#ombré project

[missannemakes]

Ombré Gradient Project

Lion Brand Mandala Gradient

I think this is actually my new favorite one. It is incredibly neon pink, but I can forgive that. Somebody somewhere will eventually enjoy a super bright neon pink baby blanket. it is very soft. It is a nice thickness. I think you could get away with calling it a light chunky rather than worsted, but it’s working up well and not stiff on the size 8 hook. I am seeing a gradual color change, which means we do have an actual ombre/gradient. I would buy more of this in other colors. I probably will quite soon.

[cilil]

The honest to Eru reason why I've currently shelved my Angbang/Melkor/Mairon related projects in particular (and arguably Ainur in general, unless you count the 25% in Dior lolol) is that I'm... not quite content yet. Like, make no mistake, I don't hate my old works or anything; it's just that for the big future projects I never got around to thus far I'm missing a few final sparks, if you will. Some fine tuning. Some "back to the drawing board", reworking, refining. Also nobody take this as shade (somehow?), this is just me and a me problem and my issues with perfectionism that keep me from writing.

So I'm currently thinking about Ainur designs during the Almaren era, Melkor and Mairon in particular (this is not a serious headcanon post, btw, this is a brain dump that I feel like sharing with the besties on here). Anyway, I would like to try out some "weirder" designs, reason being that at this point Ainur haven't seen humanoids and are going with what they remember from the music and copy from one another. Adding various supernatural and/or animal features is a good start, but what I'm playing with right now in my head is also this angle of them looking kind of... proto-humanoid? Like basically "humanoid according to Eru's description, artist's rendition".

In Mairon's case, I've always liked the idea that his first forms while studying under Aulë looked like a statue of sorts. He made his first fána because he had need of it for work reasons, and while some of his peers may have kept it simple and others added their own flair (see above), he went about it like a craftsman would. Again: Artist's rendition of a humanoid body. And since Mairon is an ambitious artist and craftsman, he carefully crafted and sculpted a lovely shape for himself. The Ainurin version of Michelangelo's David, if you will. I also imagine Mairon's forms (all of them) as androgynously beautiful, the kind that's just absolutely gorgeous and stunning and inspires gender envy in all genders (nobody is safe).

Other ideas I had include making his skin either golden or marble with golden patterns and his hair being kind of... heavy? Like he shaped it into artistic curls and waves, but they would barely move in the wind, if at all; reason being that, at this point, he's a fire spirit working with rocks and metal, so flammable organic material is not his forte (to the chagrin of Yavanna. I like to think that, ironically, Melkor taught him about such material in depth later. But those are stories for another time).

As for Melkor, I want him to look the most human out of all the Ainur, funnily enough. I know this might sound odd considering he was barely even listening to the third theme, but he did have the greatest insight into the vision and it's a big theme that he's the most human out of all the Valar. Nevertheless, his fána would still have its "odd" and "unique" properties, just due to the fact that a) he's Melkor and b) he's weird and extra. Since he's still in a state where he can match all the other Valar and their Maiar on his own, his skin is pretty much impervious to any and all harm, to name just one example.

The main design elements I've been rotating in my head for his earlier forms revolve around his hair. I like to imagine it being pitch black at the roots, like the darkness of outer space, but becoming luminous at the tips. He's rocking the anglerfish ombré. Also depending on the angle and lighting and his mood the lights are constantly shifting in wavelength, and you see all colors of the electromagnetic spectrum flickering in and out of existence. Another thing I've been picturing for Melkor's hair in general is that it's constantly in motion, similar to Manwë who always has his wind around him. The difference is that there is no wind around Melkor. His hair just does that. If there's no wind at all, it's moving, and if there is wind, it's still moving, but not as it should. It's not super noticeable, rather subtle, but if you were to look at it for a long time, you would wonder if his hair is alive and has its own chaotic agenda. Also I'm fond of the idea that he likes to use it as additional arms, think Midna from Twilight Princess (either one big hand or smaller tendril hands, depending on what he uses it for).

...alright, I think that's all I got for now. Thank you for coming to my brain dump, I'll file this one away for future reference aka the inevitable return of acute brainrot

[fuckyeahdindjarin]

𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑲 𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑹𝑻 𝑱𝑨𝑽𝑰 𝑷𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑰𝑳𝑺

I’m so proud to announce this project I’ve been working on for the past two months. It’s a labour of love, and it’s become a real lifeline for me, a much needed distraction, while I’m still grappling with the emotional aftermath of my miscarriage. I’ve always loved custom pencils and it’s been so healing indulging my creativity in something physical that I can hold in my hands.

A brief summary:

Each set is priced at US$8. Standard shipping to most countries is US$7, to be confirmed when the order is placed.

Each set contains 6 ombré pink, laser engraved pencils, unsharpened

The packaging was designed and illustrated personally by me

Each box is individually folded and packaged by me, and will be shipped from Hong Kong

There are 35 sets of these pencils available for purchase. I truly have no idea if anyone will be interested! I know it’s not even Halloween, but if you’re looking for a Christmas present for yourself or a friend, I hope you’ll consider these cuties 💕

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[saintslewis]

❝ 𝐈’𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 ❞

𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 — 𝐋𝐇𝟒𝟒

˖ ࣪⭑ - pairing: lewis hamilton x fem!oc

˖ ࣪⭑ - summary: the first meeting. new neighbourhoods bring back old family friends after many years of being apart. dinner at the Hamiltons somehow manages to make new ideas spark.

˖ ࣪⭑ - warnings for this chapter: none

˖ ࣪⭑ - saint’s team radio: omg it’s literally been ten/eleven days since i released the masterlist and i’m only posting the first chapter rn??? sorry about that baes but pls do enjoy the very first chapter of renaissance!!! mwah! Taglist is down below babies 😚 lemme know if you wanna be tagged 💗

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Turning the sounds of Future down just a little bit as she drove into the street of her parents new home, Nadia closed her car window and eyed the grand houses that she drove past in her 8 year old Honda. Sighing, she parked into her parents driveway, seeing both their cars parked outside and decided to park behind her mother's car and watched as the house gate closed shut.

Stuffing her phone into her hoodie pouch and fixing her blonde and pink ombré hair, knowing very well that her mom will find a way to comment on the new colour, she got out of the car and locked it.

The Buckinghamshire sunset was slowly approaching, the wind not too harsh to even lift a couple of hairs but yet the Friday afternoon was quite chilly. Trees were becoming more and more green the more she looked at them and the birds definitely weren't silent. Hearing the front door open with a bit of a creak to it, Nadia's tired smile grew on her face as she saw her mom replicate the same emotion.

