#phantomia

[hey-phantomia]

Hey, nice to meet you here!

I‘m PhantomiA and I would describe myself as an artist. Passion and joy is what I find in creating things and bringing my ideas to life by using different ways and styles of art, so I try a lot and I‘m not limited to a specific range or style. Most importantly, I like to have fun with my projects. My goal is to inspire other people, as well share my journey, my knowledge or experiences in an (hopefully) entertaining way.

And btw- thanks for sticking around and supporting me :) PhantomiA

[lastnightstoryart]

Duck Avenger

[dukemeropide]

"Back again, huh?"

[starlitpaths]

[SHARE A COFFEE]

[romancandlelight]

hello. do you sell explosives. i am asking for very legal reasons

for equally legal reasons i do! what very legal reasons would you like them for?

[trailblczed]

about: albedo!

Let's here your thoughts, Caelus! || Accepting.

❛ I may be dense, or "unlearned", but I'm not stupid- nor blind. I've seen that mark on his neck..

It looks rather similar to one I have---

I had an strange feeling about the man when I first ran into him at that bar.. uh.. Angel something.. An odd sense of comradery without even knowing his name. I want to ask Albedo some questions to see why that feeling sits there.. but I feel as if I shouldn't. Aside from it probably being a tad rude, I know people have secrets that they don't want to share. The last thing I want to do is make anyone feel pressured just to satiate my curiosity.

Besides, given enough time I may just find out on my own- whether figuring it out myself (not likely), or having Albedo be comfortable enough with me that he tells me himself. ❜

[herexcellencythealmightyshogun]

hey "nice" katana haha it fuckin sucks you hipster asshole [you turn around and reveal you are her excellency the almighty narukami ogosho raiden shogun from the inazuman shogunate] oh fuck

You dare to mock the Musou no Hitotachi? Such insolence will not go unpunished.

TAZES

[negawingduck]

Him!!!

[balemouns]

lynette wordlessly brings you 10 fresh fish impaled on a stick (happy father's day)

hmm... how long does it take to grill fish beyond recognition? no seasoning involved please. yes, that includes cooking oil. asking for a family cookout.

[huuuugestmoney]

can i have some huge money

get your own huge money. this bunch is taken.

[huntersoath]

♡ bogglerinde egg /this is j. clond linat egg if you would like though

girl my art muscles suck right now (also i'm not putting a ton of effort into these so forgive me) alright this girl is literally the usain fucking bolt of the genshinverse. who made her that fast? why are both of her parents fucking sonic the hedgehog? we may never know too smart for her own good. a little bit of a troublemaker but like in a funny way speaks like google maps telling you where to go. no tone. no emotion. flat. robot. AI. I HOPE U ENJOY SENETTE

[balu8]

Lara Molinari: Duck Avenger

[romaritimes]

tada! her dear baby brother gets a treat, of course. doves flutter all around him, chirping their cheerful greetings, and when their little wings flap away, there stands lynette with a large ribboned box.

"happy birthday, freminet. this is from me." and lynette very rarely lets on what she is thinking, feeling, hearing; but today, the warmth in cool violet eyes leaves little room for doubt in terms of her earnestness. freminet is family. lynette will always love family—and her two closest brothers most of all. as for what's inside the box, it's a bundle of gifts that hopefully covers enough bases between practical and sentimental. one is a mechanical saurian toy unlike anything that exists in fontaine—a purchase she had snuck during their trip to natlan—the second is a kit engineered precisely to tinker with natlan's phlogiston-based technology; and the third, another saurian toy...though this one is a soft plush rather than a device. "is there anything you'd like to do today? we can go together... and afterwards, let's have some dessert. it'll be my treat."

The flock of doves come as a minor startle, but not exactly a surprise, especially when they reveal his older sister before him. Freminet takes the box from Lynette's hands, corners of his lips turning up into a nearly imperceptible smile of gratitude, though he knows his sister expresses herself similarly and can read his emotions even if they're not spelled out on his face.

"Thank you, Lynette," he nods. "Yes, Lyney also wanted to go out for a meal, perhaps we can all go, the three of us."

