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Aaaaaaaaand I uploaded it to the wrong account. Ffs.

Progression of Sid. After finding that last picture I felt the need to show I’m not that terrible anymore haha. My headcanon for him is he grew up to be a police officer… Thanks to certain fic. #sid #sidney #sidgifaldi #heyarnold #myart #iveimproved

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Is this meme still happening?? lol Send me some smooches y’all~ you know the drill 💖 (character+number )

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Been a while, hasn’t it? Ever since my cat passed away it’s been hard to pick up a pen and actually finish a drawing. I apologize for the lack of content. I’ll be posting more often. I'm also on ArtAmino as SugarDruid!

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I miss Milo.

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Said goodbye to my 1 year old baby. His birthday was only a few days ago on my anniversary April 13. He had heart disease and a blood clot formed yesterday so we rushed him to the vet. They kept him for 24 hours and no change. I had to make the tough decision to let him go. I won't be posting anytime soon. I can't believe he's gone.

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I'm having so much trouble with Sasha's hair I decided to start a new playthrough of Psychonauts.

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I'm not dead. Just depressed. But I assure you this next project is worth the wait! It's Milla and Sasha (not shown) from Psychonauts!

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Sketch dump. Sorry for the lack of updates. Haven't had any energy.

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This is the reason it takes me an extended amount of time to make posts or draw. I do not possess the will to do anything and I can't stay motivated for extended periods of time. I have so many things I want to do but I cannot put pen to paper.

AVOLITION

[noun]

a psychological state characterised by general lack of drive, or motivation to pursue meaningful goals. A person may show little participation in work or have little interest in socialising. They may sit still for long periods of time. It is also one of the predominant symptoms of clinical depression. It is sometimes mistaken for simple disinterest or anhedonia but is distinct. People with avolition may want to complete certain tasks but lack the motivation to complete them.

Etymology: literally meaning “poverty of will”; prefix a-, “without” + Mediaeval Latin volitiōn-, stem of volitiō, equivalent to vol-, variant stem of velle, “to want, wish, will”.

[Catrin Welz-Stein - Ennui]

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My D&D character Tathar.

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Lili would much rather be up in the air with her thought bubbles than down on the ground. Couldn't decide on a background colour for this one. But here's my first EVER attempt of a lineless drawing!!!!

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Lili WIP

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Omg I uploaded this to the wrong account

Getting back into the swing of things with a couple of quick sketches. I’ve always thought Queen Tuya was the most beautiful animated character, ever. So beautiful and sassy. She loved Moses even though he was a Hebrew and raised him as her son. Bless.

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ToY Chapter 3

Takumi x F!Corrin/Kamui

Warnings:  Major Spoilers. Major character death, angst, comfort, hurt, yandere, smut (later… maybe)

Later that night as I lay in bed I began to mull over the day’s earlier events, the square, the meeting. The scroll. ‘I should just forget the damn thing and go to sleep’ I stared at the darned thing for a good long minute before I broke the seal and read it’s contents. Queen Mikoto had written for me in great detail, the events that transpired and brought her to Hoshido. She did not say where she was from, or why she was a fugitive, but she explained one thing clearly enough. Corrin was not my father’s daughter. “She’s not my father’s daughter? What in the world does that -?” ‘What? The hell do you mean she’s not… Oh. “OH!” And then it hit me like an arrow to the head.

“Are you serious?! She’s not-” Just as I was royally freaking out, there was sudden soft knock on my door. “Takumi?” A soft voice came from behind the shoji*. ‘Corrin? Talk about timing. What is she doing here at this hour?’ The scroll will have to wait. I placed it neatly on my pillow and got out of bed. Fixing my nemaki*, I opened the door to find a very sullen-looking Corrin. I grimaced at the sight of her. “What do you want at this hour?” She had already looked quite small before, but after seeing my expression she looked even smaller. “I’d like to talk… may I come in?” She gestured to the kotatsu* located towards the centre of the room. I eyed her, questioning her motives.“Odd time for a chat don’t you think?”.  Her expression was that of one that said ‘oh my goodness, you’re right’. I had to suppress a chuckle after seeing that expression on her face. She could be quite cute at times, after all.“I’m only teasing you. Have a seat. I’ll make some tea.”

