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Et d’un’ chanson d’amour la mer
A bercé mon cœur pour la vie
#assassin's creed#black flag#Ripley tag#whitney tag#hehe. charles trenet#anyway im really normal#clockworkgalaxies <=whitney friend :] kisses u wy
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When the jedi starts rambling about how cool his new sentient droid is but all you can think about is how pretty he looks in the band shirt you got him
Kyth'arian (left) belongs to @clockworkgalaxies and my gay little sith warrior on the right is Tyshin
#wolf chatter#swtor#swtor art#swtor oc#sw:tor#the old republic#star wars oc#star wars art#artists on tumblr#illustration#digital illustrations#digital art#sw ocs#jedi consular#sith warrior#sith pureblood#my art#oc: tyshin
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Stuck on the water level? Never fear, big sis is here.
Doodle prompted by a conversation in the discord about how many Jedi in the TOR era are literally under 18. Savtas is like 27 at game start, so I felt she would of course feel called to give these kids a hand with anything they needed, even if it's something as simple as beating a difficult level on somebody's video game.
From left to right and top to bottom: @certified-anakinfucker's Dilieth, @clockworkgalaxies' Kyth'arian, @sith-shenanigans' Brakerre, my Savtas, and @reconstructionlegacy's Brider.
Pose is, of course, copied from that immortal photo of that one mom at Christmas in the 1990s beating a level of Super Mario for her kids.
#god this was so fun LOOK HOW CUTE THEY ALL ARE#thanks for lending me your (literal) children#others' ocs#swtor#jedi consular#jedi knight#my art#swtor ocs#oc: savtas thom#mirialan#miraluka
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OC in Three
I got tagged for this one a lot and am slowly going through all of them! This tag came from @kaylinalexanderbooks 💜 I've already done Lelia, Em, and Rinnie, so now it's time for Taryn!



Source 1: Victor Freitas Source 2: Steve Johnson Source 3: Samer Daboul
Tagging: @sentfromwolves, @muddshadow, @clockworkgalaxies, @baroquesse, and @carrotblr
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describe yourself using pictures only, don't search or download any new pictures — thankies for the taggies @hamburgerslippers muah
wow im answering a mention. have some from my favorites that are very true at this moment in time










npt award goes to uhh @voidendron @lanabenikosdoormat @zaolan @firebird-legacy @citrus-teas @clockworkgalaxies uhhhhhhh @justiceforc3po @parseolegacy uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh @sealeneee :3
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9 People to know better <3
Soooo, I hope my computer doesn't decide to distract itself from my stuff this time...
ANYWAY ->
8 things to know about me and 9 people I want to know better!!! I was tagged by the wonderful @saphoblin and @legiomiam who are both amazing!
3 Ships [in no particular order]:
SolAngelo
ErasureCloudMic
Luo Binghe/Shen Yuan
1st Ship:
Mattias and Cornflower from 'Redwall' by Brain Jacques
Last Song I Listened To:
'Devil Is A Woman' (Cloudy June)
Last Movie I Watched:
This was originally going to be 'Howl's Moving Castle', but I turned on 'Mitchells Vs The Machines' while making food, sooooo... But hey, I managed to disturb my parental unit with a terrible example of food and The Furbies.
Currently Reading:
Fanfic. Mostly stuff by AceOfDivineChlorophyll as well as 'Bus to Nowhere' by foldingfacets [both on ao3]
OH! And I'm beta-ing a manuscript or two, but would probably get my ass kicked if I talked about those before ankmlnedcwonfvow...
Currently Watching:
Birds.
Currently Consuming:
Coffee, boba, and the souls of my enemies.
Currently Craving:
Situational Ignorance. All you can eat sushi & an orange blossom mead made by a good renaissance friend. Oh, and a sweet palmer made with cinnamon apple oolong and strawberry lemonade.
And tagged people: @moonscribbler @tananaphone @faelanvance @carrotblr @saltwaterbells @shireduchess @clockworkgalaxies @magnus-s-writes @seagoings
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🦢 15 questions, 15 mutuals 🦢
i've been tagged by @baroquesse, @flowerprose, and @the-void-writes
taggingggg: @legiomiam, @awritingcaitlin, @juls-writes, @clockworkgalaxies, @tc-doherty, @jess-p-edits, @cherrybombfangirlwrites, @magnus-s-writes, @queenslayerbee, @tragicbackstoryenjoyer, @brain-wanders, @antlerhymnals, @golden-heretic, @samplewriting, @moonscribbler
Are you named after anyone? Not that I know of! My mother wanted to name me Josephine, which I would have loved, but I'm very fond of my name.
When was the last time you cried? I don't remember tbh. Recently, but my short term memory has been foggy lately.
Do you have kids? No. I don't know if I ever will. Part of me would love to, but I'd need at least one other person to help raise them, ideally two more. But how do you go about building a polycule in this day in age when you live in a sparsely queer area?
Do you use sarcasm? It's not uncommon. Unfortunately I don't have the best handle on my tone sometimes, so I try to be mindful of it.
