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[linkito]

What's this au that watcher/vex art was similar to? Tell me all the things? -🎀

It’s less of an au and more of just an idea for a start of something? Either way~

It begins with young Watcher-in-training Grian fleeing from the Watchers, finding refuge in a cave that draws him in with some kind of powerful magical aura. He hopes it can mask his trace.

Unfortunately for him, it’s the home of a large, monstrous vex (Scar). He’s very feral and scraggly looking, and he has some awful magic-locked cage muzzle/gag on, leaving his teeth constantly bared and preventing him from speaking. (It doesn't make him safe by any means; he still has claws and various weapons of past attackers scattered around.)

But he’s not attacking Grian. Not yet. Not on sight. He mostly just...watches with narrowed slitted eyes, waiting for something that doesn’t seem to be coming. 

Grian is frightened, has no weapon, and he’s significantly smaller. The vex should be able to take him down easily.

So eventually they reach this sort of neutral state of neither of them moving any closer. Grian creeps along the walls and eventually, slowly, settles himself down to sit to rest his poor shaking legs. Scar stares for a moment longer, then also sits, still watching.

Grian figures maybe as long as he doesn’t provoke this beast, he’ll be safe.

(And it's true. Scar is used to people coming in here to steal and demand to make deals with him. Grian clearly didn't mean to be here though. But he's keeping a watchful eye. He doesn't trust it.)

Eventually, Grian thinks maybe the vex is asleep. So he takes this time to meditate. His real eyes close, and hee opens his Eyes to try to determine if the Watchers are on his trail yet, reaching out as far as he can to Look.

When he opens his real eyes again, Scar is directly in front of him, staring more curiously, sort of like he’s wondering if his intruder just died whilst sitting up straight.

Grian yelps and bonks his head on the wall trying to scramble backward.

But Scar also yelps (although muffled) and flails back as well.

And despite everything... Grian can’t help but laugh at that? Because why is he startled? 

Now that he’s closer, though, he can make out the Watcher’s symbol on the lock of the cage on Scar’s head. And being spiteful of anything the Watchers might do, he reaches out without even really thinking about it. 

Scar freezes.

He lets Grian touch the trap around him, but he still doesn't know for sure this isn’t an elaborate trick? Something to get close and take him down? It would have been Grian's only way of winning, truly. So Scar places a clawed hand close to Grian's neck. He's slow and soft with the touch, but it’s undeniably threatening. If Grian was going for some kind of trap here, surely he'd flinch back?

But Grian swallows nervously and tries his best to reassure the vex that he wants to help.

And, eventually, Scar removes his hand and cranes his head to help Grian look at the contraption, also baring his neck, tentatively trusting.

Grian breaks the seal and slooooowly pulls the thing off of Scar, and oh Scar is so happy.

He grins, big and toothy (full of sharp edges, but it's still so oddly charming?) and grabs Grian to spin him excitedly.

He speaks now, (and oh if his voice isn't also so charming) and he lifts Grian up, looks up at him, lips far too close. "Oooh my gosh, I swear I could kiss you right now!" he exclaims, but he doesn't, a shame, really, and instead puts Grian back down and just starts excitedly introducing himself.

In this case, Vexes have like unlimited magical potential. But they are limited by only being able to use it under the direction of someone else. (thinking like how evokers summon them and direct them) The catch is, vexes are tricky creatures. They can and will warp your instructions to their liking if you leave any room for loopholes or leeway. That’s part of the reason Scar was gagged. To prevent him from swindling you into a bad deal.

So normally Scar would do whatever he could to bend the rules and screw over his master, but he’s so overwhelmingly happy at being freed that he says to Grian, “Anything you want! It’s yours. Anything at all, no tricks, no nothing.” And he means it, too.

And that’s all I really came up with! Like I said, just a beginning.

I think Grian should ask about that kiss.

[askthehylianchampion]

That was a good session! Let me know if there are any other pieces you'd like to learn on the accordion.

By the way, the girls are growing out their hair and Notts and Kotts have to move up a braid hoop size. I have their old hoops here if you know anyone who'd want to try them on?

Thank you, I do know someone who would.....

Um would- you help me put them in my own hair? Possibly?

