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minecraftbookshelf · 11 months
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Hi, i don’t know the correct format for an ask, but could you talk about pearl in your arranged marriage au? Thanks!
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Any format is the correct format! (within the bounds of like, not being an asshole)
I can always talk about Pearl in any context! I'm assuming this is related to the character study snippets (If I am wrong pls let me know and I will happily talk more) so here we go!
"And match!" The boy on the ground grinned up at her and tried to sit up. Pearl didn't let him. For a moment he looked confused and scowled up at her. She scowled back and pushed her knees harder into his arms. "The match is over." "What?" The Mythland boy nodded his head towards the old man perched in a chair at the edge of the arena. "He called the match. It's over. You won." Slowly, Pearl backed up, not loosening her grip on her staff. The boy sat up immediately and beamed at her, ridiculously cheerful for someone who just got his butt kicked by a girl half his size. The boys in her village were never so chill about it. "You were really cool!" He bounced to his feet and towards her, Pearl backed up a couple rapid steps and he stopped, though he kept bouncing. "You said you'd never used a staff before, what weapon do you usually use? A sword?" Slightly stunned, Pearl shook her head slowly. "I've never used a sword." The boy's grin turned sharper, though still delighted and, despite all common sense, Pearl did not feel afraid as he brushed red sand off the sides of his fancy loose shirt. "Would you like to?"
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wrenrix · 6 months
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pearl, master mapmaker, mapping out level four!
hastily done during stream today as pearl rapidly made progress before i gave up on trying to keep up with her map!
on the left, she is mapping in the safety of her base, in the right… the burning dark awaits.
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undercoverangell · 5 months
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@wrenrix hi hello i was your giftee for @d20exchange !! ur wl had wuvvy and adaine on it and this image got beamed into my brain and wouldnt leave — i hope you enjoy!
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adaineabernantsfrog · 4 months
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MISMAG BRACELETS FOR MY FRIENDS @aelwynabernantsorb and @wrenrix
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remidyal · 14 days
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Fantasy High Characters and the Taskmaster Competitors I think they'd be most like
This is something that's meant to appeal to myself, @wrenrix, and maybe like two other people but hey!
Riz: Josh Widdicombe, season 1. High energy and also short.
Gorgug: Richard Osman, season 2. Bigger than everyone else, surprisingly good at lateral thinking, and overall very effective.
Kristen: Fern Brady, season 14. Cheerful, eager to be there, and also says completely mad things from time to time.
Fig: Morgana Robinson, season 12. Good singing voice (by Taskmaster standards), charming, absolutely willing to go all out to harm Alex if needed.
Adaine: Jo Brand, season 9. Can't be bothered with any tasks that don't strike her interest, but an actual god at Horse or Laminator.
Fabian: Iain Stirling, season 8. Loud and bragging and maybe regretting that after the fact some, and also definitely falls on his face when he most shows off. (See getting run over by the Hangvan twice.)
Ragh: John Kerns, season 14. Less for the sad parts, and more for the shockingly strong performances at anything physical.
Aelwyn: Rhod Gilbert, season 7. Less worried about winning and losing than about being funny and mean to Alex and Greg, and also a borderline maniacal level of disregard for dignity, health and safety, and rules.
Jawbone: Bob Mortimer, season 5. I thought about Mel for Jawbone, but decided the completely impossible stories overrode the niceness factor.
Gilear: Joe Wilkinson, season 2. This yogurt tastes like potatoes in a golf hole.
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poppysplace-edits · 9 months
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"i belong on the battlefield, she belongs in the sky!" a jet and ruby rocks moodboard as a surprise(ish) gift for @wrenrix
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yourbelgianthings · 4 months
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posting my box of doom gift exchange fic for @wrenrix here too! it's a ravening war one, a short character study for all the scrumptious scoundrels based on a major arcana tarot for each of them, 2k words (also i've never done this b4 but i know she's pretty active on tumblr and i'm proud of this so shot in the dark here goes... @quiddie)
Amangeaux- The Empress The Empress represents femininity, fertility, and nurturing. Reversed, it indicates insecurity and an over-reliance on others. The day she told people they no longer needed to bother addressing her as "Lady", Amangeaux Epiceé du Peche finally felt free. She had been a queen as the wife of King Cardoon, and a lady afterwards as she hovered in between and attempted maneuvers to regain her former status, but there came a time when such things no longer mattered. What was a title in a world full of death and without trust in a time of war? To someone else, it was everything, but Amangeaux realized that she would rather develop her strength, both physical and mental. Since everyone was constantly making, breaking, and changing alliances, she needed too be able to stand and fight on her own, hopefully helping bring the war to an end sooner. It was hard to part ways to go with Karna when she decided to go to Ceresia. Although Karna was an adult now, Amangeaux was still older and more mature, and she knew no matter how much she cared for this young woman, those feelings would not be requited. So, they parted ways, and she became stronger, more independent, and more confident than ever before with the help of her family's old friend Gustavo Uvano. Uvano also promised to raise her baby son. It would be better for him to grow up not knowing he was born out of wedlock. When Amangeaux cradled the small grape in her arms before she left for the battle of Pangranos, kissing his forehead for the last time, tears dotted his blanket and her sleeves. In a perfect world, she would never pick up a sword again, and raise her son in peace until the end of her days. This was far from a perfect world though, almost the opposite, and she wanted him to have a chance at a better life. Her starfruit trotted off down the lane towards the final confrontation, towards the unknown, but certain danger. Queen Amangeaux would have been horrified by such a prospect, and while this new Amangeaux still felt fear, she knew she could hold her own against whatever was to come.
