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One of my favorite Faust interactions XD
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Little Smiles
Three short stories of how the Songbirds and the Love Interests Share Special Smiles. I wanted to include all of them in someway so that's why these are a bit more like drabbles and they are special to each character.
True Smile (Lark/Muriel)
It was on a summer evening when Muriel saw it again. Muriel didn’t even realize it until he looked up from the tapestry in his lap and looked across the firelit room. Ianna was asleep in her spot, happily snoring as Lark sat not far away studying his own tapestry with a surprisingly careful eye. Muriel watched Lark for a bit, feeling something was different but unable to put his finger on it. The younger man was humming to a tune Muriel could not place but that wasn’t anything new. Where Muriel was silent Lark was always making some kind of noise. The only time he could ever truly be quiet was when he was asleep though not always. It had bothered Muriel in the beginning, but it had started to grow on him like the rest of Lark. But that wasn’t it…. wait…
                Lark was smiling.
                It was calm, a small upturn of the lips that would have been missed if someone wasn’t looking carefully. It made Muriel pause a moment as he realized that this was a rare occurrence. He had witnessed it before, a few times on their journey together, mostly when they were being honest with each other. But, here, in their home, where there was no journey to make nor dangers to face...
                It was comfortable.
                Muriel rose from his seat and moved quietly over to the other side of the room. Lark looked up as he came over, still smiling. “Sorry, was I humming too loud?”
                Muriel shook his head as he sat down, his body bumping Lark’s gently as they were now very close. “It’s nicer over here,” he said. He felt a happy warmth spread through him as Lark’s smile grew a little and felt a little bit of weight as Lark leaned against him.
                Muriel’s lips turned upwards as the humming continued.
Side Note:
*This story was inspired by the Vocaloid song ‘Pierrot’ which has always made me think of the emotional journey between Lark and Muriel (with Lark being the nameless clown). My favorite cover is by a youtuber Ashe who I think sounds a lot like what I Imagine Lark’s singing voice to sound like.
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Playful Smile (Sparrow/Julian)
“I can’t thank you and Julian enough for what you have done for these children,” Mother Dolores said one sunny afternoon.
                Sparrow laughed as she watched Julian, currently the villainous Captain Devorak, run after the many children who were screaming and laughing as he charged after then again, chasing them from one side of the courtyard to the next. “You don’t have to thank us mother. I think in all honestly this is Julian’s favorite day of the month.”
                “I think it’s the orphan’s favorite day as well,” Dolores agreed, letting out her own little laugh as she watched the scene. “They rarely get an adult playmate who is so animated as the doctor is. He really is like a child himself.”
                “Don’t I know it,” Sparrow sighed happily. It was nice to see Julian let loose and not look like he was carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. She wished there could be more moments like these. Just as the thought hit her she watched as Julian tripped trying to snag another child and took a face plant into the pavement causing several of the kids to cry out in surprise. She could hear Dolores cry out, but Sparrow was quick to move, kneeling at the motionless doctor’s side. “Julian! Darling, are you okay?”
                Julian’s lips turned upwards as with his one visible eye he gave a quick wink before shutting it again.
                Sparrow looked around at all the concerned child faces gathered around and realized exactly the part she would have to play. Carefully she flipped Julian on to his back, noting any battle wounds and then dramatically put one hand to her heart and her other wrist to her forehead. “Oh, my darling Julian! Please children! I can’t bare to look! Will you see if he is breathing?!”
                The children peered in cautiously, whispering concerns and hopes that their large playmate was okay. Right when they were all close enough Julian’s eyes snapped open and he burst upwards, uttering a sound of excitement as all the children jumped back in terror and surprise. “You think that a simple fall can defeat the famed Captain Devorak?! It would take a greater fall then that to defeat me!”
                The children cheered as the chase began once again.
                As the sun set in the evening, Julian and Sparrow said goodbye to all the children. A little girl tugged at Julian’s shirt and the doctor squatted down to look her in the face. “Is there something I can do for you my dear?” he asked smiling. The girl said nothing, but wrapped her arms around the doctor’s neck in a tight hug and placed a paper in his hand before running off to join the other children for supper. Julian’s face was beat red as Sparrow helped him out of the building, her arm wrapped around his waist with one of his arms wrapped around her shoulders. The paper turned out to be a picture, a childlike drawing of the doctor and all the children with the words ‘Thank you Doctor Devorak’ in big letters across the bottom.
                Sparrow smiled as she gave Julian a little squeeze. “We’ll have to get it framed.”
                “Indeed,” Julian said, a smile gracing his features. “I think I have the perfect spot in my office for it.”
