Story:Jaime has been tortured by Ace and Eli, twin brothers, for nearly a decade. Jaime and Ace have a very complicated romance; he loves Ace but also deeply hates him for the seemingly endless pain, torture, and terror he’s put him through. Tristan loves Ace and Eli like they’re his sons. He wants revenge for what Jaime has done to them.
So, there’s a lot I want to change about this, but it’s time to move on. Nothing is on model. I am so rusty at gestures because I’ve been drawing almost nothing but tarot cards for the last five-odd years. I need a ton more practice to loosen up again and start doing more quality work, but this was a great start. I am going to make more OC animatics, and I can’t wait to share them with you all.
We thought it should be relatively easy to get a picture of Kovu posing with Tristan and Gwyn. They’re chill with each other, they all have a good sit & stay, they’re all used to waiting patiently while the thumb-monkeys wave a rectangle around.
No, they were great! The difficulty turns out to be us @thelittlespanielthatcould holds a treat where they want Kovu to look; I don’t pick up a treat until I am going to give it immediately. I apparently unconsciously twitch my fingers in a “come here”-looking gesture when I say “Look” (at me); Kovu hops right up and comes to me when I do that.
So there was a lot of laughing and giving treats to good but confused spaniels, and repositioning, and a few decent pics.
i like how tristan and lancelot r called in soo many different sources the “truest lovers” and that they “like each other wondrously well” like theyre just canonly boyfriends i guess.
these sketches are from like January and are all beta designs, not at all set in stone, but I’ve had this file sitting in my WIPs for like 2 months and slapped some color on it.
The real fun of making Reincarnation AUs with friends is deciding that the unique twist to your own is that it’s SPECIFICALLY the Welsh knights and so many of the big-name ones are cousins that it turns into one big disaster sitcom.
Disappearance at Sea II is the title of a short film made after Disappearance at Sea (1996). Both works take as their point of departure the story of Donald Crowhurst, an amateur yachtsman from England who joined the solo, round-the-world Sunday Times Golden Globe Race in 1968. The inexperienced (and, some might say, deceptive) Crowhurst quickly ran into difficulties, and eventually his craft, Teignmouth Electron, was found several hundred miles from the coast of Britain, abandoned. Filmed in anamorphic format at St. Abb’s Head on the east coast of Scotland, Disappearance at Sea uses the light and lenses of a lighthouse and its surrounding landscape to suggestive narrative ends.
The title Disappearance at Sea II—and especially the subtitle, Voyage de Guérison, which Dean added in her accompanying text—refer to the medieval legend of Tristan and Isolde’s misguided, love-potion-induced affair. Tristan, unlike Crowhurst, embraced the ocean’s power: after being mortally wounded, he allowed himself to drift in a voyage de guérison, or journey of healing, to a magical island where he hoped to be cured once again by the powers of Isolde and her mother, the queen.
A maiden speaking to Tristan, Palamedes and Dynadan who are imprisoned in tower, Le Roman de Tristan en prose, Add MS 5474, f. 12r, 4th quarter of 13th century
The one on the left is Finnian and the other is Tristan. Originally Tristan belonged to my friend but i sorta adopted him. Then i proceeded to hurt both of them sdkfjsadsk. But it’s ok they got their revenge and whatnot.
[Video Description: Tristan, a black and white cocker spaniel, puts his feet up on a bedside table to steal an empty pill bottle set there for him. He backs away, wagging playfully, and looking expectantly up at the camera. / In a second clip, Tristan sets a bottle cap on the ground, rolls it toward the camera, and sits, again looking expectantly toward the camera. Sound: occasional teeth on plastic]
HI! This story is still an ongoing series! With a plot and plans ahead! The Plague had me pretty de-railed from writing steadily, but I AM still writing this anyway!
Lily belongs to @whumpqhs and Tristan to @adarhysenthe and this would not get written without them.
TW: food, fantasy religion, internalized ableism, whumpee becoming accustomed to visible disability and loss of former self image and the strangeness associated, mind control mention, touch aversion, PTSD triggering, panic attack
Tristan spent the next week helping Alsander to eat regular meals and regain a little strength. Lily, of course, continued fussing over San the whole time, but some of what Emmet said seemed to be slowly sinking in. She would still awkwardly change the subject if future plans were ever discussed. Emmet, meanwhile, was being introduced to squire life in the Temple. He still took time out to see the friends when he had his breakfast or luncheon breaks, and excitedly tell them about things he was learning.
Once Alsander could shuffle around upright for longer than a few minutes, they agreed that it was time to see a barber, get San a good walking stick, and maybe even find a ring of mind shielding. His dreams had been quiet since the soul-wound had been healed, and he was improving more rapidly for the rest he’d been getting, but he still didn’t like the idea of Conroy possibly being able to send thoughts to his head. The walking stick was the definite need, first and foremost. The more time San could spend moving, the stronger he’d get.
Tristan shrugged on his clerical robes over his more casual tunic and trousers, then helped to get some boots on Alsander’s feet. “You ready? You can lean on my arm until we get you that stick.”
