yeehawgust day 8: 8 seconds in the saddle, plus again also counting this as taurgust
stepping away from my strictly western aus given bucking is going to feature later on in ten paces
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yeehawgust day 8: 8 seconds in the saddle, plus again also counting this as taurgust
stepping away from my strictly western aus given bucking is going to feature later on in ten paces
thinking about centaur astrid + lydia being bad at having a foal again
could you pls draw ten paces lydia but before everything became so sad and mean to her, i just. i wanna see her happy :(
incredibly loved foal
send me prompts for taurgust :)
been tweaking this baby over and over but i think im finally happy with it
just learnt that taurgust is a thing so i am requesting art requests or questions about centaurs in general or my beeteljuice & hadestown aus (details below the cut). i would like to keep it up for the month is possibe so if youve got multiple go for it :)
Ten Paces (Beetlejuice) - lydia is a young centaur captured from the wild and kept in a small paddock. beetlejuice is attempting to tame her like a feral mustang. there are plans to bring astrid into this one later. tagged ten paces au.
The Running Iron (Beetlejuice) - western setting. beetlejuice and lydia are centaurs put to work building a railroad line. tagged railway taurs au.
My Bones to the Birds (Hadestown) - human characters are centaurs, god characters are humans. orpheus has been hanging around hermes' pub for years, eurydice turns up one day half-starved and feral. persephone tries to help her. tagged hadestaurs au.
wip wednesday sentences for 4/6 and 11/6
In Case of Emergency, Break Glass (4/6) @whimsicalmeerkat @aparticularbandit @combeferres-mothematics @tamsinswriting
A ghost they didn’t even want to try to force her to capture.
She can’t shake the sickening feeling that it’s her mother.
It’s a possibility that’s haunted her since she learnt what Juno and Otho were really doing. What if, before they took Lydia, they captured her mum? Squashed her down and locked her in a jar to keep in the basement? And now, what if she’s evaded capture the last three years only to be taken now? Her hands tremble as she sets the jar on the table. Otho is pulling on his gloves.
“Otho?” she asks quietly. “Please?”
“Mouth shut, Lydia,” Juno snaps.
Otho slips a hand through the hatch in the soul box and lifts out a dazed, miniature rabbit. And then he puts his other hand in, and pulls out a mouse. It takes Lydia a moment to understand it. Two ghosts at once, and they didn’t even try getting her to catch them.
“Is that- Barbara! ADAM!”
She tries to lunge towards Otho as he drops them into the jar. Juno catches her by the hair.
“You wanted to see, Lydia, and you saw.”
Bugebroph @dreamed-for-not @eriquin
She can already see Adam cracking.
“Well… If we can’t do it ourselves…”
“You’re sure you can do this carefully?”
Lydia nods enthusiastically.
“She won’t harm a hair on their heads,” Beetlejuice confirms. “Hell, you can sit in on it if you want. They aren’t gonna see you, evidently.”
bj/nimona crossover woo @twyrewolf @zyrafowe-sny
It occurs to her that it probably shouldn’t be a surprise that Nimona is just as interested in the only person her age as she is, but years of school canteens have taught Lydia otherwise. Nimona flashes her another grin, but is quickly distracted by her fork.
“Nim,” Ballister whispers again. “Don’t chew that.”
“I’m being gentle.”
“That’s not-”
He’s dragged back into the adults’ conversation before he can finish his point.
The Parent's Guide to the Young Conduit @kalira @noisesfrombeyondtheuniverse @tamsinswriting @meggiejolly @stonemaskedtaliesin
“I suppose that makes sense… Adam, did you catch that?”
Adam falters in his latest attempt to posses Delia’s arm. “Catch what?”
“Lydia doesn’t know we’re doing this.”
“Oh. Well, if I’m being honest, we’re currently not doing too much for her to know about.”
“Delia, dear, does your arm feel at all possessed?” Charles asks. Delia flexes the arm experimentally.
“Not particularly.”
Barbara rests her chin on her hand. “May I have a go?”