                “Though first, we probably should take care of that headwound from earlier as well as that knee that I figure must be the size of a pumpkin by now.”
                Julian laughed and winced as he leaned on Sparrow for support. The scrape on his forehead was still rather red though luckily wasn’t bleeding, even though it was noticeable. “A few battle scars are worth it when it comes to the enjoyment of those children!” Julian declared. “Plus, if anything it gets me a night under the tender care of my favorite doctor who isn’t actually a doctor.”
                “Oh, who is that exactly?”
                “Why you my dear Sparrow, I trust no hands but yours to treat my wounds and my heart,”
Side Note:
*I imagine that as a part of cleaning up the city an orphanage is finally built and you know Julian is fighting every darn doctor in that city to take care of those kids. It maybe only once a month but heck if he is going to let anyone else have one of his favorite days.
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Heartfelt Smile (Robin/Asra)
It started in his chest. He could feel a warmth that spread outwards like a fire, not burning but enough to warm his inner being. Robin recognized the magic nature of it almost immediately as a little smile tugged at his lips.
                “You seem to be in a good mood,” Sparrow mused, giving him a bit of a waggling eyebrow.
                Robin laughed. “It’s just a nice day is all.”
                “Sure, it is,” Sparrow answered, rolling her eyes playfully.
                She couldn’t know exactly what was going on and It almost made Robin feel like he was keeping a happy secret. Him, the responsible older brother keeping secrets?  It was kind of nice having this one thing to himself and it made him smile just a bit more.
                “Well, I am going to go make us some tea,” Sparrow said as she passed by him to the kitchen. “Want me to make you a cup?”
                “Yes, please and probably make one for Asra as well.”
                “You rang?” Asra chuckled as he appeared from the back smiling wide, “is it teatime?”
                “Sparrow is making some now,” Roblin said as he came around the counter, meeting the magician halfway.
                Asra sighed happily as he slipped into Robin’s arms with snake like grace. “Mmm, so warm,” he hummed, “I was just thinking about how happy I would be to be in your arms again.”
                Robin laughed again. “Really, I hadn’t noticed.”
Side Note:
*This one comes from the idea of the fact that Robin and Asra share a heart so they share kind of a secret feeling. A smile if you will. The twins kind of know about it but would never fully understand. In the past Robin and Asra shared a more mental magic connection but now it’s through the heart which I think works better for them.
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Lil Asra sleeping animation I made a while ago and never shared, so here it is!
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Reblog the writers’ fortune cookie for luck!
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I want to hug Gale tightly and hold his hand. Perhaps even give him a little forehead kiss.
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Excuse me, waiter? Sorry, it just seems like there’s a lot of blood in my dating simulator.
This might be my most ambitious project yet! I’ve been working on it since February and it’s finally done! I tried to mimic The Arcana the best I could - I am amazed by that original style. It’s so beautiful and clean and Dana Rune, Nikolai Ladizinsky, and Veronica Lieske created so many illustrations that are decadent as a chocolate fountain. I also found the original font and altered it slightly to make it feel a smidge more stylistically cohesive.
I chose the Shadowlands camp as a setting since it seems like that tends to be the relationship solidifying set for a lot of these characters. Who’s your go-to choice?
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I've rewound this 5 times just to watch murphs reactions
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The wonderfully talented and kind @magspeaches (@painterlypeaches) created some beautiful art of my Eilistraee worshipping, Seldarine Drow Paladin. My girl, Xae.
Please check out the rest of her art. It's incredible. I wrote some poetry to go alongside her.
The Dance of the Moon and the Spider
A conflict as old as the darkness itself; Lolth, and the child who defied her. The Queen in the web and the silver-haired maiden, The dancer who out-spun the spider. The web weaver’s poison will crawl through your veins, And snuff out each bright flame within you She’ll silk-wrap and drain each cord of your heart ‘till sapped into hollowed-out sinew.
My lady sings clear under moonbeams and treetops Her silver-soaked spellsong a vow: Through sorrow and fear, hope will burn on - The Spider will not harm you now.
Her melodious voice halts the lure of cruel chaos, But venom can mute dead the lark. So with vengeance and honour, In Eilistraee’s name, My oath is her blade in the dark.
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My beloved sole survivor oc Cecil and his ghoul boyfriend who he had no idea he had a crush on 200 years ago. (Yeah I know he calls him Cooper in this, Cecil hasn’t put it together yet)
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No fucking privacy in the Elfsong
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I’m taking his boon every time
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It was always funny to me how other companions would just stand there while Gale delivered this rizz lol
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Gale Dekarios, extended.
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