#narwhal does the draw

[malevon]

yeah.

[sofiaruelle]

I love your stardrew drawings, I was wondering if you've done the rest of the villagers? Or might one day? I think it would be fun to see how you draw them

I do plan on doing the rest of the villagers! But I’m taking my time. There’s a LOT of them…. I mean I’ve decided on a format of 3 scenarios/actions per character and sometimes i dont have enough brain cells to make up proper headcanons.

It takes time and i do want to pace myself so i dont get burnt out and overwhelmed. But eventually I will!!I even have a little list of the villagers on my lil schedule board of who to draw next 😂😂

But if you/anyone has like a specific character they’d like me to draw, ✨✨my commissions are open! ✨✨*wink wonk*

My lil list that I’ve barely made a dent on lmao:

[nebulaafterdark]

Dearest Love

Aegon x Velaryon(Strong)!Reader

Summary: Aegon and Y/N are newly married and thus they must begin producing heirs. Set before the ‘More Than Anyone’ series. Inspired by @narwhal-swimmingintheocean

Warning: MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY! Targcest, mentions of sex.

“That was a heavy sigh, sweetheart.” Aegon chuckles as his wife turns away from him. “You reached your peak, did you not?”

“I am not yet with child.”

“Mmm, and I have been doing my best to remedy that.”

“What if I am barren?”

“You are not,” Aegon scoffs. “Ripe little thing, you are. If it is either of us, it must be me.”

“They will blame me.” Y/N murmurs.

“Who, my darling?” He demands, using his arms to reel her back in. “Who will blame you? You’ve done nothing wrong.”

“You do not understand the pressure that I am under to produce an heir.” She begins anxiously toying with his fingers.

He does not understand, they’ve been married but a moon turn, almost two.

“Sweet girl,” he frowns, nuzzling the side of her face. “If it does not take, there are other things we might try.”

“Like what?” The princess wonders, smushing their cheeks together.

“Never you worry about that, hmm? I will give you a babe, as many as you want. As many as you’ll give me, but you must settle down.”

“I am settled.”

“Even your cunny was tense.”

“Aegon,” Y/N whines, covering both hands over her face.

“None of that,” he chuckles, feeling himself harden again. Sliding into her slick from behind, the pair on their sides. “You know I adore you.”

“Aegon,” she sighs, reaching back to stroke his hair.

“Try to enjoy yourself, dearest.” Aegon murmurs, “let us not make a chore of it. When you are with child I will want you still.”

“Will you?”

“Every morn, noon and night I will want you. I want you always.” One hand wanders down from her hip to her belly, stroking the warm skin there. “Soon you will swell with our child. So very soon. I swear it on all my love for you.”

Love, a frivolous endeavor, as Aegon had called it not so long ago, is now the currency which he swears by. Y/N nods, lacing their fingers together for just a moment before he is pulling away.

Bringing her leg backwards to rest over his hip. Fingers teasing her bundle of nerves once more. “Now-” her little cunt is sloppy, loud and hot as his earlier release lingers within, “be a good girl for me.” He keeps her full of his seed, fingers and cock. Determined to give her exactly what she wants.

News breaks over the next few weeks, the Princess Y/N is with child.

This update on his wife’s condition did not come through her, rather in passing during a visit to the silk streets. Aegon acts as if he is in the know, of course he knew, Y/N is his wife. The number of cups he consumes that night is more than he’s indulged in since the start of their union.

And when he returns that night, to crawl into Y/N’s bed, she welcomes him there. “You are in quite a state, my Prince.”

“You did not tell me.” He slurs the words out from where his head rests, cradled against her bosom.

“You were not here.” Y/N strokes a patient hand over his hair.

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Y/N grows quickly and the Maesters confirm that she is with more than one child. Likely no more than two, though they cannot say with certainty.

She is sick often, tired and moody, though she tries, Gods know how hard she tries.

“This is what you wanted, is it not?” Aegon asks, staring up at her over the tiny swell of her womb.

“This is what I wanted,” Y/N assures him.

Why then are you so unhappy?