The selection of gifts is revealed to him later that night in the comfort of his bedroom, and he has to admire his older sister's slight of hand to have been able to purchase and stow these away from their Natlan trip without him noticing. Now that he thinks about it, Freminet may have seen her stuff one of the gifts away into a magic pocket, but at the time, the thought had never crossed his mind that it would have been a present for his birthday.

The saurian plush joins Lyney's gift of the clockwork cat companions and his trusty Pers beside him in bed, as well (his mattress was getting a little cramped, but he thinks to himself it is a good problem to have). The mechanical saurian and phlogiston kit neatly sit upon the other tools on his work desk as if keeping watch over them, and he will no doubt enjoy the tinkering and experimenting as much as he did the company of his family for his birthday dinner.

[fanfaire]

if lynette found more difficulty in this prompt than she had her last two, she does not express as much, but a poker face like lynette's is steely enough as it is.

you are watching a painter paint a portrait of your friend. that much is fine. lynette stands before the two people in front of her, one being lady furina herself—no pressure or anything, right?—while lynette strikes a contemplative pose, the one she uses to discourage chatty strangers in public for how deep in thought it makes her look.

the painter is doing an absolutely miserable job. miserable is a bit mean, but it sounds about right.

it’s so hard not to laugh. and this is where her role gets dicey. laughter is not something she would imagine herself doing in any situation with lady furina, but moreover, they ask her to do the opposite of everything she's been conditioned to know.

but you’re trying not to distract your friend—if they start moving, the portrait will be even more ruined. it's already beyond salvation, but lynette doesn't get to say that aloud. all that's left is to do her best, really.

the gloved hand at her chin stirs, moving over her mouth instead. she clears her throat once, twice.

"it's looking... good," she remarks, as unconvincingly as possible.

prompt : you are sitting for a portrait being painted of you, wondering why your friend is making a bunch of weird faces. are they trying to distract you?

AND FROM THE JAWS OF THE LION, she leaps into flame. this one's name is. . . lyney is her brother, yes, lynette. the twin never at the forefront of such indispellable shows of magic, rather powering the engine behind it, her brother's trusted assistant and partner.

she has never interfaced with her directly, nor seen her much off stage.

she supposes the same could be said for the other.

how easy it must have been, then, to agree to playing a hand in her grandest magic to date——that of deceiving and luring her own sovereign. it is far easier to tear down an image of something than a person, so what is the image she had seen? like much of fontaine, perhaps: a flagrant idol ; a burlesque that could not be permitted to go on? none of them knew ; she could not blame them. and yet——and yet.

"is it?"

regardless, it is a disservice in this moment to think of the other only in the ripples she'd made of the past. and furina is, after all, only this epoch's finest actress ; blue-altered blues that flick to the other girl's face betray nothing of these misgivings, vibrant wells only curiosity. in truth, she has sat for enough portraits, seen enough twists and turns of the face to suspect what this prompt is suggesting. but her character has not.⠀(⠀and lynette's " weird faces " are not so weird, nor such exaggerated faces regardless.⠀)

in half exasperation, half tease, she finally sighs heftily, making sure not to let it move her own face so much ; this is already well-practiced.

"if you need to use a restroom, please do so. you are starting to make me uncomfortable."

[feliscus]

about: grin-malkin and bogglecat box :lyney_surprise:

ABOUT :　grin-malkin hat & bogglecat box.

🌢　you don't expect me to reveal all our secrets, do you? why don't i just put it like this: if i had a piece of paper and tore it into two, would you consider them as mere halves of their original whole or two new pieces of paper? likewise, would you say that the grin-malkin and bogglecat are separate entities or two halves of a greater trick? perhaps your answer to this question will reveal the true secret to our hat tricks.

[cisoriaseams]

about lynette: ears

"Hmm? What about Lynette's ears are so strange? If anything, they're quite useful. From time to time, she'll let me know what rumors circulate. Not that such whispers ever really bother me, most of them are true. I think she, considering her family, knows well enough what such information can do to me, and for me."