#aurum draws stuff

[aurum-cat]

it's 2 am

you can commission me on ko-fi <3

[aurum-cat]

I didn't have time to finish him fully but his outfit is loosely based on Stańczyk as you can probably tell fjdhdjd

The first design

Happy Halloween! 😈

[starmonsterrr]

Introducing: Undertale self-insert #102480125 (Version 1.0)

HELLO HELLO SO I KNOW I HAVE TO CATCH UP WITH INKTOBERTALE BUT SHUSH I NEED TO INTRODUCE IO'S "CREATOR" COUNTERPART!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

If you haven't already read the introduction post of my primary Undertale 'sona' i advice you to do so. here's the link to it

DRRRRRRRRRUMMMROLLLLLLL

NOTE: THE REF NEEDS TO BE UPDATED

THIS THANG TOOK LIKE FOREVER TO FIGURE OUT BUT NOW I AM FREE FROM THE PAIN

Now it's time to explain the physics of this hhh

Aurum doesn't live inside the UTMV, but rather, exists as a creator for it, and lives in the fandom itself. That "fandom" location functions as a realm that allows for creativity from beings living in our world to brew and develop further to then take form in the UTMV itself, and is also where Creators can interact with eachother, no matter the distance.

Aurum cannot interact directly with the UTMV, but, due to being a Creator, is able to craft things and characters that live within it.

To do this, she requires a quill that it takes with itself wherever it goes. It functions as an outlet for her creative abilities.

I've also been thinking of the possibility of its soul being that quill, due to how tightly Aurum is connected to her creativity, but it might take me a bit to figure out the specifics for that.

In addition to creativity, Aurum is also able to spectate the works of other Creators, and of course, interact with said fellow Creators, but it can take her a bit to get out of it's shell.

Aurum tends to add quite an amount of detail to its work. While it has tried various artistic outlets, the one in which she excels the most is drawing, animation and writing, especially the earlier 2, as those are the hobbies it has been practicing since it has memory.

It also happens to be quite the extra-clever being. (extra clever earthbound spirit ghost in the form-)

It struggles with issues from a past fandom she used to mostly create for, and is trying to recover by 'pushing away shame', as it would word it. It also appears to have a particular dislike of what is known as cringe culture.

That scarf it wears? Just as the ref sheet says, it provides safety, but it also helps somewhat at covering up her neck scar that comes from a far older thing that happened. The scar may sometimes bleed when Aurum feels unsafe or as if it has 'slipped up creatively'.

Some bonus trivia:

Aurum's blood is gold! I made it like that because i myself have RH Null blood, which is also known as the....golden blood type.

It's design is inspired by the silver fox because I just recently found out it is one of my kintypes. And also because i have a tendency to represent myself online as a fox.

And the 'draconic' stuff? Dragon kintype, though that is covered by Io.

Speaking of, Aurum is the being that puppeteers Io.

INK FANGIRL INK FANGIRL INK FANGIRL

To add on the thing from above, this thing collects Ink images to survive.

probably has a little room full of simpy stuff

it's like a dragon hoard maybe

Aurum is meant to be in the autistic spectrum, as i myself am autistic!

I got the name Aurum from "Au", which is the periodic table of elements's symbol for gold. And y'know.... AUs! Aurum is a Creator! Doesn't that tie together nicely?

Yes, the scarf that it's wearing is a recreation of Ink's scarf.

Aurum first started as an arctic fox but then started getting covered in ink over time from drawing and drawing and drawing a lot, so it's basically identical to an actual silver fox.

Aurum sometimes stands on 2 legs, usually when interacting with other Creators.

I believe that's all i can think of right now, now off i go to catch up with Inktobertale. I may also do asks for Aurum when i take breaks! (AND I JUST REMEMBERED I MADE A SIDE BLOG TO RP AS IO HHHHH I GOTTA GET IT READY)

Later on i'll make a masterpost with the links to both Io and Aurum's posts

[onepiecepositivityproject]

@album-aurum

I was digging for some low quality Imu arts, but found gold. Your humour is something otherworldly and, if you count the fact that you mostly draw unpopular (at least in Tumblr) characters, it creates something unique and really-really outstanding. Plus it's also fun to sometimes read stuff in a language I'm actually good at)))

I hope you continue going your artsy ways. Wish you all the best!

[corvidarcana]

I’m sitting here imagining Aurum as an actual published book and suddenly I get hit with a few thoughts.

-What do you imagine your little “About the Author” blurb saying? I think it’d be funny/cool if you put “writing Sonadow fanfics” as a hobby or something. Like

(Your Real Name)

[Your name] is blah blah blah personal info that I don’t have about you something something something. Some of their hobbies include writing Sonadow fanfiction, trying to leave the Sonic fandom and failing, and posting funny stuff on Tumblr.

-I think you should put the fact that this awesome book started out as a freaking Sonadow story ye posted to AO3 somewhere. Maybe in the Author’s Notes? Fun thing to think about.

