#allora

[kagedbird]

I have work in 8 and a half hours and I've been ignoring that and just drawing Taliesin.

He found a way to shut her up. @dynamite124

[alessatarg]

Hi there! It's been a while since I last posted a new chapter of my comic. I apologize for the delay, as it took me a few months to complete it. There were some challenges along the way, but I'm hoping to be more productive in the future.

Here is a link to the previous installment, and all other installments of this comic can be found on the same page. Unfortunately, at the moment, there is no way to create an album in Tumblr :(

[omarfor-orchestra]

Comunque ho visto prophecy e avevano veramente 4€ e un sogno. Dovreste farci una serie imho

[eqt-95]

wip what is a wednesday

thanks @sssammich and @sideguitars for the double-team.

here is an excerpt from chapter 2 of to want and to have and to hold *rereads to make sure it's in the right order* (why did i pick this as the title)

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“Ok this… should… do it,” Kara huffed from the other side of the ship’s wall. 

Then there was a creak. Then the entire wall shifted. Then Lena felt a shot of pain and registered that her hand was now the filling of a metal sandwich. Then Lena did the irrationally instinctive thing and yanked. Hard. 

“Shit,” Lena hissed once freed.

Then she did the logical thing of shaking her hand to futilely flick away the ‘ouch’ raging through her palm.

Kara was there in an instant. She arrived with a burst of wind and a blast of sand. “What? What happened?”

“Nothing,” Lena answered. The protective way she clutched her hand disagreed. <something something ‘object impermanence’>

“Was that-?” Kara rushed, hands hovering with the hesitation of a housefly. “Oh Roa, Lena did I-”

“No,” Lena interrupted. “I wasn’t thinking and-”

“You’re always thinking,” Kara mumbled. “I should’ve…” Her hesitation faded and two impossibly warm, impossibly strong, impossibly delicate hands traced over Lena’s hand and the harsh red and blooming purple spreading across her pale skin. 

“Kara, really it’s ok-”

“No it isn’t,” Kara replied, unable to tear her eyes away from the angry discoloration. “Here.”

Lena stared at the rag Kara picked up with worthy skepticism. ‘Skepticism’ became ‘dawning realization’ when Kara exhaled and the worn fabric glistened with icy crystals. Its normalcy looked so alien. 

Hand still clutched protectively in one hand, Kara wrapped the rag around Lena’s hand with a reverence that bordered on religious. The effect was instantaneous. Throbbing pain was muted by the coolness of quickly melting ice. 

It wasn’t the only thing melting.

Lena cleared her throat. Re-solidified.

“Y-you have freeze breath.” It was said matter-of-factly. Rhetorically. With a crack in her hushed voice.

“Oh, uh, yea,” Kara remarked with a tinge of red to her cheeks. She didn’t hear the ‘rhetorical’. 

“No, I mean, I know that,” Lena clarified. “I-I know you have freeze breath.”

“Right, right-”

“You know you have freeze breath.”

“Uh… yes?”

“You’ve had it the whole time.”

And then it clicked for Kara. Kara, superhero and possessor of extra-human strength and magical qualities like freeze breath, had gone weeks in the desert without water or air-conditioning. “Oh. Oh. I-I didn’t mean to-”

“And we forgot,” Lena observed. The trace of a smirk appeared. It was a silly thing.

“W-we-?”

“Does that happen a lot? In the field?” Lena asked, interrupting Kara’s confused stammering.

Kara’s jaw bobbed open and closed with the grace of a fish. “Kinda?”

Lena nodded. An opening. A hand still linking them.

“It’s just that…” Kara began then paused. Her gaze remained fixed on Lena’s hand. Her fingers fidgeted with the now-damp rag. Her lips let honesty tumble out. “Sometimes there are all of these things happening, a-and sometimes it’s overwhelming to like, think about who’s in danger, how many bad guys there are, what’s the context that I-I don’t really have time to pick the best thing?”

