#D&D Recap

[florawriting]

Alright, I may be logging this for my own sake (to keep the memories), but who know, maybe someone gets something out of this.

A pokémon themed DnD oneshot recap

Context: the idea was that there was this new technology that basically allowed trainers to become DnD druids and wildshift into pokémon.

Get my charactersheet for this one-shot.

The character was a Red archetype (as in the character Red from pokemon) with a Charmeleon and Nidorina shift.

Decide my name is Rouge (red in french) and I am the Stoic anxious heroine. Basically, I close down when I am anxious and people assume that I am stoic and dangerous (which explained my enormous intimidation stat).

Me and my team are put into our first battle. Our opponents: all fighting types.

Being the "red archetype" I try to make the smartest decisions and thus chose Nidorina as she has resistance against fighting types.

Battle starts

Some good back and forth hits, nothing mind blowing.

Our Koffing (low on HP) does self-destruct to take down two enemies, forgets that our Warturtle is also in it's area.

Seeing two teammates down, I sweat bullets, accidently intimidating the Machomp in front of me.

He runs off, allowing me to attack him from behind

My other teammate faints.

All of a sudden it is me against two other pokemon. Somehow I win. I am crouwnd MVP by my team.

Team rocket jumps in and steals the trophy, we give chase, ending up in Cinnabar Island (post gen 1).

We find a cave with a lot of team rocket ships, finding disguises, other loot and another entrance.

One person falls in trying to see what is inside.

I shift into Charmeleon and use my tail to light the way. Sadly, because of the dice gods, I fall in too.

The rest join us down the hole and we all fall onto a large Ditto, initiating another fight.

*Insert the "He's already dead meme"*

We find puzzle chamber, the koffing (and Voltorb) player is done and blows up the door.

We find a three way split, leading to a spa, a training room and the directors office. We first decide to heal up at the spa.

At the spa we come to the great conclusion that we should break some Geneva conventions.

Charmeleon, Koffin, Pidgeotto and butterfree work together to blow a mixture between poison gas, fiery smoke and sleeping powder into the team rocket training room and blow up the entrance for good messure. So they won't fight us while we get our trophy back from the director.

Sadly, we overdid it and now the whole base is about to cave in.

Good news, we can try to convince the director to evacuate with us.

No, we did not think about all the poor grunts that are definitly dying in the training room as we speak.

We run (in disguise) into the office of Geovanni, where he is still talking with Jessie, James and Meowth. And try to convince that he should come with us.

Two of our team are discovered as frauds, somehow (with my anxious intimidation factor) I remained believable and was able to join the four on an escape rope with the other that was not found.

The other two went back into the base. The pidgeotto flying trough the hole we came trough, the voltorb joining the other grunts.

Somehow I keep my disguise up in such a manner that I become a devision leader and with pure luck I get the ship going with Geovanni and the trophy in my reach. I sent the butterfree player to "watch the trophy"

The others end up together in pure luck and are able to convince the captain of their ship to sent them to the ship Geovanni resides in. They barely srape by because of my goodwill I build up.

With the three of us reunited in a rather safe place I have a mental breakdown as the others come up with a plan.

In one final daring move we open the safe with the help of the one that was "guarding it" and with my goodwill we are able to go above deck unnoticed.

I go into my Charmeleon form and use smoke screen, before the four of us make a beeline to the rescue boats and sail off into the sunset. Ending back at the tournaments where we are hailed as hero's.

According to the DM we were supposed to have a final epic boss battle with Geovanni which did not happen because we did our whole deception plan. The whole deception and chase part were all improvised by a rather new DM, which was really, REALLY impressive in my opinion.

Maybe I'm going to do something similair in the future, It was really fun.

[freaks-and-facades-ravenloft]

F&F: First Arc Q&A!

Hello friends and beloved readers! It's Aboleth-Eye, host and recapper of the amazing Ravenloft campaign Freaks & Facades! And we're doing an In-Character Q&A! Check out the question form here!

If you've somehow missed it, I've been hosting a Dungeons & Dragons 3.5 edition campaign set in classic Ravenloft for all of 2023. Currently the cast is in the seductive and surreptitious realm of Dementlieu. The player characters, aka the Freaks, are an amazing group of would-be adventurers and have gone through a lot in their first dip into gothic horror adventure! And we've been sharing their exploits and misadventures on a new blog! I started the recaps on this Tumblr a while back, but there were some formatting problems that arose when Tumblr changed how bullet points work. blech...

But we've persevered, and have found a different avenue to share the group's awesome adventures on This New Separate Blog! If you haven't gotten the chance, check out the story here!

And, as the story is coming close to the end of the first arc soon, and is almost caught up to the players in-game, I wanted to do a bunch of fun things once the First Arc (False Accusations) wraps up. So, we'll be posting a bunch of fun things on there and here once the arc recaps finish in December. So We're Planning An In-Character Q&A!

If there's anything you've wanted to ask our Freaks/Player Characters (see here for their bios), or even their Players themselves, send your asks through this new Google Form, or DM us directly at either @aboleth-eye or @freaks-and-facades-ravenloft!

Questions can be put to specific Freaks Characters, about their backstories, abilities, character builds, anything!

You can also ask something of all the Freaks together!

and/or the Players and Host (aka lil' ol' me Aboleth Eye)!

Questions can be made anonymous if you wish! Just keep things PG-13 please!

There is soooo much to talk about with this campaign, and the Freaks each have a lot of thought put into their stories, motivations and relationships. Like all D&D players, we are excited to overshare about our characters and campaign!

Hope to hear from you guys!

Love, Aboleth Eye!

[littlelightfish]

This... this is a whole different kind of psychic damage here. When nightmares got Marcille, we get to knew that her's biggest fear is outliving her friends. This isn't even canon probably, but look at this. This isn't a "I don't want my friends to die" kind of dream. This is a "I'm terrified of loosing my daughters, of something killing them, and being incapable of stopping it" kind of dream. It's so simple yet it explains perfectly the whole of chilchucks character. He loves, he cares, deeply. But he, or doesn't acknowledges, or doesn't know what to do with that knowledge.

Besides that. Someone had to wake him up after this. Imagine the devastation in this man after he wakes up. He just saw his three little babys murdered corpses (or maybe he saw them die, wich isn't better). He would possibly not talk about it, and that would worry the hell out of the party, because we'll, they see him all down and only one of them knows what he saw. Imagine being the one to pull him from that nightmare. Seeing this man, usually so composed, fuking staring with tears and terror in his eyes to the composes of what you can only assume are his daughters. It would be heartwrenching.

Idk, I love this man so much...