-Are you going to draw cool cover art (and maybe story illustrations) yourself? Or do you think you’ll get someone else to do it? Or will you just not use art at all?

Sorry that this is so long. I just needed to put my thoughts somewhere. Know that whatever you decide to do, your Tumblr fanbase will be here for you! (At least, I’m assuming that these people would support you. Because why else are they here?) I personally would do anything I can to help. So if you need cheering up or something just post! Take care 💖💖💖💖

“Trying to leave the sonic fandom and failing” LMAOOO I CANT BELIEVE IM BEING CALLED OUT LIKE THIS 😂😂😂

ahahaha nah goofs aside, i havent really thought abt what i’d put in a bio— though i will admit i’m not at all eager to have this story be associated with its origins as a sonic fanfic fjsjfjs. I know it’s probably inevitable, rumor will get around. but i think like i’d be a little… idk, embarrassed? To have that association attached to my name as an author? 😅 I want my work to be professional and to be taken seriously.

As for cover art, I don’t have a concrete plan at the moment but I kinda think I’d commission someone else to do it! Like, sure, i could save money and do it myself, and it’s entirely possible i’ll end up doing that to keep my budget lower, but i do like the idea of giving someone else a basic overview of the story & maybe some basic composition ideas and letting them design something. It’s something i’ve got plenty of time to think about, haha ^^

Thank you for the questions!! ✨

[wingbeat-system]

Time to break the ice.

This will be a personal blog. Something between a space to reblog stuff and a diary. Or whatever anyone wants to make of it. None of my business /hj

General Info

We're currently 21, accept they/them as a collective pronoun, and will respond to Wingbeat. Our system discovery happened summer 2017, but everything went quiet around 2018. Rediscovery happened late 2022.

We're largely syscourse neutral. We did that whole thing the first time round and would rather stay out of it.

Alter info under the cut. Probably more to be added as time goes on.

Most of the following info is also kept on our carrd, but here it is on tumblr as well.

Noki - Host - Any/All

Known for certified host moments (tm), they will have denial episodes on occasion. This is normal and will pass when someone else kicks them out of front.

They are otherwise known for drawing, enjoying wynncraft, and trying to keep track of system mapping.

Eve but to the right.

Eve - Co-Host - Any/All

Noki but to the left. Softspoken.

Loves Robins.

Mara - Co-Host - She/They

Known for her perfectionism, she usually takes over during work hours and occasionally to do chores.

Loves skirts and bows.

Tabby - Co-Host - She/It

Known for being the local catkin.

Loves her cat naps

Blue - Protector - She/It

Lives by rule of funny.

Sunny - Denial Denier - They/She

Known for fronting when Noki (or anyone) goes into denial as proof it's real. Generally done with everyone's shit

Loves daisies.

Zeta - Caretaker - She/Her

Caretaker of the emotional side of things. Typically internal, but very active. System mom.

Loves purple and shiny things.

Ingo - Fictive - He/Him

Extremely shy.

Oran - Symptom Holder - It/He

Speaks in a truncated form of English and is shy about it.

Venus - Caretaker - She/Her

Caretaker of the physical side of things

Loves autumn

Aurum - Morale - They/Them

Another system shitposter. Won't let their memes be dreams

Luxa - Happiness - She/Her

Bliss in an alter

Rhya - Former Host - She/He

Took over during a previous job that we're no longer at. Very tomboyish

Kitty - Little - She/Her

Liebe - Symptom Holder - They/Them

Butterfly - Fragment? - It/They

[dalliansss]

Tagged by: @skaelds Thanks bby 🥰

Rules:

post the top 5 works you're most proud of that you released in 2022 (not necessarily your most popular)

your top 4 current WIPs that you're excited to release in the new year

your top 3 biggest improvements in your writing over the past year

your top 2 resolutions (ways you wish to improve your writing/blog) for the new year,

and your number 1 favorite line you've written this year!

FIVE WORKS

RED. The fic that catapulted me right back into the Silm fandom. Inspired by @sakasakiii ‘s comic [HERE]. Or, I hyperfixated on a sentence from canon as to why Maedhros was spared by Melkor.

There and Back Again. Quest for Silmaril AU. Originally only a what-if, to see what would butterfly effect if Finrod survived. But of course, Maedhros didn’t want to be left behind. Or, in which we discover how terrible Finrod is at names, and that if you want to disguise as orcs, you better have partymates who have been around orcs for ages. Enter Maedhros and Beren.

AURUM. Maedhros/Finrod is currently eating my brain. This one is part of my new Glissando series, and I love how the ‘summer in Valinor’ trope turned out.

Here, At the End of All Things. Inspired by Narya Flame’s work, What We May Become. Finrod and Caranthir is a beautiful thing to write. 

ON THE ORIGIN OF POODLE MOTHS IN AMAN. First collab work of mine in two decades. Wow. It’s fun to be working with another author, exchange and meld ideas. Also a mega one-shot at 22k+ words. Skaelds outdid herself and made me remember my prolific writing days in high school and college. Always an honor, thank you!

