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celinamarniss · 6 months ago
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I'm working on the next chapter of Smuggler's Guide! It's just going slowly (holidays, work, migraines, other shiny distractions, etc)
The next part picks up post Death Star escape:
Han pushed himself out of the captain’s chair and brushed past the princess before she could start ordering him around again. Chewie had already disappeared around the bend in the corridor, probably headed for his room, but before Han could hunt him out, he was nearly knocked off his feet as Luke barreled into him. “Hey, hang on, where’s the fire?” 
“Where’s the medkit?” Luke demanded. “Mara’s been injured.” 
“I’m fine,” Mara called from behind him, her arm clutched to her chest. “It’s not that bad.”
Han jerked his head in the direction of the med bay. “Over there.” Luke darted past him, on a mission to find the medkit. “What happened?” he asked Mara. 
“Wiring shorted out in the turret,” Mara said. Her voice was steady but she winced as he pulled her arm free and turned over her hand. “It’s just a burn.” 
“Salve and a wrap should take care of it,” he said. “Take a painkiller, too.” She nodded. “And stay out of the turret until this heals. If we run into any more trouble, I’ll man the guns myself.” 
“I can bandage it for you,” Luke said, reappearing with the medkit clutched in his hands.
“He can bandage it for you,” Han said with a mocking lilt. 
Mara rolled her eyes at him.
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baudouinette · 5 months ago
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(WIP) First page of some panels representing the wedding scene in HCW (in the following panels to these, which I haven’t started on yet, Baldwin does something rather cute if I say so myself đŸ„č)
I’m currently writing the two chapters before the wedding, but I’m also writing some of the wedding because I could not wait as I already had so many drafts and concepts in my notes app for it âœšđŸ˜­đŸ«¶đŸŒ)
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This is a big deal for me, drawing panels. I never could before. With or without references. So far I’ve done this without (that’s why the top one is looking very messy and raw. I will reference some Holy Sepulcher photos and period-accurate cathedrals to make it make sense, architecturally speaking). Besides drawing without reference, with this style in particular I mostly struggle to figure out how many panels and which exact actions/scenes need to be drawn and how to arrange them.
Every time I tried to do this, I would soon give up from frustration. I have found the key to my improvement in art:
PATIENCE
Weening myself off references might result in frustration at first, but I realized, just giving myself a little more time to re-do or reshape what I have only just first drawn (that usually looks crap) gives the chance to actually improve (duh). I also realized eventually, after reshaping as much as necessary, the drawings end up looking kinda better than with reference (or at least have more of a personal touch and style)
PRACTICE
PATIENCE
If you are also an artist and struggle with something and would like to share some mutual support message me! I’m open to talking on discord, where I can be more interactive with people individually, as opposed to larger social media which I can’t browse or use much other than to post my creations, to avoid internet addiction 😞
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bloodsuckerproxy · 1 year ago
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Another WIP!
I have many ideas in mind for some future pieces. Posting also helps me keep track. Another Eddie piece ft. Waylon :3
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r33zp1 · 15 days ago
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FOUND IT🐙
I found the (now destroyed) wcc x bfc art💔 I was planning on redoing anyways cuz their faces looked funny (I wasn’t locked in when I first drew it) but I didn’t want it RUINED😭 (ignore the hands. We don’t talk abt those)
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I love Black Forest cookie💕 her biggest fan.
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toads-treasures · 11 months ago
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"You touch me like I am everything you asked god for. Underneath your hands I become poetry. This is the alchemy that you do."
—T. James
These two would either have the fanciest, the biggest the sappiest wedding Waterdeep has ever seen, or they would have the DND equivalent of a Vegas wedding. Maybe I’ll draw that version later.
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in-my-loki-feels · 4 months ago
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@silentxsymphony and I's Sharperton agenda continues! Please check out this absolutely amazing piece by @wolfpup026 of Benedict Bridgerton and Sir Thomas Sharpe sharing a sweet moment together. The detail alone is making me crazy, not to mention the softness. đŸ„ș😭💕
Aaaaand to compliment this gorgeous art, there's a little scene below the cut. You can find other snippets featuring these two in my Sharperton tag or on ao3. (Come, join us... 👀)
Benedict sighed. He was not sure why he had indulged this whim to pick up the brush again but it was clearly a foolish idea. The still life taking shape on the canvas was very still indeed, lacking any element that might draw the eye or hold one’s attention. Perhaps packing away his art materials after that disastrous stint at the academy had been the correct impulse, after all. 
“When I saw the door was open, I feared I would find you with your head bent to more boring correspondence,” said a familiar voice behind him. Benedict turned. 
Now there was a sight more full of life than anything he could ever capture on canvas. Thomas Sharpe stood in the doorway, his coat abandoned so that he wore only his shirt, waistcoat and breeches. His presence lifted Benedict’s spirits, at least until he realized Thomas was coming closer to inspect the painting. 
“This is quite good,” Thomas continued, in that lovely rumble that sent gooseflesh spreading across Benedict’s skin. 