[howdoyoudothedew]

Imagine if Tai lung and shifu reconciled in the spirit realm and tai lung calls shifu dad

There are a few things Shifu was planning to do once he made it to the spirit realm. First, take a breath because he’s finally free from dealing with Po for hopefully a few decades. Then he’d find Oogway and talk to his old friend again. Finally, he would find Tai Lung wherever he is, and he would apologize again. He will hug his son like he should’ve when Oogway said he wouldn’t be the dragon warrior. The second he enters the spirit realm, all of his plans fall apart, but by this point he’s used to it. This time it’s not so bad, anyway. Tai Lung looks at him, his eyes wide and just as young as the last time he saw him. Unlike the last time, when he runs to him it’s to pick him up in a bone-crushing hug. Shifu laughs awkwardly at the affection. “Dad! You’re here!” Tai Lung says, dropping him and stepping back, posture straightening, going rigid like when he was in training. His tail sways back and forth, just barely a calm pace. “I’ve been waiting for you.” “I can see that,” Shifu says with a light smile. He has the feeling Tai Lung has already forgiven him. He can see the way peace– true peace– softens the line of his shoulders, the curve of his smile. It settles something in Shifu’s chest, something he tried hard to not acknowledge for many years. Maybe his damage wasn’t as irreversible as he feared. Maybe, just maybe, they can be okay again. Better than okay. Tai Lung reaches for him openly and Shifu reaches back. “Oogway will be excited to see you again,” Tai Lung says. “You seem sure of that,” Shifu says and Tai Lung smiles back at him, bright and knowing. Eventually he will say his apologies, but for now he thinks they should wait. His son is in front of him, and happy, and they have time now. Time he will not waste again.

I think it could be pretty cute

[cloudiilink]

helo. this is obviously a /nf thing HAHA. love u/p

Sorry it took me a while but!!

Sheerow wants his attention. And yours. You must give it to her

I literally had like 3 pens to do this with before I forgot to bring my supplies with me the one time I needed them smh

[archester-creations]

Poor LP can’t help always making loud noises. Does it ever cause him deep insecurity over it?

sorry this is so late! ive been thinking about it and, for my lp, id actually have to start with 'lp isnt always making loud noises'. the way i write lp, he's an ex-SHUSH agent. Launchpad is certainly very capable of being scary quiet if he needs to be, and has even unintentionally scared dw on occasion because of it. but the thing is, he doesn't have to be. he doesnt have to be quiet all the time, he doesn't have to sneak. i mean, he's partner to darkwing "i am the terror that flaps in the night, i am the toy at the bottom of your cereal box, i am the monster that hides under the bed of crime" duck. like, dw is such a loud theatre kid, if lp really needed to sneak around he probably could even while banging pots and pans simply because of how distracting dw is sljfdjdjlfd so to answer your question, no, i don't think lp is insecure by how loud he can be

[link-the-cat]

would you say youre ... linking around ...

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[pink-link-lemonade]

can the infected in the infected homeverse au bite through metal? (It goes for type 2 as well)

Not in one go. The most successful in chewing through metal have been Type 1’s, and it usually takes a short while before they get anywhere. They’re the most successful because they do it more often than Type 2’s, who’d much rather not have to chew through metal, understandably, or just simply haven’t tried/thought of trying, let alone had any reason to.

[idontknowwhattocallthisanymore]

I announce you the CEO of team CRDL, congratulations (Evangelion clap scene)

Thank you, thank you, I've been working towards this goal for several years now and I'm glad to finally make it. I'd like to first thank my brain for deciding to check for archester fics way back in volume one as a joke, next I would like to thank my friends and family for their unwitting inspiration, I'd like to thank my adhd for the inescapable hyperfixation, and then finaly I'd like to thank the friends I made along the way--

[autisticlinkk]

hey homie did you know sniper tf2 is really great at helping you drive he was in my mind while I was driving 30 miles per hour on the main road I was like sniper tf2 did a right turn and was fouscesd on the the road so I will emulate the one part whirr he is driving his bro is a lifesaver fr also this was a huge excuse to say hiiiiiiiiiiiiii how are youuuuuuuuu

sorry im sleepy and sleepy grem is unhinged awake grem will muder sleepy grem btw hows the Voltron treating you? :3 hoe you have a great daaaaay/eveing :3

KEEPING SNIPER TF2 IN MIND FOR WHEN I TAKE MY DRIVERS TEST!!!

also I’m doing okay!!! Things have been busy and sorry i havent messaged u in a bit :p ALSO VOLTRON IS GREAT I AM SO FIXATED ON IT AUGGGHH i need to watch it again but it makes me so excited that like i become physically exhausted

[daeyumi]

If your still taking art requests, could you please draw a yiga clan footsoldier? <3

they’re talking~

bonus bg pic under the cut bc i was rly happy with how it looked

actually so proud of myself for keeping the bg loose & not taking too much time on it

[ovegakart]

What she said.

[linkito]

link consider. D3 ir B1 but it's our two lovable idiots and avi—

I AM CONSIDERING…………..

[trio art meme]

[howdoyoudothedew]

maybe you could write po finding out his dads are dating?

It can be a little hard to make time for a date night when your husband runs a very successful noodle shop. Especially when he continues to run it past closing, handling the paperwork and money and all the little parts of running a business people usually don’t think about along with tinkering with whatever recipe he may occasionally feel like. But Li is a very patient panda and surprisingly stubborn. He’s found if he waits long enough, a plan in reach, Ping will eventually find his way to him. Now, Ping sits at the table Li set up and Li serves him for a change.