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TOP 4 WIPs

1) More Maedhros and Finrod shenanigans. 2) Oath-free, sane and dumb Turkafinwë Tyelkormo up to...stuff. 👀 3) Another collaboration work 

Just three. OMG. I am not as prolific as many writers. Adulting is hard, haha.

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TOP 3 IMPROVEMENTS

BRUH. Bruh I’m drawing a blank. Idk. 🤣

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TOP 2 Resolutions

1) Try to regain my livelier descriptive tendencies from when I was younger? Idk 2) Actually try to beta my work. Lmao. Glorious typos.

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FAVORITE LINE:

It was a triple enchantment, sorcery the likes of which would never be seen again in Middle Earth in its combinations, intricacy and complicated spell work. The first layer was woven by Finrod Felagund: an enchantment of blessing, protection, shelter and strength. The next layer was woven by Luthien Tinuviel: in the art of the Maiar combined with the sorcery of the Sindar, spell work taught to her by Melian the Maia and her father Thingol: concealment, disguise, deception, secondary protection, shelter and strength. The last layer was made by Maedhros Feanorion: sorcery taught to him by both Morgoth and Sauron, concealment, disguise, deception and strength. They had agreed that his enchantments should serve as the first layer, so to deceive the inhabitants of Angband, the eyes that watch across the Anfauglith, so they may more successfully pass undetected. 

-- There and Back Again, chapter 6, Into the Dark We Go Singing

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Tagging: @eternal-fear @vishapsking @pearlescentpearl @antares0606

[artsyaurum]

Midas E. Aurum, 1-Year Redraw

I has been a whole year now that I’ve been a part of the Artist community here and I want to say thank you; to everyone who’s helped me and all the friends I’ve made.

I’m so happy to be here and I will continue to make art about the things I love. I still amaze myself at how much progress I’ve made over the year; I never thought I’d get better but here I am now. With all of you guys.💛

(This picture attached is my real first drawing from a year ago.)

I want to add that at the current moment I have no access to my IPad so it may be awhile till I post art again after this. 😔 But if you miss me too much just look at my old stuff on here and older stuff on Instagram.💛

Thank you again!

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[conscharacterscentralised]

Yo, who wants to see some old art I did for the Operation Peridot universe?

Literally only found this today and added it to my physical sketchbook! It’s from an older draft of OP, entitled the agency. Initially, Caleb and Callum had each other’s names, hence why Caleb here is called Callum. I think I switched them because of The Owl House? Idk can’t remember. But I found an old notes document which had some interesting trivia on it. Mainly, corruption could only manifest via damage or destruction of an Iridium Orb, and while that’s still the way that most corrupted monsters occur, it’s more naturally occurring due to stress.

Characters were slightly different. Caleb (here Callum) was going to have the monikers “Agate” and “Fore”, agate for his differently coloured body and fore for being the fourth member of the team. Mina (here going by the name Kim) had the moniker “Argenium”, a reference to silver. Jason (who didn’t have a name change) also had a moniker: “Amber”. Maribel had her usual now, “Aurum”. Also Lewis didn’t exist back here, which low-key kinda sucks, he’s a cool guy who deserves more.

Of course there were some design differences. Mostly with Caleb, as his hair is a lot neater. I’m also sure I drew him initially with his other hand corrupted but I’m terrible when it comes to which side is which (I’m fairly sure I’ve mixed them up in the art I’ve posted here! Which is a whoops). He also had a covering for it in public, which I’m fairly sure he still has, albeit I don’t draw it much.

Another quick fun fact about Peridot’s development: Mina and Maribel weren’t initially created for it. They were spare OCs I made for Super Smash Broa, specifically a representation of the two singers of Lifelight (Mina was the Japanese singer, Maribel the English one. Irony here is that Mina is Korean and Maribel is from Latin America). I’m fairly sure Caleb spun off from a similar concept with the corruption via Iridium Orbs, except it was with the Master Core… so that’s something.

Oh! And the whole focus on memory and Iridium Orbs comes from a (now scrapped) storyline featuring Iridium Pearls, which hold painful and/or traumatic memories that a field team have to look after.

So tl,dr: old art, old concepts, smash bros and owl house. I haven’t even watched Owl House and it affected my stuff. Thanks Dana :)

[heirofnepeta]

Funky pinned post y'all!

Some info about me, Eowynn!

I'm Eowynn, and my deadname is private now, sorry not sorry.

You may also call me Amity, Vea, Nepeta, or Wynn!

I'M A FUCKING MINOR DONT SEND ME WEIRD SHIT PLEASE

I am using She/Her pronouns.

I'm a bi trans girl!

I am part of and am fully supportive of anyone in the LGBTQ+ community. If you've got a problem with that then you can go eat some wolfsbane.

I am a furry and support the furry fandom, but not that small part of the fandom that is very loud about certain things.