[aboleth-eye]

We return to Freaks & Facades, and our beloved Freaks entering the hedonistic and insidious domain of the Dementlieuse gentry! They attempt a heist for clues, survive flagrant flirtation and learn the face of their true enemy. Our group will not forget their Teatime at House Montagne!

Come along and read up on our beloved Freaks' misadventures in the gothic realm of Ravenloft! New recaps will be dropping every other Saturday (or at least attempted lol!

Thanks for reading! -- Love, Aboleth Eye!

[lonelyy-clown]

late tfpposting but still remembering this megatron moment that was sick as hell

[dailypokemoncrochet]

Daily Pokemon Crochet Recap 2024

I love those little yearly recaps so I did one for this project!

[remderance]

happy xb monday!

wait, that's not his base...how did he get here?

[valeriapryanikova]

the grid is a bit weird for this year's art summary bc a lot of the drawings were just Too Goddamn Tall and therefore impossible to reasonably fit into my usual square frames :P

[jq37]

I've largely been thrilled with the amount of sister content for Adaine and Aelwyn in Junior Year considering that Aelwyn's main arc was more or less completed last season and she could have easily been benched like so many other NPCs were this season. The only thing I was hoping would come into play but didn't was the Nemesis Ward. Even if it never comes up though, I still love it so much as a point of characterization for her. That action says so much about who she is as a person. That she would take a piece of magic specifically intended for evil and make it good in the same way that her protective magic which should have been good was twisted to be used for evil the first 18 years of her life? Mwah. Chef's kiss.

[owarinaki]

One Piece EP1122 Recap part 3 /3 END

P1 // P2 // P3

[freaks-and-facades-ravenloft]

Freaks & Facades: Session Three - The Misty Morning

Welcome back, my beloved readers and rapscallions.  This is the recap of Session Three of Freaks & Facades.  Our cast of beloved Freaks has had quite the night.  Quite a dark, dark night indeed...  Check out the past recaps collected on our Index, to learn what our party of Freaks has done to get to this point, (or find them linked at the bottom below the cut).

The Freaks’ time at the Ravens Loft Inn has come to a close, many questions left burning like the ashes of that mysterious tavern’s hearth.  First impressions were made, masks held tight amongst the group of strangers.  The Inn’s strange circumstances placed each of them in a bloodstained room during their stay, their futures read by a comatose Vistani seer.  When night came they found a curtain of darkness and animated furniture attempt to swallow them up!  Many were flung into the darkness unaware; while others struggled to hold the light.  One of our Freaks discovered a new face to the Tavern’s keepers, and willingly chose the darkness!  What does it all mean?

Warning: this is a horror campaign setting, so bear that in mind before reading.  Possible triggers include: bones/bone manipulation, skeletal bodies, transformation body horror etc.

The Freaks are assembled.  In the coming morning light they must decide to either stay together and face the unknown, or let their new situation split them apart!  Let’s see if they survive this first day together in Ravenloft proper!

*starts projector*

Everyone’s sleep is of nothingness.  A terrible blackness swaddling each and every one of them.  They are startled awake all at once, several weakened by this unknowing descent through the Elemental Darkness!  They are inside a cave, damp with the early morning Mist...

Fenri and Schrödinger each remember the Curtain of Feathers swallowing the inn!  But their memories about what befell them all afterwards is unclear and foggy...

Someone notices the weapon Schrödinger has instinctively drawn and alerts the others.  A dagger made from his own bones, extruding from his palm!  Solange instinctively rolls away, fearing the Lamordian is actually an undead--and collides in the stomach with a stalagmite.  Fenri is also a bit startled, as she is a priestess who has faced many undead in the past...

Schrödinger reveals this is his Science, his life’s work: to utilize the body’s skeletal structure beyond simply as a biological framework to build upon.  

Channa has no qualms. She has used blood in her elemental magecraft in the past, why not use the body’s elements for something new?  Despite their misgivings, Solange and Fenri decide to be open-minded (but keeping an eye on the lordling all the same).

Pryrrish is entirely unaware of this briefly tense situation, too focused on her Tome’s current location to care.  Reassuringly, it is still beside her despite this change in scenery...  She has no qualms about Schrödinger’s abilities--she isn’t one who can judge easily.  She uses her swirling eyes to look about the cave.

Fenri goes outside to pray in the dawn’s gentle light!  Solange steps outside as well, keeping the halfling and the rest of the party all within sight.  Pryrrish, Channa and  Schrödinger examine the cave they woke up in...  There’s signs of an unhoused person having slept here recently.  The cave is within a small plateau beside a forested country road; the trees and their autumn foliage are quite familiar to those Solange knows, so they may be in Dementlieu still.  Perhaps merely a single night has passed since she was lost in the Catacombs?

The cavern’s walls are all painted in extremely old squiggles and symbols, depicting tides of Mist, the jagged mountains between and shadowy wolves skulking the woods....  At the center of the ceiling, between the stalactites, is a vaguely prehistoric image of a gray figure dressed in robes.  Holding a shield and a sprig of flowers... 

Pryrrish peeks into her Tome, revealing this must be a figure of Ezra, the Guardian in the Mists, the unknown protector goddess of this realm...  A god unknown to all but Solange and  Schrödinger (but neither are religious for reasons of fashion and rationality).

Channa discovers there’s an ancient set of stairs carved into the back, going up to the top of the plateau...  But Schrödinger begins to talk about witnessing the Matron and Maiden of the Inn revealing themselves as horrible wraiths; and the group is distracted from further investigation by this news...

Fenri gathers her daily reservoir of divine magic, but Pelor is still so far away in her heart.  The Sun above is not the shining hope of the Dawn Father, but an eerie ball of sustaining light and warmth that makes the priestess feel nothing.  Solange watches the priestess’s devotions, bemused.

Schrödinger, after learning of this place’s connection to the Guardian in the Mists, recalls the Mists that swallowed him in the alleys of Ludendorf.  He goes around asking everyone if they also encountered banks of misty clouds.  In truth, they all affirm his suspicions--they were brought together by this unknown force of Mist!

Fenri actively tells of her fiery experience in her homeland, and everyone is quite shocked at how calm and sunny the halfling is about their traumatic experience!  Channa is especially touched, but she hides her emotions from being so open.  

Fenri tells Schrödinger she prayed about how to handle his Science, and she’s concluded he’s not a bad person.  She gives him a hug--awkward because he’s nearly three times her size, as well as it’s exceedingly intimate for a Lamordian to be hugged!  