In Aegon’s defense, he has no concept of what a marriage should be. Certainly no concept of how to properly love someone the way he loves his sweet wife.

“And now she draws away from my touch.” He cries into his cup. Entirely intoxicated as he lounges, nude in the lavish private room of the pleasure house. The women there please him greatly, repeatedly. Only nothing compares to the feeling of her.

“Oh, my Prince.” His lady of the night frowns. “Perhaps your wife is at war with herself.”

“In what way?” Aegon rolls onto his side to face the pretty blonde in which he attempts to drown his sorrow.

“She is with child. Tis not an easy task. The Princess might need a little…more from you in these times.”

“A gift!” Aegon suggests, “she might like a gift.”

“She might.” The woman agrees.

“Would you help me find something? Of course, something for you as well. For your troubles.” Aegon springs from the mattress, making for his clothes.

“You are half my troubles, your majesty.” There is no heat behind her words. “The sooner I return you to your bride, the sooner I can retire.”

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Aegon presents Y/N with a necklace, the following night before supper. Nestled safely in a satin case.

“It’s beautiful.” Y/N breathes, tracing the chain with her finger.

“Would you like to wear it?” He cannot tell by the look on her face.

“Help me with the clasp?”

“Turn around, my love.” My dearest love. Aegon takes the necklace in hand. Waiting as she turns, then securing the gem in place.

“How does it look?” Y/N smiles, facing her husband as she strokes her thumb over the stone.

Don’t you know you hold the moon and stars in your eyes? “Perfect.” You are perfect.

She kisses him then, softly, sweetly on the mouth. “Thank you, Aegon. I love it.” I love you.

They join the rest of their family for dinner. Alicent taking note of her daughter-in-law’s jewelry. The way Aegon’s hand does not leave the tiny swell of her belly. They are in love. Head over heels, madly in love. So long as they are, only good will come of their union.

As Y/N grows, not much seems to fit her. Even her mother’s maternity dresses leave little breathing room and she is only two thirds through her term.

She cries often, so often that Aegon’s heart breaks with it. The heaviness of her sorrow. Though such is her duty and she does love the babes, more than she can say.

“This will be over soon, love. Our sweet babes will be in your arms.” Aegon soothes, holding her close, stroking dark hair with an affection learned just for her.

Y/N nods, sniffling as she clings to him. She is always hot or hungry or tired. So terribly tired.

“Tell me, sweet girl, what should you like to name our little dragons?” He wonders, stroking her belly to feel the tiny kicks there.

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Y/N does not understand how or why Aegon is still attracted to her in this state. Not when he has prettier whores to bury his cock in. Even so, Y/N allows him to kiss and lick at her greedy little cunt anytime it pleases him.

“My only love,” he murmurs against her inner thigh. “My dearest love.”

And when he fucks her, so soft and sweet; Y/N has no choice but to believe that he loves her as much as he claims.

When they are finished, he breathes in deeply, his ever furrowed brows lulled to submission. Almost as if he were relieved.

“I do love you, Aegon.” Y/N whispers, “I love you with all my heart.”

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They spend days together strolling the garden, sharing secrets and stealing kisses.

At supper Aegon demands a cushion for his sweet love. The weight of their babes, push down on her back and hips. Y/N is terribly uncomfortable, even when she does not speak it, Aegon sees. Everyone sees.

“Make quick work of your food, darling.” Rhaenyra encourages, “so that you might retire early.”

Alicent bites her tongue. Though it is the King’s place to excuse the Princess and not Rhaenyra, she does not wish for Y/N to suffer.

Once Y/N and Aegon are finished, the Prince helps her to stand and when she does…

“What is it?” Aegon fusses about her, desperate to understand why all the blood has drained from her face.

“M-my waters.”

Everything moves out of time. Y/N is whisked away. Aegon is forbade from seeing her as she births their children. He remains close to the door of her chambers, wishing to hold her more than anything. To bring even an ounce of comfort to his wife, but it would be improper. And they must be respectful of tradition.