If you ask me to draw Karkat Vantas from Homestuck I WILL oblige with much happiness!

If I reblog stuff with spoilers I probably wont tag it with spoilers just be warned.

I'm in Tennessee but this place is the most mediocre place I hate it.

I have a side blog for my art. @eowynns-art-n-things

I have a side blog for writing. @wynns-writing-n-updates

I have a side blog that's a journal of a character I've made. @ace-latros-journal

My pokemon blog is @two-gay-mons theyre a gay shiny sneasel couple <3

And if you wanna rp with my ocs, you can talk to them at @wynn-is-here

Homestuck blog is @aurum-goddess

You can try to find my wizard blog lol.

I've got an ask game here:

Feel free to ask me about anything! Questions about me, the world, or anything else are greatly appreciated!

I'd love to talk, so message me or ask me anytime you'd like! Just note that I'm in Central Daylight Time so check the time difference please!

If you wanna be friends, here is my steam profile, I've got a steam group for tumblr friends.

I am no man.

Finally, I make stuff n' things sometimes.

That's all i hope you have a nice day, bye!

[aurum-cat]

Finally done! Krakowiak Miku! As ya'know, I'm from Kraków dsfffsd

you can commision me on ko-fi <3

Close up undercut:

[aurum-cat]

Sending him into the world ⊹࣪˖

...inside his cozy home.

//ready to be asked questions! 🥀

[x-infernhoes-x]

🌸✨𝐈𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐦 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐭, 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬✨🌸

❝Fire tests gold, suffering tests brave men.❞

It's the motto of the Prometheus Society.

This is part of a Latin quotation from Roman Stoic philosopher and statesman, Seneca. It reads in full "ignis aurum probat, miseria fortes homines", in English translation, "as gold is tempered by fire, so strong men are tempered by suffering". The meaning is that to become pure gold, the original gold-bearing ore must go through the tempering process of fire; the analogy being that for a man strong in spirit, adversity and suffering are the tempering agents necessary to refine his character and bring out his true potential.

Hi! Welcome to my blog! My name’s Eunice but please call me En! I mostly write for fun! As my header states, I am 25, INTP, cis female who has ADHD, and my big three happens to be aquarius sun/scorpio moon/gemini rising. Though I do have a tendency to poof in and out, I usually lurk around tumblr reblogging stuff! I also do edits but its more or less just for personal fun and I occasionally draw. 

Most of the content found here on my blog happens to be self-shipping stuff and other wacky things that I just end up reblogging and stuff. The things I like are cats, coffee, aesthetics, comfortable clothing, hoodies, art and memes and there are other stuff that I don’t really like but I’m not going to address them. Everyone’s welcome at my blog, just give me a head’s up if you see something uncomfortable so I could delete it! Also if you’re a minor, please be careful, don’t be fooled by the soft aesthetic!

🍓SELF-SHIP MASTERLIST:🍓

Passione Files: En Flores aka Paella 'Ella' Visconti || FugoEn Relationship Lore

🍓Daybreak- P. Fugo [fluff/drabble]🍓

🍓Daylight- P. Fugo [drabble]🍓

🍓I Love You-P. Fugo [drabble]🍓

🍓Welcome to Passione- P. Fugo 🍓

🌀Condensed Milk- Yamato 'Matt' Ishida [drabble]🌀

🍓Fandoms I’m currently writing for as of 8/14/2021🍓

-Trese

-Digimon (Adventure/Frontier)

-BNHA (Soon)

-JJBA 

↳ Vento Aureo Masterlist [Of Love and Lust]

🍓TRESE MASTERLIST:🍓

Dominic x F! Reader [SMUT]- Dangerous Game

Basilio x Reader [SMUT]- She’s My Collar

Maliksi x Reader [ANGST]- Evermore, Pt. 1

Amie and Hannah x F! Reader- Merry Go Round of Life 

Dominic x F! Reader [SMUT DRABBLE]- God Is A Woman 

:) [DRABBLE]

DIGIMON ADVENTURE MASTERLIST:

Honeysuckle- Yamato “Matt” Ishida x Reader: A four-part series that takes place in Digimon Adventure: Last Evolution Kizuna! 

[1]  //  [2]  // [3]  //  [4]

🍓TRESE OC’S:🍓

Meet Kasimira!

Meet Elona!

🍓Places You Can Find Me In!🍓

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ao3: playfulTrickster

twitter: @x_infernhoes_x and @hotgrrlbummer

[wu-sisyphus-gang]

Motion Sickness Chapter 62

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I kicked my feet up and I watched the striper dance before me. I took a long draw on my packed pipe and since Aurum was doing it, I tossed some bills on the striper. Why the fuck not?

She bent down low in front of me in pretty white bottoms. She had pretty blue eyes besides and a frilly matching white top. She danced in front of Aurum and I and he poured me a drink.

I took it from him with grace and sipped on the alcohol slowly, though faster than I might normally.