She timidly walked towards the kotatsu and seated herself closer to the door. As I boiled the hot water I could hear her begin to speak. “I just wanted to tell you that you’re right. I don’t belong here.” ‘What? Not this again’ I had turned around to tell her to quit while she was ahead and what I saw made my chest hurt. Corrin had tears welling in her eyes, fists clenching the hems of her nightgown. She looked down at her hands, before continuing her thoughts, voice cracking. “I will leave here before dawn breaks.” My heart sank. ‘This is what you wanted to talk about?’ I opened my mouth to speak but she beat me to the punch. “I also wanted to say that... I’m sorry. For everything.” ‘After everything I said to you, you’re the one that’s sorry? That’s not right.’  Guilt started to creep up on me like a spider upon my neck. I had to clear the air before I caused her to leave. We had only just got her back... I have to make it right. “No. I won’t accept this.” She stared up at me, confused and hurt. “What do you -” I held up my hand to stop her thoughts. “Please, just hear me out. No interruptions. Just listen.”

I moved closer to her and brushed her tears away from her face. “You’re an idiot.” She had on her face, what could only be described as a defenseless expression. I continued to speak.”You’re not to blame for any of this. I know that. You’re just as much a victim in this pointless war as any of us. I’m sorry. I never meant the words I said”. I looked over my shoulder to stare at the scroll, deciding if Corrin should read it. “Takumi… Thank you.” She softly whimpered and grasped my hand, holding it tightly with her soft hands. My chest started becoming more and more uncomfortable, it was starting to hurt. ‘She has the right to know. I have to show her’ “Corrin. There’s something I think you should read.” I hesitantly pulled away and got up to retrieve the scroll. Only pausing for a moment to decide if what I was doing the right thing. After handing it to her I sat back down, waiting uncomfortably as she read the truth.  

“I’m not your sister?” Corrin looked horrified. ‘Oh no, please don’t tell me I messed this up’ I nodded. “Then our father… wasn’t really my father? I’m not your sister? And he still -” She trembled, tears overflowing. I threw my arms around her in an embrace, reassuring her that he did indeed love her. “You and mother were more precious to him than all the wealth in this world. Father loved you both with all of his heart.” Corrin’s sobs grew louder and my grip around her tightened, fingers hot and trembling. She returned the gesture, her hands gripped my arm pulling it closer. The distance between was smaller now, allowing me to catch the faint scent of her hair. ‘She smells like lotus flowers’  

I stiffened and softly pushed her away, the same tightening feeling in my heart grew stronger still. “Takumi?” She sniffled. “Thank you. Even if I am not your real sister I hope that you will come to see me as one in time.” These words seemed to taunt me, sending my emotions into a whirlwind of anger, denial, joy, and love. I was reaching my limit, still unaware of the blossoming rose in my chest. I hastily released her and asked her kindly to leave. “It’s getting late. Now that we’ve cleared everything up I assume all is well now?” She thanked me once more before saying good night, leaving me feeling a little hollow as I watched her leave.

*Shoji - paper door Nemaki - traditional japanese nightgown Kotatsu -  low, wooden table covered by a futon

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Thorns of Yesterday  - Ch. 2

Sooooo... Long wait for this update... I am not good with social media but I try! Depression has a good way of keeping me in bed and asleep and... not wanting to do anything but I digress. This chapter is kinda long-ish.

Takumi x F!Corrin/Kamui (Fire Emblem Conquest storyline)

Warnings! - Major Spoilers. Character death, angst, implied incest* (but not actually, please read the A/N), comfort, hurt, yandere, smut (later... maybe) A/N -  Okay. I’m going to say this now so as to not have any “omg you like incest” No. No I do not. There are many reasons why I say NO. If you haven’t played Fire Emblem Fates I suggest you do so, or at least look up the Avatar - Corrin. The next chapter blatantly states why this is not actually the case. This is hard to explain unless you idk... KNOW THE PLOT OF THE GAME. Also this is going to be written from Takumi’s POV for the majority of the fic. Enjoy!

Screams.

The ground quaked beneath my feet. “W-What happened here?” I was in disbelief, scanning the now ravaged plaza. Where there was once a bustling crowd now stood silence; there were no sounds, no faces, just empty, lonely, nothingness. In the centre of the fractured square stood a hooded figure, and before his gaze was - Corrin, cradling our mother in her arms. Shock took the breath from my lungs and I turned and saw my sisters turn pale.

