I feel like Merventurine should get to play with bubbles without Ratio sharing the tub with him

Inspired by the Merventurine AU by @havanillas!!

PAGE CODE 01: PROJECT PROGRESS

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I wanted to make a custom project tracking page for my blog to match the themes I was using, but nothing caught my eye, so I threw this together. It’s a very simple code used to track project progress and summarize the projects themselves.

FEATURES:

• Anchor links to directly scroll to a given project
• Cappuccicons font (as a direct stylesheet instead of JavaScript, so you don’t need to contact support to use the code)
• Straightfoward layout

IMPORTANT NOTES:

• The tracking progress bars can be styled, but the styling will only show in Google Chrome or other Webkit-based browsers; Firefox doesn’t have the functionality for it yet. Default style in Firefox is shown in the first image; Chrome/Webkit styling is in the second image.
• Colors are changed through the variables in the ::root section of the CSS.
• The theme was made to loosely match the Anemone theme by Seyche (the theme I’m using at the time of posting this).

“–ther news, the IPC has reported that one of the Ten Stonehearts is currently in critical condition following an altercation seventy-two system hours ago during their visit to Penacony.  While they have not provided any details as to the altercation in question, they have assured that there is no cause for alarm–“

“–rumors that Aventurine of the Ten Stonehearts was assassinated three days ago following a trip to Penacony to discuss business with Sunday, leader of the Family.  While there has yet to be substantial evidence to confirm these rumors, the IPC’s silence on the matter speaks volumes–”

“–PC is currently in deliberations with the leaders of Penacony, discussing a business venture between the Land of Dreams and the Interastral Peace Corporation.  Details of this venture are classified at present, but eyewitnesses have reported that a member of the Ten Stonehearts has been overseeing the process–”

Ratio sighed, clicking off the radio after flicking through channels.  Of course word would have gotten out about the IPC’s dealings in Penacony, even if the masses were unaware that the IPC sought to seize control of the former prison and return it to their jurisdiction.  And of course, word would have gotten out about the damned gambler and his reckless plans…there were no small number of witnesses in the Dreamscape who saw that spry peacock handing out gems and baubles like they were candy.

Of course the rumors would begin to spread when such a high-ranking member of the IPC suddenly vanished after such an act of altruism, though “assassination” seemed to be more than a little extreme.  Apparently someone was trying to stir up drama with a false death allegation on social media, and the masses would eat it up like the dreamers filling their bellies with SoulGlad.

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The Alchemy Commission was in ruins.

The sky was blackened. Or, more accurately, it was such a deep red that it appeared black. Thunder rumbled in the distance, a growl that shook the very ground beneath his feet. On the horizon, above the sacred grounds of Scalegorge Waterscape, brilliant golden light shone as sunlight.

Bodies lay strewn about, both ingenium and Luofu citizens–human, Foxian, and Vidyadhara alike–in mangled, burnt, dismembered pieces. The nauseating stench of iron, cloying and acrid, filled the air, roads painted in crimson. Yet most damningly, the very air itself crackled with energy, and the hair on the back of his neck stood on end.

…The bodies were not charred by flames. They were charred by lightning, raw and unrelenting.

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You remember your first word.  It wasn’t “Papa” or “Dada” or anything of the sort.  No, you didn’t speak until you were almost four years old, and your first word was “Jeralt”.

You remember how his eyes seemed to light up, how he ruffled your hair with a grin.  Yeah, kid, I’m Jeralt, he said.  He never thought it strange, and it simply became how you addressed him.  It was formal, almost distant despite being his child, but he knew it was just something that was distinctly “you”.

You remember how he held your hand when you were small.  Your tiny hand, barely the size of his palm, and he could easily have hurt you by accident–you never responded to pain, after all–but he was always gentle, always careful as you walked along at his side.  This is Byleth, he would always introduce you.  Not very chatty, but a good kid all the same.  You didn’t feel the need to speak up to disagree or agree, but he was correct either way.

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Dan Heng had changed.

It was subtle, a ripple on an ocean that could easily go unnoticed, but his time aboard the Luofu, his time adopting the form of his past life, had changed him. The physical changes were easy to miss, if one wasn’t paying attention; his pupils seemed slightly slimmer, serpentine, and when he spoke, sharpened fangs gleamed where ordinary canines once remained hidden. Even the tips of his ears, while still mostly rounded, had taken a very slight point; nowhere near as sharp or elongated as those of Imbibitor Lunae, but not entirely the same.

Ripples in an ocean could be missed, yet a large enough ripple could become a tidal wave that swallows everything in its wake.
And that tidal wave seemed ready to crash into the shore as, to the shock of everyone aboard the Express, Dan Heng fell ill.

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More stuff from the paper-and-marker-at-work gallery

First one’s a random design that popped into my head. Second one is an OC I have had for so many years he’s (yes, that is a he) gone through five billion revisions in both design and backstory

Redrew the kitsune from the other day; gave him one tail instead of all nine (tho I still think I’m gonna keep the idea of foxfire on his tails) and made him a lil more sassy.

Also, this is more like my usual style; the cheebs are good to draw quickly but for details I do more of this.

More things I’ve drawn at work (these were done about a week and a half ago using a sharpie and a pencil I plundered from Home Depot about a year ago so they’re not as good as the other ones)

Featuring: Dan Heng and Jing Yuan being cuddly, a DnD character I’ve been rattling in my skull, and two OCs belonging to @positron-weapon-d (her feral Abyss gremlin Ezra Price and her dumbass fish Ronan Muir)

Sometimes you just gotta 🐮

Darwin Allecker acting like a cow for @positron-weapon-d, based on an ongoing SYNC error in @angara-mfrp which causes everyone to become significantly friendlier and also significantly stupider.

Blessing this account with a Dan Heng I drew at work today.