"No word on your mustached man," he told me. "I've been keeping an ear to the ground about it and I haven't heard a thing. If only you'd seen his weapon, man. Then we'd have something to go off of."

I grunted and nodded. I took a swig of drink.

"Can I get something sugary up here for Neo? Girliest, sugariest drink you have in the house. All the better if it has ice-cream in it."

Neo hit me in the side but smiled. She didn't disagree.

"One fuzzy navel coming right up," Aurum called out to a wait staff member who was passing by on the second floor of his club. The man nodded and took the order. Like all of Aurum's waitstaff the man was good looking. Stand out in a crowd good looking. Almost hunter angel-like good looking.

Aurum owed me. For killing Tyrian. Neither of us said it but mass murderers are bad for business, they brought the wrong kind of attention. He was paying me off with drink and women a little. Or trying to. I was hard to buy off with such trivial things. I wasn't saying I couldn't be bought with it. That seemed like a bit much. And the dancer was beautiful with those baby-blues. She reminded me of my first crush a little.

I was good for his business because I was so dangerous. Keeping me happy was good for his business because I was so dangerous. It was a razor that might cut one of us but for now he was happy and I was happy so why not drink with one another and party while I waited for my information to come in?

I'd already paid for it by murdering some of his enemies and he'd probably tell me about it as soon as he knew something because Cinder Fall was another murderer who wasn't interested in the drug game or playing the game like I was.

"Cloud, I still don't have any news on the others you asked me to watch out for. Cinder Fall or Hazel Rainart."

"Cinder Fall is probably not her real name anyways. Plus she could be working through some other associates. Emerald Sustrai or Mercury Black."

"I'll keep an eye out for them all the same. Did you learn what you needed from Avalanche?"

"I did. The General's project wasn't so secret after all. Hard to keep everyone in on something that large quiet."

"Fair enough." He said without asking me more about the project. He probably didn't care to know the details so long as it didn't affect his business ventures. "Come with me. Try some hyper," he said. He was trying to buy me off with drugs as well. He'd hooked me up with more greens. I'd paid a little but it was discounted.

"I don't know that I should. I already have some psychosis. That's what the weed is for."

"Oh it's not so bad. Just an intense rush."

"Isn't it a pro-psychotic?"

"Maybe a little. I'm not a doctor. Try some, you'll be fine."

I shrugged my shoulders. Fuck it. Why not? What was the worst thing that could happen if I did? I'd become a murderer? That ship had sailed, thanks. I'd become involved in the drug game? A bit late, thank you. An alien goddess would seize control over my mind, again? Maybe. But I couldn't live in fear of Mother all the time.

He cut out a line of the stuff and showed me how to inhale it.

I did. I pulled deeply into my nostrils and up into my sinuses.

I leaned back as the powder filled my nose and dripped down my esophagus a little. It hit my brain fast and hard. Aurum had been right. It was intense.

And it was a rush. I was zooming. My brain strummed like it was endlessly hitting a high wiry note on an electric guitar with an amplifier. Volts coursed through my veins in my skull. My arteries seemed to be full of odd amps. Like I'd been shot in the head by some kind of electric gun.

Bugs wiggled their way around behind my eyes more intensely than ever. I just didn't care as I leaned back into my seat once more.

I swear I could almost hear mother's voice over the din of the music in The Den. But only just. It wasn't bad now that I thought about it. Just a dull whisper. Just some bitch talking to me like she owned me.

What else was new?

My leg was moving restlessly. I felt like I was about to jump out of my skin.

Neo sucked on a long blue bendy straw next to me and on impulse I nearly took it from her hands and threw it across the room. I reigned myself in, though. There was no reason to do that. I just needed to sit back and relax… relax… relax.

My brain seemed stuck in a loop and I repeated that over and over in my head like a mantra. Relax… relax… relax… why wasn't I relaxing?

I drank and smoked some more. I drank like I was thirsty and I smoked like my personal stash wasn't running a bit low before I'd bought some more.

It felt damn good to over indulge and crossfade myself as thoroughly as I could.

"Well you're handling it well," Aurum said. "That was your first time, no?"

"It is. Was. Whatever." My heart beat fast and my leg bounced. "I want to kill something. Is that normal?"

"Depends. For you, probably. You're a killer."

I nodded. That made sense. It was hot in all my clothes so I stripped my armor off and set it beside Neo and I on one of the long couches.

I sat back and watched the dancer before me work as my vision came in and out. Blackening and refocusing.

It beat a steady tide in rhythm with my heart.

"Though there is one man in town who I thought you should know about." Aurum told me. I wasn't sure how he was staying so fucking calm.

"Oh?" I asked.

"Name's Adam Taurus. Old White Fang member. He's another killer. Caused the SDC problems for years."

"Want me to kill him?" My voice was much more calm than I felt. My heart was racing. My head throbbed in time with the music in a pleasant way. My eyes felt like they were going to pop from their sockets.