"Nads!" Thembi, her mother, expressed as she watched her daughter walk towards her on the pathway to the front door. Thembi definitely had an off day, wearing an ever so colourful sundress with the charm necklace that Nadia's younger cousin made. She carried something small in her hands as she extended her arms to Nadia.

"Hi mom." Nadia tiredly greeted as she leaned into her mother's arms. "2 weeks since I've seen you, nana. How are you?" Thembi said to her daughter, leading Nadia into the house. "I'm tired, there was an extra class I had to take up after school. And just thinking of the grocery shopping I have to do tomorrow just tires me even more." She sighed, looking around the grand home that her stepdad, James, had built for her mom.

Gosh, just thinking of the love that her mom and stepdad share just makes her want to cry. Moving to the Uk was an extremely difficult challenge that Thembi and Nadia had to endure, not sure how they were going to survive with just the two of them but James had met her mom and made the lifelong promise that they would build their life together and they did exactly that although wanting to care for someone as their own after Nadia. In a few days, Nadia's younger cousin would be moving in with her parents for a scholarship she received back in South Africa.

"But enough about me, does Rea need a lift from the airport?" Nadia asked, beelining towards the soft couch in the living room and immediately relaxing onto what feels like clouds. "Yes, I have a meeting the moment she lands and James has to watch over his project. I also gave her some money so maybe you guys can get some ice cream?" Thembi rushed all her words out, walking all over the place looking for something.

"Mom, why are you rushing? What's going on?" Nadia sat up properly from the couch as she watched her mom move frantically.

"Oh we've got a dinner with our neighbours, surprisingly moved from Stevenage with us. Doubt you remember them."Her mom said, hurriedly putting her earrings on in the large hallway mirror and checking her short afro. With a stunned expression in Nadia's face, she looked down at the outfit she had on then looking up at her mother who was all dolled up. "But ma, don't you think I'm underdressed for a dinner?" She asked, unconsciously holding the pouch of her hoodie.

Looking at her daughter once, Thembi shook her head before turning back to the mirror. "Please, these neighbours are super, what's the word you use? chill. We've been friends with them since your primary days." She smiled at Nadia before heading to the base of the staircase. "James! Finish up! Nads arrived so let's go!" Thembi shouted.

"Wait, how long has this been planned?" Nadia looked at her mom confused to which she just smiled at her innocently. "It just slipped my mind two weeks ago, sorry. Now, let's go wait by the front door to make James feel bad for making us wait." Her mom ordered with Nadia following after her, holding her car keys.

"I'll follow you guys there, I'll go home afterwards because I've got too much work waiting for me back home." Nadia informed her mother as she heard footsteps coming from the hallway. "Nadia! It's been too long. How's everything?" James greeted with a huge grin, side hugging his stepdaughter.

"Who knew high school kids would have so much energy when you mention a free lesson?" Nadia said, tilting her head back at the memory of her day and how it drained her. James just smiled and squeezed her shoulder as Thembi opened the front door, leading them to their cars.

-

Turning into the street at least two minutes away from where her mom and stepdad live, Nadia rolled her eyes at the thought that they could've just walked but knowing how her mom thinks, walking at night even in their neighbourhood was never safe.

Following James' suv through the large black gates, a much grander yet modern home came into the view of her window shield leaving her mesmerised, so much so that she even turned down her music to look at the fairy lights lighting up the driveway to the house. Looking forward, she saw a few cars parked outside of the garage onto the gravel seeing a trend of Mercedes in this household.

Finding a decent parking spot next to her parent's car, she climbed out of the car and fixed her hair once again and clicked her gel nails, trying to hype herself up to be present at the dinner. Hearing quite loud greetings behind her, she shut her car door closed and locked it and walked to the enthusiastic group at the neighbours front door. Two children ran outside as well seeming to be chasing each other with their laughter filling the air.

A gasp came from the woman with the white short hair, walking around what seemed to be her husband with her arms out. "My goodness, Nadia! Is that you? Thembi, you didn't say anything about her beauty!" The woman that she had yet to recognise stood at an arms length with her hands clasped as she examined Nadia with a large smile. Nadia was trying her hardest to remember who exactly this woman was but she put that aside and walked forward to briefly hug the woman.

"Hello." She greeted with a smile, feeling herself go back into her bubble as all the attention was directed at her. "Well, welcome to our new home! Stevenage cannot separate us!" The older man said as he turned to welcome Nadia into the house home as everyone followed in. She immediately recognised the man to be Anthony, a good friend of her parents. Everytime she would see him back in Stevenage, he was always very nice yet reserved. She's very sure that she's seen the older woman before but for the life of her cannot remember.

A much younger woman had turned the corner holding a child's hands and Nadia internally sighed in relief as she realised that she wasn't the only young person attending the dinner. "Oh hello!" She happily greeted Thembi and James, hugging them as they exchanged kind words to each other. The younger woman turned to her with a stunned yet animated expression as she smiled at Nadia.

"Hi I'm Nicola, your parents have told me so many things about you." She introduced herself then her hand pointed towards the kids. "These are my kids, Willow and Milo. Come say hi guys." The children immediately running to her with the boy being a little shy but the girl, Willow, hugged Nadia's leg and looked up at her with the largest smile she's ever seen on someone. "I love your hair!" The girl exclaimed happily, examining the blonde wig with pink ends.

"Come on everyone! The pasta will get cold!" You all heard the older woman from before voice out.

"So Nadia! My goodness, you've grown. I would remember seeing you leave for school back in Stevenage." The woman, who's name was Linda, expressed and looked over to Thembi with a smile. "So do tell, how's everything going with you?" Anthony spoke up after taking a sip of his juice.

Putting down her utensils, Nadia looked over the table to see everyone focused on her. "Well uh where do I begin. After high school, I went to Cambridge for Law but eventually switched to Education for personal reasons. Spent quite the time away from home but i would call and visit when i could. I teach at Preston Manor in Wembley, where i live as well and the past few years have been quite uneventful. I do dabble a bit in fashion from time to time." Nadia spoke, watching as the table took in all the information.

"Mum, Sir uncle loves fashion!" The young boy vocalised to his mom. "Speaking of him, let me find out where he is because we know he's always late for everything." Nicola chuckled as she took her phone to make a call.

"Cambridge? Wow! Now that's something to brag about!" Linda smiled at Nadia, giggling over to her mother who looked proud of her daughter.

Not being able to take compliments as easily as others would, Nadia shyly put her down and glanced at her manicured nails, wanting the conversation to shift from her to anything else. Luckily for her, the attention switched to Nicola walking rather quickly to the front door to welcome someone into the house. Wanting to escape the very cheery welcome of the newcomer, Nadia politely asked to go to the bathroom.