‘Mother.’

“You there! Show yourself!” Ryoma lunged at the figure, only for it to vanish as a blood curdling scream rang throughout the plaza. It was Corrin. She had become enveloped in a bright light and where my sister once stood a dragon had now taken her place.  “A dragon?!” The words left me faster than I thought them. Ryoma and Hinoka immediately took a defensive stance in front of Sakura as Azura stayed silent, watching the dragon carefully. She stepped towards the creature only to be startled by an arrow coming between them. Nohrians. ‘ Damnit all! This isn’t the time! Nohrian scum.’

“We’ll have to deal with IT later, for now we have to take care of these assholes!” I shouted as I readied my bow and aimed for the nearest goon.  My siblings ran to my aide and we quickly bested our foes. With the threat of the invading Nohrians vanquished I now turned to face Corrin, who was still in her dragon form. Azura began to walk towards the dragon. ‘Oh. Great. Now that the smallfry are done for we have another problem to deal with! That thing. I almost forgot.’ “Azura stay back!” Ryoma warned. She persisted nonetheless.

Corrin still remained in her dragon form as Azura began to sing, approaching it slowly. Feeling cornered, it raised an appendage and knocked her to the ground. My grip on my bow tightened, gauging the situation. ‘If she doesn’t return to normal I’ll end this myself.’ The song backfires and a now enraged dragon throttles Azura, pressing down on her throat. We ready our weapons, eyeing the two of them warily, Hinoka looked ready to throw herself in front of Azura. 

‘Come on Corrin. I don’t really want to kill you but I will if I must. Come back.’

“Kill me if you want. But do it as yourself”. Soon after she had said this, the dragon began to fade and Corrin reemerged. ‘She’s back. Thank the gods.’ She staggered at first and looked pained and confused. “I remember it all...” She began to weep. ‘Fantastic. Here come the waterworks. Just what we need.’ I put my yumi away, irritated, shaken, secretly glad but also not willing to listen to her self-pity. “I remember the day Garon kidnapped me. Father died to protect me as well. This is all my fault. I’m so sorry I couldn’t see this coming.” She continued.

‘Are you kidding me? That’s what you’re upset about? After all that’s happened you pity yourself?’ After everything that had transpired, this was the last straw. “Your apology means NOTHING. This is all your fault! Mother is dead and so are countless others. And it wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t shown up on our doorstep.” I regretted the words as every time they left my lips. I knew it wasn’t true, but I continued.

“You don’t belong here!” The words echoed in the empty plaza as she stayed silent through my rant but Ryoma quickly jumped in to stop me. “That’s enough, Takumi! Garon sent her here as a pawn. I’m sure of it. I assume that sword was a present from him as well” She nodded. “This was a trap and he used you to complete it.  We will not speak of this outside of our circle, lest the entire nation be thrown into chaos.” He warned.

We began to walk away when we heard a faint rattling. From the rubble of what was once a statue came a sword, it was drawn to her and flung itself into her hand. “A sword?” She remarked. Ryoma stared at the blade in awe, as he spoke, “Can it be true? The legendary Yatogami?”. “The Yatogami? What is that?” She questioned, examining the blade. “The Yatogami is a fabled weapon of yore. Only those chosen can wield the sacred blade”.  I was taken aback. ‘You’re kidding me. She’s the chosen one?’  Before I could complain any further Hinoka spoke up, “Come. Let us return to the castle and let the others know what happened.”

 It was a silent and painfully long walk back to the castle. Once we had returned Corrin remained behind and was laid in bed as a physician tended to her wounds. Azura stayed behind to make sure turning into a dragon didn’t do any physical trauma to Corrin’s body. “Ryoma, what do we do now?” Hinoka sighed. “We hold a meeting, call our retainers as well as Yukimura. This is going to be a long night.” He nodded in Sakura’s direction and she quickly went to go round up the retainers and find Yukimura. Once everyone gathered in the great hall and my brother explained what had happened, keeping certain details out to protect Corrin.