"Maybe. He's the sort who is also bad for my business. Idealistic. Unwilling to compromise. And he paints the town red wherever he goes."

"I could go for a fight right about now. Not sure it's a good idea. Neo, your thoughts?" She shrugged at me, then she shook her head to the negative. Thank you for that contribution Neo. Enlightening. "We'll probably end up passing. I'll kill him for a favor if you change your mind."

"I just might take you up on that." Aurum took a long swig of his favorite amber drink.

I followed suit and found my glass empty. It was quickly refilled by a gorgeous young redhead with a staff shirt on and long legs.

I stared after her for a long time.

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I came down with a headache. "Neo would you get me a glass of water." I bemoaned from my bed in our shared motel space.

She obliged. Fetching the water, then she poured it right on my face.

"Ack! Neo. Gods damn it." I was awake now if nothing else.

I sat up in the bed. I spat water from my mouth. I stood up and got my own drink of water. Neo could be so unreliable.

"You're such a bitch, Neo." I told her over my throbbing headache. I palmed my forehead and over one of my eyes.

"Why I oughta," I said it like a complete sentence with no real heat.

She blinked at me innocently and her eyes switched colors. She fooled nobody with that.

She had a cigarette in her mouth, the smoke from it was filling our shady apartment.

I wasn't sure which drug that I had partaken in the night before that was killing me. It could have just been alcohol. It could have been hyper. Either way I was thirsty enough that when I downed a glass, I followed it up with two more.

I could scarcely remember the night prior. Other than a soft warm feeling that followed my memories about it. Too much drink. Too much weed. Too much of everything. I probably wasn't going to try hyper again. I crossfaded myself hardcore. I rubbed my eyes firmly.

I looked over at Neo and really took her in for the first time. She wasn't wearing a shirt and was just in her brassiere and a pair of pink panties. I took her milky cleavage in for a moment before I looked down at myself. I was totally naked.

"Did we…?"

She rolled her eyes at me. A smirk on her face as she did. She reached over with her cigarette and put it out on my chest, nice and slow. She grinned at my pain. Her breathing rushed a little as I hissed. The tips of her breasts hardened and I noticed that the burn she left there was not alone. It had company.

"Neo, I'm damn well serious." I tasted my own lips with my tongue a little. It tasted funny. Was that someone else's lipstick or was my mouth just fucked from drinks and hyper? It tasted like lipstick. Neo was wearing pink lipstick.

"Did we or didn't we?" She just turned and began putting the rest of her clothes on. She spun and twisted a curtain into place between our two sections of room and beds as she clothed herself.

"Neo!"

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She refused to answer me. In any capacity. She just left it as it was which was well within her personality but was more than a little obnoxious from my end. Fuck her.

Sex with a demoness or not, and I was trying hard not to think about that, I still had other business to attend to. Like heading over to Avalanche headquarters.

We rolled up on the bar with Neo's arms wrapped around my waist. She held herself nice and tight to me for the ride. The absolute… I mean honestly...

"Neo you little devil," I said to her, looking forward. Neither of us were wearing helmets. Little point when we were both hunters.

It was on me for getting black out drunk and giving her the opportunity to hold it over me. Forever.

Plus if I really did do it I had a lot to feel guilty about. Wherever little Ruby Rose was she wasn't enjoying another's company like that. She was probably shattered to pieces.

She was probably in a lot of pain over me. I had caused that. I didn't deserve to cause her pain. But I had anyway. It made my chest ache to think about. It made me feel worthless. More worthless, that is.

Guilt rose up in my mouth like bile and it whipped at me like a switch. I didn't much like to think about that. But by all accounts we were broken up. I had no idea when I would even see her again. We were shattered, me and her. So what did it matter if I did have sex with Neo? Evidently it mattered to me. I didn't want it to have happened. I regretted that I didn't know.

It meant that Yang was right about me. One way or another her older sister instincts had been on point. She'd been right to keep me away. For more than one reason, probably. That made me feel like shit.

It also meant disappointing Weiss. I had long wanted her approval for one reason or another. That hadn't exactly changed. Her affectionate dawn smile with her hair down reflected in my mind for a moment before I imagined her looking at me with a cold hard apathy like she had so many times before. And I grimaced at so many memories of asking her out.

Besides, I should feel guilty about what I had done to Ruby. She was probably off saving lives while I was taking them like some common criminal or something. We couldn't be more different. She was an angel and I was a demon.

And I wasn't about to talk to Neo about that. Or have a one way conversation with her, at any rate. As much as you could have a conversation with Neo. About all of this.

I walked up to the bar and opened the door with a jingle of bells. I tried to roll my shoulders and undo a kink in them I'd worked into the muscle the night before.

Jasper was up behind the bar, washing the counter down with a cloth.

"Oh, Cloud… you're back!"

"I promised to train you guys a little. Where's the others?"

"They're out for a minute. There's a big player in town. Adam Taurus. He's causing problems for the union and with the miner leaders like Dyne."

