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bfdi related doodles i made a few weeks ago that i uh. forgot to post

Warning: in stars and time spoilers under the cut

Okay, so,I got REALLY obsessed with In Stars And Time and have started writing a fanfic.

It goes like this;

What if Siffrin couldn't keep their memory if their body reset after every loop, so the Universe revived them with Wishcraft after each death?

What if the parts of their body that they lost when they died were replaced with craft, so they just become a Siffrin-shaped blob of Wishcraft in later acts?

And I'm sure not just having their past and their future taken from them, but their humanity aswell would just do *+*wonders*+* for their mental health.

Edit: I've posted the first chapter on Tumblr, it's called Four Portions and the first chapter is here

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Four Portions

(Act 0, Scene 1) An In Stars and time fanfiction, isat spoilers under the cut! Well-done wishes hurt you like needles. They produced small

Hello!

I saw @boltmoonvic 's robot gijinkas, and thought they were a really cool idea! Especially since making the characters robots/dolls/etc could be used to create more humanoid versions whilst still easily being able to keep their weird object physics! So, I created my own sort of doll? Robot? Gijinka of Gaty, made of old parts you might find outside of someone's house.

No text version under the cut

I'm gonna tell you about some worldbuilding I did

So basically, a world of people who live on a massive conveyor belt

Like this

Each 'tile' is 1km×1km, and every 144 days, every tile moves forward once. A new tile is formed at the start, and the tile at the end is removed. Each tile has its own weather and plant life, but they gradiate with the tiles before and after.

Whenever a new tile is formed, ~30 people appear on that new tile, with the mental and physical maturity of about 6yos. The people on the final tile dissappear with it, no one knows what happens to them. The tile people spawn on is the furthest back they can go. They can go forward, closer to the disappearing tile, but not back. This means that everyone knows exactly when they die and can't do anything to escape it, and they are almost immortal until their tile dissappears (they still age tho, and at the same rate as us).

However, this means that when the 30 children are spawned on the new tile, no one can reach them. To help the children establish themselves, the people belonging to the tile just under them (~19 year olds) and the people who are a little younger have a large (and loud) festival to try to get the children to come to their tile so that they can be taught basic etiquette, language, be clothed and fed, and be taught how to survive in the odd world they live in. They stay around that tile and its adjacents until they're about 11. Then, they're slowly integrated into life living alone on their tile.

I tried to make it so that almost everything about their culture reflects how their world works, including their clothing. Their sashes are meant to resemple a conveyer belt, (which is why it's one massive loop) and has the odd slits to help them carry things.

hand felt itchy to draw more Limit stuff. Nothing specific, just vibes and an excuse to draw her big ol' hat and veil.

Guess who managed to learn an ancient method of Turning Thread Into Whatever from just a few articles and bad videos? That's right! My mother!

She taught me how to nalbind just this weekend, this is the ugly thing I made in the process:

And this is the collar of a poncho I'm working on now:

I had to undo it twice because I kept making mobius strips but this is one of the few crafts I haven't been compelled to drop immediately so hopefully I actually manage to finish it 🤞

ARE YOU TODAY’S DATE?

BECAUSE YOURE 10/10

Something about my little warforged paladin guy and the humanity that exists in Making Stuff.

Four Portions

(Act 1, Scene 1)

An In Stars and time fanfiction, isat spoilers under the cut!

Well-done wishes hurt you like needles. They produced small, sharp pains until dewdrops of craft bleed from your skin, and you grant them.

There’s been far fewer good wishes as of late, as you’ve neutralised a country especially responsible for using Wishcraft. Old scars have had time to heal over, people have seen less red, and you’ve saved a few portions of your craft.

However, you’ve always found an art in finding the most disruptive way a wish can be twisted, and have always liked watching the aftermath of your work. That was what Wishcraft was for, after all. A way to make a deal between you and the wisher, where, in exchange for turning their life into your artwork, they would get to decide one thing about the piece, and how many portions of your time and energy you spent on it.

One of your most recent works came from a wisher in Corbeaux, in Vaugaurde, on Earth, a satellite of the sun, in the Milky way.

It sounded twelve times;

“I wish for Vaugarde to stay perfect.”

Twelve portions were given to make Vaugarde stay perfect.

Now, the unpainted parts of Vaugarde are sore with poor wishing. A discomfort similar to that of a graze. Few parts cut deep enough to draw craft, so only one portion bleeds out, even as you push around Vaugarde gently with your fingers.

You can hear roughly what they’re wishing for;

“----wish—Vaugarde---”

“----Vaugarde---The King---”

“I---save Vau—"

“-----stop—King---”

They want you to undo your previous work.

...You don’t think you could do it with only one portion, the pain is broad, also, so you can’t figure out a place to pinpoint the wish. Which means, under current circumstances, it's impossible to grant.

That is, until...

“I wish to stay with them!”

It sounds three times.

The wish of a traveller, in Dormont, in Vaugarde, on Earth, a satellite of the Sun, in the Milky Way cuts into you, and draws three portions. You give them four.

Three for them to stay with their companions,

And an extra to save Vaugarde.

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All done!

Gently, you let the leaf go, and start down the dirt path back into town, away from the favour tree.

You have a sleepover to go to, after all!

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