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An interesting but devastating curse, A quite literal take
Guys... OCHATOGA/TOGACHAKO x MIZISUA CURE
Did some writing while procrastinating on drawing Cecie’s reference sheets. It’s rough, and I haven’t decided if it’s canonical or not, but here’s a concept for Cecie and Francis meeting (written from Francis’s POV):
Featuring: Cecie (she/they), Francis (they/them)
Mentioning: Maddox (he/him), Inanna (she/it)
With Maddox’s help, I’ve gained a decent grasp on the local language and culture. While before I had to use magic to surmount the language barrier, we now converse quite comfortably in his native tongue. I’m teaching him the Primordial language, too, but that one will take longer for him to master. Until I learned about his people’s customs, I had remained in isolation, not wanting to embarrass myself (or worse, garner suspicion of my origins).
I decided I was now ready to pay a visit to someone important. Important to him, and revered by the general public. Although Inanna had been keeping tabs on her for a while, I’ve never properly met her. Today, we’re going to fix that. Maddox was able to pull some strings to allow her and I to meet privately, so we wouldn’t have to be wary of the eyes and ears in her walls. I do wonder what he said when first mentioning me to her.
She had an ethereal sort of beauty, like she was standing with one foot in the realms of the arcane. She was always immaculately dressed; thick white hair braided to frame her face, modest but elaborate clothing draped over her figure to add to her mystique. Her kind grey eyes often seemed distant, as if she was listening to words the rest of us cannot hear. She carried herself with poise and grace (and forearm crutches, sometimes). She was one of the few people I struggled to read, her fair face a perfect mask of calm. It’s needless to say that she caught my eye, especially after Maddox told me about her unique gift and the people who abuse it.
I strode into the room, idly examining my nails, stopping when I saw that the woman had already arrived. She sat on the couch with her legs folded and hands clasped in her lap. When I entered, she appeared to snap out of a daze, eyes boring into me with surprising intensity.
“Francis.”
“Cecie.” I settled in the plush chair adjacent to her, getting comfortable, with my eyes never leaving hers.
“Tell me why I’ve been seeing you every night in my dreams for the past six months.” Cecie’s voice is soft, and delicate, but no less serious. I carefully controlled my reaction, not wanting to betray anything incriminating.
“I don’t know, Cecie. That could be caused by any number of things. I’d have to see your dreams to give you a definite answer.”
“You’d… be able to do that?” The tone of her voice shifted ever so slightly. I raised an eyebrow. “As in, see my dreams? I thought only I could...”
The corner of my lips quirked up as I responded. “Yes. Though, I won’t without your consent. I wouldn’t want to violate your privacy.”
Cecie grew quiet, eyes now fixed on a faraway point. She idly twirled a lock of her hair in her neatly manicured fingers. I’ve intrigued her, I can tell. And she has intrigued me.
“…Interesting. I’ve… I’ve tried showing others before, but… it never seems to work. They aren’t able to discern what they see, and… sometimes I can’t, either…” Cecie sighed wistfully, falling silent again.
I’m more than a little surprised that she admitted this so quickly. From what I’ve heard, Cecie hasn’t ever struggled to understand the signs she sees. She’s always been held up as being the flawless mouthpiece of the Divines. I can’t help but wonder how much of her image has been fabricated by the ones around her. Who Cecie is, behind the veil.
I reached out and gently took one of her hands in my own, tracing the lines of her palm with my thumb. Her hands were soft, and cold, and trembling ever so slightly, like she thought I wouldn’t notice her anxiety. She glanced back at me, startled by the contact.
“I can help with that… if you’ll allow me to.” I was close enough to smell the faint scent of lavender that clung to her skin. The soothing fragrance suited her perfectly. “You aren’t the first seer I’ve met in my time.”
“I…” Cecie pursed her lips, brows furrowed. “…Who are you, Francis?”
“A friend, if you’d like me to be.” I lowered my voice, matching her soft tone. “I don’t want to overstep my bounds, but.. I will say that Maddox has shared some about your situation. And… I understand how it feels.”
Cecie’s eyes widened as she took in a sharp breath. She gripped my hand tighter than either of us expected her to. “Wh- what did he say about me?”
“Essentially, that you live with overbearing relatives and haven’t had much of a say in what goes on in your life. He didn’t go into specifics.” I gave a wry smile, somewhat regretting having brought the topic up. Alas, it was bound to happen at some point.
“…He told me that you’d be able to help, if I reached out to you. I… I want to believe him…” Cecie trailed off, attention returning to where our fingers were now intertwined. Unsure what to make of me.