"Dyne?"

"Just Dyne. No last name. He's one of the old miner leaders. Been around since the old days of the White Fang. He was always outspoken about union action over taking up arms. Or at least he used to be. He hates the Schnee name, now. His daughter was injured in a mining accident recently. Bisque is worried about what he and Adam will get up to."

"This is the second time I'm hearing about Taurus."

"He's problems. At least for us. They're working up strikes, which is a good thing. But they also have the potential to get violent. People could get hurt. Bisque is trying to stop things from escalating."

"Yeah but you guys are fairly militant. Shouldn't you be on board with Taurus?"

"We always plan our operations around not killing people. People always die with Taurus on the job. Always. He's got a red streak a mile wide."

"Guess that's why Aurum might want me to kill him. Not willing to play ball. And Wenge?"

"Leading a strike. Avalanche needs to stay involved in all of this if we want to be a player at all. I'm just holding down the fort because somebody needs to be looking after the bar. People might come by and have questions for us about the strike. We have to stay on top of information."

"Need me to kill Taurus?" I asked.

"You think you can pull it off? I know you're good but Taurus is also a badass. He's got some real power," Jasper said.

I thought of Tyrian. He was one of Salem's guard and I'd killed him. He was probably about as dangerous as hunters came. Barring people like Cinder who were also maidens and had some extra kick.

"I might be able to manage it. Difficult to say before I lay into him but it's a possibility. Aurum talked to me about maybe taking him down. I remember that from last night at least."

"What happened last night?" Jasper asked. She leaned forward on one hand which rested with her elbow on the counter.

"Drank too much. That's all. Nothing else happened."

Neo nudged me. I looked way down at her short ass. A calm smirk was on her face looking back up at me. One end of her lips turned up.

Shut up, Neo.

"You up for some training?" I asked.

"I can't." Jasper sighed. "I've got to man the fort. Think you can come by again later? Wenge should be by then too."

I nodded.

"Probably. I'm just waiting for some information to come in. Not much else is going on in my life at the moment. Running favors for my 'friends.' That sort of thing."

The door jingled again. I turned to look. It was the crossbow girl from before.

"Oh. It's you," she said with some derision at me. I could live with that. At least I was being remembered.

"Me." I agreed. Like it was a curse. Which it was in a lot of respects. Boy was it.

"I'm not here to talk to you." She looked away towards Jasper. "I'm here to talk about the strikes. You kicked this off by bombing the mind and shutting work down."

"Maybe we did, as far as Avalanche is concerned the strikes are a good thing."

"Not this close to the elections. It's too much unrest."

"You're just upset because the strike leaders aren't paying homage to Robyn. They don't care about another election cycle where nothing gets done to improve their conditions. Especially when Schnee himself is running."

"This isn't about that. If martial law gets declared it will push elections back."

"I know you're concerned about Hill's chances of winning. Maybe you should be out leading them instead of hiding away or whatever the Happy Huntresses are doing," Jasper told her. Crossing her arms over her chest.

"The Happy Huntresses are always fighting for Mantle."

"Yeah, on your time table. Not on Mantle's. The people want change and they want it now."

"You stirred them up. Your bombing caused this. The people were content to wait!"

"We didn't cause the strikes. You're looking for Dyne and Adam Taurus."

"Adam Taurus?!" Fiona was incredulous.

"Oh you haven't heard? Maybe the Happy Huntresses are out of touch."

"Don't be petulant just because I wouldn't help you with your bombing. Look at what you've done! Now Adam Taurus is involved."

"If you're scared of him-" Jasper began she was cut off.

"Only a fool wouldn't be," Fiona said. "Call off the strikes."

"No can do," Jasper said. "Wouldn't want to even if we could. Take it up with Dyne."

"Dyne is unreachable. He wants revenge against the SDC at all costs. We're hoping Avalanche is more agreeable. You have a network. You can shut this down."

"I told you we want the strikes." Jasper leaned forward into her words. "Live with them. Or don't. Better yet."

"All this because I wouldn't bomb them with you! It was a bad idea. Look at all the unrest it's causing. Ironwood might declare martial law. Who will win then? Not the miners. The military always backs the SDC to break up the strikes. People get hurt every time. Please. This has to stop. Only through elections will real change get affected."

"I disagree. I think we can get real change done by collective action."

"It never works. It'll end with them opening fire on the mob. It always ends that way. Dust mining is too important to stay shut down. The military will back the SDC because they need the dust."

"There's an oversupply with the embargo. There's enough dust to last months. The strike won't last that long anyways. Old man Schnee will have to give in and improve the working conditions."

"He never does. And the negativity too, it's drawing the Grimm."

"So what? That's exactly why they can't open fire on a crowd of protestors." Jasper refuted.

"So what? So what?" Fiona repeated sounding shocked. "So people will die. And what about people who want more than improved conditions? What about the levelers who want wealth and property abolished? You're giving them a platform."

