#polskidoodle

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sentence prompt: “‘uh oh’ isnt really something you want to hear while shoved in a dark closet with someone you hate”

“Oh god,” says Gil, a little desperately. “Don’t tell me. Don’t even fucking--”

“The pick broke,” says Feliks. He stands up and kicks the door futilely. “Because I can’t fucking see. I refuse to spend the next hour in here with you.”

“We could... break the door down?”

They squint at each other in the darkness. The two of them together might break 80 kilos.

“Oh god, we’d have to work together. That’s maybe worse than the closet.”

“It’s definitely better than the closet. No one has to know.”

“If you don’t tell anyone, I won’t.”

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i painted the doodle

i’m ridiculously proud of how it turned out so love me

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I’m a warrior, still stuck in my mind I’ve been in danger for too long

aph poland | warrior (nina sublati)

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feliks has freckles on his shoulders pass it on

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so i’ve realized that feliks with tattoos is Very Important To Me

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If aph poland were living as a regular citizen in today's world, what job do you think he would have? What job do you think he would actually WANT?

(are we talking “human au” here or “the Nation of poland pretending to be human”)

either way the person everyone knows is feliks aleksander łukasiewicz, high school math teacher by day, world-famous concert pianist by night in his dreams

he’s kind of depressed and perpetually drunk but he tries not to let the kids know bc he really does love math and wants them to love it too

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since this is probably the last picture I’ll be posting here before my hiatus, I thought it was fitting I do this one. @super-lisa asked me to draw aph poland in a chapel veil. usually only women wear them, but the humility and submission the veil represents is really resonant with poland’s character arc.

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Before the Beginning

BEFORE THE BEGINNING — three sentences (or more) about something that happened before the plot of my current project 

“You’ve a hole. Here. In your sweater.”

Feliks made an annoyed sound and yanked his sleeve out of Erszi’s hands.

“Who cares?”

“It looks dumb.”

“No one will notice.”

The explosion came damp and quiet. It left red spots on his eyelids.