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Turtle tot doodles
Part 7!
…….I’m sorry?
Part 1
“Sorry but I have no time to chit chat.
I will save Jouno.
And I will take the shortest way for that.”
THE URGE TO HOLD THEM...,..,,,,.,.,...
They just woke up (or at least they were supposed to) 💤
if your comfortable with it, could i draw the butterfly siblings in your kny!bsd au?
(for clarification;
kanao = kyoka
shinobu = jouno
kanae = dazai
i'm just making sure, correct me if i'm wrong)
AAAAAA ID BE SO HONORED ;W;!!! PLEASE GO RIGHT ON AHEAD C:
i offer a messy doodle in celebration c:
if you ever plan coloring their clips, just a note:
kyoka = white butterfly clips
jouno = red butterfly clips
dazai = blue butterfly clips
again!! i'm super honored and very much comfortable with you drawing them c: !! please don't forget to tag me or submit it on my blog if you do draw themm
happy birthday diluc! ❤
i love selfshippers with genuinely weird f/os btw. i love mascots and characters no one has ever heard of and characters people have heard of but will think youre weird for anyway and characters that have just goofy looking designs and no one ever thought someone would see them that way. we are literally so cool
[no prshp]
Elena Ferrante, tr. by Ann Goldstein, from The Days of Abandonment
[Text ID: “I was afraid that the effort I had made not to lose myself had aged me.”]
❛ very early in my life it was already too late. ❜
various starters.
Green cascading, pooled around their cross legged position. Hands carefully weaving flowers scattered ( no pause, though slight frown as eyes momentarily flash to her face ) the two taking in the good weather. Considerative hum vibrating low in their chest. To be created with a purpose was something Enkidu could understand; circumstances different.
They were here to listen, not to judge — they were not inclined to such fancy.
❝ You say that as if you are not working towards something better. ❞ Actions stilled, fingers sweeping through grass. ❝ Do not dismiss the good. As long as you keep true to your heart, is there much more to ask ?? it would be remiss to define yourself by others words. ❞ Gaze moving up — a kind, soft smile — as hands hold out the woven crown. ❝ As fragile as you think you are, as fragile as existence is, you are much hardier than that. Give yourself some credit. ❞ Maybe it as a daydream ( simple fantasy ) but Enkidu could not bring themselves to believe in a set future. Especially one dictated by the choices of the past. Actions of others. They are but flowers left to long in the sun, waiting for the rain of their own making.
@springspoken fed me that sweet ass plot !!
They were more then happy with the circumstances, snow white slipping through gentle fingers as they collect stray locks to weave. Cheerful hum ( part whistle ) slipping through. Eyes taking in the loose --- comfortable --- braid of the other's hair. A job well done.
The tips of green mixing with white between them as Enkidu’s own hair rolled over their shoulder. Knees touching the others the two did their part. The careful tug of another's fingers.
❝ I must admit, this was not what I expected out of my day. ❞
@lingerxng ╱ I said we’d plot but I wrote anyway
They could not say they knew of oracles ( at least, in this sense ). Prophecy spoken through a mortals mouth, a message from the gods. It was not as if Enkidu did not know of gods. A silly thought --- they were divine. But, before them stood a demigod who knew such things. One who regularly practiced communing with the gods ( a god ?? they were still unsure ) for the “benefit” of humanity. ❝ It does not bother you, speaking for them ?? ❞
@marsarrim ╱ ♡.
Gentle fingers resting on his wrist, bemused smile. Humored words falling short to their own soft laughter ( trying to be understanding in the face of another's embarrassment ). Practical jokes not the kindest of surprises; the one they had witnessed, though, rather harmless. Enkidu wasn’t sure if this was one of those “leave them alone” situations... but they were trying. ❝ Are you alright ?? ❞
Hey hyd? You alive?
Hey! Yes, I’m alive but barely — I’m swamped with assignments, procrastination, laziness, and the actual stories I want to write, which is a lot!
Each folder has, like, 3-5 stories I half wrote down, so it’s a lot. I hope to have it all cleared out before I graduate, but it might take a while because of my unmotivation. Still, you can expect to see more writing pieces!
Follow me on Archive of Our Own and Wattpad under the username: so_sure_
There, you will get multi-chapter fics that I will not be posting on Tumblr. Thanks! <3
PS: For future references for my fics I want to claim that all art is not mine. They are simply images that I have found in the internet and thought suited the theme for my story. This is not done out of malice or for taking credit, but simply through pure awe of the work. Sometimes I have not put credit to the artists simply because I forget or because I do not know who drew it through multuple times in digging. Please do not misinterpret my actions and please enjoy 🙏
>lie down >try not to cry >cry a lot
TARGLINGS WEEK 2.0: → Rhaegar and Viserys
“I know little of Rhaegar. Only the tales Viserys told“
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“The Sword of the Morning!” said Dany, delighted. “Viserys used to talk about his wondrous white blade. He said Ser Arthur was the only knight in the realm who was our brother’s peer.”
i just realized i have like at least 10 pmd universes i feel like that’s an unhealthy amount
Yet another reason to live and die at the same time...
Liber why.