When the heart wrenching sound of Y/N’s cries begins to quiet, Aegon is informed that he has two daughters. Though his wife has yet to deliver the afterbirth, he forces himself to her side. Despite his mother’s warning.

The babes are perfect, being bathed softly by Y/N’s maid. The Maester working between her trembling knees.

“Y/N,” Aegon cups her cheek.

“Aegon.” She slurs, drunk on milk of the poppy, administered to stitch up where she’d torn.

“You did remarkably.” He kisses her sweat damp forehead.

“A son will be next,” Alicent assures her. They will have to try again.

If looks could kill, Alicent would have fallen over dead at the daggers Rhaenyra shoots her direction. Stroking her daughter’s dark hair affectionately.

Aegon waves his mother way. “Rest now, my dearest love.”

Moments later, when Y/N is long asleep, Aegon holds his daughters for the first time. One in each arm and neither of them cry. He does. Overcome with love for the tiny babes. When they do begin to fuss, Aegon hushes them. “Papa’s got you,” he rocks lightly, switching from foot to foot. “Papa’s here.”

He will never leave or shove them aside, never trade them for a thing in this world. He will be better than his own father. He will spend the rest of his life doting upon them and even still, they will never know how dearly they are loved.

[the-ancient-dragons]

EXTRA OVERCOMPLICATED ICEWIIIIINGS

You know how it goes, Joy Ang is cool and I'm not yadda yadda move on.

Details and explanation below!

Otherwise, next week is the last Pyrrhian tribe: NightWings!!!! See you then!

More overcomplicated dragons.

If the RainWings are the design that destroys Joy's work the least, this one takes the original IceWings and tosses them out the window. Going into this design I knew it would be hard, but boy was I unprepared to get art block for 2 months because of it.

I eventually found my inspiration in the girdled, spiny, and horned lizards, They. Are. So. Freaking cool. If you think a crocodile skink is awesome, look up girdled lizards. Not as fancy with the eyeliner but they are SPIKY!

I fell in love in particular with the giant girdled lizard. I knew I wanted the scales of the IceWing to look rough and like they were made of actual ice or diamonds - or covered in frozen sleet and snow - and this lizard was basically perfect inspo for that. Also, blue spiny lizards. They are basically real life IceWings, full stop.

But even though I had perfect references to draw from, I still struggled with the head shape. I wanted them to feel like a reptilian polar bear, which is why I slightly blunted it, but I think I should have gone with a more angular shape instead. I can always change it later when I do their full-body.

I did have a very fun time with the horns, however. I wanted them to be a mix of narwhal teeth and icicles (yes, narwhal 'horns' are actually overgrown teeth. One tooth, usually, but sometimes they can have two!!). Before I get distracted I should explain how they grow: the scales at the base of the horn are constantly growing and essentially create the horn. That's what gives them their narwhal-like spirals.

I chose a similar approach to the neck spikes (untangling that mess was fun, let me tell you. Grids are very useful when doing many scales/spikes). At the base of each one you'll notice a scale forming it. On the back, I wanted to give a good side profile of the spikes. Technically, they are ever-growing, and need to be trimmed or sharpened constantly.

Now, as I was drawing them, I asked myself: why do IceWings need a mane of spikes?

A stupid question, you might wonder, but to me it's very important. Animals look the way they do for survival. So, while it's important visually for the ice theme, how could they be explained scientifically?

And then, when thinking of polar bears, I got my answer.

How the hell does a giant sparkly dragon hunt in the north? Seals would probably be part of their diet, but it's hard to sneak up on them if you're a ten ton reptilian flying creature, so I imagine they would tackle the problem like a polar bear would by waiting by a breathing hole and pouncing at the right moment. They already look like a frozen snowbank, so that part is easy.

