Consider this payback, for all the joy and awe you’ve brought into this world, you prick (affectionate)
Did i impulsively spend weeks on rendering after getting hooked on a Batfam fic? Yes.... Yes I did.
for real though guys, the author of this fic is an absolute angel. So... @lulurythmea: Happy Birthday.... thanks for making me cry and go feral.... can't wait to see what the hell you do next you crazy son of a bitch ;)
the fic in question is Across the Sands on Ao3, go check it out if you also want to go feral and get some of that sweet sweet hurt comfort!
maybe I did want to get the next chapter out before I got to college but. packing. moving.
but i've got tonight to myself and if it's not finished by tonight, it WILL BE before classes.
This is why I like character driven plots, there’s reasoning behind everything a character does that’s tied to who they are as a person, and you can see that used to great effect in Aurora.
It really helps too that these are very clearly multifaceted individuals with their own strengths, weaknesses, similarities, differences… they are their own people and it’s really interesting to see that, not just in how they contrast each other in their responses, but in why and who they are even before we know anything about backstories for 2/4.
It’s just good writing my man.
What did Kendal tell the others? Why has Falst jumped to the conclusion that Kendal has to be broken out immediately and is being used as a hostage? Why are they so on edge if theoretically Kendal will be released once they leave?
The gist is that he's being imprisoned until they leave, don't freak out, it's fine. Pretty simple message.
Erin recognizes a power play when he sees one. Zuurith has snatched and imprisoned Kendal, and even if he's supposed to be released once they leave, it's not ideal. Erin does not have the authority to challenge Zuurith directly over this, and if he tries, he risks dragging Asera into an actual intercity conflict. This puts himself and Kendal squarely in the sights of Asera and the mage academy, something he's trying to avoid until he's got his own business more under control. He also risks drawing attention from the Paladins if he does anything too dramatic. Erin needs to trust that Zuurith will release Kendal as promised, because if the diplomatic option fails, his only other options have catastrophic collateral impact.
Falst recognizes an abuse of power when he sees one. Kendal is a lot like him in some ways. Falst knows the security a city provides is conditional and easily misused to harm people the city doesn't like. With Kendal imprisoned, no matter how diplomatic they claim the process is, Zuurith now has leverage over all of them, and is clearly using leverage over Kendal to keep him restrained. This city has made its intentions very clear, so it's time to defend themselves. Underneath, he also deeply dislikes the indication that if he was in Kendal's position, Erin wouldn't hesitate to leave him behind.
Alinua is torn. She knows that this isn't something she can fight. She's not a diplomat, she's not even halfway experienced with nuanced social situations, and Kendal specifically told her this is his problem to solve because nobody else can. All she can do in this situation is brute force and divine fiat, and brute force will cause more problems than it fixes. But she hates leaving Kendal in this situation, especially since she knows his self-sacrificing habits make him an unreliable judge of how much danger he's actually in.
Felt sad so I decided to cheer myself up by redrawing some post it note fanart for Isonian’s fic ‘Keiko’ on ao3
@whatweoughttosay
I HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE WHO NEEDS TO HEAR THIS RIGHT NOW. I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF THIS WILL GO FAR.
BUT I WILL MAKE IT OUTRIGHT TO YOU HERE AND NOW, ZERO FILTER. YOU HAVE TO FUCKING LIVE. DON'T KILL YOURSELF. YOU HAVE TO OUTLIVE TRUMP. WE WILL OUTLIVE THAT 78 YEAR OLD JACKASS. NOBODY CAN SILENCE US.
I personally thought I wouldn't make it to be the age that I am today. When I was 9, I thought I was going to die because of something that happened in the area that I lived in. But I made it.
Your future self is counting on you. You have to stay alive. That is your main job above all else until that orange man finally fucking dies. If you need support, there's SO MANY PEOPLE that can support you. Friends, teachers, mental health workers, trusted adults, SO MANY DAMN PEOPLE. AND EVEN IF YOU DON'T HAVE ANY OF THEM, THERE ARE HOTLINES FOR A REASON!!!
This post is not just limited to LGBTQIA+ and people of colour, but it's aimed to EVERY DAMN PERSON THAT ISN'T A DUMB FUCKASS TRUMP SUPPORTER. I LOVE YOU ALL, I REALLY DO. AND EVEN THOUGH I'M SOME RANDOM TEEN ONLINE, I'M HERE FOR YOU ALL.
Put your mouth where the money is, people. We need to fucking win this, or else not just the US, but the entire WORLD will be fucked.
Recently got possessed by the Spiderverse Hyperfixation, so drew this quick piece so I could have a break from assignments
"A little boy struggling to fit in with the crowd of strange creatures that inhabit the mystical jungle he calls home, meets another just like him, who encourages him to shed his disguise and have some fun. But soon he faces the choice between expressing himself authentically, or going back to a life of conforming to expectations."
Trying to put some more of my art up here as, so here are some early Concept art for a short film I'm working on for my storyboarding class
Me: god I wish I didn’t have boobs
Them: oh, are you trans?
Me: No I just really fucking hate having boobs
local autistic person realises that in order to discover new music they have to listen to new music: 4 dead 26 injured
Another drawing of my Raptor Rangers OC
Draw this awhile ago and figured it was about time to post, Especially since I’ve not been present enough to really provide much of an explanation to all of this.
This here is Sen, one of many survivors of a major devastating incident that took place in his home city of Nirashi when he was about 6 years old, and it results in some truly nasty after effects on Sen and the world as a whole… by the time the story gets started, Sen is 15, homeless and doing his best to keep the fact that he could potentially blow at any moment and take the world out with him as close to his chest as possible. Until that is, he meets a swordsman who might just be able to help him.
Sometimes i draw shit, sometimes i write shit, sometimes both at the same time.♠ Aro/Ace, (They/Them), Chaotic Good Disaster, definitely a human person
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