The group hears a wagon approach, and Solange replaces her disguising veil.  It’s a halfling man driving a large wagon of milk jugs and hay.  He greets the group in low Mordentish, and Fenri in their shared racial language; introducing himself as Terrii of the Jollydell Clan.  Terrii sees the group is quite out of sorts, so he offers to take them on a ride into the nearby town of Campanula--far to the north in Dementlieu.  Terrii Jollydell’s sons pop out from the hay bales in the wagon back, having hidden with crossbows in case the group were bandits.  Fenri makes friends with them, even giving Terrii a Pelorian prayer to help his ailing wife on their homestead.

The halfling boys excitedly talk about local vigilante, named Night’s Vengeance!  A masked rake and friendly scoundrel who has humiliated the local nobility, riding on a pitch black steed through the deep forest roads uncaught for weeks.  He’s crashed noble soirees on horseback, as well as stolen the clothes of an entire noble entourage for the local baron’s son!  

For the latter, Night’s Vengeance unhorsed the carriage, stole Baron Montagne’s son’s infamously bejeweled cloak and abandoned the boy naked in his horseless carriage--in the middle of the woods at night!  The rake then rode through town, standing on the horses  laughing and throwing the cloak’s jewels in the central water fountain of Campanula’s central square.

Campanula is a town surrounded by thick forests, and supposedly wolves prowl the dense foliage and mountains.  The group does some shopping  for supplies and getting their bearings.  

Solange recognizes they are on near the northern border between Dementlieu and Lamordia.  She’s never been away from Port-a-Lucine in all her life, but thankfully it seems no time has passed since her experience in the Catacombs...

Pryrrish (with her swirling sight invocations) helps Schrödinger translate the signs of a halfling greengrocer and helps him pay for apples--he’s never had to buy sundry goods on his own before.  Pryrrish garners some attention for being an elf, and Schrodinger begins to be protective of her.  

They barter at a local stable for a pair of horses and a wagon, meeting a noble’s stableman Vincente Quint.  Vincente is quite average but happily helps negotiate a fair deal with them and the local horsemaster.

The group goes to the town hall to exchange their coins for Dementlieu currency.  Upon approach, they see servants of House Montagne wading through the square’s fountain for any remaining jewels of the baron’s sons.  And speaking of, Lord Isaac Montagne II (Baron Montagne’s son) appears from town hall and immediately insults them as peasants for not moving out of “their better’s way”.  Channa despises nobles but is convinced to step back.

Inside Campanula town hall, they encounter Baron Montagne leaving after speaking with the local magistrate.  A hunting dog perfectly follows him after.  Fenri can sense the baron’s disdain behind his placid, confident smile.  (And she gets the awful thought that as he passed the group, he was learning their scent...  Like the dog obediently beside him would...)

Schrödinger, as a noble scion of Lamordia, is easily able to procure a bank note to exchange his golden gluttons for Dementlieu’s corona gold coins.  But Channa and Pryrrish, who have pooled their Eberronian gold together, are outright rejected by the magistrate for some reason.  

While Pryrrish accompanies Schrödinger in obtaining his money at the bank, Solange, Channa and Fenri head to the local watering hole.  The Howling Wolf Alehouse.

The Howling Wolf is a raucous but warm peasant’s tavern.  Solange, in her dour mourning veils (her hatpin of disguise hiding her caliban nature), gets a large table for the whole party.  

Before the bread basket is even brought out, Fenri sneaks away to the alleyway outside, hoping to pray to Pelor again now that it’s about noontime.  Channa volunteers to find their sunny companion, and the two bond over the strangeness of this land.  Channa hesitantly accepts Fenri’s hug of appreciation.  (She has never been one for many friends before.  Especially not after he vanished...)

Meanwhile, Solange awkwardly sits at the big table.  She overhears the sounds of carousing on the upper floor of the tavern.  According to hearsay, they are The Flying Wolves: a group of ex-Falkovnian refugees hired by Baron Montagne to capture Night’s Vengeance.  They are led by the infamous half-elven spearwoman, the Falconeater...

Pryrrish and Schrödinger easily obtain the Dementlieuse currency.  They have a similar matter-of-factness to the way they talk.  Pryrrish is reminded of her older brother, sadly.  

After an exceedingly good meal at the Alehouse--with Schrödinger taking half a dozen rolls with them--the group obtains their wagon and horses.  They decide to camp somewhere for the night, as the journey to Port-a-Lucine will take at least three days!  And the night is dangerous so far from civilization.

At a small well-used campsite beside a mountain stream, the group prepares to bed down for the night.  It seems the horses instinctually dislike lord  Schrödinger, so it takes Solange and Fenri to direct and care for the animals.

Solange, upon dusk breaking, uses her gravedigger deathchatter ability to send messages at night, to alert any fellow gravedigger or death cleric of her position.  She hopes they will pass the message along to the Order of the Moonlight Vigil...

Just after they prepare their campfire, the sound of beating hooves alerts the party!  Fenri grabs her sling-staff and clutches her holy symbol.  Pryrrish grabs the large Tome at her side, shadowy wisps emerging from its pages about her fingertips.  Channa unwinds her spiked chain and has Iggy the earth familiar burrow underground.  Solange lights her lantern-staff and peers into the darkness of the road.  And Schrödinger twists his bones into a rapier-like weapon, thrumming with green electricity!

A figure in a mask, standing in the saddle and wielding a hand crossbow and rapier, rides out from the darkness and into the moonlight!  The horse he rides is a majestic stallion of pure ebony, breathing heavily as its powerful hooves beat the earth!  

The figure is Night’s Vengeance, though not as cartoonishly evil in his depictions on the many wanted posters in town!  He begs the group to distract those following him!  He rides east, throwing a bag of coins towards them for their trouble!

A group of riders in wolf pelts and swords comes down from the direction the vigilante came.  The Flying Wolves on the hunt!  And leading the pack is the Falconeater, with her spearhead glistening in the moonlight!  A Wolf notices the bag of coins on the ground and the hunters give chase, ignoring the group’s attempt to point them in the wrong direction.

Suddenly, the noble Schrödinger causes his entire body to emerge in a necromantic suit of spiky bone armor!  This upsets Channa and Pryrrish, the latter of whom was right beside him when his transformation occurred!  

Solange creates a magical area of briars upon the road, slowing and harming the horses of the Flying Wolves!  Combat has begun for this group!

Freaks & Facades will continue in Session Four - Perilous Roads!  Click here to read on! [WIP]

Thanks for reading!  We hope you love our friendly freaks as much as we do!

Parts: Zero/Cast, One P1, One P2, Two, Three, Four [WIP]

- Aboleth Eye, 08/06/2023!

