Welcome to the Fell Family Week! Celebrate the bond between Alear, Veyle, Nel and Rafal as a family from September 9th to September 15th!
Day 1: Cozy / Masking / Journal Day 2: Spicy vs Sweet / Defect / Post-Engage Day 3: Bucket list / Mourning / Fell Xenologue Day 4: Gift / Missed opportunities / Memory Day 5: Embarassing moments / Perfect / Bad Ending Day 6: Favorite foods / Photograph / Extended Fell Family Day 7: Free!
Remember to tag @fellfamilyweek in your works and/or add #fellfamilyweek for your works to be featured!
The only rule is that because this is a week celebrating the four as a family, works containing romance between them will not be accepted. Other pairings are fine though!
(Artwork by @raikkuno)
MOLLY'S FUTURE MISHAPS: THE FULL TRAILER!!
In a world where sea slugs evolved to live on one of Jupiter's moons, one sea bunny's mistake causes the time travel adventure of a lifetime...! A 460 page comic, a plush, and more!?
The game says Alfred keeps the Pact Ring in an embroidered bag. It also states he dislikes embroidery. He totally made that bag himself.
more @malflearweek shenanigans.
I want old aros so badly. I want a history. I want a future. I want tales of lives that I understand. I want to see myself in a future where I’m happy and comfortable.
But I don’t have that, so I’ll have to build it.
ducks are not found family. ducks are forced family. by far the funnier trope
Merry Christmas @writebackatya from your Secret Santa for the @duckblrsecretsanta2023 :)
enjoy this unedited first draft lol. More sad Alear than Alflear, admittedly. For @malflearweek
The blizzard was cold. Nothing alive should be here. He just had to do his work for Sombron… for Father. It should have been simple, solitary. But now there was someone with his face. He looked just like what he saw in the mirror, except his hair had a blue half. Instead of two crimson eyes, he had a blue one.
He could summon Emblems, too. Was he a Fell Dragon too? But those Emblems could talk. Their faces shone with life. Their hairstyles were vibrant with colors. His own Emblems looked unfeeling and lifeless. Fell Dragons didn’t need such things.
The person across from him had companions in the Emblems and a group of humans. They all rallied behind the strange dragon. He didn’t shout at them or threaten them. His voice was soft, welcoming, and responded to his followers’. It was strange. That was supposed to be a weakness. Leaders weren’t supposed to have companions. But they smiled at each other. For some reason, they all listened to him.
There was another strange thing. The human with the flower garland held his hand. He squeezed it back. The way they looked at each other, he thought this was love. Not the love he felt for his sister, or the one he wanted from Father. This was the strange love he saw in picture books.
He had to fight them. It made his stomach churn. He took so many lives already, and now he had to fell someone who looked like him. Maybe that was why everyone loved the one with his face. He didn’t look like someone who had to kill mercilessly. No, this was the thinking of a defect. It was time to fight.
The human with the flower crown– Alfred, he’d heard– met his sword with a lance. He was strong, but… his attacks were tepid. This, too, was strange. He had seen Alfred dispatch the corrupted with ease. He only needed a single, mighty swing. Now, when engaged in combat with a distinct advantage, this human couldn't disarm him.He locked eyes with his opponent. The fierce anger that burned when he fought the corrupted dissipated. Instead, he looked sad. Perhaps not sad, but pity, he realized. For him, a defect? For him, someone who couldn't fully silence the swirl of doubt in his heart? Could a dragon like him be pitied?
It was the one with his face who struck him down, his hands trembling around his sword. Even at the brink of defeat, he was pitied. They were stronger than him. They should use it to finish him off. He shouldn't be here anymore. But they just faded into the snowstorm, their dark figures knit together as one.
He wasn’t strong. He could not love. What did he have? The last of his energy drained out as he lay in the snow, he dreamed about what it was like to be loved.…From the distance, a dragon with luminous blue hair approached.
goodnight everyone (:
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For @a-pale-azure-moon and her amazing Utena AU of FE Three Houses, Someday We'll Shine Together.
Aesthetically, Utena goes surprisingly well with FE3H, with the academy setting, European-style architecture, and military-inspired uniforms. Basically, this meant I didn't have to change their designs at all for this setting lol.
The hunt for the anonymous cartoonist who transformed pop culture
Video clip from YouTube related to the analysis of Carl Barks and his comics and the problem of why Disney has denied him and his comics for a long time. Listen to this, it’s very interesting.