But any hungry polar bear would be doing the same thing, and like a giant dragon, they would be waiting downwind of the breathing hole too. They wouldn't pose a threat to adult dragons or dragonets larger than them, but in real life polar bears are dangerous hunters and prey on humans. Why wouldn't it prey on a dragonet it thinks it can take on? Things in the WOF universe seem to be extra big (or scavengers/humans are tiny) so I think it would be a feasible for a desperate bear to hunt a dragon. They cannibalize, anyway, so going after another apex predator isn't out of the question. In this case, the horns and neck spikes would be a dragonet's saving grace, discouraging attacks from behind and especially on their necks. A bear's teeth could never get through their scales, but they could still crush their airways and choke them, and the spikes would keep them away from their necks and protect them from that fate. As they grow up, the neck spikes' length and strength could be used to determine a dragon's health and help them select good partners.

Finally, continuing with the bear theme: for the scales, I took inspiration from polar bear fur (which is actually hollow) to help design how IceWings preserve their body heat. In polar bears, its used to make them look white by reflecting the light of the sun, but in IceWings it could keep the cold out. Air pockets would create a barrier between them and the outside elements, and whatever gets in would meet their thick layer of fat that does the real warming. Yes, IceWings would be squishy, but you'd probably poke your eye out or stick permanently to their side a la tongue to cold metal pole.

Don't hug IceWings; they're very cold.

[trashcanwithsprinkles]

Hello!

I just binge-read the entirety of your Cyanide Narwhal fic in a day. I absolutely adore it. The slow burn Zhongchi is ALSLAKDKAKD I cannot even describe how much joy this fic has brought me ahhh

I had a question! I was trying to figure out exactly what the earring that Zhongli gives Childe looks like, so if you wouldn't mind, would it be possible to see a sketch? It sounds really pretty, but I can't quite get my brain to form an image accurate to the description in the fic, and now my brain is fixated on it and won't let me rest until I can configure an accurate image 😭

kinda like that, except pretend the golden wave patterns are prettier, and also idk how to draw quartz-adjacent rocks. just- imagine it's semi-transparent and it does all that shiny and light refraction shit quartz does irl,,

from afar i'd probably just draw a white-ish rhombus hahah

[narwhalandchill]

oh my fucking god i feel. SO stupid rn at How i didnt make the (super sane very normal just absolutely. Yes. Surely) connection earlier but uhh

so anyway im now like 89% certain that whatever the "traces" of the narwhal that remain on ajax and facilitate their (ever-growing) innate connection are like. an actually fundamental aspect of it (them?) more or less.

why? because if you consider its pov just for a moment. the narwhal was literally about to depart teyvat for good. it had nearly finished consuming the primordial sea and preparing to breach surface to finish the job by eating the french for the leftovers their human bodies were made from. its an interstellar voyager it does not linger on planets it devours. it goes glug glug and it leaves.

and like if it wasnt for traveler intervening its confirmed through narzissenkreuz and renes world formula that teyvat wouldve just been destroyed. no one could have stopped the narwhal not neuvillette not focalors not anyone.

so what was the one other thing it did right before going for that french brunch? calling for ajax. getting them reunited in the primordial sea. like all the possible implications aside bc theres many different ways to speculate on the exact reasons why and the nature of that link. the point remains.

it wasnt leaving teyvat without finding him.

like the narwhal is about to fucking Dip from this cringe planet and whatever part of it that ajax carries within himself his narwhal Absolutely wanted to be reunited with. what the fuck am i supposed to read from that. hoyo???????!??! answers?!?!?!

and its not only the calling from the narwhal side itself either bc this is ALL coinciding with the growth of a 'restless power' within ajax and his vision malfunctioning (the things celestia is literally confirmed to harvest energy thru to repair its damaged authority) and his connection with the narwhal reaching an actual conscious level (arguably subconscious n emotional too bc i find it Curious his mood is poor right as the narwhal is repeatedly described as positively malding to the point its boss fight mechanic is literally a rage meter). ajax' power is growing. his destiny is starting to shift and something is drawing him to fontaine... right as the narwhal is getting close to finished with the primordial sea. funny how it overlaps eh. how it aligns 🤨🤨 why are they orbiting each other like this (they should kiss)