[rillils]

STEVE & BUCKY'S LOVE STORY, UNABRIDGED SOMEWHAT ABRIDGED, part 2/3 (here is part 1)

picking up from where we left off:

some 65 years into the future, steve's plane is fished out of the ice, and they find him, frozen like a sexy hot-dayum popsicle, but still alive thanks to the same super serum that made him go from Smol to Lorge.

steve is thus brought back into the world, but it's a world he no longer recognizes after all these years; a world where all the people he used to know and love are long dead, and his own face has been turned into a tool for propaganda over the years. obviously, he has a hard time adjusting, and he turns to fighting again, joining this group of kinda possibly superheroes, aka the avengers.

lots of exciting new things happen, sure; but steve is still pretty miserable. until one day, a mysterious masked assassin dressed in bondage gear (but not really), and sporting one very shiny metal arm (!!!!), is sent to kill steve's sort-of-boss. and then to kill steve himself. oh no!!

in what is possibly the most gripping, most visually pleasing hand-to-hand fight sequence in the history of cinema,

(NO BUT SERIOUSLY, all jokes aside, if you've never watched it then please do bc it's!!! *shrieks* so fucking good!!!)

a fight sequence which also happened to unlock both steve's and an entire fandom's competence kink with that little sexy knife-flipping trick alone -- i know you know what i'm talking about, don't you lie to me babes--

as i was saying, steve manages to knock the mask off of his opponent's face. and who do you think appears before him? can you guess??

DING DING DING!!! EXACTLY!!! IT'S HIS LONG-LOST BAE BUCKY! who apparently doesn't recognize him??

confused and upset, steve fights to uncover the truth. turns out, the man is indeed the very same bucky he grew up with and loved. only, he didn't actually die in that tragic fall in the ravine; rather, due to the experiments performed on him while he was a war prisoner, he survived long enough to be found and captured by the enemy. who then proceeded to torture and brainwash him, using him as a tool for murder against his will, and literally putting him back in the freezer when they didn't need him.

which, as it happens, is how he stayed so young in the first place: he, uh, spent the better part of 70 years frozen. yeaaah, are the parallels paralleling or what, hmmmm?? preserved in ice like your mom's best lasagna from last week? plunging to a 'death' that isn't really a death? waking up in the future kinda screwed over? :D

ANYWAY

steve is even more devastated than before, now that he's learned that while he was asleep in the ocean, bucky was out there suffering. when he finally confronts bucky again (and it's fucking epic and also fucking heartbreaking, believe you me) steve is desperate to bring bucky, his bucky, back. knowing in his heart that his bae is still somewhere in there, no matter how deeply buried.

in the most critical moment(TM), steve chooses to stay behind, on a plane that's about to fucking blow up around them - just like bucky did for him all those years ago - because if he can't save bucky, then he'd rather die with him.

only, bucky is scared and confused af at the moment, and he attacks steve, because 1) he has a mission after all, he's supposed to kill this guy dammit, and 2) wtf is even going on here??? who IS this man, WHY does he keep saying that they've known each other their whole lives?? and WHY does bucky feel like he's actually seen him somewhere else before?????

AND HERE IS THE PIVOTAL MOMENT OF ALL PIVOTAL MOMENTS: for the first time in his life, steve refuses to fight back. like he literally drops his shield out of the plane and into the river underneath, in a very powerful and symbolic gesture, signifying his surrender: he's not going to hurt bucky anymore, no matter what. THIS FUCKER LITERALLY LETS BUCKY BEAT HIM TO A PULP, WITHOUT EVEN TRYING TO DEFEND HIMSELF, 100% ready to let bucky kill him if that's what's gonna happen here, because that's still better than living in a world where bucky's gone - a world where bucky will look at him and only see a target, or a stranger at best.

and then!!!!

no this is like, this is THE most romantic shit, okay, like you could try to convince me that it isn't for the next hundred years and i wouldn't buy it, because. BECAUSE.

at the very last moment, steve finally manages to break through bucky's brainwashing, breaking the metaphorical spell bucky was under. and do you know how he does that? i ask you, do you know how steve does that, my love?

by repeating to bucky the very same words bucky offered him way back in the beginning, when he proposed asked steve to move in together. till death do us part the end of the line, baby. romeo could NEVER

bucky, who was about to deal the fatal blow, freezes instantly, finally recognizing the man under him.

and when steve falls out of the plane, bucky jumps after him, instinctively saving his life instead.

but bucky can't stay. confused, wounded, vulnerable, and only just beginning to remember who he used to be and what was done to him, he slips away and hides from steve - and from all the other people who might be looking for him, and probably want him dead. you think this is gonna stop steve, though?? now that he knows that bucky is still alive, and that he remembers him??? now that he knows that bucky's not lost to him forever?? AS IF!!

(to be continued in part 3)

[lunacyorsomething]

what date is it ... ?

lots of doodles and drawings i'm not too much of a fan of cause while i drew like my life depended on it during some months (July, August, September, fucking OCTOBER, jesus), on others it was kinda like i forgot how to hold a pen,, regardless !! it's over. happy,, uh,, January,,,, 16th. yeah.

••

((closeups below ,,

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c!Tommy

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Law n Luffy

Grian (my beloved)

Grian and (s3) Jon Sims (Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute, London)

GRIAN

pride duo ((PlanetLord and SpokeIsHere

ocs

prideduo :((

submission for 1vy's (@/1vyballs on youtube) xmas art contest, character by 1vy ((wanted to put my Hatsune Grian art for this month but this was the only thing i rendered ALL FUCKING YEAR good job smartass so i felt obligated

woah what a year. i'll drink to the next one being ABSOLUTELY NOTHING LIKE IT. okay yeah that's all.

[mewkwota]

"One of Lan's most prized possessions."

Very shortly after my previous deal over the photo on Yuichiro's desk, I learned there was in fact one more photo of Hub when he was still alive and it hit me in the most perfect way possible.

(The best part is you can actually see it.)

This is also what I get for wanting to draw something out of my mind in a sobbing frenzy, only for a whole bunch of my questions to get answered. I am so happy. ( ; v;)

[renatogpadilla]

What's In A Name.

Lux had to stop herself from lighting up.

"Jinx... Jinx..." She tried the name out in her mouth. It felt good! She looked like a 'Jinx'! Short, sweet (well, maybe 'sweet' wasn't the right word) and scrappy! "Jinx!"

She put her entire accent into that last one.

Jinx wondered how it was possible to roll the letter 'J'. She also wondered if she was as red as she felt hearing her say her name so much with such... Joy? Yeah, that must have been it... She wasn't used to that.

"Okay, glad you like it." She was REALLY trying to hide that smile, she was! "And... I appreciate that you don't blame me for... Who I was then."

"Never."

Alright... Where was she... Ah, right. Vi.

"My sister eventually found me..." She continued, tapping her temple with a brass middle finger. Had Lux noticed that before? "And I wasn't really in the best place up here. So imagine my face when she rolls up with Piltie girlfriend of all things."

