungry!” She whined.

 Fuaffu’s stomach started to growl. “Me too…” She whined.

“I’m sure Mio is on her way.” Tomoko reassured her friends. Soon enough Mio came running and Tomoko smiled, “See she’s here.”

Suzu sighed. “Finally!”

Mio skidded holding on the handkerchief close. “Sorry I’m late.”

“Where have you been? We’ve been starving!” Suzu yelled.

Mio caught her breath and showed her friends the little swan that she held wrapped in her handkerchief. Suzu and Tomoko gasped in surprise. Fuaffu jumped on Suzu’s shoulder and gasped at the sight of the swan's injuries. She then felt the same odd spark the swan and Mio felt earlier.

“I found her injured on my way over here,” Mio explained.

Tomoko looked at the bird and saw that there was nothing broken and that the bird needed rest and food. “The poor thing.” She whispered. “What happened to them?”

“I don’t know. I found her like this and I figured I'd bring her here. I thought maybe you guys would know what to do.”

Tomoko held her hand out as Mio put the bird into her friend's hands. Tomoko examined the bird and saw the injuries on her. “She looks a bit bruised, and maybe hungry.” Tomoko examined a little more. “Looks like it’s nothing serious, but let’s keep her with us for now, if she doesn’t improve we can take her to the Tenderheart Veterinarian after this.”

“Okay!” Suzu and Mio agreed. Mio picked up the handkerchief and wrapped it around the wing of the swan. “For now, until we get you proper help.”

The swan smiled and snuggled up close. “Thank you.” She whispered. Mio paused and looked down at the swan who rested beside her. She looked at her friends who were already opening snacks and eating. Weird I thought I heard something. Mio shrugged and went to eat with her friends.

The group ate, all they could do was stare at the swan. The four nodded in silent agreement and handed a small snack to the little swan. The swan looked up and slowly ate the snack in Fuaffu’s paw. Her eyes sparkled as she ate the rest of what was offered to her. “So good!” The swan beamed. Soon the swan turned into a puff of smoke and appeared human.

The swan’s human form was of a young girl with blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. She wore a long red floral dress with puffy sleeves and over the dress was a white apron and brown shoes.

Mio and her friends stared in shock as the swan girl landed on the seat looking happy and healthy. “Thank you!” She beamed.

The girls couldn’t utter a word. Sure they’re Pretty Cure, and have seen some wacky things on their adventures, but this was the first time they saw a swan fairy turn into a human. “Y-you're human!” Suzu shouted.

The swan nodded. “I’m Dottie by the way! It’s nice to meet you.” She beamed.

Mio smiled and shook Dottie’s hand. “I’m Sasaki Mio!” She replied. “And these are my friends; Yoshida Suzu, Shimizu Tomoko, and Fuaffu.” When Mio introduced her friends they each gave a wave to the swan girl. Dottie smiled and waved back to Mio’s friends.

“So Dottie, what happened to you?” Tomoko asked.

Dottie frowned as she recalled her memories. “Well I was visiting here and suddenly this monster attacked me. I was too weak from traveling so I went in my swan form to get away.” She explained.

“What monster?” Suzu asked.

Suddenly, the girls heard screaming from a distance and went over to its source. The group got up and saw a Careless attacking a group of civilians at the park. Suzu let out a frustrated yell. “COME ON! ON OUR RELAXING DAY?” She yelled.

“Relaxing day or not! We have to defeat this Careless.” Fuaffu said.

Suzu sighed. “Fine.” She and her friends pulled out their transformation items and transformed.

With love and care, Pretty Cure Heart Activation! 

A Rainbow of encouragement, Cure Cheer!

Energetic playfulness, Cure Shine!

The Dreams of the Stars, Cure Wish!

Care!! Pretty Cure!

Dottie’s eyes glistened as she gasped in delight seeing Mio and her friends as the Pretty Cure. “Let’s go!” Cure Cheer beamed. Her team members nodded and went off to fight the Careless.

The monster took notice at the three Care Precure and a fight ensued. Cure Cheer jumped up and did some cheerleader flips before going in with a powerful kick.

Cure Shine and Cure Wish then came in throwing punches and kicks on the Careless before blocking their attacks and pushing them away. Cure Shine and Cure Wish used a wall to protect themselves from crashing. Then going back in and throwing a few more punches.

Cure Cheer came by quickly and swooped in to attack by throwing punches. The Careless was about to knock out Cure Cheer, but the pink cure made her pom poms appear and used them as a shield, blocking the punch. She then used the pom poms as punching gloves, but the Careless found an opening and knocked Cheer down.