“Oh, you’re such a gentleman,” Ping gushes as Li pushes his chair in for him at the customer table he repurposed for their date. A candle sits in the middle of it, chasing away the dark of the night. Origami flowers surround the candle, the fruits of multiple nights of work. “And it looks so nice too.”

“Wait till you see the food,” Li says, heading back to the kitchen, hoping that his confidence is founded. His dumplings aren’t Ping’s noodles and they’re definitely not Ping’s dumplings, but they were well liked back in the village.

He sets a bowl in front of Ping and clutches his own between his hands as he stands beside him, waiting for his verdict. The sound of his chopsticks hitting the bowl echoes in his ears. The curl of tension in his belly loosens when Ping finishes the dumpling in two bites.

“They’re good.” Ping hums before rambling to himself more than talking to Li. “I almost think we should add them to the menu. Replace mine. Or combine them. Yes, I think that would be best.”

Li looks at him, surprised. “Aren’t they an old family recipe?”

“What?” Ping laughs, zoning in on him. “No, the restaurant was noodles only until I took over.”

“Wait, so the dumplings-” Li asks.

“Won off some traveling salesman in a game of mahjong,” Ping says, waving his wing casually. Li pauses, opening his mouth. No sound comes out for a long stretch. His husband continues to eat as if he hadn’t just admitted he’d gotten the first food of his Li ever ate through gambling of all things. Just the thought of Ping sitting at a mahjong table, some unscrupulous character in front of him and bets next to them, strikes an odd cord. Ping. Gambling.

“What?”

Ping looks up at him, blinks, then rolls his eyes at his expression. “Oh it’s not that big a deal, really. It was a long time ago. I didn’t even have Po yet.”

“Did you gamble… often?” Li asks. Ping smiles.

“Well, I’m very good at mahjong.”

Li stares as Ping continues to eat. He honestly doesn’t know what to do with the new information. It paints Ping in a different light while somehow explaining a few things.

“Yes.” Ping nods to himself, oblivious to Li’s thoughts. “We should combine the recipes. I think they’d taste better together.”

“Like us?” Li asks, shaking himself from the line of thought.

Ping flushes. “Oh, you big softy. But yes, and I think they’d sell better, too. We should change the name while we’re at it, what do you think?”

Li laughs. “Whatever you want, Ping.” And Ping smiles softly at him. It warms Li’s heart in the same way Mei’s used to. In the same way memories of her smile still does. He smiles back like an instinct.

Later, while they’re eating and laughing and sharing memories, the sound of footsteps outside the round arch of the noodle shop’s entrance breaks into their peace. The late hour has them both turning to the noise. Concern spikes through Li’s veins, hot like blood and twice as thick. It softens when he sees Po at the entrance only for it to snap suddenly back into place when he remembers Po doesn’t have any idea about their relationship. Not the romantic parts of it. They both stand from the table, perhaps a bit too quickly. Li’s chair tips to two legs before slamming back down to four. The noise makes him flinch, just slightly. He looks at Ping, but Ping’s attention is fully on Po.

“You guys are dating?” Po asks, looking between the two of them from his spot, frozen in the middle of the arch.

“Yes? Po, we’re your fathers, is it that weird for us to be dating?” Ping asks and Li can hear the worried note to his tone. Whatever Po’s answer is, Li knows it will have an effect on their quickly budding relationship. Po’s approval is something Ping needs and though he’s been his dad for much less time, Li wants it too.

“Are you kidding me??” Po asks, lighting up, running over to hug them both. “This is great!” He lets them go to bounce between his toes. “You guys were my dads before, of course, but now you’re like- my dads dads. My together dads.”

Li laughs lightly, seeing Po’s excitement and Ping’s relieved fond smile. It makes Ping find his eyes again for the first time since Po entered the room. Ping’s smile goes a little bigger, a little brighter, as they smile at each other from over their son’s shoulders.

“And you’re not upset?” Ping double checks as soon as they’re set down, worrying at his apron.

“Of course not, this is great!” Po beams at him. He hasn’t stopped beaming since Ping confirmed they were dating. Li bites the inside of his mouth, because if he doesn’t, his smile will stretch too wide. “I told Tigress you guys liked each other.”

“And you were right,” Li says, before Ping can. “We like each other very much.”

“Awesome,” Po says quietly, clearly celebrating, and Li has to hold back a snort. Neither of them should’ve been worried, really.

“So Po, what did you need?” Ping says, cutting back to the meat of Po’s surprise visit.

“Right!” Po looks back at them, smiles giddily, then takes a breath.

[cloudiilink]

Hahaha mines better

[humbuns]

pieced together till they're no longer broken apart

[link-the-cat]

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