“Be my guest.”
Adam steps back, and Barbara steps forward. She takes a deep breath - not for any need for oxygen, but just to steady herself. Raises an arm.
Be Right Back @auburnlaughter @tamsinswriting
She’s sure Ballister can tell, when he asks if that’s okay with her, that her acceptance is begrudging. “I’m still going to be sleeping here,” he says. “I’ll be coming right back here after work. It’s just that Ambrosius can do some parts of his job remotely, and I can’t.”
“What, they haven’t invented remote controls for horses yet?”
“Unfortunately not.”
“Bummer.”
Ten Paces @zyrafowe-sny @dreamed-for-not @tamsinswriting
Lydia stays in her little shelter for hours. There’s no point going out and pacing, the ropes will trip her up the moment she stops focusing on them. So instead she lays on the thin bed of straw and slowly picks at bone marrow. Her body still aches from all the running in circles the day before. The rope itches.
It’s sometime around noon when the rain starts.
It’s just a drizzle, to begin with. A light patter outside, the occasional drip through the gaps in the roof. Lydia doesn’t react much more than shuffling further back from the door and grumbling to herself. But it only gets worse. The noise gets louder. The air gets colder.
Netherborne ch17 on @dreamed-for-not @twyrewolf @eriquin
“Right,” Beetlejuice says, clearly eager to move on, “now that’s out of the way. We’ve got other shit to figure out.”
“Other shit like what?”
“Other shit like how you’re gonna insist on coming with me when Rigel introduces me to Maxie Dean, aren’t you?”
(omitted chunk I’d already written)
“We can do that.”
He reaches into his jacket and pulls out the same notepad he wrote the house rules on. Rules for social events, he titles the page. And just like the house rules, he divides it into columns and labels each with a name.
“So. You gotta call everyone ‘sir’ or ‘ma’am’,” he says as he writes.
In Case of Emergency, Break Glass (11/6) @dreamed-for-not @auburnlaughter @kalira @tamsinswriting
“Aw, what’s wrong? Was the nasty lady mean to you again? Poor little wizard.”
Lydia grips her oversized sleeves tight. She wants to bite back at him, tell him exactly what Juno just did, but she knows he doesn’t actually care. It would only lead to more mockery.
“Shut up, jar boy,” she says instead.
“Oh, you really got me with that one. I’m wounded.”
“You wanna be shaken again.”
“You’re not scary, kid.”
Lydia glares at him for a long moment, and then looks away. It’s an empty threat, really. Her shoulders hurt too much. She hears quiet tapping on the glass as he paces about his jar.
“...So. What was all that with Otho?”
The Book in the Birdbath @dreamed-for-not @kalira @tamsinswriting @meggiejolly @whimsicalmeerkat
Before he has time for further thoughts on that, Skye is clambering onto the bench beside Lydia. She sticks out one small hand, the other twisting in her hair.
“Hello Mr. Deetz, it’s nice to meet you!”
Lydia can tell her dad wasn’t expecting that, but he readily accepts the handshake. “It’s good to meet you too, Skye.”
“We’re neighbours on the ward,” Lydia explains. “Skye’s in the next bed over.”
“Ah, I see.”
“I have a congenital heart disease!” Skye eagerly adds. Lydia’s dad’s eyebrows raise slightly.
“Right. And you and Lydia have been… hanging out?”
“Yeah! We go for walks in the garden and we talk about ghosts and we do our schoolwork together!”
The Running Iron @dreamed-for-not @stonemaskedtaliesin
Oscar’s hand hammers against the wall. She groans, hiding her head in her folded arms.
“Come on, get up! We’ve got a railway to build!”
“You’ve got a railway to build,” Lydia grumbles. “I still don’t see why that’s my problem.”
“Less complaining, more eating. I want you up and harnessed by the time I come back.”
With one final smack to the wall, he leaves the bunkhouse with a door slam and the clunk of a lock.
Centaur lydiaaaaa
beej come get your weird horse
wip wedneseday sentences for 7/5
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