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OH FUCK IM SO LATE HAPPY BELATED SHARED BIRTHDAY!!!!
HAHFLKE It's ok!! Thank you and Happy birthday to you too !!! <33333
Maaaaan I’ve followed you for like, a decade??? Definitely been following you since ur RT days, and now I’m hyper fixated on The Hobbit, so yes I would LOVE seeing ur art again!!!
talk about the right post at the right time! i actually drew that picture in 2018, hence the dated group photo poses. yikes it's been that long since i've drawn for myself.
apologies to the rt fandom for kinda uhh turning into a meme blog -thank you for sticking around.
i'll do my best to revive my art for you guys
Gently places a Phil, Missa, and Kristin QPR on the ground.
Perhaps also including the eggs
Absolutely giving up on the drabble format here, and writing about food once again, but, I am having fun. ___ "I brought you a drink." Phil looks up from reinforcing the bunker's walls once again. He'd heard concerning news about the codes' increased ability to shapeshift from Etoiles, and he wanted to make sure that once the eggs were safe inside, they were safe. Missa is standing to his side, holding out a coke. "Thanks, mate." Phil takes the drink, noting the language on the label. "Oh, this is the Mexican shit?" He takes a sip, making an appreciative noise. "Oh yes!" His husband brightens up a little. "I looked when I was away— it's just better, you know." "Yeah, much better, this is great. Thanks." There's a pause where Missa looks at Phil, seemingly expectant, and Phil looks back, not knowing what he wants. The pause extends, and then Missa deflates slightly. He smiles at Phil again, poiite behind his mask. "Well, I'm glad you like it." He turns to go. Awwwww, says a voice in Phil's head. Phil stiffens a little at the imput from his beloved. He sends ??? back. Look at him, he's all sad! Kristin, on the other hand, sounds gleeful. Go on, show him you like him. Give him a little kiss. He knows I llike him, Phil sends stiffly. We're partners. Missa is almost to the staircase now. And your partner is cuddly! Kristin returns. Go on, doesn't he looks so sad? I don't want him to be sad, Phil, he's important to me too. Go onnnnn. Phil can almost see the big eyes from his beloved. He hadn't seen her in person since he got to Quesadilla Island, but her presence was always here. And she had opinions. Look, fine. Phil raises a hand and takes a step after his platonic husband. "Missa?" MIssa pauses on the stairs, and Phil puts a hand on his arm, standing on his toes from a stair below to put a kiss on his cheek. "Ah, Philza?" Missa blinks at him, blushing, and In the back of his head, Phil's wife cheers. __ And that's the last of the "send me some QSMP or DSMP characters and I'll write them as a QPR" challenge, DONE.
If it helps any, my friend n I are working on a Raph centered separated au, borne literally out of “raph is my favorite character and there are like No separated AUs of him”
OH HELL YEAH SLAY
As an AFAB with an H cup,,, drop ur bra recs my back is killing me
I legit had to special order my bras last time and it took two months to get them… and they aren’t even THAT comfy.
Such a pain in the ass (and back).
Worth it though.
Here’s the thing, I only title my fics after songs, so—
“He said we'd build them up (And then the walls would set us free)”
From chant II of the Off Broadway version of Hadestown.
Go off king.
Oh man I could do such a vilbur one for this if I wasn’t deeply uninterested in vilbur. Renchanting hadestown AU, but we start with hadestown and kinda diverge, so the whole walls area is partially the land of the dead, and the red king has been dead from the beginning, and if he wins he comes back. He doesn’t win. (Sue me I read some really good renchanting last night.)
[Send me a made-up fic title and I'll tell you a story I'd write for it.]
Reading your post about Sand and Sin in MK, I wanted to add: Harrow walks on shattered glass, which is a silicate born of melted sand. He’s literally walking on the mutated and warped form of sin itself. Or, another perspective— even if he tries to lie/change his perception of his deeds, they’re still painful and cause suffering (and therefore are ‘sins’)
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I hadn't even thought about that! Even his efforts to remove himself from it only drives it deeper in!
An excellent observation, my dear.
“Regis is still the weird uncle friend, Yen is 100% mom”
Points at Larry Butz, token weird uncle friend.
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