"Why the fuck is this house so big?" She whispered to herself as she dried her hands on the hand towel, exiting the guest bathroom to get back into the dining room. Hearing rather heavy footsteps seemingly walking into her direction, Nadia opted to walk faster to avoid a possibly awkward encounter with anyone at the dinner table even though she's already grown fond of Nicola and her kids.

About to turn the corner, a soft yet musky scent wafted through the air, encircling Nadia's space. What entered her vision were brown air jordans, similar to those some of her students constantly spoke of usually with grief that they were expensive. Lifting her head to look at the individual in front of her, they seemed to slow their tracks.

Setting her eyes on the man in front of her, she tried her level best to not take in his facial features all in one moment. Seeing the tattoos that decorated his arm and hands, the woman grew speechless at the amount he had. Granted she had a few of her one but his were well kept and gorgeous. The graphic shirt he had on sat very well on his body, the perfect fit that is 'oversized' and his shorts showed the athletic build he had. She tried to snap out of it and so did he.

Lewis didn't want to say he was completely entranced by the woman in front of him but this was a face you couldn't get out of your head even if you wanted. Firstly he admired the choice of colour of her hair, seeing how it suited Nadia's face so well. Moving down to her face, her nose piercing was shining under the hallway light and the lipgloss had clearly been freshly coated. The outfit was very chill, the hoodie and cargo pants combo seemed extremely comfortable on her, blanketing her in a way. As if one blink could change everything, Nadia had blinked and turned her head, looking away from him.

"Oh sorry, you can go right through." She said with a small smile on her face as she moved out of the way so he could walk past him. "Thanks.. I'm Lewis." He introduced himself and the equally as small smile was as soft as he seemed. "Nadia, nice to meet you." She responded, blinking rather slowly as she was still as sleepy as she was before. "Likewise." Lewis answered, the small crinkle by his eyes showed that he seemed a bit tired as well but he clearly did not want to show.

With that, they both excluded the conversation with one entering the bathroom with the other heading in the direction of the dining table.

Willow had opted to sit next to Nadia as she piqued the young girl's interest, quite the colourful woman with not much to say. Nadia could not ignore how the child already began to adore her, her heart aching at the thought of possibly not seeing her new best friend that she made. Creating relationships with people other than her family was tough but to see herself become comfortable with neighbours she hadn't seen in years was odd. Willow's attention clearly went somewhere else as Nadia was in her thoughts, the man from before taking the child's seat. "Hey, that was my seat!" The young girl pouted at Lewis. "Yeah, that was my homegirl's seat." Nadia jokingly said as well, looking at his amused face.

"Sir uncle, you can sit on the couches." Willow ordered as she had a staring contest with her uncle. "But that's so far?" He had giggled, completely amusing Nadia who was watching the whole interaction. "Exactly." Willow sassed, making Nadia laugh.

A small gasp came from Linda's lips as she and the others had been watching the cute scene in front of them as everyone was getting ready for dessert. "Thembi, would you look at how precious this is." The older woman gushed, eyes focused on Nadia playing with Willow as Milo and now joined the scene, Lewis and Nadia having a conversation (mainly Lewis being curious on the hoodie and earrings).

"Are we sure about what we're going to do?" Anthony looked at Nicola with her nodding her head. "I feel like it's going to work. These rumours have been off the charts these past few weeks." Rightfully as his half-sister, she was worried about her brother. Everything seemed to be hurdled at Lewis, all types of untrue things and his pr team were working hard but had not found a solution or anything to put good attention to the driver. Reaching out to the family, Nicola, Anthony and Nadia's parents had managed to come up with something, unsure of whether it would work or not.

"You guys have been huddled up together for a while now, is everything okay?" Nadia spoke up, suspiciously looking at the group. "We're discussing the true crime shows that I've recommended to them." Thembi lied straight through her teeth, surprised that Nadia bought it. All she did was nod her head and continued playing with Willow, finding Lewis a very interesting person and someone she could definitely be friends with.

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dividers by: @cafekitsune

faceclaim for nadia: @/unclewaffles_ on ig!

all pictures from pinterest and ig!

[butteredfrogs]

i posted that i’m making a star blanket a few days ago and i just wanted to show off my progress because i’m super proud of it

i’m on day 3 of making this blanket and i just started on my second ball of yarn! obsessed with how the ombré is turning out it’s such a fun project <3

[peachiecure]

Character introduction: Maria/Cure Jump

~Basic info~

Name: Maria

Alter Ego: Cure Jump

Age: ?

Birthday: ?

Hair color: Brown w/ red ombré

Eye color: Blue

Maria is the fragmented part of Maria Oscuro’s spirit and is the true identity behind Cure Jump. She is a side character in Project: SFA.

Maria is strong willed, brave, leader-like and an ‘overall joy to be around.’ As Cure Jump, she fights with the power of fire, along with a few other new tricks up her sleeve that she learns from Mario as they protect the kingdom at times. Though… there seems to be something behind those blue eyes of hers.

When separated from her team and from her leader role, she appears to be more impulsive than usual. In terms of empathy, she seems to be lacking a bit when it isn’t towards anyone that isn’t on her side. She also seems to always resort to physical attacks, a force to be reckoned with. Her powerful fists with crimson flames burn bright, ever growing… ever spreading… Being fragmented from her true self has left the key components that make her ‘whole’ missing.

For more information on Cure Jump, such as voice claims, please visit @nintendoprecure

~Outfits/Appearances~

Jump has two main looks that she uses. Her first appearance, the one Larissa sees in her mind is actually a reflection of what Jump is supposed to look like. Her hair is swept to the opposite side of Larissa’s, her ponytail following the same direction. She sports Mario’s signature cap, gloves and overalls but with tall brown boots and a loose belt around her waist. Her striking yellow cape ties the iconic look together that reminds Larissa of Super Mario World. Though, even though she is supposed to look exactly like Maria Oscuro, the girl who was supposed to become Cure Jump, for some reason… she’s missing her freckles, giving an uncanny, too perfect look to her face.

Her other look, the one that everyone knows is influenced by Larissa’s body. Features are changed to be more cutesy, her hair being more wavy, swept to Larissa’s direction. The iconic Mario cap is replaced with a mushroom clip, and her sideburns are longer and more flowy. Her overalls are more of a layered overall dress, her sleeves long and drooping with the gloves and cape lost. Pink gets added as another accent color to solidify Larissa’s influence.

Jump’s outfit colors change depending on if she has a power up or not, just like Mario.