Cure Shine and Cure Wish came in and started to attack the monster by throwing even more kicks and punches, but the Careless knocked them away, crashing into Cure Cheer.

The three pretty cure groaned as the Careless marched over them. Before the Careless could strike the final blow, the monster was kicked in the face and knocked to the other side of the park. The Care cures were in confused shock, wondering where the mighty kick came from.

“Look!” Cure Wish exclaimed. She pointed at another Pretty Cure in the distance. 

This Pretty Cure had long blonde hair with a peach ombre, a part of her hair tied to a bun, feather hair pieces, and a crown. She wore a pale blue dress with a pink ribbon on the front with a swan shaped bottle in the middle, gold accents, and white feather sleeves complimented with a feather skirt on the bottom. She sported white wings on the back of her outfit, white arm bands, and blue toe shoes with little wings on them.

“Is that?” Cure Shine asked.

“A Pretty Cure?” Cure Cheer finished.

The new Pretty Cure glared at the monster. “I won’t let you attack this world, or my new friends.” She promised.

The Careless growled. The new Pretty Cure was able to dodge and fly missing on all of the Careless attacks. The Care Pretty Cure team were in awe seeing how agile the Pretty Cure was.

Not wanting to keep missing for any longer, the Careless went for a punch, but the mysterious pretty cure used her legs to block it before kicking the monster away and causing it to knock down a few trees.

“Now finish it! Care Pretty Cure!” The mysterious cure commanded.

The Care Pretty Cure team nodded and got ready to do their finisher attack.

“With Great Care… Pretty Cure, Purify Blast!” 

A multi-colored blast filled with hearts and stars came flying out and purified the Careless. The Pretty cure sighed and collapsed on the ground relieved they were able to stop the monster in time.

“Thank you for your help!” Cure Cheer beamed.

“No problem. I’m Cure Crown by the way.” She introduced herself.

Cure Cheer’s eyes lit up as she shook Cure Crown’s hand. “I’m Cure Cheer! It’s nice to meet you!” She beamed in reply.

Cure Crown smiled as the two Pretty Cure let go of their hands. “Well I wish you luck Cure Cheer,” Cure Crown said before flying off into the sky.

“Same to you, Cure Crown,” She replied as she went back to her civilian form. “Same to you.”

 Cure Shine and Cure Wish transformed back into their civilian forms and smiled seeing Cure Crown leave. Fuaffu jumped up in Tomoko’s arms and looked up at the duo. “You know, she did look familiar.”

“How so?” Suzu asked.

“You mean that she looked like Dottie?” Tomoko answered.

“Yep!” Fuaffu replied, but soon her and Suzu’s eyes widened as they faced the green cure. “Wait, how did you know!”

“Because,” Mio spoke up, causing the trio to look at the leader. “I felt it. The second I saved Dottie I felt this weird connection. I didn’t know what it was, but now I know.” Her friends smiled and walked over to her as they looked up at the sky. “It makes you wonder if there’s more Pretty Cure out there of all kinds.”

Fuaffu put her paws on Mio’s hands. “Who knows Mio? Who knows.”

[rat-with-coffee]

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my fav warriors oc :) here's the whole damn description i put on artfight:

Mallowtail is pretty skinny, like most of WindClan, and has a triangular face. She has a small scar on her left ear and another on her right side from time as a warrior. She lives in the Lake Territory several generations after canon cats. She's a young adult while one of Tigerlily and Emberspot's kits, Shadestar, leads ThunderClan. Mallowtail had a littermate who died young (Firekit) and has a brother from a later litter, Calicopelt, who's one of those very rare calico/tortie males.

So Mallowtail was a WindClan warrior for several moons before StarClan sent signs to make her the next medicine cat. Mallowtail became a medicine cat apprentice, but was furious because she wanted to be a warrior. Her first med cat mentor was Gorsepelt (pale ginger-yellow tom) of WindClan, but he died during her apprenticeship. So she received the rest of her training from Redpool (dark ginger tom), one of ThunderClan's medicine cats. During her medicine cat apprenticeship and the first few moons of her life as a full medicine cat, Mallowtail is involved in a prophecy. She uses her medicine cat status and determination to unite cats from all the clans to successfully fend off an undecided threat.