Colin- Justice Justice represents balance, integrity, and truth. Reversed, it has to do with denial and guilt. Colin Provolone, or rather, Sir Colin Provolone, had never intended to become a knight of the Bulbian Church. He hadn't even thought he would end up leaving Delissandro's side, but things were getting out of control and he needed to draw a line somewhere. The look in Deli's eyes as they ambushed the Candian delegation on the Glucian Road filled Colin with unease; he seemed much too enthusiastic about killing. Doing what you have to do is one thing, Colin knew that as he agonized over taking out the poor banana who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, but Deli didn't have to kill that scared little fungi. So, it was time to part ways. It was war, and he didn't think he was in some kind of place to judge Deli or Karna or anyone else, he was just making his own choices about which way to go while he still could. If Raphaniel was a true believer, Colin would have felt bad about accepting the title of knight only to gain more power with which to maneuver, but it was the now-demoted archdeacon's idea, knowing full well Colin was barely even Bulbian. What kind of insanity-inducing rabbit hole the old man was down in his office filled with old papers and books and pages of scribbled notes Colin couldn't even begin to imagine, but he felt some sense of responsibility for him. Wasn't that the duty of a knight, to protect their patron? As he grew more adjusted to his life in this odd in-between period (the war was in a lull, but he had a feeling that wouldn't last long), his thoughts drifted to Deli less often, but it still happened sometimes. Colin held no ill will towards his old friend, he hoped he was getting things figured out and doing okay. The days mostly passed trying to keep an eye on Raphaniel and wondering what was to come. There was no rush for the FDA to call him and his comrades again, though. Fighting may have been the thing he was best at, but he also hated to do it. After all, there is no true justice in war.
Deli- Strength Strength represents bravery, confidence, and fortitude. Reversed, it can mean anger, fear, or jealousy. Walking away at the end of the war was the strongest thing Delissandro Katzon ever did. As he parted ways with Amangeaux and Colin after the death of their other companions, he criticized himself for having no desire to return to the other Meatlanders, or to anyone. Who did he have? Where would he go? His aggressive political maneuvering in the Meatlands years earlier had caused his own mother, the former chieftess Cleva Katzon, to leave. Karna was dead, Gemelli was dead but had betrayed him so it wouldn't matter either way, and Colin saved his life but they both knew their former separation stood as soon as they left the cave. So, Deli did all he could think to do: walking north with no particular destination in mind. He had been confident in every decision he had made before, and this one was no different. Perhaps he would see his mother again as he traversed some of the same paths, perhaps not; that wasn't why he was doing it. As his mind wandered throughout all the hours of solitude, the anger at Gemelli and Archbishop Cauliflower and the rest of the FDA faded away and was replaced by grief. Not for those he and his friends had killed, Senator Ariana Gemelli deserved it and the others, innocents like Queen Pamellia and Princess Sapphria, were the consequences of war, unfortunate as it was. Karna stayed in his thoughts day after day, though, looking back, Deli couldn't believe he had been so oblivious to how she felt and why she was supporting him. Although he hadn't made false promises to her like Gemelli had, he had broken her heart nonetheless, and she died before he could do anything about it. Yet, as Karna died, in pain both physically and emotionally, his face was the last thing her eyes ever saw. He felt that she was forgiving him, and this mystified him, but it was her last gift, so difficult as it was, it would be selfish to reject it. Karna had forgiven Deli, so Deli was going to forgive himself and try to move on. He would never know where he and Colin stood, but the fact that Colin saved his life escaping from the cave told him enough. Every step forward was a step towards living for himself, finally free from all the tangled concerns of politics and alliances in war.
