Thanks for the tag!
Heated family game night with that cousin everyone hates singing earsplittingly in the background making it impossible to do anything (basically)
I shall tag @blue-haired-rock @ethanjhake @whoopsididitdarker @larissa-the-scribe
I'll go first,
A teenager has a thing for wine and fireworks. He made it twelve other people and a demons problem.
tagging @quill-driver08 @kanerallels @thewritingautisticat @scribbly-reblogs @weird7habburger @vellatra @masterfuldoodler @eruanna1875 @meadow-roses
wishing didn't have to digitalize all of my drawings before I could show them to everyone on here (and for an undefined reason I will not allow myself to post only pictures of the sketches) 🥲
Umbra 🛡️
Oooo good one. Well, she is very guarded, especially with her mind. She feels like if anyone knew what was in her head, they'd look at her as a monster (and a recent villainous role in a play made her wonder if the weeks of being immersed in the role would push her to become like the character). But she goes on the offense when someone talks about it. And her mind is overshadowed by so many things. Here are a few little snippets where this is showed
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“Umbra, I know what you fear.” Umbra’s expression darkened. “But listen to my words, for we have little and waning time.” She stood still as a monument, her eyes avoiding his. “You fear what effect this role, this woman, may have upon you.” He knows. Umbra was in shock and she felt a tear on her face from realizing the sheer awfulness this thought seemed to carry. Out on the stage, she heard the lines close to her queue
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She grew angry with him, and whipped around to meet his desperate gaze with her cold, dark, blue eyes. The fierceness seen there made Alistair falter. He glanced at his hand gripped around her arm, then quickly released his hold and stepped back. Umbra did not speak, but in response to his plea only drew back the curtain staunchly, and walked out onto the stage, letting her role sink into her, to spite Alistair. But also, to her, to show that he was wrong about what he said was in her mind. She felt the eager eyes of the large crowd upon her, and she relished it.
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And yeah this is at the beginning and she makes some mistakes (for a reason). She has much to learn
This was an artfight attack I did on @katiethedane12 of her charcters Farold, Casey and the coffee cat there with the adorable stain. And his other cats. Black one is named Echo. The brown one might be Jack the Ripper or Dr. Bell and he has another cat who has the other name that the cat in the picture doesn't have but katie hasn't decided who gets which name. So. Oh well
I have the headcanon that Katniss’ kids keep bunnies as pets and one day, one of them dies from old age. That evening Katniss serves him up for dinner (food is food) and all hell breaks loose. The kids scream and cry, Peetah desperately tries to calm them down and Haymitch falls off his chair from laughing so hard while Katniss grumbles about how she doesn’t understand what they are on about.
After reading the Epilogue this headcanon is just cemented into my brain. I love her, but Katniss-I-tried-to-drown-my-sisters-cat-Everdeen would be fun to watch as a mother.
Tag that oc that is an asshole (pardon my language) but you still love them
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hope all my boromir defenders are having a absolutely lovely day. the rest of you i hope are having an okay day i guess.
that is like the second most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my whole life
ever get so bored-
Rough estimate: It's possible to reach 1000 boops in less than 2 hours (took me 1:30h), if you got some people to spam it to.
If you are a blog where people can spam boop's to, reblog this.
I'm a person who thinks she can do basically anything bc booksMy main-ish fandom blog is @now-cracks-a-noble-heart-96
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