Other cats expect Mallowtail to have a close connection to StarClan because she’s both WindClan and a medicine cat, but for a while she harbored an anger for them because she had to leave her life as a warrior. Eventually, Mallowtail comes to love being a medicine cat because it means new adventures and more freedom to roam between territories, but she’s also fully trained in fighting and less peaceable than the typical medicine cat. She believes in StarClan, but doubts their power and their choices more than most.

During this time in the clans' history, it's ok for medicine cats to have a family as long as they're not the sole medicine cat of their clan (although others often look down upon medicine cats with mates or kits). Mallowtail is bi but never takes a mate. She has unrequited feelings for Twoface (WindClan tortoiseshell she-cat), but Twoface is with her brother, Calicopelt. Twoface and Calicopelt never have kits because he's infertile.

Mallowtail is also close to Icepool, the first kit she helped deliver. Mallowtail's only apprentice is Beepaw. She loves Beepaw and treats her well, but is a little jealous of how easily the young cat takes to her role. Beepaw really does want to be a medicine cat, but Mallowtail refuses to make her a full medicine cat until she loses a patient. After this happens, Mallowtail makes sure Beepaw still wants to continue and finally grants her the name Beeflight.

Mallowtail dies as a medicine cat, when she's senior-warrior-age. She probably dies defending another cat. Beeflight takes an apprentice after Mallowtail's death.

Her theme song is Angel With A Shotgun by The Cab! :P

[ronkeyroo]

Alright folks, so a few updates!

stuffs gotten bad over my side the past few weeks, alot of things piled up upon existing stress while the most pressing being my financial situation after all of the expenses taking care of my illness ;; I’ve been thinking up a better plan for managing a situation where I can both still work and restabilize without compromising my own existing projects or recovery so I’m gonna be setting up a steady workflow routine to ensure I do enough of both under a select amount of hours a day!

I’ll set up a small post of sketchy headshot commissions (Prices range between 65$-100$) after finishing the one I have remaining in my queue , as well as include a little donation section to anyone who wishes to tip me for my art shenanigans! ♥

On another note, after returning from a wonderful vacation celebrating my partner @juleteon​  ‘s birthday, I’m finally back online with some more brewing content~ 👀 There’s been alot of art in the working, lots of shippy stuff, artfights and giftarts as well as a part two for my latest comic! (Which broke my own heart and is a MUST to continue for a better ending or else ill impload gfjgdn) ON TOP OF A COUPLE MORE WOLF TWIN ARTWORKS I PLAN ON TURNING INTO PRINTS so we can all have our sexy werewolf people decorating our walls if we want to, it can really help me out financially as well so itd be cool to just, indulge in the effort to create something to serve the community and get some good septim on the side! Regardless, i just have alot to share and hype with you folks and im happy that im picking myself back up despite feeling so low earlier ;;

Lastly, thank you so incredibly much for everyone who reached out to me those days, who encouraged me when i was hurting and who hyped/rooted over my art these days ;_;) I never imagined coming back to tumblr will sprout such a wave of ongoing joy, friendships, and wonderful interactions...Thank you so much! Lets all get through whatever hardships we face on the way with the power of stubborn determination, plenty of rest, strategic resources, aND CAKED UP HANDSOME SKYRIM WEREWOLF MENNNNNNNN WHOOOOOOOOO---

[themysticmayo]

Oh my Is this an oc I see Soo do you guys know what artfight is? It's a yearly event where people are sorted into teams and draw each other's characters essencially. So I decided I wanted to participate and started fleshing out some ocs! So this is Maya. I’ll paste her backstory here but feel free to read it over at her artfight page (artfight.net/character/405636.maya).

“Once a witch, Maya reincarnated as a tired and mute water spirit. She constantly feels the need to manifest in a physical form, but isn't able to maintain it for too long, eventually turning back into a small body of water. Although prone to loneliness, she starter resting in a small village by the sea, having gained her name from one of the villagers. One day, though, she started having flashes of her past life, and eventually decided to travel around to find out what happened to her during her time as a mortal. With her constant fatigue and unstable form, however, her journey might be a bit harder than she'd initially thought.“

Expect some more art of this sweetheart! I'm also working on another character from the same universe but that'll take a while, still

why do I have a feeling my current tumblr theme will hate me posting all of these at the same time

[bitchfitch]

babylon artfight resource

as you can tell i play it Very fast and loose with this boy, just get the color pallet right and your good.

an excerpt from one of the things ive written with him:

Why isn't he looking? The man there in the very back of this dingy little tavern with his nose in that massive old book. Nobody ever ignores him when he plays, so how is this man Not Looking?

