#crystal my darling!!

[polydemipan]

day 3 of DBD appreciation week!

honestly i think crystal is the hardest to draw - she has a very round face (like me :D) so the shadows are harder to catch right. plus the loose curls!

hopefully my efforts came through in this! i did them left to right, and you can probably tell that my Crystal-Drawing Abilities (TM) have slowly improved,,, yay!

see yall for day 4!

[kimtaegis]

three superheroes, anpanman! for @sopekooks ♡

cr. jung-koook

[theyapper0]

OKAY!!!!!! This is my rewrite of EAH Epic Winter!!!!!! It's a LITTLE MESSY and just a BIT disorganized but you'll be able to get the general idea!

If there's any confusing parts, feel free to ask me questions!!! (•◡•)

I was originally gonna draw out like,, the entire thing like how I did w Dragon Games BUT IT WAS A LOT?? Like there's WAAAY more that I changed in Epic Winter (sorry but the whole thing had to go, I BARELY stuck with cannon LOL)

But I drew SOME of it ^^

HERE THE LINK TO THE DOC!!!!!!!! HAVE FUN!

[ievaxol]

no one can unring this bell

on good days, the creaking hardly bothers him.

'tis simply part of the daily routine to draw from the well of his aether and breathe life into his limbs again upon waking, to close his eyes through the initial panic of being pinned to the bed by dead weight and then the secondary, slower burning one of that dead weight being attached to him.

it took a couple of years, but he got the hang of it eventually. for all the theatrics of his youth, g'raha has discovered a pragmatic streak that runs deep within him.

he'll trade an arm for a settlement, half a leg for a child with eyes the color of lakeland -- he'll barter, give and take and move the pieces he has with lips pressed together and eyes cast to a future that may well lay hundreds of years ahead.

his own body is merely another resource at his disposal. he sits down with stacks upon stacks of books on anatomy to find a way to have the aether penetrate all the way out to this fingertips, not for himself but because the dexterity is needed in order to fight.

lyna smothers him in salves and ointments and he lets her, if only so she can feel needed. there is no need to tell of an itch that goes deeper than skin, not when she frowns in determination and sets his heart to bursting with affection.

on bad days, it does bother him.

those days he lets the sleeves drop a little lower and he stays in the tower if he can, both relieved and sickened at the familiar hum of aether that cocoons him.

relief at knowing he'll be able to move the way he wants. that he'll be able to fool himself into thinking there is nothing wrong with him so long as he doesn't look upon himself and see the tattered remains of his dress branded into the mockery of flesh provided by the tower.

nausea at the calculations that perpetually run in the back of his mind, reminding him of the fact that his body is no longer his. how many ilms of skin does it cost to save a life? what limbs would he trade for the crystalline mean? does he have the right to grieve himself?

it would probably do him well to remember that the tower isn't sentient as such, yet he can never shake the feeling that it hungers for more. some days it feels as though he has placed himself in the maw of a starving beast that is simply waiting for him to grow a little more before its jaws snap shut.

and time is notoriously not on his side.

on the worst days, the creaking is all he hears.

when he's called out on extended business, or another summoning attempt falls flat, or someone dies, or, well --

it's so loud those days. the scrape of rock against rock, slow and relentless. it is inescapable, too, as his chest heaves with every breath he takes and the crystal moves with it, groaning and cracking like a live thing.

the warmth is siphoned first out of his skin and then out of the very air, leaving his teeth chattering and lyna's face engraved with a silent worry that he's scared will grow permanent, and he wants to weep at how the one supposed to protect her ends up hurting her the most.

every swallow is a struggle, every step a fight. the seams of his transformation cracks and bleeds pain until he's half delirious with it, overcome by the need to claw his way out, out, out of his own body and the prison it makes.

it's basic survival instinct after all, to run away from what's killing you. and here he is. walking toward it, sprinting some days, as if he truly can't wait.

he has a thousand things to do and a hundred places to be, and yet all he is capable of is humming under his breath to try and drown out the never ending sound of his own corpse being puppeteered.

a small prize to pay on the grand scale of things but gods.

gods does he long for silence.