(& not to even Mention how ajax just Happened to get that absolutely exponential and borderline unbelievable feat of power spike in extending his foul legacy endurance as massively as he did. while. within the primordial sea. with his narwhal. who had at that point all but incorporated the power of that sea into itself. i s2g if childe was getting passive home turf co-op bonus exp with a 4x multiplier automatically the whole 40+ days 💀💀)

[gofishygo]

i had a thought about marine life cod something something sighhhh and now i wanna draw them. all of them.

the first thing i thought of was vampire squid!konig.... you get what i see right, or like, he could be some other (massive) squid

gaz reminds me of a nurse shark.. number one, they're cute and look sweet, number two they look awfully boopable🎀🎀 there's no number three but just look at pictures of them that's literally gaz

soap would be a ray maybe?? specifically a spotted eagle ray. he could be a narwhal too because they're silly <3

phantom jellyfish!ghost obviously!!!

i'm thinking price could be a whale, but i'm not sure what yet? i;m so indecisive... beluga!price or humpback whale!price, perhaps?

and nikolai is a pilot whale like are you joking

i have no ideas for the others yet sadly because i have a little pea brain, but ill probably come up with some things soon...

fellow anon, DRAW THEM . I LOVE MARINE LIFE COD AUS SO MUCH RRHHRHRHRHRHRHRHHRHRHRHRHHRHRHRHHRHRHRHRHRHHRHRHRHHRHRHRHH !!!!!!!!! please pleasep lease dra them if u have time ....... they give me brain juices... .. . .. .

yayaya !!!! konig could definetly be a vampire squid !! tbh ive always seen him as maybe under the octopoda order (mostly due to the insane amounts of cthulu nd octo konig in this fandom) but i can certainly see him as a vampire squid !!! he gives the vibes- generally trying to contain the power he has and not get unnecessary blood on his hands (vampire squids are detritivore) nd a lot less menacing than it seems . more of an avoidant personality as well !!

and YAYAYYYAYAYYA gas is definitely some type of less aggressive shark !!! honestly nurse shark matches him the best but i occasionally believe he is a catshark or epaulette , they're easygoing and docile (IF UNPROVOKED) and so so cutie patootie i project my fav sharks on him bc he is my fav character

and soap does give ray vibes, but hear me out : eel soap >!?!! especially variants that hunt via electricity (like him !! but he uses bombs that arent necessarily IEDs but SAME THING) and r super duper energetic a lot , but oh em gee,,,,,,, he would make such a good spotted eagle ray .....

ok we all agree on phantom jelly ghost its cannon guys he is literally the big mysterious jelly

and price , although i like to think of him as a great white (better dynamics w/ other characters), he honestly would match a lot of species of whale much better . i forgot the name of this species specifically , but i do believe it was some type of bleaked whale ?? they scar white from injuries over time, and have a long lifespan . most of them will turn white over their lifespan due to the injuries that they get, and i think that does go after price's military career and how his scars the events he's lived through have sort of become part of him (ghost could definitely be this species too now i think about it), and how he's lived past points where his allies have fallen .

OK NIK AS A PILOT WHALE . YEYSYYEYS THATS FUNNY AS FUCK HAIJASHFKFH

i would like to think that laswell would be some form of species of whale , maybe one that is intelligent and capable of many forms of mutalism relationships due to her being ... yknow .... insanely based ....

makarov would be an orca. highly intelligent, only realised to be extremely dangerous once studied. ganging up on every fucking fish in the world. capable of competing with other apex predators like great whites.

graves.... unpopular opinion, but he is a stonefish . sneaky bastard and incredibly fucking dangerous . but stupid looking and a silly skrumkle very much so .

nyways i am too tired to think but i will go to sleep dreaming of the 141 eating salmon tonight ......... thank u very mysterious but very lovely fishy anon ...........

[zhongrin]

Mochi: "To every guys who are aiming for Rin, I hope you read the sign I put up in front of her teahouse, 'kay?"

Indeed. Just like what Mochi had said, there was a sign, a wooden one. From the looks of it, the sign was just placed there, not a single scratch or any defect on the wooden board. The writing on it still looked visible as well, and it seemed to be written by Rin, the owner of the teahouse, too. It wrote in simple calligraphy, "no chalks or narwhals. no emos, boomer only (aka my husband)".

