I had a mighty need to draw Athral and his boyfriend Armantel again after … ages of not doing so. Shame on me. These two are my jam.
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I forgot to add the bonus doodle.
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I had a mighty need to draw Athral and his boyfriend Armantel again after … ages of not doing so. Shame on me. These two are my jam.
@forestartisangiraffe
I forgot to add the bonus doodle.
A happy Arma:
@forestartisangiraffe from [x]
“Well aren’t I the lucky one then?” she smiled warmly. “You can escort me while I go pester my friends for Candy. That’s how that works, right?”
“Of course, my princess!”
“You have fun whilst I hover along looking dashing. Being allowed to accompany you would be a treat already~.”
forestartisangiraffe:
“Oh? I bet you make a beautiful– ah, very scary! witch! What kind of potions do you sell?”
“I sell love potions, of course, and hang out with my mountains of carbuncles!” she beamed at him, winking and tossing a v-for victory cutely.
“Oh! I make love potions also, you know~ Would you be interested in combining efforts this year? A lovely adorable witch like you would be able to sell a lot! Y-you have carbuncles?”
@forestartisangiraffe from x
“Ehehe! Yes, very dashing! And of course I’m going to dress up! I think I might reprise my witch costume…”
“Oh? I bet you make a beautiful-- ah, very scary! witch! What kind of potions do you sell?”
((trollololol))
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Send in sexy pictures of your Muse to my submit box, and see how my muse reacts. [ACCEPTING]
“Armantel, you look so festive!” She’s blushing, though.
“Festive, and dashing, right? Vill you let me hav a taste~~~ just kidding.
Will you dress up too? It’s fun!”
You'd look rather cute in a princess costume!
WHAT SHOULD ALY WEAR FOR ALL SAINT’S WAKE? [ACCEPTING]
“A princess costume? Well, I suppose I could, but you’d have to go as my knight in shining armour, Armantel!”
“Well! What a difficult bargain!” he laughs. “I daresay, I was practicing knightly manners in Ishgard; if you desire it, I shall accompany you with the utmost of chivalry, my princess!”
AN IRRELEVANT CHARACTER GUIDE: Armantel Beauremont
Tagged by @gridanianherbnerd thank you ♥
(Honestly I don’t watch enough movies and stuff to know enough things that would have gifs to be accurate, so im just putting random ass bullshit here)
What I tried to make:
What his family sees:
What his allies see:
What he thinks he is:
What he actually is:
★★★★★★★★★★ — strength ★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆ — offense ★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ — defense ★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆ — speed ★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ — durability ★★★★☆☆☆☆☆☆ — accuracy ★★★★★★★☆☆☆ — agility ★★★★★★★★☆☆ — stamina ★★★★★★★☆☆☆ — teamwork ★★★★★★★★★☆ — stealth ★★★★★★☆☆☆☆ — close combat ★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ — bladed weapons ( swords, dagger/s ) ★★★★★★★★★☆ — blunt weapons ( club/s, staff/s ) ★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ — ranged weapons ( archery, gun/s ) ★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ — superpowers / abilities ★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ — traps/setups ★★★★★★☆☆☆☆ — medic
Any lasting injuries from combat? — One over his nose/cheek from a petty fight when he was young. Most of his other scars are from non-combat situations. Typically he stands in the back line, so in battle he doesn’t get injured much.
Fighting style? ( BOLD any that apply. ) — commander / duelist / honorable / dishonorable / would have others do their fighting / stealthy / long-ranged / melee / technological / sorcery / superhuman abilities / has fought in an illegal tourney / a lover of fighting / a hater of fighting / cowardly / reckless / strategic / uses underhanded tricks / renowned for their skill / trained / untrained / keeps skills secret / won a battle / lost a battle / ruthless / merciful
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tagged by @gridanianherbnerd thanks! <3
New Meme: Put your character’s full name in the gif search on tumblr and post the first gif you see!
Had to use his modern au name (Armand) instead of Armantel because lol armantel brought up nothing... I used right to left instead of left to right because the left-first gif was UH nsfw KEK
tagging : everyone’s done it already, right?
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PROXI I GOT ONE.
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“I’m here for you, goddess of song!”
>he doesnt seem even SLIGHTLY ashamed of being so predictable....
❛ we all eat lies when our hearts are hungry. ❜
“That we do.” Athral hums and leans forward, resting his chin on his hand as his eyes thoroughly examine Armantel’s features. His usual smirk is gone, replaced by a neutral, thoughtful expression.