Karna- Death Death means endings, transformation, and letting go. Reversed, it represents regrets and decay. Karna Solara really died when she made her pact with the Hungry One, or at least sealed her fate for a long death, a little bit every time she made a sacrifice. Her body slowly rotted away and she carved out pieces of it to continue receiving magic powers until there was almost nothing left for the garbage disposal to destroy by the time she fell into it. For her entire life, she was never herself, so to speak. Even when she wasn't undercover as another identity, the one she used for the longest being Ja'Cru Dite, she changed how she presented herself and acted to gain favor and get by. The Karna who traveled with Lady Amangeaux and Bishop Raphaniel was not the same one who would later take the title of Skald from Colin to fight by Deli's side, assassinating Princess Sapphria Rocks. However, all of these people were her friends. She kept some of them at a further distance than others, accepted or rejected their care and trust, but she considered them friends nonetheless. The widowed queen, an elderly bishop who would later be demoted, a warlord from the Meatlands, and a Dairy Islander who seemed like nobody but ended up becoming the warlord's right hand man and later a knight under the deacon: a motley crew if there ever was one. Some of them had known each other in smaller groups before, but on the whole, they were only brought together by circumstance. None of that mattered though, who they were, why they met- Karna was just glad she had once chance in her life to get close to people as herself, not as someone else or with an ulterior motive. When she was torn apart by Camille Cauliflower's cold, alien, metal blades in the cave, she wasn't scared. She had no regrets, which may seem surprising for someone who died so young, but there was nothing else she needed to do. Even the revelation that Deli had loved someone else didn't matter anymore. Of course it felt like her ribs might all break from her heart exploding when he and Senator Gemelli had that exchange, but deep down she knew that she would have done everything exactly the same by his side if there was another chance. Taking her last breath, Karna exhales and smiles. The clang of metal, the shouts and thuds, the heavy footsteps, everything fades away. It's time for her to let go.
Raphaniel- The Hermit The Hermit represents solitude, withdrawal, and seeking knowledge. Reversed, it denotes madness, isolation, and rejection. Newly-demoted Archdeacon Raphaniel Charlock barely left his office these days. He had never been a true believer in the Bulb, but he was more distant from the rest of the church than ever. Lady Amangeaux and Karna had gone their own ways, and Colin had ended up with him. Their dynamic had shifted, Raphaniel had spent the early part of their time together trying to figure out what Colin's deal was, and now he could sense Colin wondering what he spent his hours behind a locked door doing. Colin meant well and did his best to help take care of Raphaniel, which he appreciated, but nobody could reach him now. The paranoia-fueled spiral of frantic attempts to gain more knowledge and put together the pieces so he might finally be worthy to join the Architects constituted its own world. Only terrifying visions of spinning cold steel blades and the resulting viscera interrupted his focus. One night, exhausted and about to fall asleep with his head resting on his desk, the elderly radish thought back to how all this had started. Secrets, blackmail, mercenary assassinations- it was no wonder that everyone had reacted so differently and ended up wherever they were now. Raphaniel wondered if Lady Amangeaux ever suspected that the death of her beloved Cardoon was his doing. Either way, he didn't feel bad about it; he had spent his entire career in the church manipulating people and maneuvering things to his advantage. King Cardoon was just another pawn to him, but Lady Amangeaux was his friend, and he had a strange desire for her to know the truth. This was out of character for him, normally he did everything possible to conceal the truth from people. He wasn't so far gone yet as to want to tell her, but she was a smart woman, and he hoped she'd figure it out. With that thought, he drifted off into another night of fitful sleep and dreams of those cold, cold blades tearing on forever.
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wrenrix · 7 months
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Tula and the bear.
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TW:// for digital drawing of gory bear
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Somewhere out there there’s someone who wanted to say goodbye you, and I hope they get to do that.
-Tula, Burrow’s End, Episode Three ‘A Second Sun’
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wrenrix · 4 months
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Warning! Flashing lights!! Glitch Effect
pearl and scar as this post
more under the cut!
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wrenrix · 4 months
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A gift for @foggybear42 !!
Riz holding a gun and being very suave and cool!! Everything is green except his eyes and the blue tattoos and gun parts!
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Alts under the cut!!
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wrenrix · 5 months
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a little sketchy empires pearl! she’s on a call but she also needs to collect her sunflowers!!
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wrenrix · 5 months
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Wizard Gem in her tower, deep in thought contemplating.
(the books all have fun titles see if you can spot any easter eggs!!)
@adaineabernantsfrog i hope everything goes well <3
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wrenrix · 4 months
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My @d20exchange piece for @relativelyjilly !! An Amangeaux for you! She’s lounging in a Fructerean garden!
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wrenrix · 7 months
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…sooo secret life huh?
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Cleo’s episode was a blast.
Here’s what these things mean, pupper alliance with pearl, their secret task of building above a base (lizzies), invis potion from secret keeper and golden apples!
the two on the left are for skizz and tango while the one on the right is ethos
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wrenrix · 1 year
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Adaine from my Ballet AU
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wrenrix · 5 months
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something something , endless devotion to each other
something something , talking and being heard so much that someone becomes aware
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