Mochi: "Please be self aware and don't bother her — especially you, the emo one!"

i wanted to draw a comic of this but my brain isn't brainingー

zhongli: huge pass. vvip. roll out the red carpets. he's always welcomed in.

al haitham: *conveniently ignores the sign as he's reading his book* (mochi on the side: hEY THATS UNFAIR-)

wriothesley: *glances at the sign* *gives me the wettest, most earth-shatteringly adorable pair of puppy eyes* (ends up allowed to enter because i am weak)

xiao, my adopted son: *materializes in front of the teahouse, sees sign, does a 180* ("WAIT NO SON WAIT WAIT WAIー")

the sign gets taken off the next day 💀

context: based on this response and this convo:

[everlastiingiimmortals]

[Kiss and Tell]

A kiss to prove you don’t have feelings for them.

Luocha to Jing Yuan :>

Kiss and Tell. not accepting! | @celestial-narwhal

The kiss is vicious, harsh, and all teeth.

How they'd ended up like this didn't matter. Overwork and long, sleepless nights had led to Jing Yuan eating less regularly than he should, a phenomenon that was unfortunately not uncommon as of late. Like every one of their encounters, he'd met the merchant in some hidden corner after a drawn out game of cat and mouse, running circles around each other; like every time Jing Yuan revealed himself to Luocha in this state, he noticed the way Luocha's eyes roamed over his slimmer frame, the way his armor didn't hug his waist as snugly. He noticed the way Luocha's lips pursed minutely. And like every other reunion, his eyes crinkled up into a smile and he'd ducked down to be level with Luocha, tilting his head with a sweet "Shall we have something to eat, dear merchant?"

One thing had led to another and before he knew it, Luocha had piled his plate up to the heavens -- and then some -- with succulent meats, fluffy rice, and savory vegetables. Despite his protests, Luocha spooned him yet another bowl of chicken mushroom soup whilst staring him down with a dark glower; a clear warning to shut his mouth and eat.

Naturally, Jing Yuan had done no such thing.

"Oh? You feed me like a wife, darling merchant," He'd teased. Luocha's shoulders tensed, the sound of his crisp leather glove creaking under the grip he had on the ladle only spurring Jing Yuan to lean in with a low purr. "Could it be... you love me like one t--" He hadn't gotten to finish his sentence before Luocha had grabbed him by the strap of his collar and dragged him in without warning.

Their teeth clack painfully as they collide. Luocha bites down on his lip unforgivingly; it splits with a well of blood, and not even Jing Yuan can avoid flinching at the sharp sting. The merchant swipes his tongue over Jing Yuan's lip before drawing back, keeping the general from chasing after his mouth with his fist still harshly gripping Jing Yuan's collar. As his green eyes lose their momentary, subtle vibrancy, Jing Yuan can see his own reflection: wide-eyed, stunned, perhaps a little flushed; Luocha, by contrast, is as cold and composed as ever.

"If I loved you," Luocha hisses, twisting his wrist so that the pressure around Jing Yuan's neck tightens. The fastener on his collar threatens to snap. "I wouldn't kiss you like that."

Jing Yuan does not answer immediately, instead bringing a thumb to his lip. It comes away clean. "I think," he says slowly, "you are a liar." He attempts to draw closer again, and this time, though he does not let up on his grip, Luocha does not fight his advance. "You healed my lip," Jing Yuan taps the newly closed wound and Luocha scowls, an expression Jing Yuan is certain only he has had the privilege of seeing on the merchant's beautiful, impassive face. He smiles in response. "How sweet of you." Luocha does not stop him from closing the gap to purr into his ear, even if he pushes lightly against Jing Yuan's throat in protest.

"You know I like your love bites either way."

[grislyintentions]

Continued from: here (x) || @celestial-narwhal

Different huh....a gentle curve of her lips draw a pleased smile. "Good answer." Blade's grip upon her wrist is one bordering on uncomfortable; akin to the unforgiving metal of steel handcuffs biting into skin. But just as he follows her lead in this little dance of theirs, she hardly complains about his missteps. All there is to do is to adjust after all. So adjust she does. Until their steps are perfectly aligned once again.