[feliciadraws]

Ishgard beckons! Took some pics with Lila at the Gates of Judgement in Coerthas because I'm well into the lead up to Heavensward!

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[hallowgracie]

Some Project Updates (Cleaning Up Shop)

As I prepare for a new year of projects and ideas, some epiphanies have come to me, and ones that affect some of the projects on this blog, so let's talk about it!

Kenna Darling and the Elves of Avalon--Some of you might remember my middle grade project, Kenna Darling and the Elves of Avalon, a story about an elf girl in a fantasy world going to magic school. This project got really big in a way that I'm still figuring out how to plot for. But it is officially on hiatus, meaning that I am not actively working on it. Will it ever come back? I hope so! In the meantime, I have a different middle grade project I want to work on instead.

Daughters of Fire and Rain Rewrite --I am cancelling this rewrite! I have decided that the version that exists is fine and while I do want to tell a story about dragon princesses, the lore and characters are so different as to not really be this story, and furthermore tying it to the original version of this is limiting.

Crystal Magic--I'm still deciding what to do about this story. I've worked on it for seven years, a very long time. But I am seriously debating taking down the version that currently is up, incompleted, and re-posting the latest draft instead, the one with the four Marchand sisters that is at least complete, if nothing else. Feel free to share your thoughts on this!

The Feywood Tales--Some of you might remember my tentative post about a Cinderella retelling in which she falls for the Fairy Godmother's Son, which would have been attached to other fairytale retelling novellas. I've decided not to do that to myself right now, commit myself to that kind of series. But I have decided to rework the lore and some of the ideas of those linked fairytale retellings that focus more on the fey and faery aspects to a different retelling, one I will be tentatively tagging as The Fairytale Bad Girls Club, a project codename for a story about Goldilocks and Little Red Riding Hood.

[lazy-orca]

ℍ𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠 𝕀'𝕞 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 ℍ𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕦 𝕓𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕔𝕣𝕪𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕠 𝕗𝕒𝕣 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕎𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝔹𝕝𝕦𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕘𝕒𝕥𝕖

𝕀'𝕞 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕩𝕒𝕔𝕥 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕓𝕠𝕣𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕤𝕠 𝕚𝕗 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟

[grouper]

it.... its christmas...

[the-travelling-witch]

a bit of a chill pulling session since i had acheron guaranteed (courtesy of not getting jingliu); would’ve loved to get gallagher just to have another healer but alas, only dan hengs and pelas

good luck to anyone who’s pulling, whether you’re going for acheron, gallagher or luocha ^^

also i’m missing one single echo of war drop to complete her ㅠㅠ

[xxglitterbrainxx]

ANOTHER AU !!

guyss so i had this idea— CRYSTAL AU! i drew sally a while back, and i did the lineart for julie but didn't color it. but i finished that TODAY!

anddd a lil NNSG wally ಡ⁠ ͜⁠ ⁠ʖ⁠ ⁠ಡ

[itsjustdotsandcrosses]

Archmage Vishalny, Arcane Diplomat and Master of Enchantment (DND NPC)

#1, main overall stim board of the set (vampire/dark themes excluded)

With themes of magic and snakes, fashion and accessories, and calligraphy/planning. How Vishalny likes to present herself, an overall aesthetic board.

xxx.xxx.xxx.

[hungry-nicole]

I see the crystal raindrops fall And the beauty of it all Is when the sun comes shining through To make those rainbows in my mind When I think of you sometime And I wanna spend some time with you

Just the two of us We can make it if we try Just the two of us (Just the two of us) Just the two of us Building castles in the sky Just the two of us You and I

We look for love, no time for tears Wasted water's all that is And it don't make no flowers grow Good things might come to those who wait Not for those who wait too late We gotta go for all we know

Just the two of us We can make it if we try Just the two of us (Just the two of us) Just the two of us Building them castles in the sky Just the two of us You and I

