Tuesday, October 21, 2014
asmartkid:

Why we should use SAGA (Sexuality And Gender Acceptance) as the new term for the LGBT community:
It’s easy to say
It includes everyone without having 3 billion letters in the acronym
Saga means “a long story of heroic achievement” which is an excellent way to describe the movement
It sounds hella cool

It doesn’t sound like you’re ordering a sandwich

asmartkid:

Why we should use SAGA (Sexuality And Gender Acceptance) as the new term for the LGBT community:

  • It’s easy to say
  • It includes everyone without having 3 billion letters in the acronym
  • Saga means “a long story of heroic achievement” which is an excellent way to describe the movement
  • It sounds hella cool
  • It doesn’t sound like you’re ordering a sandwich

a-creepy-weirdo-has:

bitcheslovemyjingleballs:

a-creepy-weirdo-has:

what do birds do 

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I apologise for my ignorance, birds are important

thegoddessofsin

If my character were an angel, what would they be guardian over?

inboxideas:

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merek-the-californian-wild-fire:

//ITS TIME FOR SPOOPTOBER

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"Well, this calls for celebration. IM FUCKING INVINCIBLE!"

"Care to test that then?"

thelastknightofbalder said: "One night, no repercussions?" The knight's eyes wandered towards Felcia's wings. "I shall admit, I have always wondered how soft those were... T'would probably ask to touch them."

guardianfelcia:

thelastknightofbalder:

guardianfelcia:

After blinking a few times, the guardian extended her wings, much like one would hold out their hands for a handshake. “I wouldn’t object to you touching them.” She said, offering a small smile. “They’re of fine make, a simple touch won’t cause them to break.”

The knight stretched out his hand, then hesitated before finally placing the tips of his fingers on the edge of Felcia’s wing. This lead to then stroking the feathers, admiring how soft they were. Absentmindedly a smile formed on his face.

"Yes, they’re of quite fine make indeed. Very soft, and warm."

Her feathers were not only as  soft as the belly of a cat, but warm, too; in fact, one could almost go as far as to say petting her wings was like petting the belly of a cat that had been napping in the sun, as cats are prone to do. 
She couldn’t help but giggle just a little at his reaction, the wings fluttering gently under his touch. “It’s hard for most out-of-towners to believe that iimes of need, they can become as solid as stone. It’s rather brilliant.”

"I can see why they’d find it hard to believe…" he responded, still in wonder at the softness of the feathers. Whatever reservation that was present originally about touching Felcia’s wings was completely gone as Frantz continued to stroke them.

"They are certainly both superior in softness and warmth to any blanket or garment I have ever felt before," Frantz stops and turns his gaze from Felcia’s wing back to her face. "Thank you for indulging me, even if it were an odd request."

Monday, October 20, 2014

thelastknightofbalder said: "Have we met before?"

glacieslivens:

thelastknightofbalder:

glacieslivens:

Hm? The thief glanced at the other, studying him for a moment, only for a name to pop up in his mind.

… Frantz? We’ve met before, yes! Do you not remember me?

A light chuckle escaped him, though it was slightly uneasy—forgetfulness was a bad sign as an undead.

Frantz responded with his own weak chuckle, laced with trace amounts of worry.

"You’re that…Vinheimian thief…Terres, wasn’t it? You’ll have to forgive, never was good with names, heh heh…"

That’s me—th’one and only! At least—that I know of, He stated, a hand finding its way to rest upon his hip.

        “ What have you been up to, friend? Terres asked as a comforting smile gracing his lips.

"Surviving," the knight stated matter-of-factually. "It appears you have been doing the same."

danshive:

morph-locked:

just a comparison between Suigimori’s official character art from Omega Ruby and Alpha Sapphire  to the originals. The redesigns are pretty great in my opinion

This could sincerely be used in a cartooning class with the intent of teaching the importance of action lines and expressive characters.

softheartheavyhammer

thelastknightofbalder said: "One night, no repercussions?" The knight's eyes wandered towards Felcia's wings. "I shall admit, I have always wondered how soft those were... T'would probably ask to touch them."

guardianfelcia:

After blinking a few times, the guardian extended her wings, much like one would hold out their hands for a handshake. “I wouldn’t object to you touching them.” She said, offering a small smile. “They’re of fine make, a simple touch won’t cause them to break.”