Kafka brushes her thumb against Blade's cheek, lightly caressing in smooth repeated motions. She traces the shadows of his undereye as though to wipe off imaginary tears from the mara afflicted swordsman in well practised affection.

"It doesn't change the script," the stellaron hunter hummed in agreement. "You on the other hand have changed quite a bit from when we first met."

[the-ninja-legacy-whip]

hey! this is chance & here’s the prompt for week 6. what are your oc's bedrooms like? messy? neat? carefully designed? or a collection of their favorite things? you can verbally describe or use photos, whatever you think is best.

Ooh! If I could draw rn I’d be all over this, so a verbal description will have to do!

Jesse: Tries to keep his room neat, but has a few things out of place here and there. His room is a light gray, with black furniture (shelves, bed frame, desks, etc) and pink accents (I.e. his blankets, pillow, and rug). Has a lock on his door to stop his sister (Miranda) from poking in his stuff. His shelves are full of tricks and magic props, along with some prizes he’s won from a few magic shows (including a certain bouquet he received at a school talent show). Has a small(ish) tv in his room with some gaming stuff, but not as extensively as his sister. Has a little study book for school and has some photos of his friends Antonia took hanging around, but for an otherwise magic guy his room is pretty average. (He did kick the screen out of his window in case of need of a quick escape, however.)

Miranda: Extremely messy. Clothes everywhere, garbage flowing out of the trash, empty energy drink cans everywhere…generally a slob. The cleanest part of her room is her gaming setup and what’s she’s got going on at her desk (laptop + tablet + a bunch of storage towers). She’s got posters of indie bands no one’s heard of across her room, along with strings of mismatched neon lights. She keeps a few academic awards she’s won on her shelves, though those are just collecting dust. Her room is a deep purple, with blackout curtains so she can sleep in (and makes it all the more jarring when her mother whips them open to wake her up).

Olivia: Has two rooms—one in the evil secret lair she works at and another at a motel she used to stay at, but both are the same: relatively messy, and she spends very little time in either one. The one at the lair is at least painted in blues, but otherwise has very little in the way of personalization. The messiest it gets is discarded clothes on the floor and the occasional snack wrapper. Her bed is a water bed, and she does sleep with a stuffed shark.

Bridget: Unlike Olivia has a very clean and organized room, and personalized to her taste. Filled with shelves of books and a supercomputer the size of half the wall, she’s not lacking in access to information at a moment’s notice, and always keeps track of what’s going on within the lair at all times. Her bed is hard as a rock yet filled to the brim with soft pillows and blankets. Her room is sea foam green but sophisticated as ever, save for the stuffed narwhal she claims she does not own.

Sunni: Her room started off yellow until she decided that was too bright, and started painting it light blue, but got tired halfway through and now it’s yellow-with-blue-stripes-of-different-sizes, but she likes it. Has three windows with white curtains to always let in the natural light, and due to having six siblings also has a door lock to maintain her privacy (and sanity). Has a little pastel pink beanbag chair in the corner for reading, with two wooden shelves for books and a few awards and certificates from science fairs. Has a small flatscreen on her wall, but mainly watches anime and the weather channel (and the news when there’s a crisis). Has pastel sheets on her bed, and all her pillows are shaped like fluffy white clouds (and she cares not if it’s childish, it’s cute)

Harleigh: Doesn’t really have a “room” for a very long time, but were she to, y’know, eventually find a place to stay, she would almost never bother keeping it neat until being gently suggested to do so, but also wouldn’t have very much in the way of personalization either. …and yet, the nice warm bed and the knowing of having a place to return to is nice enough in and of itself.

[malevon]

sticky note doodles at work. i miss them

[mahou-furbies]

I apologize if you have answered this sort of question before, but do you take art commissions of Magical Girl OCs? If not, do you know of anyone who does?

