The Fae in Spring Idunn’s art and Spring Delthea are functionally wearing the same outfit, but a handful of artistic flairs make Delthea look a lot more uncomfortably sexualized than Fae, and I’m sure there’s someone better at art who can explain why
Tiki has both the “buff adjacent dragons for 1 turn” skills, so she gives Bantu +6 to everything. In addition to being his support partner, so actually +8 to everything if they start and stay adjacent. And then bonus doubler makes it another +6 everything, Darting Breath is +4 speed on enemy phase and he has Joint Drive Res for +4 res, and Dragon’s Wrath does… somethingor other, presumably. And then Ninian provides two doses of +4 def/res if they’re within two tiles (it wouldhave been +4 everything if anything fucking had goad dragons so i could put it on her) and Shanna has Joint Drive Atk and Spur Atk/Spd for +7 atk/+3 spd if they’re adjacent (or just +4 atk within two tiles)…
Is it hideously ineffective and cumbersome when i could just sweep with Canto Emblem in half the time? Yes. Does it let Bantu casually delete just about anything, including falchion users, even on lunatic maps?
I had no idea his mom and son were being added to the game when I did this just an hour before the banner, I just felt compelled to. He got his new refine and I felt he deserved it
“Don’t you have school?” Seteth groans, after hours of being forced to see his precious daughter being hauled around by a demon in the form of a teenage boy.
Linhardt stops in his tracks and turns his head back, holding a giggling Flayn at an arm’s length above his head. “I do. Why?”
Why? Well maybe because he’s been making a mess of his living room for the past twenty minutes, and maybe because Flayn likes him a tiny bit too much for someone she just met and– no, Seteth isn’t jealous, but Flayn is his daughter andyes he knows he’s her half-brother but still–
“Should I drive you there?” Is what comes out of his mouth instead. He looks calm, like the perfect statue of one of the four saints, while he curses himself silently for not bringing his phone with him. Who knows when the kid will be back? It might be his only chance to get a picture of them both.
“You’d do that?” Linhardt asks, surprised beyond belief, and Seteth can’t hold it against him. It doesn’t matter if they’re almost family, he met Linhardt five hours ago or something of the like and most were spent sleeping; it’s not enough to knowsomeone.
Seteth shrugs, deems it enough of an answer.
“You go to Garreg High, right?”
Linhardt nods.
Seteth grins. A flash of bright, neon green hairs and a poker face come to his eyes.
Ferdinand has a sour laugh, his hand goes up to his neck, massaging the skin beneath. “Yes?”
For a moment, he’s certain Alois won’t trust him. That he will give him one last look and turn all four hooves and kick him out, but he doesn’t, laugh and spreads his arm around Ferdinand’s shoulders in nothing but a friendly manner.
“Well there certainly is a funny story behind it.” He laughs to himself. “Hestia. Gods above, it might be the first time someone occupies her cabin.”
Ferdinand lets himself be dragged along, feels the strange gazes upon him, hears how Alois rambles about how ‘he should have known because Ferdinand’s hairs are the color of a raging fire’ and how 'it will be his home so he’s free to decorate it as he wishes’.
What Ferdinand understands, however, is that he’s going to be alone, and maybe for the rest of his life, and it’s not a aspect he’s looking forward too.
But he’s Ferdinand von Aegir. Of course he can make it work! Rhea’s centaur knights are here to protect the camp, he’s safe. He can build himself a new life, and learn to become stronger. He can work with this.
So Ferdinand waves the centaur off, promises to come by and have dinner on the main place with the other half-blood no later than this very night. Hell, he even promises to make some friends, and it’s a promise he intends to keep.
Orintendedto.
Because it only takes Ferdinand two minutes to realize his neighbor, shall he call it this way, is nothing but a tall, dark-haired man brooding in a corner, and with an unnerving habit to hide in the shadows, just so he can startle Ferdinand further.
And Ferdinand promises, of all people, he’s not going to befriend this one. Not now, nor never.
an old claudeth comic i never finished. my hc was that almyra is known for their rare variety of sunflowers which grow close to the ground in large clusters that span for miles
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an old claudeth comic i never finished. my hc was that almyra is known for their rare variety of sunflowers which grow close to the ground in large clusters that span for miles
do not repost or tag as kin. dm me for commission info
So it’s looking like I have a really good chance of appearing as an artist at Anime Boston in 2015! The first of hopefully many prints that I’ll have available there.
