#this is not a place of quality

[wantonlywindswept]

Good Dad Paz ficbit pt 2

bc apparently i am doing a writing now, part one here

what is tone? what is pacing? what is the star wars timeline and how the fuck does the tribe fit into it???

don’t look at me, i don’t know her! watch me handwave everything about paz’s backstory instead

also it’s canon that mandalorians monologue at babies now, i don’t make the rules

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Mandalore was inhabitable.

Well, Mandalore was either inhabitable or Din had seriously fucked up, because almost as soon as Paz landed, he was nearly bowled over by a full-grown Alamite flying at his face. The Alamite was followed by a hoverpram carrying Din's child, who wore a distressed expression and no environmental protection whatsoever.

The N-1 was nearby but Din himself was nowhere to be seen, which meant that he probably had, in fact, fucked up.

Paz quickly stepped over the body, no longer quite so concerned with his helmet's pressurization as the pram bumped against his knees. He crouched down and reached out to cradle the foundling's head in his palm, feeling downturned ears trembling against his hand. 

"It's okay, little one," he said gently. "Where is your father?"

A tiny hand curled around one of his fingers. The other hand pointed toward the cave entrance Paz had originally been going toward, the child looking there before turning back to Paz with expectant hope. 

"You know the way?"

"Leh!"

"Alright then."

Paz scooped the foundling up in one arm, settling him in the crook of his elbow as he pulled out the heavy-duty blaster that hung from his hip. His assault cannon was still slung over his back, and he would put the kid back into the pram if he needed to, but it was hard to offer comfort from a distance. 

Small claws tapped against his cuirass and the child cooed softly, laying his head against the beskar. He seemed settled by the familiar sound, so Paz made sure he was secure against his chest before heading in the direction the little hand was pointing. The cave was less a cave and more just a jagged opening between chunks of trinitite, which followed a path down toward the ruins of Sundari.

Paz remembered - very distantly - traveling to the city when he was a child. It was long before the Night of a Thousand Tears, and nearly a year before the civil war that would fracture their people better than the Empire ever could. 

He'd been just old enough to notice, even then, how different his group was from the other Mandalorians they encountered. Only guards and soldiers - of which they saw many, followed suspiciously as they were from touchdown to takeoff - donned armor. The rest of the population in Sundari wore soft clothes and no helmets at all, extraordinarily scandalous but also apparently so normal to them that it was Paz's group that was being stared at.

It had been his first foray off of Concordia; he hadn't enjoyed it. Neither had the other children, all recently sworn to the Creed and taken to proudly record their names in the Registers. By the end of the trip, they'd all trudged back aboard the transport quiet and huddled together, eager to leave Mandalore and return to the proper, familiar ways of the Tribe.

"You know," he mused as they descended into the city, "I was once a foundling, too."

"Brr?"

"Yes, like you and your father," he agreed. "But I was found at a younger age, and adopted into one of the lesser branches of Clan Vizsla."

It wasn't as though Paz had expected Sundari to be in good condition, but the city was even less than a wreck. Only the vaguest sense of civilization could be found in the ruins, in the rusting panes of durasteel and the beskar skeletons of buildings. If - when - he retrieved his sorry excuse of a brother, they would have to see if any of the scraps were good enough to bring back to the Armorer.

His adoptive parents would probably have called the idea of picking through the city's beskar bones sacrilegious, but Paz always had found himself to be more of a practical sort.

"Bah!"

"Yes, alright."

Paz obediently headed in the direction the child pointed, absently bouncing him in his arm as the hoverpram followed behind them. If his memory of Sundari's map was correct, they were definitely not going in the direction of the Civic Center - which was on par for Din's navigation skills, really. 

Paz tilted his head down to look into big brown eyes.

"Do not," he ordered, "Turn out like your dad."

The child cooed. 

Then he smacked Paz in the face and giggled.

Clearly, a lost cause.

They made their way down a large tunnel that might once have been part of the sewer system, an irony that was not lost on Paz in the least, and had to deal with a few more Alamites. The glimpses of sunlight visible through the collapsed dome disappeared into darkness as they went deeper. When the tunnel began lightening up again with the warm flickers of lamp and firelight, he slowed to a halt, the child a knot of tension in his arm.

"Brr," the child whined, insistent but quiet, pointing to the curve in the tunnel ahead. Paz knelt down and helped him clamber back into the pram.

"I'll go get your father," he said softly, wrapping the blankets around the kid's small body, pulling them over his head. "You stay here where it's safe, alright? Stay in there and don't come out until one of us comes to get you."

The child whined again, sinking down into the blankets with his ears lowered unhappily. Paz ran a gentle hand over his head before standing back up, waiting for the pram's shell to snap shut before holstering his heavy pistol and pulling the assault cannon from his back.

He pushed the pram behind an outcropping of rock and strode forward with a sharp grin.

It was a good day for someone else to die.