Lena leaned against the wall of the ship, pondering for a moment. “That makes sense.”

“Really?” Owlish eyes blinked up from Lena’s hand to meet hers.

“Sure,” Lena answered. She shrugged. Kara stared. “Decision paralysis. You’ve got inputs and parameters changing in real time and every choice can impact life or death. It makes sense.”

“I-uh-”

“Can I get another blast of ice? This is going to swell.”

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i would LOVE to see wip bits and bobs from everyone, but I'm gonna tag a couple I haven't seen bits and bobs from in a while: @ekingston, @lovepotionnumber5, @vox-ex, @fabulousglitch, and @inkedroplets. as always, tagged respectfully and without pressure but i'll geek if y'all come out and play.

[darkeclipticheart]

Next round of pairing of my OC this time my Or Girl Lily and snow leopard allora

[nightingaletes]

“Happy Valentine’s day!” Allora cheered, passing Taliesin a mini bag.

“Ah, um… thank you.” He took the bag in hand, raising an eyebrow. “A celebration from home? I don’t believe I’ve heard of ‘Valentine’s Day’ before.”

“Yeup! It’s mostly known as a day for romantic partners to enjoy the day together, but over time it started becoming equally for all people to share affection with their friends, rather than just partners.”

“I see. And where do I fall in this line?” Taliesin wondered, opening the bag— surprised at the sight of so many chocolates inside.

“Oh… I’ll let you figure that one out.” Allora shrugged casually, walking past her companion.

Taliesin jolted as her hand slid across his hip in passing, watching her wide eyed as she glanced back with a smirk, before carrying onwards to her bedroom.

“…”

His feet were moving faster than his mind could comprehend, like a dog on a leash.

[ospiteepasseggero]

allora,

g. de pietro

[libriaco]

Il cane ansima

L’importante non è la singola parola, ma il gruppo di parole retto da relazioni interne.

A. Allora, Prontuario pornogrammaticale. La punteggiatura, Torino, Lindau, 2018

[kagedbird]

Taliesin: Hm… Allora?

Allora: *calling out from the other room* Yes?

Taliesin: I could have sworn I had a bundle of apples stashed away in your kitchen for safe keeping, but I don’t see it anywhere. Have you gone and stolen them all?

Allora: Oh! *rustling noises before the sound of hurried footsteps come closer; Allora’s head popping into the open doorway to the kitchen* They’re all chopped and peeled for you, I put them away in separate containers so you can munch on them whenever you wanted. Sorry! I forgot to tell you.

Taliesin: *watches her rummage around near where his feet were at a new storage cubby he’d glanced over, blinking in confusion* I? You… peeled them for me?

Allora: Well, I mean, I remembered some fun cutting techniques for apples from home and figured you might not mind so much so long as you still got to eat them. Here! *pulls out a hand made container, opening it to reveal fresh apples on top of a little paper charm attached to the base of the container, with all the apples shaped like bunnies*

Taliesin: *stares at them before slowly taking the container in hand, mouth popping open ever so slightly as his eyes grew wide* …

Allora: *smiles up at him but it quickly drops as he continues to just stare seemingly incredulously at the apples, wringing her hands together in front of her chest* Um… uh, but I absolutely should have asked for— for permission first, I’m… I’m sorry. I’ll get you more apples—

Taliesin: *tilts the container slightly towards her, gesturing to the paper charm on the base* What is this? It looks like there’s a ward on it of some kind.

Allora: *closes her mouth shut from being interrupted before slowly beginning to speak once more* …That’s… it’s a ward, yes. I, um… I still don’t really understand how people just keep food fresh as it sits out on its own for days, so, I just… w–well, back home we have things like mini coolers and fridges, freezers— th–things that keep food cold and fresh, so I… experimented. *scratches the back of her scalp, eyes flickering between him and the container*

Taliesin: *glances down to where the other containers were, all hand made, all likely having the same paper charms, knowing that it likely took at least a good day for the apples alone, shaking his head* …I don’t understand.