~Power and abilities~

Cure Jump is a balanced physical fighter, packing good punches and kicks when in battle. She also wields the ability to summon fire for her special attack, “Jumping Fire.” Her jump is also significantly higher than her fellow teammates (which for SFA, aren’t important). At this point in time, she has started to gain upgraded attack power-ups by using “amiibos”. By scanning one, she can summon a copy of a fellow companion to preform their final smash. If they’re around, the power will simply be transferred to them to preform the final smash instead.

In the Mario universe, Jump can also use the various power-ups just like Mario. The only downside is that they only work for a short amount of time for Jump. (Like how the fire and ice flower power-ups work in Mario Galaxy).

~Relationships~

Larissa: “As my vessel, Larissa is… not ideal. She is a coward, fragile like a flower… but she has potential if she puts in the effort. I’ll make it work, that’s why I’m here. As a Precure, it’s my duty to complete my mission, and I will do anything to see it through… no matter what blocks my way, I will rise to the top…”

Mario: “As my teacher, Mario is exactly what you expect. I don’t have much to add, I do what he says, even if I don’t agree at first. Our upbringings are different, so of course at first we’d not agree immediately to certain solutions. Luckily, I’m flexible… not as much as I should be, but I am flexible. He’s a good man, just wants the best for his family and friends, and I can respect that.”

Peach: “The Princess has been awfully busy lately, preparing for her coronation and all. From when I do speak with her, she is very kind and caring, exactly what this kingdom needs. Larissa is more crazy about her than me, so I apologize for the lack of words.”

Sweetheart: “The young Princess… she is very innocent for her age. She seems to have this… unwavering adoration towards anyone. It’s cute… but I fear it may bring her trouble if the wrong person comes along.”

Luigi: “… Luigi reminds me of Larissa.”

Flame: “Flame… for being a fellow fire user like me… he couldn’t be so behind. That scepter of his honestly limits his ability to do more, along with how he constantly panics over everything. Urg, just like Larissa… it’s okay, it’s honestly entertaining to see him arguing with Aqua.”

Aqua: “Aqua is just as good as they say, especially for being around Larissa’s age. His grasp on his aquatic powers are truly impressive for how young he is, and I can only see him getting better as time passes. I can admire his power, but he is a bit stuck up, which… can be worked on. I can’t help but feel he’s trying to compensate for something with that ego of his.”

Merlon: “Merlon is the anchor of this world to my own. They help with summoning me here and returning me back. When in private, we’re able to discuss… topics that we wouldn’t dare to speak of to anyone else. After all… this world is just a video game. But alas, I don’t think I’m even able to tell YOU everything about Merlon. That’s only up to them.”

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~Maria? Or is it Larissa?~

Struggling to tell if it’s Maria or Larissa? Check her eyes!! They say that eyes are the one gateway to someone’s soul, after all~

Larissa will most of the time always have her glasses on, and her eyes will be warm brown. Maria will always take off Larissa’s glasses, and her eyes will be blue.

Maria’s dialogue will also always be italicized in the comic as well.

That’s it for this intro, thank you for reading!

[m4eve]

Kaeya and Heizou with a reader who tends to jokingly say 'shut up' whenever they get flustered by them (I am definitely not projecting/jk)

: refreshing connections

the sky of mond has turned into a gorgeous cotton candy ombré. as it is the day of the windblume festival, the lights on land will soon overpower the colors of the sky. you are next to your 2 favorite people, one with that damned eye patch and the other with the silly mole under his eye. of course, you cherish both of them, you want to live in every second as you know the detective rarely gets the chance to travel.

it'll be a good idea, you thought, to introduce heizou and kaeya to one another. they have similar lines of work, similar personalities, and... not too far off ethnics? well, at the very least, you'd presume they'd enjoy each other more than "another tiresome case" or "another informant" as they have to fake smiles daily. you think their impressions of one another will shine through those daily encounters.

so after months of going back and forth with heizou through ink trying to convince him to come up to mondstat, you get a special letter:

"Dear Y/N,

I come to you with some exciting news. The Tenryou commission just got word of a new case in the central area of Mondstat. There are some Fatui on the loose, and I intend to stop them in their tracks. I'll be in town just in time for the Windblume festival. I suppose even fate decided that it had been far too long since we've seen each other. And knowing your love for Mondstat culture, I'm sure the festival will be as exciting as you claim. I expect to have a great tour guide for my trip, can't wait to see you there!

- Your partner, Heizou"

and so, your planning for heizou to have the best windblume festival ever begins! you decide that a general outline of the day will be most ideal because most intricate plans would not be accomplished. so, at the very least, heizou will get to have a general overview of the city, and you know you have to take him to the good hunter for his love of fried food. and the main star of the show, kaeya and heizou's meeting! first, you have to find a way to bribe kaeya into staying around heizou for the majority of the festival...

it is the first day of the windblume festival, and mond is more lively than before! you decided to be both comfortable but also fashionable today as you know walking will be your body's main focus today. you walk up to kaeya, exclaiming you'll be introducing kaeya to someone he has to meet!

"oh? i do hope they're almost as interesting as me."

if only he knew how alike they were.

heizou gets into town, and you and kaeya are conversing near the dandelion stand. heizou sneaks up behind you, "oh look here, i thought my beloved tour guide would be more observant of their surroundings." you almost jump as you turn around. you yell at him to 'not scare you like that!' before you both embrace each other in a big hug, and he announces his always correct assumptions. "it seems you have a shimmer in your eyes that is unrelated to the festival at hand. don't tell me.. do you have a surprise for me?" you nod, introducing him to meet the one and only calvary captain.

"heizou! i'd like for you to meet our calvary captain, kaeya alberich! kaeya, i'd like for you to meet a well-respected detective from the tenryou commission, shikanoin heizou!"

they acknowledged each other with a greeting and firm handshake. once they laid eyes on one another, they decided, "hey, i think this festival is going to be pretty interesting"

the captain willingly gives the detective a tour of all of the stands because who else would be the best candidate? he gives illustrative details and bits of history of all the stands. as you three walk around all of mondstat, of course, kaeya can't help his flirtatious nature, giving you and heizou sly jokes or words that are up for interpretation in between every explanation. the most excruciating thing about it? heizou goes along with it! their humor bounces off of each other, like two kids at a trampoline park. you pray you won't be a victim of BOTH of their teasing.

the night of mond has been filled with colorful laughter. you know that the two will have to focus on their duties coming tomorrow, and you wish to stay in this moment forever. throughout the day, the boys have teased you more and more. now it just seems they're at an all-time high. with kaeya's eloquent words and heizou's observant nature, you can barely get a break! it doesn't help that these two are very attractive men are going back and forth with you! you three end the day at good hunter, and you decide to get some delicious steak with sauce. after walking all day with overbearing excitement, you decide it's best to have something heavy that will calm you down. as you're eating, you realize it was never difficult to have kaeya and heizou converse. well, it was to be expected! you're glad you were the leverage to their communication. however, you are not glad that they are so flirtatious. kaeya notices a sploch of sauce on the side of your mouth. while you are engrossed in eating, kaeya gently brushes the sauce off of your mouth. it takes you a moment to realize what had happened, but once you do, they both have those stupid grins that light up their whole face. kaeya almost looks shocked, but you know it's only for his bit.