Babylon sings a little louder, bows his violin while forcing a bit more of his natural charm in along side every note. This rest of this little inn was looking, smiling dazedly as they danced and sang along to songs they didnt know they knew, songs they would forget as soon as he stopped playing. It wasn't often he let himself do this, playing in front of people who weren't guarded against him, but he needed the coin, and this town needed someone to come steal away their troubles for just one night.

But why isn't That one paying him any attention? Even when Babylon wasn't trying to charm people, his music still stole wills easier than he took wallets. It was something innate about him that did it. Nobody without some form of protection could resist him.

And yet, even now as his own feet begin to hurt and his voice grew strained, that man hadn't looked at him once. He's not deaf, Babylon saw him turn in response to the waiter talking to him. He doesn't seem to be protected in anyway, usually when his magic brushed against countercharms it felt like dragging his nails down a chalk board, but he felt nothing of the sorts from the man. He just seemed completely and wholly unaffected.

That was… Interesting.

He let the final note taper off as he came to a stand still. The tavern goers clapped, the applause tapering off as they blinked their momentary confusion out of their heads. Some might realize they had been charmed, most don't, and no one caused a fuss about it tonight, that he could be greatful for.

If Babylon was a wise man, he would take his earnings and leave, return to his home in the attic of a different tavern. The glorious one that sat in the center of their bustling capital, that wasnt at all like this one here in the very back of a town litteraly called Dead End.

But he wasnt a wise man, he was a curious one with a stranger to try and figure out.

Babylon decided he didn't quite feel like being tactful, and slid into the booth seat across from the stranger. Before he was even fully settled the man spoke without looking up from his book.

"Your playing was beautiful," He had a strangeness to his voice, his tone was flat and it didn't sound quite right coming from his mouth, too deep, too… Something that Babylon couldn't name,

"Thank you," Babylon smiled, nobody ever remembered what he sounded like after he had finished playing. Which was a shame, he'd spent so long cultivatimg his skills that it always felt like such a waste when he could play as horribly as he wanted to and still have everyone who heard bending to his will. But he was still proud of everything he'd worked to learn, "To be honest I kinda thought you weren't enjoying the performance," He cocked his head, "I'm curious whats in that book that kept your attention,"

The man was quiet for a moment, he was so still, his eyes didn't move in his skull and his skin had a sickly yellow tint to it. Definitely not anything he was trying to be, Babylon concluded. He shouldn't fimd comfort in the fact that he wasnt the only one trying to hide a monstrous face behind that of a half elf's, though he felt he was definitely doing a better job at it.

Finally the man spoke, "I liked it a lot," he said simply, "I didn't want to stare, so I kept my head down,"

something pinged in the back of Babylon's mind. Oh, the man was Lying, he wanted to stare. Of all the boons he got out of his wretched deal, this one was always the most useful, "Is that so? I don't mind being stared at if I'm being honest, I actually like it quite a bit. I don't think I could be a performer otherwise,"

"People do not like it when I look directly at them. The bar keep said it was creepy," The man said truthfully, still apparently giving his full attention to the book in front if him,

"I want you to look at me," Babylon started, if his music couldn't charm this stranger maybe something a little more direct could? and if it couldn't… well the very thought of that made his heart race. "You're… Interesting and I think I want to figure you out," he purred, flirting always worked for him, hopefully it would work here,

The man finally looked up and imeaditly Babylon understood why people didn't like him looking at them. His eyes were just wrong, too still and slightly glazed, not wet enough, and the iris was a strange greenish silver. But, it didn't feel like the stranger was looking at him, more like he had already been looking. How hadn't Babylon noticed that before? How long has this stranger been focused on him, and how was he faking not being focused on him so perfectly?

"Oh, you really should keep your chin up more," Babylon started, "Its a shame to hide such a handsome face," he said, it was true, the stranger was handsome if you didn't count his stranger features, a strong jaw and sharp cheek bones with a nose that had a cute crookedness to it, thick lips that weren't quite red enough to look alive, and long stringy black hair that had a pretty wave to it,

Something loud crashed outside, like a tree falling over behind the tavern. The sound sent everyone besides the stranger jumping half out of their skins as he closed his book and hurriedly stuffed it in his jacket, "I think I need to go,"

Babylon wasn't fully back to himself yet, loud noises always sent him on guard, when he reached a hand out to snag the stranger by the sleeve, "Sorry, sir," he apologized, "Was I coming on too strong? Come on. sit back down and give me another shot" he tried to smirk but that feeling of being watched only grew, like he truly, Finally, had the entirety of the stranger's attention, whatever that might mean.