Lux's hands shot up to her mouth. "No!"

"Yeah, I did NOT take that well..." She wasn't as much ashamed of how much she'd been mad at Vi as she was embarrassed of how little control she'd had over it. "Apparently, they'd been trying to find some dangerous psychopath with ties to Silco that had been making the criminal underworld get a little too bold for comfort... Imagine her face when it turned out to be her baby sister." Now that Jinx had time to really think about it, from Vi's point of view, their entire dynamic had been exceedingly fucked up.

"Anyways, things escalated pretty quickly after that. She'd grown to love her Piltie 'Cupcake' so much I thought she was replacing me... I got ready to take care of that issue myself when I found myself on the bridge between the two cities. And on the other side? Who else but Ekko? All grown up and ready to rock. my. shit."

Lux gasped. Audibly. Jinx could tell she was holding in a squeal. Childhood friends to enemies to lovers? Class-defying sapphic romance? Criminal underworld political drama?! This story had it all! Lux had never been so invested in anything in her life!

"Lemme tell you, that fight was a wake-up call. Boy Saviour had HANDS! I'd never seen anyone dodge like that either... This was before I got my powers so he was a real threat! But when he had me pinned to the ground, hand on my neck... put your eyebrows down, Lux they're gonna hit my roof, it wasn't like that! But... something stopped him. He hesitated. For a moment, he wasn't Ekko the Firelight and I wasn't Jinx the criminal... I think... He saw Powder in my eyes then. Whatever was left of her and he couldn't bring himself to kill me." She would never forget the look on his face. "I had... Other priorities. And a tricked-out grenade. I pulled the pin and waited..."

Lux softened again, and it was at this point that Jinx realized that she had tried to blow herself up a lot along with her enemies back then. Like, every other fight she'd tried to take herself out, even when she had Isha... Damn, she had NOT been okay in the slightest.

"Well, I know he made it out," said Lux, she had to make the lights dim a bit. When had she made them that bright? "So... How did you...?"

"Same way anyone in Zaun made it out of anything back then. Ekko pushed us out of the way. Saved us both."

Lux was starting to idolize this boy she'd never met. I mean, kid makes it growing up in Zaun, starts a freedom fighter gang and then pulls Jinx?! AFTER that big fight on the bridge?! 'Boy Saviour' sounded right! She HAD to meet this absolute hero someday! She hoped, whenever her witch left for home (ouch) maybe she could bring her friends to visit someday... Or, perhaps very selfishly, that she could tag along.

"Anyways, next thing I know I'm strapped to a chair. Silco had taken me to this crackpot scientist he knew. Brilliant man, but Gods he was messed up! Like, he had issues and that's coming from me! Just straight up creepy... Anyhow, he pumped me full of drugs until I got better... And I got superpowers out of it, so that was a plus!"

"I'd been meaning to ask about that... We've been running tests on me for weeks but what exactly is it you can do?"

Ooh, a chance to flex? Don't mind me! "I call it 'Chemhead Strength'! On command!"

"Isn't that a derogatory term...?"

Jinx walked over to Pow-Pow on the ground and lifted it with a single hand. "You tell me, Flashlight!" Her eyes glowed purple when she used her powers... Lux thought it was absolutely sick. And hey! There's something we have in common!

"Strength was just one part of the deal!" She said, putting the gatling gun down gently next to Fishbones. A flash of purple later she was sitting next to Lux again, like she'd never moved at all. Lux hadn't even seen her cross the room! "Speed's only good for short bursts, though. Little hops and dashes here and there. I can't exactly run from here to Piltover-Zaun in the blink of an eye, but I can cross a room no problem." She said it as non-chalantly as she could. She was suddenly feeling herself quite a bit.

"Last but not least came endurance. I speak from experience when I say you could put me through a brick wall and I'd walk it off!" She was actually pretty proud of that one. It had come in handy more than she'd like to admit...

"That's so...! Wait. From experience?"

"Yeah, you can thank my sister for that. I'm getting there." She was so excited getting to show off that she'd momentarily forgotten where her story took her next... She sunk herself into the couch. "You were right, you know? The person I had been up until getting strapped to that chair was the result of circumstance. A lost little girl who hadn't had the power or the nerve to right her wrongs. To work on herself. Who had been too clouded by her own grief and rage to see it... And I thank you for letting me understand that." Though a part of her still didn't fully believe it.

"You are so very welcome, friend." Lux was feeling herself now too.

"Having said that..." She steeled herself for this one. "Who I was after that, was all me. That I can't deny. That I won't deny. I did some messed up things, and I won't pretend I didn't. So... If you still want to hear it... know that that was MY choice. Alright?"

Lux nodded her head again. This felt heavy. She took a deep breath as discreetly as she could.

"Remember." Jinx said, straightening on the couch. "You wanted this."

"And I still do. If you feel like it."

"I think I just might, Flashlight."

She told her everything.

Kidnapping Caitlyn in the shower...

"You saw your sister's girlfriend naked before she did?" Lux mostly asked to distract herself from how terrifying the thought of getting kidnapped naked by a Jinx high off her mind would be. Nope! Just shoot me, thank you very much!

"Yeah, I never gave her enough shit for that... I'll say this, though: I may hate the bitch, but she's fine as fuck for Piltie swine. Gotta give my sis props on bagging that, but you didn't get that from me!"

The tea party...

"I didn't know what was going on... I just heard them, all of them at once... Some insane combo of schizophrenia and all the chems in my system telling me to shoot... Anything. I fired on Vi and Caitlyn... I didn't hit Vi and Caitlyn." Her voice was so small saying this, Lux wanted to hug her again, but too many in one night would probably lose its effect... She'd try it anyway later. For now, let her get this out, just like she'd needed to vent about Sylas. Jinx was fighting her demons and she was proud to stand by her side while she did.

"Silco bled out in my arms... riddled with holes, straight from his d-daughter's hands... And he still didn't blame me..." The words rang in her head again, whether a twisted reflection of Fiddlesticks' vision or exactly what had happened, she couldn't tell. You're perfect just the way you are...

She needed a moment after that. She couldn't tell if Lux had grabbed her hand or if she had grabbed hers. It didn't matter, she supposed.

She may not have had tears left tonight, but her eyes still hurt.

"Still here, Jinx." Lux said, squeezing the hand a bit. To kill your own father... Twice! And one that loved you regardless of who or what you were, at that... Lux couldn't imagine the pain. The grief. This girl was made of iron.

Jinx simply nodded her head in acknowledgment.

"What I did next took the cake, though." She couldn't help but glance at Fishbones. "The absolute finest crash-out Zaun ever spawned..."