[pt 3]

[dreamquestofunknownkadath]

One of my favorite genres of post

[o0kawaii0o]

"Link, you must find me"

!! Spoiler version under cut !!

The Dragon's Tears

[finleycannotdraw]

No Place Like Home

Sometime after everything, Mobius ends up in Don’s place on the timeline and settles in. Loki is slowly but surely figuring out a way to leave the tree for longer periods of time. He wasn’t sure if Mobius would remember him, but loves him too much to stay away entirely even if he didn’t.

But Mobius does remember him, and his script flies out the window.

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I’m so utterly obsessed with these guys,,,, they just need to be silly dads in suburban cleveland,,,

for some reason I could not find any reference pictures for the kids? that’s why they’re a bit less fleshed out than loki and mobius. plus I don’t usually draw children, so 🤷‍♂️

I might have to make this a continuing au because my need for domestic fluff is already outweighing my need for sleep

[fudgecake-charlie]

"rebelle painter has an in depth brush engine to simulate traditional painting techniques" is all well and good until you only use your digital painting method. at least the impasto is really pretty

[mr-doodles]

It's the Mad Dogs!

I wanted to make them a touch more intimidating. Each of them separately under the cut!

[supersgirls]

THE LAST OF US 1.04 preview

[shriika]

thinking about a younger katerina

[putting-kinger-in-places]

(???), Real Life!

[cardentist]

I love yuri memes, but at this point it feels like half the time the joke is just "romance between queer men is shallow and meaningless," and I'm being expected to laugh at it when I'm the butt of said joke

[homiro]

Quinta da Regaleira, Sintra, Portugal (circa 2009)

[lovexmemonster]

#1 iruma fans!

that one twitter redraw trend but i made it. love trio

[cuubism]

I didn't even share any exterior shots with you all. Failure.

Go to the New Inn it only takes an hour and a half to get to from central London 😂

Can't miss it the sign is painted on like 50 times, presumably so Dream would DEFINITELY find it.

No WAY Dream can miss this. Well, maybe he can, he can be a bit dense at times.

THE NEW INN! TOP LONDON ATTRACTION! (in my heart)

[ash-and-starlight]

Hey! I wanted to ask if you can recommend any websites or something similar that are helpful in learning how to draw various ethnicities especially when it comes to facial features? I would really like to get better at drawing people from all corners of the world and do so respectfully, but it seems the only websites I've found in terms of photo ref are like Pinterest and show little variation in people's features, are "model" pictures, or are heavily filtered... Others are just obviously AI.

What I'm looking for are just photos of ordinary people with all sorts of features, of all sorts of ages etc if you know what I mean?

I have some practice in this area, but not nearly as much as I would like to.

I'm asking you because I really love your art for fandoms like the radiant emperor, blue eye samurai and ATLA and the way you draw the characters. Your art style is beautiful and your taste in media amazing 😌

Maybe you or your followers can help? :)

Hi!! Right off the bat there are two sites i think could fit with what you're looking for, one is the Humanae project by the photographer Angèlica Dass

and the other is the gallery of Jimmy Nelson's portraits, his website is genuinely so amazing to explore

if you're looking for something like this i think that looking into the work of potrait/travel/street photographers is the way to go. If someone knows & wants to point out more resources feel free to add them here i'd love to see it too 👀

[starfiresky]

I wanna show you the coolest thing ever:

My grandma made all of this from scratch and SURPRISED me with it!!!!!

The red is fabric is textured and the edges of the collar actually go up naturally. It doesn’t look real!!!

She even added Oblivion on the zipper pull because she knows that’s my favorite keyblade 🥺

To make things more incredible:

SHE PAINTED EVERY. SINGLE. SQAURE ON. And it looks and feels PRINTED.

I am never taking this thing off. I can never repay my Grandma. 😭😭😭 I have never in my entire life seen a more perfect replica of Roxas’s fit. Everywhere I had looked online they just didn’t look the best. This one looks real, like it was pulled out of the game, and it’s actually so comfortable (I can see why Roxas wears it every day in Twilight Town.) I didn’t use any filters on these photos, the colors are actually that perfect.

[s-aint-elmo]

digging out my eah content part 3: the monster/fairytale culture shock we deserved

ID: a set of sketchy digital comics of c.a. cupid using monster high slang in ever after. set one features cupid popping up behind cerise hood.

cupid: hey, beastie! cerise: what. cupid: what? cupid and cerise hold an awkward silence. cerise, snapping her fingers: ohhhh, is that slang? cerise: ahaha okay don’t mind me (louder:) haha cedar wait up

set two features ashlynn ella showing an excited cupid her sketchbook.

ashlynn: what do you think of my new designs? cupid: oh, total freak chic, ashlynn! ashlynn: ashlynn, tearing up: you could have just said you didn’t like them...

the final image is blondie lockes thoughtfully tapping away at her mirrorpad as cupid, off-screen, exclaims “fangtastic!” “clawsome!” “furricious!”