What's the first thing you notice about people? Manner through expression. Whether someone is open or hard, or closed off, abrupt or friendly.
What's your eye color? Light brown. I'll always remember a past job during the height of mask-wearing where Percival (TGGT's namesake Percival) realized I had such light eyes, and he was like, "I didn't realize you had colored eyes, I thought they were black/dark [like his]"
Scary movies or happy endings? Happy endings. I'm a baby about scary movies.
Any special talents? Singing. I'm a mezzo soprano who was a child prodigy (trained by an opera singer since age four--she taught exclusively teenagers and up and never had taken a pupil in the single digits, let alone that young).
Where were you born? In my home state, New Hampshire.
What are your hobbies? Writing is my main one, but I've actively returned to reading and I'm so glad about it. I also video game frequently, notably fantasy rpgs like Dragon Age and the Witcher, as well as Hades and Animal Crossing (always down to swap friend codes, I have two islands and I'm in terraforming hell on one of them)
Have you any pets? Three kitties! Indy, Eurydice, and Napoleon. A Norwegian Forest cat, and two ragdolls.
What sports do you play/have played? Basketball in middle school but never on a team.
How tall are you? 5'5.
Favorite subject in school? English/language arts.
Dream job? Not uncommon here I'm sure, but to be a traditionally published author successful enough to provide for myself without another job would be amazing. Other than that, a corporate position within Barnes & Noble or Lush, maybe.
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Zine Contribution: Merch
Why do you love Marichat? I have a hard time with the second hand embarrassment that comes with the other parts of the lovesquare and I always felt that with Marichat, Marinette and Adrien are able to be more themselves in this dynamic and it always felt more natural to me. That's really what drew me in. It's fun and teasing and there's lots of potential for being good friends as well as a ship.
If you could wield any miraculous, which one would you use and why? I think it would be a toss up between the snake miraculous or the rabbit miraculous. Both of them involve some time powers and I've always found that fascinating!
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#kitty love zine#marichat#marichat zine#miraculous ladybug#miraculous zine#chat noir#marinette dupain cheng#zine contributors#contributor spotlight#clockworkgalaxies
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“Sometimes you are erased before you are given the choice of stating who you are.” For the writing prompts✨ -clockworkstars
aaa I love this line here you go:
( sometimes you are erased before you are given the choice of stating who you are / grey )
For a long moment, they are silent, the ocean waves crashing in against the shoreline in the distance, the sound of cicadas ushering in the heat of summer with their frantic, listless hum.
Finally, Grey says, “I was given my name by the men that took ownership of me. It wasn’t pity or mercy. They saw a dog on the street, something feral, and put it to work.”
His head cocks to the side, a tell that Evie has only recently learned to identify. It means that he is cycling through his own thoughts, pulling words from the mire, making sense of his own trauma. His eyes crease, once, and finally, he breathes out and says, “I didn’t understand then that I should mind it. I was nothing - not a human, not even an animal. This body didn’t belong to me. Not yet. So I let this world shape me. The sea, the blood, the violence. All of it.”
His gaze cuts to the side, his hand coming to rest at the edge of his throat.
“And then,” he says, “I met him, and my world changed. It was not just that I knew then that I would do anything for him. It was that I learned for the first time what desire felt like - the want for my own humanity, to learn myself, create myself, in the eventuality that I would hand it over to him.”
He looks up and Evie breathes out sharply at the lupine way that he moves, his body scarred and sun dark, the sweat of another day of hard work still held to his skin like ichor from open wounds.
“Still,” he continues, “I didn’t realize it. The only person you should ever make yourself for is yourself. And it wasn’t until I was erased from his world, torn down by the waves and cast back into the black pit of land that I’d been born from, that I realized.”
He turns to look at her, his eyes as brutal and uncut as the storm-driven sea.
“Sometimes,” he says, “we have to die to learn ourselves. I am something that crawled back from the dead to find the weight of my own name. Perhaps I never told him then who I had become, but now I know that person. I know myself.”
His breath bates in his throat, hand falling back to the wide breadth of his thigh. The summer wind runs its fingers through his raven black hair, the moonlight slashing his throat and leaving a scar.
“I am not afraid any longer of what that means.”
#eran answers#writeblr#my writing#that damned pirates novel#ch: grey lachapelle-gascon#my boi#i miss writing him so much#please send me more of these#they're a lot of fun to try and work into drabbles#clockworkgalaxies
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🌈 and ✨ for the artist ask meme?
🌈 Do you use more warm or cold colors?
I think I use more warm colors lately? I really love to gear towards reds and pinks.✨ How often do you draw?
It varies, but most days of the week I will usually at least doodle something.
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Would you consider ever making merch of your bun designs? I'm in love with them!
Hi there! Thanks so much for taking an interest in my bun art! It really means a lot!!