I don't really do commissions any more, it would cause issues with my actual work and if I'm up for drawing other people's ideas I can just open requests for a bit. But I do see other people's commissions being open from time to time on my dash, @bunnymajo has commissions open and I also remember seeing commission info posts from @allimocha and @narwhal-art-space (sorry if they're not currently open). @marighoul 's commissions are currently closed, but consider giving her a follow to see if they open up again at some point!

[eldragon-x]

please talk about the symbolism in your killer/sword whale drawing if you want i'd love to know your thoughts behind it

under the cut because its a little long and also theres spoilers and I still got mutuals watching the show 👍

All the cetaceans are more or less supposed to represent characters from the show. Narwhals are famously called the unicorns of the sea. In the drawing they can either represent the Student Council or how the Student Council views Anthy.

The orca with blood around it's mouth is supposed to represent Anthy. Some people may consider orcas awful or even a genuine threat to the ecosystem because they're terrifyingly talented apex predators, but when it comes down to it they're just trying to survive.

It's strange that the Narwhals swim along here considering not only are orcas really dangerous, but there's blood in the water. But maybe they're oblivious, or here to obscure the blood.

Now the orca with the bite wound is more ambiguous. Does it represent Utena, who learns to get on an eye-level with Anthy and gains a view of her as a real person not clouded by romanticization? Is it Dios/Akio who was supposedly wounded by Anthy and will always hold that over her and keep her trapped in the tower? Is it Anthy herself, biting herself in the tail and swimming around the tower in circles? Maybe it represents her future self, ahead of who she's right now but still scarred by the past.

[ayoharuko]

hey hey back with yet another request!

don't mind me im very creative and need my ideas fulfilled by talented people :)

toko and angie from danganronpa with an ultimate environmentalist boyfriend or s/o

bye bye!

Ty for the request! I’m so sorry that this took long, if u haven't seen my pinned post aka most recent hiatus post I was admitted in the hospital. I’m really sorry again and I hope that this makes up for it :) Reader is gender neutral btw~

REMINDER: These characters does not belong to me but belongs to Kazutaka Kodaka. Also this is fictional work so please try not to take them too seriously :3

Toko and Angie from Danganronpa with an Ultimate Environmentalist S/O

~Toko Fukawa~ (Ultimate Writing Prodigy)

- If I have to be honest..Toko doesn't really care-

- She just loves you and that’s it! But she does think your talents pretty cool...like protecting the environment from disgusting pigs- I mean people...is pretty cool to her!

- When your name is mentioned on the news she feels pride rise in her chest and is just overall very proud of you!

- If it makes you happy..she’ll participant in any events that are held by you and she’ll even write a whole book about protecting the environment!

- She’ll ask to tell her your experiences as a Environmentalist...don’t ask her what its for just tell her! She’ll definitely not use your story on a new book she's working on that’s about you no..no she's not....

‘’W-W-What? W-Wait don’t look at my laptop! I-I..Its not done y-yet...what’s n-not done y-yet? D-Don’t ask!’’

~Angie Yonaga~ (Ultimate Artist)

- Now Angie really cares! says that Atua sent you from heaven to this earth to help with nature~

-While your going about your duties aka cleaning up a few things in a forest, she will be right behind you...drawing you :)

- She thanks Atua for sending such a humble and down to earth person to her because your just so kind!

- Her art pieces are now gonna be nature related! and of course she's gonna tell everyone that it’s inspired by you~

- Angie will also be willing to participant in any events or fundraisers you hold! She just wants to help you but she covers that up by saying Atua just wants to help you :3

- She loves you..she really does and she loves how much you love nature~

‘’Ah my muse! Do you like this new painting I painted? It is inspired by you and by nature of course~’’

Doneeee~

Again I'm so sorry for doing your request late and tysm for being patient :)

See you guys on my next post!~

Reblogs and Feedback/Comments are always appreciated! :3

Edited by @purpi-narwhale

[bonecouch]

cant aqualad just tell it to fuck off? i know its not a fish but he was able to command a narwhal before so. does he draw the line at things with legs? what about crustaceans?