“Flattery is unnecessary,” Benedict said dryly, facing the canvas again. He eyed his work and sighed. “You need look no further to see why I was accepted into the academy because of Anthony’s generous donation and not by my own skill.” 
“Or,” Thomas said, raising an eyebrow as he shifted his attention to Benedict, “perhaps the money found them before your letter did. Regardless, I will hear no more disparaging remarks.” 
He reached out to clasp the underside of Benedict’s arm, his thumb brushing beneath where the palette rested. Thomas let the touch linger as he stepped around behind Benedict, then moved his hand to Benedict’s waist. 
“It is a good start, now you need only finish it,” Thomas murmured, his lips brushing Benedict’s ear. It was the smallest touch, but it sent fire racing through Benedict’s body. Thomas often had that effect on him. It was solely for that reason that Benedict did not immediately understand what the other man was suggesting. 
“What, like this?” he asked with a laugh. Thomas had wrapped both arms around him and the heat of his body warmed Benedict’s back. His lips curved into a smile against the nape of Benedict’s neck.
“I do not see the difficulty.” A soft kiss followed the words. 
Benedict shivered and tried, in vain, to rally his thoughts again. “It is simply that I can think of other ways to more happily pass the time.” 
As close as they were, Benedict could feel the rumble of Thomas’ chuckle in his own chest. 
“As could I, my darling, but first, I would like to see you complete this painting. You have only ever been supportive of my own creations.” 
That was because the toys and gadgets Thomas put together were so clever. Thomas’ hold on him tightened, as if he guessed Benedict’s thoughts and was silently warning him not to give voice to them. 
Shaking his head, even as a smile tugged at his lips, Benedict attempted to return his attention to the canvas. It was no small feat given Thomas did not relinquish his spot, occasionally dropping a kiss to Benedict’s neck or murmuring compliments on his technique. 
“You, sir, are a menace,” Benedict said, as Thomas’ fingers ran back and forth along his waistband. “Did you not say you wanted me to finish this?” It was growing ever more difficult to concentrate with the stirring in his breeches brought on by Thomas’ touch. 
“I’m sure you have it in you to continue,” Thomas said, with absolutely no irony. 
Benedict snorted out a laugh. Not since Tilley had he met someone so delightfully playful. It was a word many would not think applied to Sir Thomas Sharpe, who maintained an appearance of quiet charm at most societal functions. A man with eyes so clear and blue and yet at times darkened by shadows. It gladdened Benedict’s heart to see Thomas showing more of this side of himself, even if only in private. 
Benedict moved his brush to the palette then paused. His growing arousal was momentarily forgotten as he looked between the painting and the bowl of fruit arranged on the nearby table. 
“I do believe I am finished.”  
He realized now that Thomas’ presence had distracted him from the doubts that so often plagued him when he stood at the easel. The finished work was by no means a masterpiece, but neither was it the disaster Benedict had seen it as before Thomas entered the room. 
Thomas was conspicuously silent behind him, also admiring the painting. 
“All right,” Benedict said with an overly aggrieved sigh, “it is not terrible.” Thomas’ hold loosened so that Benedict could move to the table and set down his brush and palette. When he turned back, he found Thomas smiling with a mixture of mirth and fondness. 
“Worthy of being skied in the Queen’s gallery, in fact,” Benedict continued, simply to hear Thomas laugh. He so enjoyed the sound and the way Thomas’ eyes crinkled with his smile. Benedict returned to his side with an impish grin as he tilted his chin up to meet the kiss Thomas pressed to his lips. 
“I suppose this means I should solicit your assistance whenever the urge to paint strikes me?” Benedict said. 
“A wise idea, indeed,” Thomas replied, taking hold of Benedict’s hips to pull him closer. He bent down, bringing his lips to Benedict’s ear. “You may even discover I am quite a willing model, should you find yourself in need of more interesting subjects to study.” 
A delighted laugh burst free of Benedict before he was silenced by Thomas’ lips once again. 
* Skied art was hung at the top edge of a wall, typically the worst place for art to appear.
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wangxianficrecs · 7 months ago
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Follower Recs
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A Marriage Alliance with a Summer Wedding, Anyone?
by Herlilacskies
Not rated, 146k, WIP, Wangxian
Summary: i'm a whore for wangxian arranged marriage Was previously titled "Bitch I'm Petty"
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(Please REBLOG as a signal boost for this hard-working author if you like – or think others might like – this story.)