Allora: Sorry?

Taliesin: Why do this? Any of this?

Allora: *squeezes her hands together before shrugging* I dunno? You said you liked apples a lot. I do too. And I know that… we don’t really get a chance to just be people, with what I’m forced to do here in this world. And neither of us have had a great upbringing… I figured you might not have had the opportunity to get a present like this, so… I wanted to.

Taliesin: And the bunnies?

Allora: You like those too, right? I–I maybe… shouldn’t have made it into that— it’s not to mock you for being vegetarian! Shit, I didn’t even think about that until now…. Sorry…

Taliesin: *takes a bunny apple and looks at it, trying to will himself to get past its cuteness to eat it; tearing up instead at the levels of thoughtfulness from someone who hated his guts when they first met* …

Allora: *sees his tears and feels alarm bells going off in her head* O–oh! Taliesin! Please, you don’t— you don’t have to—!

Taliesin: [voice wracked with tears just barely kept at bay] If you attempt to take these from me, I will be forced to bite you in a way that is not my usual standards of foreplay.

Allora: *blinks, snorting, feeling too many conflicting emotions at once with this interaction* Uh… okay?...

Taliesin: *takes a deep breath and eats the bunny apple, relishing the sweet juices that flooded in his mouth and over his tongue, sending him straight back to his youth when he ate too many apples and got a stomach ache for it* …

Allora: *holding onto her wrist as she waits, unsure if she can just dismiss herself at this point or if he needs some weird emotional support* …

Taliesin: *closes the container with a thick swallow of the apple, clearing his throat, and nodding* …Acceptable.

Allora: You’re crying.

Taliesin: [choked up] That’s besides the point. *clears his throat again, not looking at her* Thank you… for your gift— gifts. I… *clutches onto the container tightly, unsure how to make a joke out of this to levy the air, too emotionally overwhelmed*

Allora: *smiles softly, knowing that chest straining sensation trying to hold everything back felt like and gently touched his arm* Hey. Wanna learn how to cut the apples into bunnies? It’s pretty relaxing.

Taliesin: *sees the out for what it is and shakes his head, “casually” sniffling* Oh, absolutely not. I wouldn’t dare to think to take this skill away from you so I would be made to do this for myself instead. But… I wouldn’t mind watching you do it, in the future.

Allora: *huffs at his attempt at covering up, stepping back as she just let him have it with an eye roll* Sure bud, it’s a date. We’ll go have a picnic and do it. *turns and waves her hand over her shoulder in departure, leaving him be*

Taliesin: *watches her go, blinking, before looking back down at the container— surprised to see small burnished etchings around the edges of the top reading: “Property of Taliesin, only allowed to be opened by Allora for refills. No touch!”* …Hah. That girl…

[alessatarg]

Allora, who had just assumed the position of senior researcher, would have spent New Year's Eve at work.

A small art on this topic in honor of the transition to a new quarter of a century!

[omarfor-orchestra]

Volete sapere con cos'altro ero ossessionata? Riccardo maccaferri che faceva gringoire

[serenamatroia]

[moths-in-hats]

moodboard: allison x cora

another promo moodboard for another @teenwolfrarepairevents fic. this time it's my allora role reversal out july 10th

[englishcarssince1946]

1986 Allora Stratos Replica

My tumblr-blogs:

www.tumblr.com/germancarssince1946 & www.tumblr.com/frenchcarssince1946 & www.tumblr.com/englishcarssince1946 & www.tumblr.com/italiancarssince1946 & www.tumblr.com/japanesecarssince1947 & www.tumblr.com/uscarssince1935

[mossmx]

E POI SE VOGLIO FARE UN CAZZO LUNGO MEZZO TAVOLO LO FACCIO OK??? NON POSSO FARLO PIU' CORTO EPRCHè SE NO NASCONDE I DETTAGLI SDFGHJKFADNBLAF è arte.

[muette-the-axolotl]