"something wrong, sweetheart? i was only trying to help–"

"shut up, i'm sick of you two."

to anon: thank you for your request! i apologize that your request has taken me so long to fulfill. I LOVE KAEZOU SO MUCH. i think that's why i took so long to write this, i love their characters so much i wanted to make sure i had their differences made obvious while also noting their similarities. ON EB SOUL WE GETTING KAEZOU CONTENT IN THE NEXT FEW PATCHES 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾

A/N: WE ARE SO. DAMN. BACK!!! executive dysfunction got me by the neck, but we are finally here. i finally am in the mood to get back writing, but PLEASE bear with me. you guys truly don't know how excited i am for the new mond archon quest! once that new archon quest comes out, it'll be my main fixtation for the new few weeks. i've thought about the phrase "show, not tell" when it comes to my writings. i won't lie.. i do like "telling" more than "showing..." these fics are mostly practice for me, and this is honestly just the way i write now. eventually, i will get to that point, though! ALSO, CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS IS ALMOST 900 WORDS!?+?!? I'VE REALLY OUTDONE MYSELF HERE.

[kaysoncoffee]

Sometimes, I just want to go around and around until I run out of yarn (unfortunately for this stash project, I needed to order more)

I did most of this on Sunday, it’s going a lot faster than I thought

Hook size 8; lionbrand mandala ombré in chi

[femmerose98]

First time making a baby blanket, and I’m giving it to my friend who is about to have a baby! I’m giving it to her tonight and I really hope she likes the colors. 🩵💛 I love the patterns the ombré yarn makes in this double crochet stitch. 💞💞 I’m genuinely nervous to give her this project, but I keep reminding myself I won’t get better if I don’t make things.

[systastic]

Hi!! Can we get 2 level 3 creators choice DSMP (any au/source) alter packs??:3 tysm!!

oouhh… dsmp is not smth we know 3: but ill try nya!!! -🍥

thought it would be funny to make all of their alt names start with the same letter. if ya want them to be different lmk and I’ll find others :] -🌳

name :: fundy, foxy, felix, finn, flynn, fallon, forest, finley, fyxe (pronounced fix)

age :: 21

pronouns :: he/him, fy/fyn, fox/foxs

roles :: system hacker, overclocker, optijective, contrarian advisor, semi-architect, minecraftxenorole

species :: human/fox shifter

gender identity :: kitfoxthing, codegender, sunstelasyne, mangojellyic

orientation :: gay

source :: brainmade / MYCT

aesthetic :: constructivism, memphis design, minivan rock

appearance description :: being both half human and half fox has given Felix the ability to transform from a full fox form to a half-human and half-fox form. fyn hair in human form is a comforting shade of orange with furry black ears sticking up from the fluff. an orange tail with a black tip sprouts from just above his behind and is rather sensitive to the touch. a strange ombré pattern trickles down from his fingers and toes, disappearing as it reaches halfway up his forearms and calves. flynn makes a habit out of wearing long pants with a billion pockets on the legs and a hoodie with deep pockets to stash all of the things he pilfers from others. they’ll get them all back later… probably… if foxy remembers to give them back or gets caught red-handed. when he isn’t being a little shit, fyxe can be found gaming the day away at his computer desk, often to the point of forgetting to eat or drink.

personality description :: an absolute menace of a man who commits so many crimes on a daily basis. whether it be snatching up stuff that isn’t his, coding the headspace to have some sneaky traps implanted, or convincing someone into something through reverse psychology, fundy is always getting up to no good. granted, his version of “no good” revolves around snatching up objects, building or coding things into the headspace that would mildly inconvenience someone, or annoying someone else. still, it can get frustrating. he is a gamer and goes bananas over being given full access to a sandbox game, learning the ins and outs in a matter of hours and starting to mod it as soon as he can. if other alters make stuff in the same game, then fallon will try to help them… though his help isn’t always wanted.

likes :: gaming, coding, making stupid shit, playing with his friends, pulling pranks on people, foxes, creating things, working with others on projects, playing minecraft, committing crimes (not real ones, only lighthearted stuff), snatching things that look cool, YouTube video binging, and pilfering some late night snacks to soothe his hunger

dislikes :: his coding not working, getting caught in his own traps, being called out for the stuff that he does (people just can’t have fun nowadays, can they?), having to work on school stuff (boring!), getting frontstuck, being on his own for too long with nothing to do, and being bored. he hates being bored.

front triggers :: minecraft, coding work/lessons, the idea of making some mischief, pranks and practical jokes

signoff :: 🦊, 💻, 📝, or 🔏

Image source here

name :: callahan, callum, chandler, caelan, caelus, cian, cillian, conor

age :: 19 to 22

pronouns :: he/him, they/them, si/syr, dear/dears (dearself)

roles :: escutcheon, naturalist, pacific, advisor, minecraftxenorole

species :: deer-human hybrid

gender identity :: deerthing, etincechampic, faefolkspinnic

orientation :: achillean

source :: brainmade / MYCT

aesthetic :: mossy, goblincore, cabincore,

appearance description :: cillian is a shorter guy with curly brown hair, tanned skin, and deep brown eyes. he often wears a cloak over his shoulders to accompany his outfit. why they do this isn’t super clear — but what is clear is that they love their cloak and can often be spotted running around to make the wind blow it back. conor isn’t a huge fan of layers; this usually makes him go shirtless when wearing his cloak, or wear a very light tank top underneath. dear rarely wears shoes when outside as dear likes to feel the dirt and grass under dears feet as dear goes. some folks see this as callum being “dirty” or “gross”, but cal doesn’t care. he knows headspace isn’t as real as the outer world is. so what if he doesn’t wear shoes? it won’t hurt them any. cian sometimes has a muffler he pulls up over his mouth to give himself a barrier between his lips and the world. it feels… safe, somehow.

