#fakiru week 2023

[diathadevil]

Day 2 - Guard

Basically in DnD terminology he gave her the Dodge action. However he takes attacks with Advantage.

(part of my PTutu DnD AU!)

[zerozeroren]

Fakiru week, day 7: Scatter(ed thoughts)

A bonus speedypaint

[beepmon]

ties that bind

i really didnt have time this week to do anything but this for fakiru week ;;

[alovelystrawberryy]

Fakiru Week 2023 Day 2: Guard

[jessfandrawer]

For Fakiru Week Day 3: Tie

I only had time for one, but I wanted to do something.🥰

@fyeahfakiruweek

[novadraws]

fakiru week 2023 day 2: guard

uhhh royal guard au? i had a lot of fun designing ahiru's ball gown!

[fyeahfakiruweek]

Fakiru Week 2023

Day 1: Spectacle [October 1] Day 2: Guard [October 2] Day 3: Tie [October 3] Day 4: Glare [October 4] Day 5: Spy [October 5] Day 6: Chains [October 6] Day 7: Scatter [October 7]

Because we are posting late, we moved the dates to the first week of October.

Don't forget to tag your posts #fakiru week 2023 and #fakiru week so that we can reblog them here. All forms of art are accepted and we can't wait to see what you create!

-Queeny

[azureasterart]

[matazayonline]

Fakiru week day 1: Spectacle

One of my favourite scenes in the whole series - Ahiru and Fakir dancing together in front of their classmates in ep 6

[tarhanka]

Day 5: Spy

Fakir hiding/ Fakir wathing.

I have bnha AU but it wasn't mentioned here.

FAKIR DON'T LIKE THIS "NOT BAD" GIRL

[girafferoyalty]

I unfortunately won’t be having much contribution for Fakiru week this year, but here’s an illustration for Day 2!

[diathadevil]

Day 1 - Spectacle

And they said it was a spectacle, seeing Princess Tutu rescue the accursed writer's descendant.

[zerozeroren]

Fakiru Week, Day 3: Tie

[xqueenybee]

As the princess' personal guard, Fakir wasn't supposed to develop feelings for Ahiru Arima de Goldkrone. However, when King Katze organizes a Masquerade ball to marry his daughter off, Fakir see's his chance.

[alovelystrawberryy]

Fakiru Week Day 7: Scatter

In honor of this being my fourth Fakiru week and my fifth princess tutu event,

I decided to redraw this piece from my first ever Fakiru week!

2020 vs 2023

[magic-in-onyx]

Fakiru Week Day 3: Tie

Inscribe into the Oaken Tree  A tale of One, Two, Three:  One – tied to a debt most painful,  Two – tied to each other, faithful,  Three – tied to a Fate resentful. 

Then recite of Four, Five, Six:  Four – tied to a kingdom hollow,  Five – doomed a frail love to follow,  Six – tied to a father cruel, in his hand a bag of tricks. 

And seven is the Truth unseen. 

What you see cannot be seen.  What you hear makes no sound.  You must hear what mute remains.  You must see what stubbornly its mask maintains. 

The lovers true make their way ahead,  On their journey.  Upon one neck a jewel red,  Upon the other the gem is water clear. 

Two halves, a whole.  Two fates entwined.  Upright should they remain – trials overcome.  On their heads, astray – foolish designs, tragedy. 

One.  The man who should have died,  For his Moira a token he had found.  Clotho maintains a sacrifice profound,  A single duck in the webs it spins it had bound,  For no sin truly her own, save too soft a heart  – condemned and tried. 

The duck herself a foolish sort,  Willingly to the Spinner she had went,  A soul who once kind to her had been,  To save, rekindle, and court. 

But tied to him she could not remain,  So upon herself his freedom lost She had taken.  Still truly free he had not become,  Only desolate and remorseful.  Alas, in learning of this she – both!, would be delayed –  Betrayed!  A duck’s sacrifice in vain, kindness for kindness too great a cost. 

Four.  A man who should have died,  A storyteller he had been,  Of fae, brave heroes, but foes in fall belated,  His stories he had spun. 

A Prince he had envisioned,  Noble, kind, courageous;  In a plot the Spinner trapped him,  Vicious and disadvantageous!  “Heartless become thee!”, he commanded,  “Or as your foil and proxy, one other you must offer!”  A paradox, a paradigm most backhanded! 

The Prince chose his heart to fragment and scatter,  (For what other choice truly had he,)  Before his plan was soiled –  A duck with too soft a heart,  His place to take the words had uttered. 

The Prince’s blood and hers,  The blooming jewel of cruor formed,  Only by another lover true, could the curse  Be broken! 

Three.  One lost boy was saved,  Upon his shoulders a world’s weight.  A lone withdrawn creator,  Of destinies imagined,  Of fae, brave heroes, and foes abated. 

“Write!” he said, “for me a tale,  “To lead me from this town.  “Oh the stars, the moon, and Death itself,  “Guide mine path far, far the hills down!”  In doing so the Moirai he had challenged,  His Fate to the stars, the moon and Death he had tied!  His blood shared with an undead evil,  The scales for him in equal tip  To happiness,  To glory. 

He must hear what mute remains.  He  must see what stubbornly its mask maintains.  Seek he must, what buried is,  In the bog of Truth. 

Seven.  Before the very eyes  Of the creator still unripe,  The shy little Truth gives chase –  For the Truth is lonesome,  And when not sought, its cries  wake the Moirai. 

His lover to a waterfowl’s guise is reduced  As he watches awestruck;  Before fully she would change forms,  Urge him she does, with some luck:  “Seek a kingdom hollow!  “Seek a lover frail!  “Inscribed into the Oak Tree,  “Track the Tale of One, Two, Three!” 

One – tied to a debt most painful,  Two – tied to each other, faithful,  Three – tied to a Fate resentful. 

Then recite of Four, Five, Six:  Four – tied to a kingdom hollow,  Five – doomed a frail love to follow,  Six – tied to a father cruel, in his hand a bag of tricks. 

And seven is the Truth unseen. 

To him who accepts all, happiness.  To him who defies all, glory.

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