The explosion of the Council...

Lux was starting to see why Jinx thought she might be... apprehensive about her past.

Here's a girl from nothing, who was seen as a menace (and at her worst moments, was a menace), who the downtrodden minority saw as a symbol of hope and rebellion, as a light in the dark! And she had now effectively killed a large number of the people in charge of the pseudo-regime they were all rebelling against.

Jinx had, Lux realized to her nausea, unintentionally become everything Sylas wanted to be by complete accident.

Maybe her new friend was afraid that Lux would shun her because of that. To tell the whole truth to herself, there was a knot in her stomach thinking of the parallels between this reclusive not-a-witch and the rebel very-much-a-mage... But Lux, maybe due to foolishness or hope or clarity or experience or some weird mixture of all of the above, realized that there was one key difference between the two: While both Jinx and Sylas had grown up in environments that hated who and what they were, Jinx had had people (criminals and villains, sure, but people nonetheless) that had let her be herself despite the horror and the glares. Silco had been the father she'd needed, and now, without him, she'd gone off the rails and done something the whole of Zaun would live to regret...

Lux realized that Sylas was Jinx, made alone. If all she'd known had been that hate, that grief, she wouldn't be the kooky friend living in the woods she'd come to care for. She'd be a monster, dark and terrifying, that even her light couldn't save from her spite at herself and the world.

And while Jinx had reacted to the pain, Sylas had chosen to inflict it... But then again, Jinx hadn't been kept in isolation for decades just for being herself and existing... Ugh, the whole comparison was so complicated!

A very small part of Lux began to pity Sylas. Oh, who he could have been, if he wasn't alone... Best not to dwell on that... For her own sake.

Jinx then told her of the following weeks... And how she'd met a lovely little street urchin named Isha. The little mute girl had come into her life and just... Decided to stay. No judgement, no hatred... Just love. She was everything she'd needed at the time. Well, her and her other friend (Frenemy? Co-worker? Aquaintence? Second surrogate mother to her child?) Sevika, who hadn't allowed her to be alone, whether intentionally or not. The two apparently hadn't seen eye to eye a lot over the years, but now that Silco was gone, they got to grieve together, and while they still came to blows on occasion, they became each other's rock and bonded over their shared love of little Isha...

Lux found the thought of her friend raising a scrappy child the cutest thing she could imagine. Just her and her little rascal playing games, building little inventions (possibly of mass destruction, but she wouldn't think about that), getting into trouble and being adorable together was enough for Lux to feel her heart grow a size... But she knew how it would end. She knew, after a while it would come to tragedy. So she enjoyed Jinx's smile and joy as she recounted how they used to get beetles to fight and pretended it was this huge spectacle for all to see... But it was just for them. Two orphans that found each other at the bottom of the barrel and made each other's words a better place.

It was the purest love that Jinx had ever known.

Her laughter filled the hut and for a moment her smile was brighter than Lux could ever hope to glow.

Then she told her of how things evolved... How she'd fought Vi and Caitlyn inside the city's guts. How she'd been put through that concrete wall. How Caitlyn had blown off her finger. How Isha had saved her... How she'd become the symbol of revolution for the entirety of Zaun, and how she'd gone into hiding for the next seven months, hearing how people with blue hair had started taking a stand against the Noxians flooding their streets... Oh, yeah! The Noxians! That whole thing also happened!

It really told Lux something about how incredibly messed up the situation was that the actual Empire of Noxus was involved in this tale and she hadn't heard about it until this point. What do you MEAN the greatest military force in the world taking over your city was a side-plot?!

"Yeah, this big unga bitch named Ambessa brought them along. I never really knew what it was she wanted, but it became a problem."

Lux did a double-take. "...Ambessa Medarda? 'THE WOLF', AMBESSA MEDARDA?! THAT AMBESSA?!?!"

"That's the bitch!" Jinx said it like she had no stake in that at all. "Why? Were you a fan of something?"

Now it was Lux that braced herself.

"The Noxians are Demacia's greatest foes! Once every two months almost on the dot they come to our borders trying to conquer us and make us part of that barbaric coalition they call an empire, and you mean to tell me they just showed up one day, with AMBESSA MEDARDA herself and you just... what, lived?! Told her 'No thanks, madame! We do not want to be colonized today! Please leave!' and it just... worked?!"

"Well, to be fair, I only saw the bitch like once. She passed by me when I was breaking into prison..."

"Yeah, and you LIVED! How the fu- wait, did you say you broke into prison...?"

Ah, yes... Isha. "Okay, so... As I became the symbol of a revolution, the most wanted woman in two cities and now one middle finger lighter, it turned out little Isha had been rilling people up. I didn't want to be a symbol, or lead the revolution or anything... I didn't even KNOW there was a revolution for most of it! But Isha... She wanted to do something with it. She wanted to actually inspire people to rise up! So she dressed up as me when I wasn't looking and started going to rallies and meetups, instigating and causing riots in the name of standing up to anyone that would threaten the people of Zaun. Noxians included..."

She continued to tell Lux about how little Isha had been taken during a rally and she and Sevika had gone in to save her... And what had happened inside.

To say Lux was surprised at the Vander fight and reveal was an understatement. Yeah, Jinx had been there. Finding out her father was alive, and more than that, that he'd been turned into a monster was a moment she'd never forget... And naturally, now that her father was back in the picture, it was time to get her sister, who apparently had quit her job back when Caitlyn had shot her middle finger off.

"Lemme tell you, that breakup got her BAD." She told Lux. "She'd been doing underground fights to drown out her pain for seven months and dyed her hair black... So when I found her, she was passed out in her apartment after a night of fighting. Needless to say, she didn't exactly react well to me popping up in her room."

The explanation of the next few hours was... Emotional, to say the least. Lux heard, little by little, as Jinx recounted spending time with her sister, bickering, fighting... bantering. How they found a note their father had left, and how it might have changed things if it had ever been found... How they found Vander again, changed and transfigured into something almost unrecognizable, and how he realized who they were... How for a brief, beautiful time, despite everything, the sisters were and had a family again.

What happened next was hard to hear...

It wasn't the part about the mystery cult leader mage that turned chemheads into robots offering to help their father (though that did catch Lux's attention. Apparently Jinx called him a 'Metal Fortune Cookie'), or the part where Caitlyn came back and turned on Ambessa within about a minute of seeing Violet again (Jinx's sister must have been really something else if she had her ex that whipped after seven months absent). No...

It was the part where the Noxians showed up and somebody killed the cult leader mage, corrupting his connection with all the people he'd helped and causing them to forget themselves... including the now-mindless monster that was Vi and Jinx's father...

