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me @ the world: pls commission @glitterbark a tru literary hero

#so good #so pure #the hero we deserve #the hero we need #glitterbark

Yes, can she be licking the foot too?

omfg that’s @glitterbark‘s baby Crane im laughing omfg asdlkjfhaskdljfh

#glitterbark #im sorry everything i touch turns to sin #Anonymous

tumblr mobile only gives me notifications for when @glitterbark does anything what is this favoritism....

#shea talks a lot #tumblr has good taste at least?#glitterbark

"My personal theory is that he has a very firm grasp upon reality, it's simply not a reality the rest of us have ever met before." -Terry Pratchett

So while I didn’t draw an eagle this fourth day of July, I did draw a Crane. @glitterbark ‘s character Crane, in fact. I struggled with her hair a lot, so I’m not quite happy with that it seems more thick than it does cute. Anyway, this was meant to be just a quick sketch and some play with colors (I used the palette from her doodles), but in the end I thought it was kind of... nice? a bit, maybe. (I still don’t think her eyes are quite right)

#thaumatale #crane #glitterbark #adrian art

*Slaps a Crane down on your desk* HERE. A SOLID 6 HOURS STRAIGHT OF INSPIRATION AFTER CHAPTER 15

Fan art for @glitterbark

I KNOW IM SORRY THE COLORS ARE ALL WRONG THIS IS JUST HOW I SEE CRANE/HOW FAN ART OF HER IS INGRAINED INTO MY MEMORY

Also im sorry it’s not the best I’m still REALLY new to the whole drawing tablet thing!

Crane is just???? So cool???????? Sorry I bet you think I’m so weird constantly drawing you fan art? I just really love the Thaumatale AU and everyone in it.

Literally listened to nothing but Mountain Sound and Human by Of Monsters and Men while drawing this. Both very fitting songs for Crane????

@glitterbark someone stop me I can’t stop making more Thaumatale OCs from Mender’s town

Meet Glyph Reader (left) and Clef the Sage (right), also known as Glyph-and-Clef, the Quizlets, and Oh Stars Above Not Those Two Again. These two kids knew each other from waaaay back when, long before they were discovered to have magic in middle school. Their main activity of choice was competitive ballroom dance (neeeeeerds), a shared passion that continued for the both of them long after they graduated and began mage training.

Glyph and Clef were discovered by two entirely different mages in town. However, when the Ageless Blade saw how well they worked together and how much time and effort they were willing to put into their performance as dancers, he kind of… stole the two of them out from under their teachers’ feet. Did I mention that Inquisitor Ageless is kind of a dick?

Glyph is very fond of things that glitter, to the point where she will make her clothing into her own personal light show when she’s excited. Clef, on the other hand, prefers to keep their clothing plain. Er… well, plain by wizard standards, at any rate. They refuse to admit that opera gloves are not casual wear. Neither of them have figured out a real speciality yet, though–they’re still deep in Inquisitor training. However, Glyph has a talent for languages that the inquisitor suspects may pan out into something more.

Both of them viewed the Counselor as an older sister. As with most sibling relationships, this created headaches for the Counselor and vast amounts of entertainment for all bystanders. Imagine your most annoying younger sibling. Then multiply that by two. Now give those siblings the ability to prank you with little regard for the laws of physics and the ability to pretty much read each other’s minds, and you will have a bit of an idea of what the Counselor had to deal with. Glyph and Clef are terrible influences on each other. Inquisitor Ageless thinks this is all an excellent exercise in tactics and creativity, though, and uses not getting caught pulling this crap as part of their training.

There is genuinely no romantic attachment between these two. The closest term for them would be queerplatonic partners–they’d have a hard time being able to survive without each other, regardless of the lack of smooching.

(For added sadness: imagine one of them reaching out to make a partner switch to someone who isn't there, who maybe isn't as good a dancer as they are but feels like they should be there. And when the other one asks who they're looking for, they can't remember.)

#yes they are dancing in their socks #because they are nerds #Thaumatale #glitterbark #glyph reader #clef the sage #dote's ocs #my art

@glitterbark Want to know why Mender never talks about her home town? For all intents and purposes, she doesn’t have one. Her grandmother, Ametrine, was her teacher. Ametrine and the Primus of her town had a late-in-life romance. The Primus had never married, and Ametrine’s husband had died several years back. Ametrine was advising her on the subject of natural disasters (she worked with earth magic), and the pair fell in love. It was very cute. Their students approved. The added side effect of this was that the Counselor of Second Chances (as this was her only title back then) became a bit of a sister to the Primus’ apprentice and the Inquisitors in training. Those guys are interesting, I might post on all of them later if I have time. Things did not stay rosy. The Primus, in a set of circumstances nobody could later identify, fell to the Beast. Ametrine was lethally wounded stopping her. The Inquisitor at the time (the Ageless Blade), had a talent for predicting how certain decisions would play out. They informed the Counselor that if knowledge of the Primus’ frenzy got out, not only would the town fall into a political crapshoot, but the Primus’ student and two of the Inquisitors-in-training (basically, her grandchildren) would also turn to the Beast out of grief. The power vacuum this would create would… well, it would cause trouble. There’s always a price. To make sure that the Primus’ failing did not impact their students, the Counselor took the only option she could find and made a terrible switch. Instead of the Primus, everyone now believed that Ametrine was the one who fell to the beast, and the Primus the one who stopped her. The price of making sure her siblings lived was cutting all their ties with the new scapegoat Ametrine–and thus, with the Counselor herself. This rippled out into the rest of the city. As it turns out, quite a few people were affected by Ametrine and the Counselor’s relationship. The Counselor only discovered the true ramifications of her actions when simply speaking to an old friend on the street gave her a splitting headache from the paradox she was causing. After all, this person didn’t care about her that much, so how could she be talking to them like a friend? She left the town, changed her title, and tried to forget. The Counselor believes that she had no choice. She may say that she shifted her town's perceptions to save it, but honestly, she did it to save her siblings. And now she can never see them again, because she’s afraid that the price for reviving their memories of her will be their lives.

#glitterbark #thaumatale #dote's OCs #mender #the counselor of second chances