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[iaishwaryablog]

Another old doodle of a south Indian family performing the last rituals of the deceased. ' The Pancha Mahabhuta ' (five great elements) #lastrituals #heaven #godisgood #southindianrituals #doodler #illustrator #adobephotoshop #adobe #masterdubyart #family #love #us #weekenddoodle #doodles

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GET TO KNOW YOUR MUN! | ACCEPTING.

what’s your favorite cartoon/anime?

cartoon: Avatar: The Last Airbender. i have a few quips about the end game ships ( quietly waves my Zutara flag ), but bar-none, this cartoon was incredible. it’s the example of what Western animation can live up to when it researches different cultures and creates a unique world. i have been so transformed by it that almost a decade later and i still find myself thinking on-and-off about it.

anime: i haven’t been into any of the newer things, but i’d say my all-time favorite is Samurai Champloo. the music is gorgeous and a pleasing, aesthetic blend of  ancient Japan with more modern hip hop. i do also like Michiko to Hatchin, and Inuyasha will always have a place in my heart if only because Kikyo exists ♥

[twiinmasks]

☞ + elise? :3c

☞ + character? / always open tbh

“Madame, we should really head back to the ship.” 

Elise clicked her tongue and glared over her shoulder. “As I said, you’re free to go back to the ship whenever you want; I’m staying.” 

The men glanced at each other uncertainly. They were hired hands, nothing more; they weren’t sure how far their loyalty was bought for. Certainly not to die on some deserted and strange isle in the middle of the ocean. 

“What about you, Madame?” 

“I’m staying.” 

The men looked at each other again before murmuring their leave and shuffling back through the jungle, disappearing into the fog. At last, Elise breathed a sigh of relief. Some peace and quiet -- finally. Those buffoons had their uses, but they didn’t really understand what they were doing here. Elise was on the trails of a god, for spirits’ sake; she wasn’t going to head back to the ship at some sign of a little thunderstorm. 

Elise trekked through the remainders of the jungle, searching for the cavern she had read about only in texts. When she found it, she found that her heart had begun to pound, as well. This was it -- this had to be it. She could feel it. 

She ventured inside. The cavern was cold and damp and no place for a woman of her stature, but she paid it no mind. Her delicate fingers traced along the stone, slightly wet, until they fell over something -- a marking. Her heart leaped into her throat. Elise took both of her hands and ran over the markings, and even in the gloom she could tell just by touch what they were of. 

Then, from somewhere in the depths of the cave, a voice rattled to her. Who would disturb my sleep?

Elise couldn’t help the elated smile that broke across her face. She stumbled further inside. Finally -- finally! Finally, she found -- 

“Elise, Holiness,” she said breathlessly. “And I’ve come to make a pact.” 

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odinchrist ‘s shield is ready for painting and the leather edge

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