“So… You’re saying that the queen died to save her? Then… Then this is all her fault!” Oboro snarled and threw her staff down, while others murmured similar thoughts. Everyone started to become heated, angry, as was I. They began to grow louder and argued as to whether or not Corrin should stay. I still didn't trust the girl and the loss of our mother was too much for me.’Nohrian wench. She came back only to torment us. If only Rinkah hadn’t brought her back. If only we hadn’t had that stupid ceremony. If we only had taken her weapon. If only.’ My thoughts began to blur and I began to openly ramble, “I agree. This is all her fault. Nohrian scum. We should never have let her back here. She was probably working for them all along. We shoul-”

“TAKUMI!” Ryoma’s sudden roar silenced the room. It remained so until Yukimura chimed in. “S-since we've debriefed everyone, let us adjourn for tonight and talk about succession and other duties tomorrow morning. Is that alright Lord Ryoma?”  Scanning the faces of the group Ryoma nodded. “Agreed. Everyone leave, except you Takumi”.  The hall slowly emptied, leaving only me and my brother to fill it.

He walked to the steps of the throne and patted the spot next to him, I could see that I was in for a lecture. ‘Well, let’s get this over with.’ I had only taken a few steps forward when he had asked, “Why do you hate Corrin so much? She’s our sister”. I froze. He was right. I had no real reason to hate her, she was taken from us by force, held captive for years, but for some reason I couldn’t help but despise her. I know it wasn’t really her fault. I hadn’t quite realized my feelings for her yet, and a part of me believes that Ryoma already had an inkling.

“I don’t hate her.I don’t really feel anything particular towards her. She’s a stranger to me. Sister or not. I don’t care”. Now there’s a lie if I ever said one. I folded my arms in front of my chest. ‘Ok well maybe I do care. A little.’ As if hearing my thoughts, my brother raised an inquisitive brow. “Well if you don’t hate her, then why do you show such hostility towards her? She hasn’t done anything to you” He questioned. ‘Crap. He got me there.’ I was pacing back and forth in front of my brother, talking to myself, wondering why. I took a seat next to him. “The things that I said were just in the heat of the moment. I was angry. I know it’s not her fault but none of this would have happened if she hadn’t come back.” I spoke softly now. Looking down at my hands. ‘I’m sorry but it’s true, even if it’s only partially.’ 

Ryoma gave me a pathetic look, like the doting older brother he is. He calmly spoke to me. “Takumi, I understand that you’re hurt. We are all grieving... You want to hear what I think?” Sure. Why not. What more could he have to say to me. “What?” I sighed. He got up from the steps, patted me on the head and began to pull something out from his hakama. “I think you should read this. It’s from Queen Mikoto.” He shoved an intricately decorated scroll into my palm as he left the hall.  I sat there, staring at the scroll, then at the empty throne where our mother once sat. ‘What is so important for me to know that Ryoma thinks I should have this?’ I carefully examined the scroll, the seal held the insignia of the royal family. “What is it you couldn’t tell me in person? Mother...”

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ToY update!

I’m currently rewriting Ch 1 and finishing up Ch 2. Look forward to seeing the second chapter later tonight/early in the morning!!! 

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Aura's Guide to Surviving Periods

Hey peoples. If you have periods, you know just how much they can suck. Everyone’s got their own ways to get through it with different levels of effectiveness, but here’s the stuff I’m doing that seems to be working:

Take some kind of pain medicine as soon as you can. It doesn’t work so well for me by itself, but it helps take the edge off.

We’ve all probably heard by now how much heat packs help, but I realized today this is improved by stuffing said heat packs in the kangaroo pouch of a pullover hoodie. It helps keep the packs in the right position for heat relief when you have to be up and about. (Please don’t do this one with zipper hoodies! The metal can get dangerously hot and burn your skin.)

Get some catnip that’s safe for human consumption and make some tea with it. Holy crap, it helps so much. I mix it with black tea for taste, but you can have it however you like. I don’t think I’ve seen anyone sell catnip in teabags, which is a shame, but you can rig your own with a coffee filter and a teabag string.

If you’re like me and you turn into this emotional mess when the moon sickness comes around, find something to get those feelings out. Sometimes you just need to cry. Find a place where you feel comfortable crying, put on some sad music or a nostalgic movie, and get the feels out.

And this is seriously all I’ve done all day and I’m in way less misery than I would be. I wish I knew these things when I was younger, so I’m paying back my past self by hopefully helping some of my followers.