I hear the crystal raindrops fall On the window down the hall And it becomes the morning dew And darling when the morning comes And I see the morning sun I wanna be the one with you

Just the two of us We can make it if we try Just the two of us (Just the two of us) Just the two of us Building big castles way on high Just the two of us You and I

just the two of us (We can make it, just the two of us) Let's get it together baby (yeah) (Just the two of us) Just the two of us (We can make it, just the two of us) (Just the two of us) (We can make it, just the two of us) (Just the two of us) (We can make it, just the two of us) (Just the two of us) (We can make it, just the two of us) (Just the two of us) (We can make it, just the two of us) (Just the two of us)

I see the crystal raindrops fall And the beauty of it all Is when the sun comes shining through To make those rainbows in my mind When I think of you sometime And I wanna spend some time with you

Just the two of us We can make it if we try Just the two of us (Just the two of us) Just the two of us Building castles in the sky Just the two of us You and I

We look for love, no time for tears Wasted water's all that is And it don't make no flowers grow Good things might come to those who wait Not for those who wait too late We gotta go for all we know

Just the two of us We can make it if we try Just the two of us (Just the two of us) Just the two of us Building them castles in the sky Just the two of us You and I

I hear the crystal raindrops fall On the window down the hall And it becomes the morning dew And darling when the morning comes And I see the morning sun I wanna be the one with you

Just the two of us We can make it if we try Just the two of us (Just the two of us) Just the two of us Building big castles way on high Just the two of us You and I

just the two of us (We can make it, just the two of us) Let's get it together baby (yeah) (Just the two of us) Just the two of us (We can make it, just the two of us) (Just the two of us) (We can make it, just the two of us) (Just the two of us) (We can make it, just the two of us) (Just the two of us) (We can make it, just the two of us) (Just the two of us) (We can make it, just the two of us) (Just the two of us)

[honeybeewhereartthee]

PINK KKOMAS || KOHAKU OUKAWA 4

Containing spoiler for my stories

The three have once again hidding from plain sight.

Doll:

Reaper:

Mad hatter: (´ε｀ ) 🎶🎶

Doll: why won't he shut up about mc x kohaku fanfic life story of his? It's so embarrassing to listen to it!

Reaper: what's so good about his world mc? They all strange either way!

Mad hatter: (~￣³￣)~ 🎶🎶 I won't talk shit about their beloved behind their back if I were you two.

Doll: his somewhere else. So we can chat all we can.

Reaper: ye, I think his making some sweets.

Bee then pops out from one of the room.

Bee: hey do you guys want some sweets? I know how to make those cause I was taught by MC-Han and niki-han.

Doll: if you insist... (´ε｀ )

Reaper: thank ya. ꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡

Bee stared at mad hatter who don't take any: don't want some?

Mad hatter: NoNo. Don't mind me. I already eaten. I rather not be poisoned by you todah

Bee: ok.. (◕દ◕) tks, I will get you next time, stupid bug

Doll: woah this taste good.

Reaper: nice! What's did you put in them?

Bee(?):... :D

Reaper: ack... (" @-@)7 *ded, fainted.

Doll is ineffective:... (；^ω^） y-you don't put a-anything strange in i-it right?

Bee(?): Kokoko... Who knows... How sad that you still have doll form. (●´⌓`●)

Doll: ... Oh it's the other bee. (・_・;)

Bee(?): I will let you be for now. You don't speak ill of my spouse. So you'll live another day...

Bee(?) then went back to the kitchen.

Doll: YOU DO KNOW WERE TECHNICALLY THE SAME PERSON?? WHY ARE YOU SO CRAZY. OMG, YOUR WORSE THAN THE PHANTOM!

Mad hatter: love is very crazy isn't it. It also mean LOVE of Violence. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*.✧

[variantia]

          “   I may be outing myself as a hillbilly if I say I’m going to dip mini corndogs in cold leftover chili, but at least Lo won’t come after me for it.   ”

          Beat.

          “   ... I mean, PROBABLY.   ”

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