"No- Uh, Good bye," the stranger said, pulling away without a hint of elaboration as he set a fast pace to the back door of the tavern. Not running, or walking, more lumbering and shuffling. Like maybe he wasn't quite used to have legs under his considerable size, tall and broad shouldered with a deep barrel chest and thick arms and legs.

Babylon watched him go, tapping his nails on the old wood of the table as he did. He'd have to meet that guy again someday. He'd never found someone completely immune to him before. People were always at least tempted to follow along with what he asked, but the stranger, the one with the dead eyes and the desire to look at him, he seemed so unaffected. Or at least he wasn't charmed in the slightest by him.

Babylon tried to suppress the fluttering feeling in his chest. This was it. his first chance at maybe being able to befriend someone who wasn't being coerced into liking him.

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The next time he decided he would venture into that little no name tavern, Babylon chose to wear a different face. That wasn't unusual, it was safer for him if no one could ever recognize him. What was unusual was the amount of effort he had had to put into making this one. He wanted to make sure that stranger wouldn't look away from the moment he entered. Normally that wouldn't be hard for him, he had a nack for guessing what others found beautiful, but the stranger was a complete mystery. No inkling of what he may like came drifting to the surface.

Still, Babylon tried and tried until he found something right. Small and dainty like how he'd gone last time hadn't been enough to catch his eye, so maybe tall, with a good amount of muscle. Babylon thought about the men who worked the docks down by the lake, they could be a good example for this. He'd borrow the sandy blond waves of one of them too while he was at it, and the wide puppy dog brown eyes of that little cleric that had started following him and his sisters. A beard came next, a few shades darker than his hair and just long enough to round out his jaw.

He looked in his pocket mirror, this face was handsome, the black stretch fabric he favored for his clothing clung to the broad chest and strong thighs in a way even an eunuch would appreciate. He was good at making handsome faces for others to enjoy, but this one didn't sit right. It wasn't what he needed it to be. Maybe…

He let his curves soften and his chest grow, let the beard dissipate until he looked like the former faces sister, still strong and broad, but feminine and beautiful instead of handsome.

He sighed, this was worse. It wasnt farther from what the stranger would want, but he didn't know What about it was wrong. It wasn't the femininity, that he felt certain of.

He fwumped back onto his mattress with a heavy sigh as he let his disguise drop. He hadn't been able to get that stranger out of his head in the entire three weeks since he saw him. This was the first free afternoon he had had in that entire time, and here he was wasting it by not being able to guess at what that stranger would like.

It was frustrating.

It was infuriating.

but most of all it was invigorating. He Didn't have a little window into this stranger's head like he did with everyone else. He was just as lost as any other man trying to catch the eye of a stranger at the bar.

The trap door that lead up into this shared room was shoved open with a loud clang as Tamm, one of his two sisters, pulled herself up without even bothering with the ladder. She huffed a greeting before pulling that cleric up after her. He yelped and stammered when she set him on the floor beside herself.

"Thought you were going out tonight Babs," Tamm said, she gave him a look that definitely meant she wanted some alone time with the cleric,

"I'll be out in a moment, just having a crisis," He huffed, he sat up and tried to ignore the hurt that always came when the cleric flinched everytime he saw him without a disguise. Babylon didn't think he was That ugly, certainly grotesque, but in a pretty way if he did say so himself,

"Go have a crisis somewhere else please," Tamm said, "I promised to teach nerd lord how to sword fight,"

"And you need to be alone in our room for that? I'm pretty good with a sword, maybe I could help teach him?" Babylon scrunched up his nose at her, he Knew what she really wanted to show him, he'd seen the way they'd been making eyes at each other, but he Really Really wished he didn't,

"Babs-" she started, but he waved a dismissive hand as he got up and grabbed his violin,

"Yeah Yeah, I'm going Tammsy. Make sure shorty wraps up, I'm not ready to be an uncle," He goaded before dropping through the trap door and into the hall below. The door slammed shut above him and he heard the latch lock shut, "Don't Eat Him!" Babylon shouted, and snickered when he heard her groan through the ancient wood.

He straightened out his clothes before taking on the face he'd tried out before, the more masculine one just because he didn't want to have to remember to respond to a different set of pronouns. It still wasn't perfect, but it would do.