How one moment they were a family, holding each other past the pain of a life of strife none of them deserved, and the next, her father was gone, lashing out at whatever moved, his daughters included, wild and in pain, with Noxians on all sides...

It had been little Isha that had known what to do.

The same thing her mama had done so many years ago. That same haunting mistake that had kick-started everything...

And Lux held her through the whole thing.

She had no more tears. She couldn't cry anymore tonight.

For this, she wished she had tears.

Lux killed most of the lights. She left one, small and unimposing, changing from blue to pink, blue to pink, blue to pink... A perfect little candle for her friend's perfect little girl. Jinx thought it was wonderful.

Gods know how long they held each other, but the sun hadn't come up yet, so it was still somewhere deep in the early hours.

"After that, all hell broke loose." She said. She had some mixed feelings about this next part. "The Noxians were everywhere, Cookie - sorry, Viktor- got resuscitated by some insane mix of chems and magic and lost himself as well somewhere in the process. And as if that wasn't enough, he brought the corpse of my dad back to life as a bloodthirsty monster to use in his uprising. Oh, yeah. He kinda gave up on the whole 'help thy neighbor' thing and decided to turn everyone into mindless robots, so we had THAT 'Glorious Evolution' to deal with... Well, the others did. I... I had other plans." Home stretch, Jinx, you're almost there.

"I tried my best to make peace with my sister and then..."

Lux just knew she wasn't going to like what happened next...

"Well, then I remembered that the only way to break a cycle of suffering was to step out of it. To... To remove yourself from it." She put her arm around Lux a little tighter. Lux didn't mind at all. "So I went home. To The Last Drop. Had a whole meltdown, cut my braids off, set the place on fire... And while it burnt I went down to my workshop and made one last little gadget. One just for me. A little monkey bomb. Felt fitting, you know? To... to end it... to end me with it. So I stepped to the nearest ledge and took a deep breath..."

"Oh, Jinx..." Lux didn't have the words. But a part of her understood. There were days (not many, and not often, but there were days) though she would never admit it, when things got so bad... when the pressure of hiding who and what she was became so unbearably crushing that she had eyed her bottle of Petricide Potion a little too longingly...

But the weight of this moment, she couldn't have imagined if she'd tried. And for her friend, she tried.

"It was Ekko that saved my life."

Absolute fucking hero, Lux thought. Whenever she met him (and now she WOULD meet him!) she owed him a drink.

"He came in, at the nick of time, sweating like he'd run a marathon and talked me down from blowing us both up... He... He just sat with me. Just... Let me get it out. No judgement, no fight, no snarky remark, just... time. Time enough to tell me... Well, it sounded ridiculous, but I couldn't help but listen, you know? He said that in the time since I lost my finger he'd been stuck on this other version of the world. Apparently, he and Jayce and a Yordle professor from Piltover just happened to be messing with this huge magical reactor at the same time and ended up stranded in another reality."

"And the Noxians were the side-plot?"

"Yeah, I still don't fully get it myself. But... he told me about this other life. This other world where nothing bad happened after the heist... Other than Vi not making it out, but that's not the point. He told me of this other Jinx... One that never stopped being Powder. For a second I thought he was gonna rub it in my face. 'Look what you could have been!' or 'She was so much better than you!' but... He didn't. Hell, he saw the good in her and told me that all that mattered is that that was somewhere in me too. He didn't try to change me. Just... show me I could do good with who I was. That I wasn't broken. That I still had time to figure out a way to make myself work... To make us work... if I wanted it. And I wanted it, Lux. I really REALLY did. And that he would be there every step of the way..."

No romance novel Lux had ever read (and there had been quite a few) could ever come close to that. Gods above, he gave up the perfect life for her!

"You'll... umm..." Jinx cleared her throat. Now she knew she was all red. "You'll have to forgive me for not going into detail about how the next few hours went."

"Oh, worry not, mon chère." Said Lux, not even trying to hide her playful grin. "I've always been told I have an incredibly active imagination and I'm more than happy to put it to good use!"

Jinx smacked her in the arm and chuckled. What a rollercoaster tonight had been!

"Anyway, after a few hours of making new gear, changing our looks and making up-"

"And out!"

"-WE managed to convince Zaun to join the fight against the Noxians on the side of Piltover. Brought the whole thing together for the first time since... I don't even know how long! Also made this huge flying machine to get us there. I think it's the best entrance I've ever pulled, if I'm being honest! Colors and bullets flying everywhere... Noxians and robot-people getting knocked every which way... Lux, I think it's the closest I've come to making actual magic happen. Then Ekko took off to help out in the fight..." Her tone changed for what must have been the 10th time tonight. "I heard he made it out, but..."

"Was he okay...?"

"I don't know... I never saw him again."

Lux was genuinely speechless.

"I joined up with Vi and got jumped by what was left of dad... We fought. As hard as we could. We... tried to get him back to us. To talk, but he wouldn't listen. Like there was nothing left to listen... Except there must have been, in the end..."

This was the last of it... Just get this out and you're free.

"He grabbed me, and I let myself fall into the bowels of the city with him. I pulled out the monkey bomb and got ready to blow us both to hell, but... at the last second, he... softened. One last act as my dad, I guess. His claws relaxed around me and I got the smallest opening possible to dash away. I left the bomb to go off with him and jumped into an old ventilation duct on the way down as the colors exploded around us... And after that... I was gone."

Jinx felt herself relax, for the first time in... probably months. Someone knew now. The whole thing, beginning to end, and she was still here.

"Remember when I said the only way to break a cycle is to remove yourself from it? Well, that's what I did. My sister would never move on if I stayed in her life, and Caitlyn only left me alone at the time because she loved my sister more than she hated me, which side-note: I blew up her MOM after the tea party, kinda skimmed over that before, so Vi must've had her on a leash! But she'd have to go after me again, if I showed my face... And Ekko? He'd find a way to kill himself for me at the first sign of danger... Better to leave him sad but alive. I lo-... I care for him too much to curse him with me. To give him that chance to play hero one too many times. Did keep his hoodie, though. That's for me... So I stowed away on a blimp (always wanted to ride one of those things, by the way) and flew wherever people wouldn't look for me. Where the name 'Jinx' wasn't on everyone's mouth... Where I could disappear into the dark, and curse the ones I loved no more..." And for a while, she thought, it had worked.

"Just your luck a Mage comes knocking on your door."

"Yes. Luck." Jinx admitted. She allowed herself to smile. "The best luck. And not to get sappy but... I'm really glad you did, Lux."

"Well why would we get sappy now?" The glowy Demacian girl quipped, and Jinx knew she'd made a friend for life.

"Anyway, that's me!" She said, standing from the couch she had practically fused with over the last... Hour? Or two? Meh, whatever. "You wanna take the bed? It's not much of a bed, but you're not sleeping on the couch after sitting through all of THAT."