personality description :: callahan is a very sweet if not somewhat shy person. they’re known for their silly streak and ability to joke around even when they aren’t in the mood to speak. cal’s ability to mime is second to none, and god knows they can use their hands to accentuate things. unlike fundy, caelus doesn’t get any humor out of watching other people suffer. he prefers to help instead of hurt; it makes him feel better about his position and role. despite his preference for silence, cian does like to interact with others. this can come through gestures and actions or simply projecting his thoughts to other headmates without saying a single word. in his mind, this makes communication easier than talking does, what with word choice and tone and all of that. chandler is a bit of a loner, but he still likes to hang out with his friends for special or otherwise important events.

likes :: solidarity, sitting on the ground in the middle of a clearing, fresh dew on blades of grass, observing the world, reindeer, regular deer, in-game wildlife, the small details that really build up a video game, good graphics and smooth frame-rate, sandbox games, being able to play with others, and not having to use his voice to talk during a video game.

dislikes :: big crowds, loud concerts, being annoyed by fundy too often, griefers, people who make games no fun for anyone, rule breakers (ie spawnkills, save-scumming pvp fights, server bounty hunters, hackers, etc), unfair rules, being pushed out of a group in favor of someone else they don’t know, getting replaced, and having to wear shoes when outside for any length of time (it feels so wrong).

front triggers :: being on their own in otherwise busy places, an inability or unwillingness to speak, people-watching, world simulators

signoff :: 🦌, 🌎, or 🗺️

image source here

[paleper0n4]

Come over for dinner, Ishigami Senku x fem!reader 🥬🤍 (AU) part 1/2

Cw: nothing in this chapter…

Synopsis: Reader and Senku are childhood friends. Reader has been Senkus English Pen pal since they were kids! So when reader moves to Japan for her father’s work, her and Senku rekindle a friendship rather quickly.

It was cold that night, you and your dad had gotten off the plane less than 12 hours ago and you were already walking the twilight streets of Japan, hand in hand. “Papa where are we going?” You asked, pulling down your thick scarf to speak clearly. Your dad looked at you and smiled, “we’re visiting a good friend of mine, though last time you saw him you were only a baby.”

You toyed with your thick gloves as you and your dad patiently waited for this family friend to open the door and invite you in. You peered around, surprised by the lack of security gates on all these apartment doors. Japan sure seemed safer than back at home. “Y/N” your dad called, “Byakuya and Senku only speak Japanese, so try your hardest to socialise with the language barrier!” Language wasn’t too big of a divide when you’re 7, language is rather rudimentary at that age anyway. You nodded. You had some conversational Japanese, only because your dad makes you take private lessons since the both of you frequent Japan somewhat regularly. Sooner or later you’ll be moving there so why not start early. You heard a click from behind the door. It swung open and there stood Byakuya, a man who was mostly unrecognisable to you. You shied behind your dad’s tall figure as the man spoke, his English wasn’t as rusty as you originally presumed it may be. “My old friend!!! Come inside come inside!” He opened the door wider and the warm air from the apartment felt inviting. You and your dad stepped inside, he took his coat off as well as his shoes. You followed your dad’s actions, far too shy to make a mistake in this foreign land with all its modest customs. As you neatly put your shoes aside your dad pats your shoulder with a commendable smile. “Senkuuu!!!” Byakuya called. “…SENKUUU!!! come say hi!” You stared wide eyed at your dad. You don’t remember Senku but you know of him, your dad told you stories about you and Senku when you were only babies during your flight down. You were a little nervous. I mean understandably so, a 7 year old in a foreign country, meeting with strange people you’re supposed to know yet don’t. Senku walked out from a turn in the corridor, you saw his static hair first, ombré and upright. You eyed him suspiciously as he walked into the foyer, lab coat and all. “Yo.” Senku waved. Byakuya put a proud hand on his son, “Senku has been working all day on a new science project!” Byakuya jolted, “ah! Senku why not welcome y/n by showing her your science room whilst the adults chat!” He smiled at his son gaumlessly. Senku looked at you, still positioned close to your dad’s side. You waited for a response though his neutral face gave no indication of which way the answer would go. “Mm.” He folded his arms and nodded in agreement. He said something in Japanese, far out of your realm of understanding, ticked his head to the side, motioning you to follow, and made his way to his science room. You scurried after him.

“And this is the after math of that experiment.” Senku picked up a nicely chewed frying pan, completely void of its bottom. You gawked. You didn’t understand much of what he was saying but you still felt amazed at the stuff he was doing. Admittedly when you heard science your brain went straight to vinegar volcanos, rock candy and invisible ink. You spoke some broken Japanese, “who…help…with this…work?” Senku chuckled and got up from his floor of scattered experiments and sat at his computer. You followed him, resting your hands on the desk chair he was sitting on. He opened his email and browsed through his replies. Your eyes widened “English!” You saw heaps of replies all in English from the same correspondent. “You…understand?” You observed, seeing most of Senkus Japanese replies. Senku shook his head and opened a recent document. “Not really, some sentences don’t translate well” he pointed at a sentence and read it in English, the best he could, “the integral of the thrust over burn time” you started at him. “When I translate this word” he pointed at integral, “it doesn’t translate into something that makes sense in terms of math.” You stopped for a moment; trying to englishly piece together what Senku was saying. You had gathered that maybe he was struggling with integral as a homograph. You had just learnt about homographs before school holidays so Senkus problem finally clicked for you. “Senku…I…help” you smiled. He pushed himself off the chair and you hopped on and opened Google. But when you tried to type you were met with Japanese characters instead of English ones. “Eh Senku… English please.” You pointed down at his keyboard. Senku reached over and changed a few settings. “Thank you” you said confidently. You worked into Google, integral meanings and selected the second option and pasted it into Google translate for Senku to read through before getting off the chair and offering it back to him. He gave it a read then smirked to himself. “Thank you y/n” Senku turned around in his chair, “you’re pretty good at English for a 7 year old” you didn’t understand what he was saying, you just cocked your head to the side. “Japanese though… well whatever.” Senku typed something into google translate before turning back to you and in his best English he asked.

“Let’s trade emails, you help me with English and I’ll help with your Japanese?”

That was 10 years ago. From that day you continued to teach Senku English up until he was about 15, you were a devoted teacher to your pen pal. In terms of him helping you with Japanese though… that just meant he’ll correct your Japanese assignments from your tutors. Maybe. If you were being honest, your teaching interactions were mostly one-sided. Not the end of the world, you had actual Japanese tutors and since that day 10 years ago, your Japanese has improved exponentially.

