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@ask-colourkingdom-greece
Do you have a favorite cat?
"Well, I attract a lot of cats on a daily basis. Most of them scamper away after I give them some food, but I still love them all.Eris has been with me ever since I was little, so she's kind of like my companion.But I can't choose a favorite. That would be too cruel.."
300 FOLLOWERS?????
WHERE DID YOU ALL COME FROM????
Okay but in all seriousness, I’m really shocked!! I know 300 isn’t a lot to some people, but this is the highest follower count I’ve ever gotten on any blog I’ve run!! It makes me really happy to know that there are people out there that actually enjoy my artwork and characters. Please know that I love and appreciate all of you!! <3
I’d love to hold some sort of M!A or event to celebrate (after I finish the last 2 Mistlefoe requests), but I don’t have any ideas… ^^;; Please send in suggestions, if you’d like!!
Thank you again!!!! ;v;
Please vote here?
10 people voted, and it’s a perfect split… ^^;; So I’ve decided to make an event that includes both Ollie’s background and kids?? Sorta??
To celebrate 300+ followers and to apologize for my horrible inactivity, I’ll be doing a little flashback event! Ollie will relive his past up until his present-day self. Since it’ll cover 20-ish years, it won’t go into extreme detail, of course, but it’ll provide good insight into his past. I don’t want to spoil everything, so it’ll all be in character! That way, Ollie can lie or cover things up~ ;)
Every few days or so, I’ll provide either a drabble or a drawing showcasing key parts of his backstory. Throughout the event, you’ll be able to send asks, which I’ll answer in text form or with little sketches.
The flashback event will start on March 24th and continue through until April 2nd at the latest (given that there are no extensions).
I’m super excited about this, and I hope you guys are, too!! Thank you all for your support, I really do appreciate every single person that likes/reblogs my posts and follows my blog. Looking through notifications and tags makes my day, and I’m always so happy to see that people actually enjoy looking at the shit I come up with lol. I honestly never thought I’d get 10 followers, let alone 300!! I hope you all know that I mean it from the bottom of my heart when I say that I love you guys!! <3
300 FOLLOWERS?????
WHERE DID YOU ALL COME FROM????
Okay but in all seriousness, I’m really shocked!! I know 300 isn’t a lot to some people, but this is the highest follower count I’ve ever gotten on any blog I’ve run!! It makes me really happy to know that there are people out there that actually enjoy my artwork and characters. Please know that I love and appreciate all of you!! <3
I’d love to hold some sort of M!A or event to celebrate (after I finish the last 2 Mistlefoe requests), but I don’t have any ideas… ^^;; Please send in suggestions, if you’d like!!
Thank you again!!!! ;v;
Please vote here?
Umm….. 103 FOLLOWERS? (*screams in the distance* Aaaaaaahhhhh!!! I’m so happy to have 100+ followers! It means a whole lot to me, and I really appreciate all of you guys! Thank you all very much, I love you all a ton~
Is there some kind of event you guys would like in celebration? I have some ideas, but these are pretty rough, so I would really like to hear all of your cool ideas. Please throw some suggestions in my inbox :)
- Brutal honesty hour: #nofilter. Basil will tell you his unfiltered opinion about a certain subject, person, etc. You may also ask about his childhood.
-Around the world: As a ferryman, Basil is pretty mobile. So he will visit every single kingdom, maybe interact with a few people, and check out the general settings.
-Interaction with royalty/assassins: Basil will be responsible for delivering something important or doing something for either royalty or an assassin.
- Bonus: Send in some suggestions please, if you’ve got any ideas! Please pop in my inbox and tell me which event you’d like!
Umm….. 103 FOLLOWERS? (*screams in the distance* Aaaaaaahhhhh!!! I’m so happy to have 100+ followers! It means a whole lot to me, and I really appreciate all of you guys! Thank you all very much, I love you all a ton~
Is there some kind of event you guys would like in celebration? I have some ideas, but these are pretty rough, so I would really like to hear all of your cool ideas. Please throw some suggestions in my inbox :)
- Brutal honesty hour: #nofilter. Basil will tell you his unfiltered opinion about a certain subject, person, etc. You may also ask about his childhood.
-Around the world: As a ferryman, Basil is pretty mobile. So he will visit every single kingdom, maybe interact with a few people, and check out the general settings.
-Interaction with royalty/assassins: Basil will be responsible for delivering something important or doing something for either royalty or an assassin.
- Bonus: Send in some suggestions please, if you’ve got any ideas! Please pop in my inbox and tell me which event you’d like!
"To my friends in New York I say hello My friends in L.A. they don't know Where I've been for the past few years or so Paris to China to Colorado Sometimes there's airplanes I can't jump out Sometimes there's bulls*** that don't work now We are god of stories but please tell me What there is to complain about" (A song that completely fits Basil. I love this song. I might make a parody version of this lyric to fit the colour kingdoms? Who knows)
- (Continued from the last post)TRIGGER WARNING: BLOOD (I can’t tag asks, I’m sorry)
The cleaver was in my arm. Omer still held it tightly, but his hand was shaking. I looked down and saw scarlet liquid running down my smooth arm. The dirty knife was still stuck inside as my brain attempted to process what was happening.
I should mention that I was screaming at the time. Excruciating pain journeyed from my arm up to the back of my throat. Lumps had begun to form in the back of my throat. I bursted out in choked sobs.