Lux hadn't even thought about how she was going to spend the night here until this exact moment.

"Oh, no! I couldn't! I wouldn't want to impose..."

"Girl, I told you I was a wanted terrorist and you hugged me so hard you provided mood lighting. You're taking the bed."

"I-" She sputtered, but Jinx practically lifted her off the couch and started dragging her to her ramshackle little room. She really was deceptively strong.

As Jinx unceremoniously carried her through the door at the back of the hut, Lux got her first look at her friend's room. A big, thatch bed and a couple of hand carved drawers (wow, she'd had a LOT of free time on her hands!), a big window to the outside with the floppiest curtains Lux had ever seen, a little shelf over at the side of the wall with a bunch of little trinkets of her own making, a little mini-workbench for Zapper, Lux presumed, and a standing mirror in a corner of the room in front of the bed.

Jinx dropped her on the bed like an unruly kitten.

"Jinx, I can't. Noble or not, I'm a soldier! I could sleep on the floor! It's no problem, really!" She was just making excuses now.

"You are NOT sleeping on the floor!" Jinx went, taking off Lux's boots and gently (at least she thought it was gentle... she was moving a lot!) tucked her in. Which implied holding her down on the bed and just dropping a big blanket on her. "You are my guest and my friend and I'll be damned if I let you treat yourself like that in my house!"

"But it's your bed! Where are you gonna sleep?!"

"Uh, couch? I was already sinking into it before! Never let it be said I'm not a good host!"

"That doesn't feel right." Lux protested. Even if she was already snug as a bug in a rug.

"Well, we're not gonna cuddle. Buy me dinner first!" Jinx jested. She thought she was being funny. She clearly didn't know who she was dealing with.

So she almost jumped out of her skin when Lux answered with "Deal!"

...

"Um... Excuse me?"

"Dinner! Or lunch, or whatever! Because you know what, Jinx?" Lux sat up and spoke with authority, trying to hide how incredibly red she was at the moment and failing miserably. She'd just answered out of reflex! And she didn't think of Jinx like that... though she had to admit she enjoyed being carried juuuuust a little bit too much. "We went through something horrible tonight. And it was so bad you told me your whole life story! And on top of that, we have both been through a lot! Each of us has dealt with Noxians and a revolution! Hell, I'm still dealing with mine! So we're taking tomorrow off! As soon as my shift is over at midday, I'm going to make an excuse and I'm coming to get you, and I'm going to show you what Demacia is all about! Outside of the mageism, the swords and shields, the politics... You let me into your home, Firework, so now you gotta let me show you mine!"

Jinx slowly realized how dangerous letting Lux call her 'Firework' had really been. She was a bit overwhelmed at all the aggressive kindness. "Look, that sounds wonderful and all, but I haven't gotten to the cities for a reason! What if someone recognizes me?! And besides, I only have two outfits..."

"Then I'll sneak you a dress or something!"

"Oh, don't you DARE, Flashlight! Do I look like the kinda gal that wears a dress?!"

Lux had to admit she thought she'd look cute in one. Like a big ragdoll!

"You won't know if you don't try it!" She said. And she was really getting excited now. "If you don't like it, I won't push, but please try it? For me?"

Big round eyes... Waaaay too big, but they did the trick!

Jinx sighed in defeat. "Fine... Tomorrow. But nothing fancy, okay? I was never exactly high class or nothing." She smiled a bit. When was the last time she'd let herself have nice things?

"Yes! You're going to love it!" Lux let herself light up a little. "I'll pick out something simple for you to wear, nothing too fancy! Don't worry, it's going to be lovely." Okay, maybe she was a bit too excited about this...

"Okay, whatever. See you tomorrow..." Jinx stretched and went to the door. "Goodnight, Flashlight."

"Goodnight, Jinx!" There she went, rolling Js again.

When Jinx closed the door, she let herself lean on it a bit and breathe a sigh of relief. Like a huge weight had lifted off her shoulders at last... She smiled wide. And for a moment, nothing was wrong in the world. She said it to herself, mostly. Barely a whisper before going to sleep.

"Isha would have loved you."

And she thought Lux didn't hear it, but now it was the noble who had to fight back the tears...

[artsy-book]

2024 art recap!! \^-^/

surprised at the amount of art i made this year and very proud of how lovely my art has looked this year <3333 cant wait to see what i make in 2025 and see how my art style improves and changes ^-^

(links to the artworks will be below for anyone interested :D)

January - honestly just really loved getting to play with dressing up my xisuma and evil xisuma designs hehe ^-^

Febuary - now this may be my only art post in feb. but i also loved how this turned out <3333 and i loved getting to play some with with my red panda scar and bunny mumbo ^-^

March - my first ever dtiys!! i think there are many things that i would love to go back and fiddle with and change but i think for how much i struggled with this drawing it turned out pretty alright ^-^

April - genuinly love how this pfp turned out ^-^ drew this as part of me rebranding my youtube channel to better match my current art style and i think it might be one of the cutest drawings of artsy i have done hehe

May - its my dadoes drawing!! \^-^/ seriously still super proud of how this drawing turned out, especially considering i could not find a good ref for the angle i was drawing xisuma in. so i think for as slightly wonky as the drawing is it is a real good show of my improvement ^-^ also love all the lil easter eggs and dbhc refs i put into that drawing hehe

June - i really love how my vex skizz turned out <3333 i really need to draw more skizz bc he was fun to draw hehe ^-^ also i want to do more hermit swaps in 2025 cause they are so fun :D

July - i started art fight off with a bang what can i say :) i am still so so happy that my last minute idea of writting souls in the sand in the stars turned out so well ^-^ i still have this as my lockscreen background on my phone <3333

August - i also still have this drawing as one of my backgrounds on my tablet <33333 made this for my friends birthday and i am beyond proud with how this turned out!!!

October - his drawing was very much a trust the process drawing and a lot of learning on the fly, but i think it turned out incredible! also abolutely love the costumes i drew for gem, pearl and etho so so much <3333

November - i really love how this lil drawing turned out ^-^ i think it is also one of the cutest i have drawn artsy and i also just love drawing my lil guy with my friends hehe :D also love the lil 24 i drew <333333 i need to draw my lil guy with my friends sonas more in 2025 i think hehe

December - very proud of this one a lot! for one i cranked this oout in like a day!! how i, a very slow artist, cranked this out in a day urprises me a lot. and the experiments with my mandala designs in the background were very fun and i think will greatly improve my designs in the future ^-^ and again i love all the lil easter eggs i left in the snow globe and i think this is the prettiest i have drawn sean to date :D