I would absolutely love to make some bun merch, even if they are just stickers. Unfortunately, I am hesitant to make more right now since there’s not a lot of interest for them. But maybe in the future I’ll start making them again if people want bun stickers! (*^▽^*)
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the toxic enemies-to-lovers-to-enemies-to-he-ghosted-me-and-thought-he-was-dead-to-enemies-to-spy-partners-to-not-lovers-but-more-than-friends of all time
Featuring my sith warrior Tyshin'ari and @clockworkgalaxies's Cipher Nine
#swtor#swtor art#swtor oc#sw:tor#the old republic#star wars oc#star wars art#artists on tumblr#illustration#digital illustrations#digital art#sw ocs#sith oc#sith pureblood#sith warrior#imperial agent#mirialan#mirialan oc#cipher nine#my art#oc: tyshin
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BTHB “Made a Slave” with Valerie?
The hands are rough and uncaring as he’s dragged around the filthy alley. He tries to call out for help, but his throat and tongue feel numb and thick, and he can’t do much more than moan quietly. Something in the needle they jabbed him with, he thinks.
“Gonna have to cut that pretty hair a’ yours,” one of the men growls, grabbing his braid and yanking him aside by it. “Shame. Woulda made you more valuable, but yer too recognizable, Highness.” The others with him laugh derisively, and Valerie balks. “Aw, now, don’ be shy. Ye’ll still make us a fortune.”
They drag him away from the weak sunlight streaming into the alley and into a dingy old building. He can hear soft crying from another room, hushed, frightened words. Someone pushes him down into a chair, and his wrists are clamped down with grimy leather straps. He looks around, fearful, as one of his captors grabs a pair of rusty shears.
“Hol’ still,” the man grumbles, grabbing hold of Valerie’s braid and pulling his head back again. He hears the scissors snip once, twice, then they’re closing down on the base of his braid, and he feels his head grow lighter as the two feet of hair is severed. When the last of it comes away, he tries to cry out, but all that comes out is a soft moan, followed by tears.
The leader of the gang comes back to look at him. He takes his lopsided spectacles and tosses them on the floor. Then he hands up the locket. “This, we’ll sell this too,” he says. “Separate, a’ course. Oh, don’t give me the look, we know what’s in there.” He grins with yellowing teeth. “Your pet Paladin ain’t gonna save you this time.”
Valerie surges forward in desparation as he watches the locket containing the miniature sun leave him, carried away by the cruel man. He’s left alone, then, in the dark room smelling of fear and despair.
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It’s an hour later that the gang returns. One of them grabs Valerie by his freshly mangled hair, holding his head steady while another snaps a heavy iron collar around his neck. Another frees him from the straps on the chair, and he’s manhandled out of his fine clothes and into dirty, torn, ill-fitting rags.
“That numbing agent oughta wear off soon,” one of them says, tapping Valerie’s throat. “But here’s the score. You don’t tell anyone who you are, or we cut out your tongue.” He holds up the rusty scissors that were used to cut his hair earlier. Valerie stares at them numbly, shaking. “Nod that you understand.” Heart pounding, he nods, and they start to drag him away into the next room.
The floor is covered in cages, and the cages are full of people. Grimy, beaten, downtrodden. Some of them look up when Valerie’s pulled in, but most seem uninterested, too full of their own despair to care. One cage is opened, and he’s shoved into it, folded down in the too-small space. “Anyone asks, your name’s...” The man thinks a moment. “Roy. Fittin’ for a former... well, I won’t say it in front of your new friends.” He grins. “Behave for us, and you might get a soft master.”
The door shuts with a clang that makes him jump, and he huddles up in a corner, crying into his folded knees.
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🎻Last Line Tag
Finally did some writing so I can start responding to these maybe??? @oh-no-another-idea tagged me for this at least a month ago. Here's a last line from Heist!
Yeah, and maybe she’d have three times as much money in her account than she thought she did and she could keep avoiding the bigger problem.
Tagging: @kaylinalexanderbooks, @aziz-reads, @sentfromwolves, @clockworkgalaxies, and @flowerprose (no pressure)
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Getting a new boy sounds like a great plan for the Hunter! Will he be satisfied or will he always compare them to Lux?
he’ll never be fully satisfied! lux is his favorite. but whoever he does capture and hurt will definitely be a fun hobby! he’s probably going to go for a snarky tough one next, take his aggression out on them by wrecking them!
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Heads Up, 7 Up!
Pulling from my prompt meeting this morning!
tagging -> @samplewriting @clockworkgalaxies @carrotblr @mr-writes
(Not exactly 7, but it works...)
The witch(?) tugs her shawl a bit tighter about her shoulders with a small hum. “I saw an old acquaintance from Butterfly Manor, their Young Count’s assistant – Marco – slip back here for a reprieve and figured I’d come say hello. And there’s no need to address me so formally, Mr. Hier. I’m not nearly so important.” “In that case, would you like an escort?” the butler asks, offering his arm. “You shouldn’t be alone in an unfamiliar place.” “Thank you, but I’m alright. It appears I was just a bit too late to catch him,” Medi reaches out to gently grip his elbow. “I would, however, appreciate help in finding His Excellency, if possible?”
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