Now I knew I had her hooked. The desperation in her voice was well concealed, but not well enough. This is the voice of a woman who is desperate to live. A voice I’m all too familiar with.
“Then allow me to prove him right.”
A ship dynamic between the type of person who loves obsessively, and one who longs only for the idea of love.
A, who loves with their entire being. Once they latch onto someone, they want to become their everything and be their everything in turn. They crave it, they need it, and they feel incomplete without it.
B, who longs desperately to love, laments their lack of love even, who takes any and all love offered to them with a smile, but also who can never quite find themself reciprocating love with the same intensity of A.
Neither will be ever satisfied.
A will inevitably wear B out to the point they can no longer act out the concept of love. And in B leaving, A will be destroyed.
Neither of them could forget each other let's be real-
Just putting this out here.... I animate !!!
ocs belong to me, the first one is Ana Astrophel while the other is Catherine. Just Catherine.
Hey...psst...I got the goods..
*slides Togachako art across the table*
“why do you leave?”
I legitimately want to kill my girl crush bc she threw her water on me and so now I have to wash my favorite jacket again
Girl crush Js caught me staring at her boobs
my friend I have a crush on always has a smile on her face, even when she’s mad or annoyed, she’s always like “I dunno what you’re talking about! 😆, YOU were the one who got US in trouble LOL” it’s so annoying yet so cute at the same time, like I wanna fuck my depression into her, is that fucked up??
Hii!! I really really like your art and I was wondering how would you see Tyzula in squid game? Like if they were in the squid games their dynamic etc yknow what I mean 😭🙏🏼
Hello!! Sorry you had to wait a bit but here are the girls!
I might have thought a little too much about this au but I came up with the idea that ozai could be the front man with azula going in the game for you know funsies and stuff and of course she brought ty lee whos having the time of her life and poor mai who just thirdwheels and surprise surprise azula is also a square guard 😇
Dec 20 death trope @tyzula-week
I cooked so hard it started burning (lame pun intended)
Jokes aside I think the saddest part of drawing this was not adding a highlight into ty lees eyes
Dec 20 death trope @tyzula-week
I cooked so hard it started burning (lame pun intended)
Jokes aside I think the saddest part of drawing this was not adding a highlight into ty lees eyes
Tyzula week is finally here!!
Dec 17 role reversal/pet names @tyzula-week
Bonus circus fire breather azula under cut
No tyzula today but since I'm watching arcane take this other pair of domed lesbians 🫶🏼
inspired by @zer0ghostz 's drawing
"There's things I wanna talk about but better not to give like if you hold me without hurting me, you'll be the first who ever did.." - Lana Del Rey (cinnamon girl)
I managed to fully save the file so let's go lesbians!!!! ❤️🧡🤍🩷💜
"Take me now in the dark, I can't wait make your mark"
Lust for a Vampyr - I Monster
That one painting but it's Tyzula
I actually made this accidentally cause I read a mailee request as a maizula request (I am so sorry anon I promise you will get your mailee) so here's unexpected rushed Maizula inspired by a Pinterest post
Affection meme ⬇️
Person A: [kisses Person B's neck]
Person B: what is this?
Person A: affection
Person B: disgusting
Person B: …
Person B: do it again
it doesn't have to be a kiss, any kind of affection will do - cuddles, for example 👉🏻👈🏻
I'm so sorry for the long wait!! I kept changing poses and just gave up halfway 😭
I imagine a kiss on the neck would send azula into a fight or flight response
is class of 09 still popular 🤨
Had a shower and thought of mixing together my two favorite doomed narratives! I especially have been wanting to make Madoka Magica fanart for a while to get hyped for the new movie! I did my best to follow most of the plug suit conventions and add as many references as I could. Individuals close up under the cut! Explanation of references also down there too!
Homura has the demon wings due to her suto villain status during the beginning of the anime and her crash out in the movies becoming Devil Homura(yes I know her wings are feathered but it's the symbolism!! I put the 3 circles on her time travel shield on her chest and did my best to have it be the armor on the plug suit, Making the lines on it follow the design of the shield as well. Her cloves have dual diamonds representing her soul gem which is kept on her hand. I even had her ribbons drawn in as the arm details. For Madoka, I incorporated her soul gem on her stomach along with her neck as I based a lot of her plug suit off Rei and Mari's suits In the proper series and Rebuild. Both Homuras Nerolink is a reference for her wings as well while Madokas is just based on her hair bows. This was a fun small study and experiment for the lols of drawing fanart.