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lunar-inkclipse · 4 months ago
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Been cooking up some drawings of some murdle suspect girlies for a while, so enjoy having some sketches thrown your way! (Partially because this will take twenty centuries to complete because I draw at a snail's pace, oop-)
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elfcollector · 8 months ago
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can i be controversial? a lot of you have "i like this character and view them as a Good Person so its impossible for them to have any bad politics and therefore it's bad writing when my fav is written to have any prejudices at all, even prejudices it makes sense for them to have" disease and u must cure it
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blakeexists07 · 1 year ago
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Barnacles wedding:0
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ahalliance · 9 months ago
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how do i turn qantoine’s spontaneous marriage proposal to qetoiles into evidence of his early-days fear of qfrench drifing away and keeping secrets from one another
#the conversation takes place in antoine’s vod: L’ANNIVERSAIRE DE TALLULAH at 41 mins ish#like . okay . its such a fucking crazy moment to me that still lives in my head bc it’s a a joke . but it’s also not#he asks etoiles directly after spiderbit wedding . ‘don’t you want to get married?’#after it gets mentioned*#etoiles turns him down bc he ‘doesn’t have time to fuck [he] needs to kill everyone’#and antoine says ‘well but— just a marriage’ like it’s the act itself that is the most important to him not anything that could come with it#the confirmation of partnership . of having someone to rely on . something that feels to him maybe more certain and solid than the#friendships antoine had at that point . like if he felt things were slipping and he was being left behind he wanted the certainty of#something like a marriage that is traditionally considered More important and certain .#and i think the end of their conversation is notable in how antoine brings up the notion of betrayal — he getting betrayed by others and how#he’s fed up with it . after etoiles says no to the marriage (though specifying that he’s gonna think about it) antoine brings the whole#betrayal thing up after a pause . he doesn’t necessarily consider etoiles as having betrayed him but it’s that lack of certainty#certainty that etoiles has refused to give him that makes him start to open up about how he’s tired of people promising him things (or#seeming to promise him things) only to leave him out and in the dark . and there’s an insecurity there that really shines if you take this#moment into consideration with the Larger Shifting his character is going through .#like tldr ; qantoine has begun to realise that his friends are starting to form deeper bonds with other people and thus keep secrets with#them which to him means leaving him behind . taking notice of this he brings this up to his friends in . not exactly direct ways . he#talks about how he doesn’t like secret keeping but doesn’t seem to push much further and he also tries to remedy the issue#of feeling left behind by doing shit as discussed above ^ however on account of the InHuman i’m not sure he understands what he’s doing very#well . and as we know antoine doesn’t make much progress and ends up retreating into himself and beginning to keep his own secrets . to do#his own shady shit . to work in the shadows and not be honest with any of his friends either . to hold them at arm’s length despite how much#he still cares . the only person he puts his full trust into anymore is pomme . not ayp who he deems too underhanded . not bagz who he sees#as having started the whole ‘secret keeping’ stuff in the first place . and not etoiles who’s actively going down a path with the codes and#resistance that he cannot follow#that was NOT a short tldr . why the fuck am i writing dissertation length tags about MINECRAFT BLOCKS#god whatever who cares i get joy out of this thats what matters#anw if you read this far holy shit ur insane . thank you#i am going to bed now godbless !#jay rambles#qfrench.posting
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celinamarniss · 1 year ago
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What's this? A Triumvirate WIP? That's right, I've been working hard on the finale of the Triumvirate series, and it will be posting very soon!
Behind the cut is a little taste from the first chapter (I may have posted a bit of this before??? It was a while ago and I don't remember).
“Baroness Messaline wants to speak with me,” Mara told Luke quietly. 
He followed her gaze. Messaline’s hand alighted on her wine glass, tapping twice. “She’s charm signing,” Mara explained. “She wants me to come alone.” 
“Is that what she’s doing?” The furrow between his brows cleared. “I never got the hang of it.” 
Mara made a noncommittal hum. He looked down at her as if stuck by a sudden thought. “Did you ever try to use it to signal me?” 
“No,” she said dryly. “I knew better than to expect that a provincial prince from Naboo would understand the intricacies of Coruscanti charm signing.” 
Luke snorted. “Throneworlders.” 
She could sense the tension humming under his banter, but it didn’t bother her much; the Solmephodril kept her easy and relaxed. “Messaline might have gossip for me. I need to know what’s going on in the Court,” she reminded him. 
He took a long look at her. “You’re still high,” he said bluntly. “Are you sure you want to go alone?” 
“This isn’t the first soirĂ©e I’ve attended on Solmephodril,” she said, rolling her eyes. “It’s only Messaline. She’s not that clever an operator.” 
“Alright,” he murmured after a moment, hand brushing her lower back as he stepped away. “Be careful.” 
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yunogf · 6 months ago
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r33zp1 · 8 days ago
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Painting progress!! I’ve decided I’ll paint bfc cookie form separately on another canvas bc I don’t wanna cover up her beast form
maybe, i don’t wanna cover up all the effort I put into the cake beast tho 😭 Will def go w og plan digitally tho.🐙 the truffles(?) r a pain to do💔💔💔
My painting cardboard.
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ziekmakend · 1 year ago
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Currently working on a wedding dress for my Barbie extra mini that i found for less than four euro. I’m not done yet but she already looks so cute!
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little-lost-little-soft · 8 days ago
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I cut out so many 2.5” squares for quilting this weekend. Next Pixel Quilt on the docket: minecraft bee
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