"What if the levelers are right? What if wealth and property should be abolished. Look at the pain it causes."

"It's the foundation of our society with the Grimm at the gates!"

"Cloud, what do you think, are the Grimm that big of a threat? We've got the largest military in the world for a reason."

I had been watching the two with rapt attention as they ran down Mantle politics. To be honest I was learning a lot. Particularly about these levelers. They sounded a lot like the Anti-capitalists of back home in Vale.

"I think the Grimm are always a threat. More than the layman knows," I murmured.

"See, even the murderer agrees. All this negativity can't go on. If you don't shut down the strikes, then the military will."

Fiona turned at the door.

"Please," she begged. "Shut it down."

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-WG

[riddlelikesstuff]

hi!!!! i’m in class and uncomfortable & bored so i decided to write about the post-timeskip designs for my academy kiddos that i was messing around with in picrew last night. all stuff is under the cut! :D

eirian: 

he grew his hair out a bit! i’m thinking bow knight for his canon class. during the timeskip and because of the war he’s become a full-fledged knight in service of house gloucester, which means he’s way more uptight but also less snobby. his little full brother is around 14 now. he takes his duty super seriously, and the war really stresses him out. he’s still super self-sacrificial, if not more so now that so many lives are on the line. someone get this young man some therapy. 

tiberius: 

i think their canon class would be bishop - they’re a healer most definitely. over the timeskip its family gets evacuated from where they’re living, and it’s not entirely sure where they are, which scares it a lot. they’re definitely a lot more melancholy post-timeskip. they don’t play or sing nearly as often as they did at the academy. they still have a bit of that playful attitude, though, and it still loves to tease eirian. 

helene: 

i forget what hilda’s canon class is, but helene’s is i wanna say falcon knight?? post-timeskip she’s come a long way! she doesn’t feel so badly that she needs to be super different from hilda - probably realizes that kind of behavior is probably making hilda feel bad. now she’s just focused on helping as many people as she can, still to extreme measures where she’s pushing herself really hard, and trying to live up to her family’s name without a crest. she’s still grumpy and sassy as shit. it’s just become who she is. 

quinn/aurum: 

after the timeskip they drop their disguise and fake name! after leaving the academy and getting to know the other students they realize it’s probably safe to reveal their true appearance, scars and all. they’re still a sweet baby who’s very serious about repaying their debts... still pretty skittish as well. they’re also still very secretive about morfis itself, not giving any information other than the fact that they’re from there. they don’t want to put their people in danger - rumors can spread to the wrong people. they’re totally fine with people still calling them quinn - the name means a lot to them. i’m thinking now about who would call them aurum versus sticking to quinn. hmm. 

probably more about all of them later!!! plus drawings. because i do need to draw all of these kids asldkgjdsk; 

[aquaticsky]

New Year is actually less than 6 hour (for me)

2020 is... [insert a negative adjective, maybe] year. I’m gonna get vulnerable and overshare some stuff, but to hell with it, it’s my blog :D

For me, 2020 is the worst because I lost somebody so dear to my heart, the one that has supported my art endeavor from the very start, my dad. He had been going in and out of the hospital since the start of the year. At first, it was only for mild thing like Hepatitis, but apparently it torn his immunity down and onslaught of health complication came like CA and tortured him. And in August, two weeks before my birthday, he passed away due to breakbone fever. It hits me hard. I was already in a bad place before that happened and his passing is just adding fuel to the already uncontrollable fire. There has been a lot of moments that make me think that, to put it nicely, deleting my existence from this world is the best thing to do.

Looking at it from another perspective, for example, creatively, 2020 has been a blessing.

I drew fan art for fun and I didn’t expect much in return. Diving in to Miraculous Ladybug fandom (after being a casual watcher) at the start of this year has been a blessing creatively, because it kickstarted my productivity and motivation to keep drawing. I discovered other fandoms and relived my dormant obsessions during this year too. Interacting with people in the fandom, seeing people amazing feedbacks keeps me from doing whatever horrible thing my brain told me to be doing. So yeah, you may think reblogging or liking or commenting on art/fic is just a small thing, but it can save a life sometime. So thank you, so, so much from the bottom of my heart.

I strive to learn extensively about art and doing it a lot more, but I still struggle. I am to this moment, still struggling. Art is something that can make me both happy and sad at the same time. I'm happy because making art is very enjoyable experience and therapeutic to an extent; Other times art can make me sad, I think because some things takes the enjoyment out of it. Like looking at the feedback that I got and comparing myself to people. I saw other’s art and began to feel like I am not as good, or not as funny, or my content has not been as meaningful... I keep struggling with confidence that I have in my drawing and associating it with my self-worth. I don't want to feel like that and I'm still working on it.

Here's to 2021 and onward. I hope next year my journey would be better, and the world will eventually calm down. Thank you so much for the support and I hope I will see you all again.

Au, or Aurum, 31st December 2020.

PS. I was going to post this stupid meme but refrained myself xDDD