You and Senku stopped pen palling 2 years ago. You contemplated shooting him an email after your dad broke the news that after 12 long years in your home country, you’d be moving to Japan. Your dad was a major car engineer who was head hunted to work at the Toyota headquarters in Aichi. Although far away, your dad mainly works remotely and only commutes to Aichi for important business ventures. You’d been to Japan a few more times before moving, but only saw Senku and Byakuya once or twice and once Byakuya was stationed in America, you saw him even less. To give an absolute number? You last saw Senku 3 years ago, maybe even 4?

And so here you are 10 years later, already well accustomed to life as a student in Japan. Your dad enrolled you at the same high school as Senku to help you acclimate easier. It was refreshing to have at least one person you knew in a new high school.

You were sitting in class, the teacher was droning through the last few slides of the material as the clock inched closer and closer to the inevitable bell. Your phone buzzed from inside your blazer pocket, you tapped the screen and saw a notification from Senku that read:

Meet me in the science lab after class? Bring me banana milk too :)

You sigh and turn your phone off. Seeing your reflection in the black, you fixed your hair and waited for the bell. You wondered what Senku wanted from you, well other than the obvious. Maybe he needs help with an English assignment, or maybe he wants me to test out a science project. Don’t get me wrong, Senku usually asks to see you after class but usually he’s super specific as to why.

Y/n. Lab after Geography, need your tiny hands to attach a cylinder or 2 to my remote control drone :)

Bring me some Banana milk :)

Y/n I left my soldering iron in the art room, fetch for me :)

Y/n help me carry my equipment home? I’ve already got Taiju carrying half, oh and can you bring Banana milk with you? :)

Don’t even bother asking about the Banana milk, it’s Senkus current hyper fixation drink, apparently it was orange energy drinks last time. You were pulled from your thoughts by the sound of the bell. You got up and made your way to the lab, making sure to stop by the vending machine to pick up Senkus milk. You got to the lab and slid open the door. “Yoo, Senku. What’s up- eh?” You stared at the scene in front of you. Senkus hair was blown clean back and coated in a dark film, his lab coat, desk, chair and neighboring science nerds were all flamed and burnt. “Eh-he Y/N-chan. Did you bring my milk?” Senku smiled, hands clasped together with a bright flowery smile. You blinked incredulously. “Ah… yeah…” you walked towards Senku and placed the Banana milk on the burnt table. Senku took the milk, and started at you with twinkling eyes. “Y/N, help me clean this up!”

“Eh? …HA?!” You hit Senku on the head with a closed fist, plumes of smoke and ash clung to your uniform as you grumbled at the state of… well everything. You spoke through grit teeth, “fine but you owe me.”

Cleaning up the lab had cut into your last lesson of the day, which Senku conveniently had free. Though you were quickly excused when staff members caught wind that you were cleaning up the catastrophe that was the science lab. By the time you were finished you were completely covered in soot, head to toe. Senku took a final swig of his banana milk and dropped the empty carton in the bin, overflowing with black scrunches of damp tissues. “How do you drink that stuff? Don’t you get headaches?” You wiped the sweat from your brow with the inside-out of your blazer sleeve that was lazily tied to your waist. Senku stretched placing his arms behind his head, “you must have deformed taste buds if you don’t like the taste of banana milk.” You grumbled at his remark, whispering something under you breathe that sort of sounded like a stupid leak or putrid geek, either way it garnered a giggle from Senku. Dusting your hands from a job well done you peered at Senku, “you live closer to school than I do, Im coming over and I’m staying for dinner.” You walked towards the door and grabbed your school bag, which you placed far away from the mass of black dust. You slid the door opened and turned your head back to look at Senku “hurry up science nerd, I’m not waiting all day.” Senku shrugged and motioned after you.

You would frequent Senkus house. You were either there before school to walk with Senku, over the weekends with Taiju and Yuzuriha to work on science projects, or after school to have dinner. Granted you only go for dinner when Byakuya is in town, yet since Senku mostly lives alone now, you rarely pop over for dinner so tonight is little out of schedule. But there’s a reason you don’t go visit him for dinner, one beyond the lack of Byakuya…

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My ass is soooo far behind on my requests and this is lowkey an oooooold draft but like whateva. But in true PalePer0n4 fashion- part 2 will be NSFW (duhhhh) and like obviously for the sake of most morals errors- this does take place pre petrification when Senku and Reader are in Matric. But Yeahh, requests pending <3!

[sinnaminttoast]

Okay here are what I think all of the boys’ hair colors are to me and their length for some of them.

Now whether these hair colors were dyed or they were born with…🤷‍♂️ idk suspend your belief.

Wolf boys|

David: Black hair that reaches to his shoulders and he pulls into a bun like Aizawa from BNHA

Asher: Dark brown fluffy hair with some strands being a lighter brown.

Milo: Black hair (I can never decide his hair style but just know it’s fluffy and long to pull back) kinda like this:

Vampire boys|

Vincent: I think he had black hair originally and then just dyed it silver white. Occasionally you can find strands of black hair.

Sam: Long blonde hair….i feel like there’s not much debate about that

Porter: fluffy light short brown hair!

Special mention Fredrick: brown hair with grayish blue eyes and freckles.

William: Long silver hair that reaches his ass.

Quinn: Messy Black hair

Also she’s not a boy but in my head Alexis has pink strawberry blonde hair

DAMN Boys|

Gavin: Bright red fluffy hair that he takes good care of.

Damien: Wavy long orange hair

Huxley: brown hair that he sometimes pulls into a little pony tail

Lasko: White/grayish hair that is super fluffy and there’s this one strand that never lays flat on his head.

Caelum: Pink hair :3

Kody 🙄😒: Blue

Xavier: White with almost like a light ombré blue at the tips of his hair.

D(a) emons |

Camelopardalis: teal/ light blue hair that has small petals from flowers

Vega: Black hair with strands of blonde/gold.

Avior: Black hair

Regulus: Black with teal highlights

THE BALANCE |

Elliott: blonde hair. He’s my sunshine golden boy

Blake: white hair…he gave me Saeran from Mystic Messenger vibes kind of

Brachium: long white hair

Aaron: Black hair that he has slicked back with some strands falling in front of his face.

PROJECT MERIDIAN|

James: Light blue hair and the man wears black glasses….has nothing to do with his hair but he does. Trust me.

Marcus: Black hair….

Brian: Purple hair

Antón: Black wavy hair 😋

OTHERS|

Hush: Almost like a desaturated blue green

Geordi: Purple hair!