“Now tell me, when was the last time you fed yours?”
forestartisangiraffe:
elezenchaser:
forestartisangiraffe:
elezenchaser:
“The truth about what?”, he asks, genuinely surprised. But maybe there is something….
Quickly he inches closer still, to press his lips onto Armantel’s mouth.
No–it was best left unsaid. Glad of the distraction, he returns the gesture, as if to make him forget all, but once he pulls away he can’t resist remarking, “Come now, you said you didn’t deal in ~feelings~.”
“None of the heart, perhaps”, Athral agrees after Armantel pulls away. He smirks. “I can’t deny my body its cravings though, can I? Should I?”
Now back to comfortable territory! He grants Athral a smile both merry and sinister. “Of course not! What is life, if not to be lived? Feed your cravings, eat to the full, and be happy– Well– only if the other party agrees, of course. It doesn’t do to steal.”
“That almost makes it sound as if you wouldn’t agree”, he points out, but already moves one hand to the back of Armantel’s head, burying his fingers in the Elezen’s soft brown hair.
“Oh, me? Oho– you know better. I would feed my body what it craves so dearly, even if I must swallow ten thousand lies.”
❛ we all eat lies when our hearts are hungry. ❜
“That we do.” Athral hums and leans forward, resting his chin on his hand as his eyes thoroughly examine Armantel’s features. His usual smirk is gone, replaced by a neutral, thoughtful expression.
“Now tell me, when was the last time you fed yours?”
forestartisangiraffe:
elezenchaser:
“The truth about what?”, he asks, genuinely surprised. But maybe there is something….
Quickly he inches closer still, to press his lips onto Armantel’s mouth.
No–it was best left unsaid. Glad of the distraction, he returns the gesture, as if to make him forget all, but once he pulls away he can’t resist remarking, “Come now, you said you didn’t deal in ~feelings~.”
“None of the heart, perhaps”, Athral agrees after Armantel pulls away. He smirks. “I can’t deny my body its cravings though, can I? Should I?”
Now back to comfortable territory! He grants Athral a smile both merry and sinister. “Of course not! What is life, if not to be lived? Feed your cravings, eat to the full, and be happy– Well– only if the other party agrees, of course. It doesn’t do to steal.”
❛ we all eat lies when our hearts are hungry. ❜
“That we do.” Athral hums and leans forward, resting his chin on his hand as his eyes thoroughly examine Armantel’s features. His usual smirk is gone, replaced by a neutral, thoughtful expression.
“Now tell me, when was the last time you fed yours?”
forestartisangiraffe:
elezenchaser:
Athral leans forward until his forehead almost touches Armantel’s. He still smiles but there is a strange sort of melancholy in it now. “You should know that I’m the wrong person to ask for lies”, he hums, then breathes in his friend’s scent and feels his aether, hot and excited. “I don’t lie, handsome.”
Closing his eyes, he wishes that were true. “Yes, I can trust that of you–then tell me the truth, if you would–” But he bites his lip before completing his words.
“The truth about what?”, he asks, genuinely surprised. But maybe there is something….
Quickly he inches closer still, to press his lips onto Armantel’s mouth.
No–it was best left unsaid. Glad of the distraction, he returns the gesture, as if to make him forget all, but once he pulls away he can’t resist remarking, “Come now, you said you didn’t deal in ~feelings~.”
❛ we all eat lies when our hearts are hungry. ❜
“That we do.” Athral hums and leans forward, resting his chin on his hand as his eyes thoroughly examine Armantel’s features. His usual smirk is gone, replaced by a neutral, thoughtful expression.
“Now tell me, when was the last time you fed yours?”
forestartisangiraffe:
elezenchaser:
His grin grows and he chuckles in amusement. If that’s how Armantel wants to play…
“Fine. Let’s do it that way. I don’t feed myself lies. Other people do. For the most part I see them for what they are and I know better than to lust for them. Now it’s your turn, handsome~”
Is that so? “What sort of lie would you wish I believe? I suppose I’ve eaten many, like the lie that I could be of use to you, and I could eat many more yet–better to live a beautiful dream than to starve. But would that I had the strength to live as you do! If that is truly so.”
Athral leans forward until his forehead almost touches Armantel’s. He still smiles but there is a strange sort of melancholy in it now. “You should know that I’m the wrong person to ask for lies”, he hums, then breathes in his friend’s scent and feels his aether, hot and excited. “I don’t lie, handsome.”
Closing his eyes, he wishes that were true. “Yes, I can trust that of you--then tell me the truth, if you would--” But he bites his lip before completing his words.
"Death and I have been scandalously intimate for some time now."
“Oh, dear! I do say you seem not quite that sort!”