“Take out the knife!” my grandma shouted. Omer didn’t move, he only stared at the wound. “Take out the knife, Omer!” my Grandma screamed, loud enough to catch his father’s attention. I dimly remember the commotion which ensued. My eyelids grew heavier every time I blinked, and a shadow fell across the room. I vaguely recall the knife being jerked out of my arm, but at that point it hardly made a difference. My knees grew lighter and my ankles felt like jelly. Unable to support he heaviness of my torso and my head anymore, they gave away. Before I hit the ground, I remember that a pair of arms caught my torso. I looked up one last time, but I couldn’t identify the person because my vision blotted out.—-They say that I was sound asleep for at least half the day, which made the healer’s job easier. Apparently I woke up once, but the healer gave me some crude anesthetic to go back to sleep. They said I was sound asleep. But I don’t know about that. I felt Eris on top of me, and I heard all of my mother’s grievances in soft whispers. I felt my father’s rough hand ruffle my hair and mother telling him to stop, that I might wake up.And strangely enough, some chastising. “You need to toughen up. How else are you going to grow up?”“Your face looks so pale. You should really eat more. If you did, you might not have been a total wuss and passed out.”“You really need to eat more.”
I heard this chastising the entire time. His voice and his observations still managed to take up space in a room which was meant for me. At the time I didn’t understand why he didn’t leave, if I annoyed him so much.I woke up before the sun rose. My parents were sound asleep on a few cots next to my bed. I peered around calmly, debating if I should pretend to wake up later just so they could witness it. But that idea was short lived. I turned my head back, only to find a bewildered Omer. “Basil?” he shouted. I have no idea on how he managed to wake at that specific moment. I shushed him, but it was too late. My parents were up on their feet. Omer almost looked… shy.
His dad arrived bringing hundreds of apologies. For the stitched up gash on my arm, for the stupidity of his son, for how his dolt of a son caused extra trouble by deciding to sleep over for the night. And of course we were welcome to come into the shop and get the next carcass for half price. And Omer sure as hell would not be working with a knife anytime soon. His father squeezed Omer’s shoulder tightly, as if it were meant to be a show of affection. But between his father’s nervous laughter and the strained small talk, I could hear cracking.
As everyone began to leave, I stayed back for a moment, to collect some clothes I’d left behind. And by complete surprise, I felt his arms wrap around me form behind. He held me like that for a few minutes. I pulled my bad arm out quickly, but I stood there for a minute. My face became warmer, and my pulse picked up a little speed. Strange. Then, as quickly as he had embraced me, his arms fell away and he ran out saying,“See ya later, Herc.”
The name’s Axel, and you can bet I’m the best knight in the whole kingdom, so don’t mess with me.
(( Part of the APH Colourkingdom AU. Ask box OPEN. ))
- I don't eat it anymore, but my grandmother always made the best lamb. Every once in a while, we had huge family dinner where we would sit down and talk. A few days in advance, she would take me with her down to the market to buy the meat. Well, actually she took me into the market and told me to shop for whatever fruits I liked. She didn't take me to the butcher's until I was a little older. That shop was not a great experience. Skinned carcasses hung from the ceiling, and at first I didn't understand what they were. My grandmother told the owner our order and he smiled, knowingly. He turned around to get it, and I spotted someone at the back counter. I peeked from the side and watched the machete come up by a familiar jawline, and come down on some kind of flesh. His hair was unkempt and tied back in a scraggly ponytail. He wiped sweat from his large forehead and brushed past thick eyebrows. Funny. Omer never told me what exactly the family business was. I quickly walked away, but he caught me. "Wha- Basil? Why are you here?" he tried to talk in a tough, imposing manner, but his ears reddened. "I'm a customer. Or, my grandma is," Grandma caught sight of us talking and waved."Oh- well, unlike you.. I um, must work hard and earn rent to live with my dad. It's a manly job that requires muscles and strength and-""Omer! Use the grownup knife if you think you can do it! Don't cut yourself!" his dad's voice called from the back. "We can go out for a nice treat later!""Th-that was nothing- he just thinks of me as a little kid, you know.""But you still have to work long, hard hours to earn rent?" I didn't raise an eyebrow or anything, I just kept my expression neutral, which must've annoyed him further."You know what?" he stepped towards me, using offense for defense. He did not remember that he was holding a bloody cleaver. But my grandmother noticed this. "You can go-""Heracles, darling!" she shouted out. To this day, I can still impeccably remember the expression of shock across his face.-----------------(To be continued with the next ask I have already received.)
"I remember we had the sunniest corner house. And the flower pots were right by the entrance- yeah I kept tripping over them.
Oh those flower pots.....Omer gave me a flower once, but it was so obvious that he had taken it as he stepped it into my house. Later that month his group shattered it in a game football."
Send < + a word and my muse will tell you a memory related to it.
If they don’t have any related memories, they will say what is the first thing that comes to their mind upon mentioning that word.
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Oof I posted the pictures separately;; I hope it’s okay
holly has not stopped posing in weeks
“This is a nice satin bow,” Basil says. “But um, who was it meant for?” He puts it on himself first, and then ties it around Eris’s neck.
Hmm... I’m sure that girl would appreciate a bow like this, he thinks. Specially cause she has that wi- I shouldn’t guess.
Send me a symbol to give my muse...
💋- a kiss. 🐶- a puppy. 🌸- a pretty flower. 🍦- a cone/cup of ice-cream to share. ❤️- an hug. ✍🏻- a letter. 💍- a ring and a proposal. 👒- a cute accessory. 🍝- some good food. 🎁- a gift. 🎀- a bow.
“I-I-I…w-well I mean it’s kinda hot out here s-so you might be overheated or something…!” @ask-colourkingdom-greece //He’s an awkward boi//