The knight stretched out his hand, then hesitated before finally placing the tips of his fingers on the edge of Felcia’s wing. This lead to then stroking the feathers, admiring how soft they were. Absentmindedly a smile formed on his face.

"Yes, they’re of quite fine make indeed. Very soft, and warm."

Sunday, October 19, 2014

thelastknightofbalder said: [pushing too hard] Frantz hands Felcia a clump of green blossom. "Here, consume this, bitter stuff, but should give you some more energy."

guardianfelcia:

Felcia glanced up, having been leaning against one of her swords in order to remain standing. Tired, sweating and panting from hours of training, the guardian still managed to reach out and take the offered moss. “…Thank you, Sir Frantz.” She said, managing a tired smile. 

"Think nothing of it, just glad to be of aid."

When is a monster not a monster?
Oh, when you love it.
Caitlyn Siehl (via insanity-here-i-come)

offline

[heading out for work, be back later.]

thelastknightofbalder said: trick or treat

guardianfelcia:

thelastknightofbalder:

guardianfelcia:

guardianfelcia:

13. Passionate kiss on the lips

"… H-how about some sweets instead, Sir Frantz?" 

-

With a nervous smile, Felcia briefly darted back into her home, and was barely gone for a minute when she returned again. Of course, now she had a large bowl of brightly-colored treats under her arm. 

"Take your pick! I’m sure whatever you find will be rather pleasing to the tongue."

…Of course, upon realizing what she SAID, the guardian hid her beet red face with her free hand, trying (and failing) to not look panicked. 

Fortunately for the guardian, the innuendo went totally over Frantz’s head as he continued to eye the offered treats. He decided on what appeared to be come type of candied slice of fruit.

"Thank you Felci—Are you alright?" He had paused when he looked up from the bowl back to the guardian, and saw her red face. His brows furrowed with concern.

"Are you feeling well?"

"…It’s… it’s unseasonably warm for this time of year, d-don’t you think? She managed to stutter, forcing a smile onto her face. Of course, she jumped slightly upon realizing that, too, could be innuendo.

So, without another word, the woman retreated back inter house and slammed the door shut. 

Frantz just stood outside the house, utterly confused by what happened. Was it really that warm out? If so, he hadn’t noticed. Then again, he was wearing significantly less clothes than the guardian. Significantly less clothes…Felcia…Suddenly the knight was feeling the heating effects of this placebo sun as well.

He flips down his visor in embarrassment and begins to walk away, mumbling to himself, “P-perhaps I should get a pair of pants…”

thelastknightofbalder said: trick or treat

guardianfelcia:

thelastknightofbalder:

guardianfelcia:

13. Passionate kiss on the lips

"… H-how about some sweets instead, Sir Frantz?" 

Frantz wasn’t aware of what was written on the piece of parchment that Felcia read, so he just nodded his head and smiled.

"Yes, that would be nice."

With a nervous smile, Felcia briefly darted back into her home, and was barely gone for a minute when she returned again. Of course, now she had a large bowl of brightly-colored treats under her arm. 

"Take your pick! I’m sure whatever you find will be rather pleasing to the tongue."

…Of course, upon realizing what she SAID, the guardian hid her beet red face with her free hand, trying (and failing) to not look panicked. 

Fortunately for the guardian, the innuendo went totally over Frantz’s head as he continued to eye the offered treats. He decided on what appeared to be come type of candied slice of fruit.

"Thank you Felci—Are you alright?" He had paused when he looked up from the bowl back to the guardian, and saw her red face. His brows furrowed with concern.

"Are you feeling well?"

[So you know how when you’re playing you’ll see people’s ghosts randomly? I totally just saw a guy that was definitely doing a Ganondorf cosplay build. And it looked awesome. Red hair and beard, the greenish skin, full Drakeblood set with the Bone King crown, and the Fume Greatsword. I want to make this build now.]