Guy: Messy black hair

Morgan: Deep midnight blue that pretty much looks Black

Ollie: Pink hair that is just fluff 😁

Ivan: Blonde

[siennablaze219]

@daily-writing-challenge - May 2024 - Day 4 - Drama

The Banshee’s Wail

TW: Dementia, infidelity, violence

A woman’s voice screeched through Nahilvi’s comm, hidden under her hair, you could hide an entire engineering shop there with as full as the ombré curls were. “You PERVERT! You stay away from me! My daughter will be home any minute!”

It was the last day of the Hearts Of Tenacity fest and Nahi was kicked back around the fire sharing snacks with Pheonix, a woman she just met, while wearing her jeans, boots and Starstriders tee. One last night of freedom, then she would go back to the chaos of her family life, that was all she had been hoping for, one last night.

Scrambling to her feet, she apologized to the people around her who could hear the screaming, it had been so loud, and ran away from the circle. She stopped behind a tree and clicked the small device. “Mother… what in the Fel is going on?”

“There is a MAN here who tried to climb into my bed.”

Before she could respond another voice came from the shared family channel. “Hey Nahi, sorry, she has been so good all weekend.”

The singer ran three fingers up the center of her forehead then down to the bridge of her nose and kept her voice calm, “Mother… that is your husband Irenthalas. You have been married for years now.”

“No! I don’t KNOW him.” The pitch of the wail was so high only a trained singer could project it. Her mother had been an opera singer for hundreds of years, she had perfected it.

Well there went the last night of the festival and she hadn’t even been able to say goodbye to the new people she met. “I will be there in a minute, Iren.” It would do no good to address her mother, she was in one of her lapses. The dark skinned performer reached into her pack and pulled out her hearthstone, setting it for their home in Dalaran.

In the time it had taken for that simple action, Nahi could hear something shatter upstairs. The stairs were traversed three at a time with her long strides and she slid into the doorway to take in the chaos. Irenthalas was on the floor, blood streaming from his head, there was shattered porcelain in a blue and white pattern around him and her mother was lifting a lamp like she was going to throw it. “Mother stop!”

“Call the guards! Where is the one posted at my door? Our Prince would never leave me unguarded! Did this man kill him?”

Alright, this was one of her bad episodes. Nahilvi’s mother had been a singer in Kael’thas’ court for a long time, one of the favored entertainers that only performed in the main throne room. When the keep was attacked, she had fallen after taking a blow to the head. Nahi had picked up a sword to protect them but luckily the invader’s were focused on Prince Sunstrider by that time and it had allowed Irenthalas to get to them.

He had secretly been infatuated with Acenadalia for decades, but he was a lowly priest and her mother was married to Viscount Preado Sunburst, the ennobled bastard that her mother had found in her dressing room getting head from two of the Summershade triplets while suckling the third’s breast. Of course that wasn’t the first time he had been caught with his pants down, but it had been the latest.

Iren had helped get them clear before the keep was locked down completely, taking the women to his familial home in Dalaran. He treated her mother but the damage that had been done had left her permanently impaired. She had taken a glancing blow to the temple from an invader’s mace, the skull fracture and cuts healed well, but when Acenadalia woke it was clear she was not in her right mind.After it was clear that Nahi’s father had not made it out, Iren and her mother were wed.

With more work the lucid times outweighed the spells when her memory lapsed, but her mother had to be watched all the time. The last time she had not she walked right into the Alliance alcove in the city and demanded that she be taken to Kael’thas immediately along with no few ‘don’t you know who I am’s’ thrown in for good measure,

“Iren?” Nahilvi questioned while keeping an eye on her mother as sometimes she wasn’t recognized either.

The man’s deep voice sounded exhausted, “I’m alright, she just threw a teapot at my head. I never liked that set anyway.”

“Wasn’t that your grandmother twice removed’s set?”

“Yes, but family lore said she was a harridan.”

Nahi wanted to laugh but was expecting a lamp to be hurled at her or her step-father at any moment. “Mother, it is alright I am here now.”

“He crawled into my BED!”

The shrillness of her mother’s voice caused daggers of pain to embed themselves in Nahi’s head, “I am here now, you are safe, put down the lamp.”

“MY BED!”

“MOTHER!” Nahilvi yelled, she hated doing that most of all, “I am here, we will get everything sorted, put down the lamp.

Acenadalia’s gold eyes snapped to her daughter and narrowed, then they opened wide, “Nahi? When did you get home? Did you enjoy your festival? Did they like my song? I bet they did, you have such a lovely voice. Iren? Why are you on the floor? Did you fall?” She set the lamp back down and crawled into her huge bed, “Come to bed dear, I am sure our daughter would like a bath and settle in for the night.”

Just like that, all the drama ended and they were all one big happy family again. Her mother hadn’t been wrong, she did want a bath and bed, but that bath was going to be accompanied by a bottle of brandy. “Sleep well mother, Iren. I love you.”

(Minor mention of #pheonix)

[cadaverdolls]

:)

Pew pew 🎉

Who? @rosurie

I understand the struggle with the Wraith. Sleep is for the weak, they can’t drag me into the lake kicking and screaming if I don’t go to sleep >:)

But ya, they really just have it out for me. I’m a fool who opened the flood gates. I kind of have beef with the Ivory wraith for ruining my first Halloween.

Breakdown below ⬇️

Bangs : With how the side pieces are I think the bangs would be better not attached to the face (aka embroidered.)🪼 Hair type : Doll hair. The curls at the bottom would need to be maintained by the owner though but I think it be worth it. You just need to get some sort of curler like a large straw and pour hot water over it then let it rest (this is simplified, look up tutorials on it if your curious and make sure the maker of your doll is clear about what hair they use so you don’t do something wrong to it.)🪼 Clothing : both top and bottom seem like easy finds but generally it’s not always easy finding clothes sellers. The belt for the jeans skirt is prob something you’d need to sew or have custom. The warms are fine. Hair accessories can sometimes just be found at kids accessories stores like Claire’s since they make their things smaller for children to wear.🪼 Issues that may happen : ombré pieces as doll hair sometimes cost extra. I know some makers do add on prices for extra hair colors and some other stuff. Necklace can be made with a strip of fabric and a small cross charm if you know a little bit of hand sewing. Hair bows can be children’s rubber band hair bows (I saw it before on kids when I was younger. Almost identical.)

Drawing was, I could have done better with the lips. I had fun today.

Long break, that was like a month? Yep. Anyway, the mini project I was talking about. I’ve decided I’ll be doing minis of any fan kids I see, I love seeing people draw their PC’s babies. I’ll just need to figure out what tag would be the best for finding those. Also I need to make a mini template since the body type is different.

[justapalspal]

Maybe my next nail polish project will be some ombré/gradient nails again hmm