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Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres, "La bagnante di Valpinçon", 1808 (olio su tela)

Man Ray, "Il villino di Ingres", 1924 (foto)

Milo Manara, "Omaggio a Man Ray", dettaglio di un manifesto del Club Tenco per l'evento Pazze Idee (matite e pastelli), 2015.

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Man Ray che omaggiava Ingres e Milo Manara che omaggiava Man Ray che omaggiava Ingres.

hello and how are you?

Thanks for stopping by Midnight, we didn't know you made an ask game! But we did find it, and we would love to participate in it!

Ask Game In Question! c:

We will be taking both of the snippets from one of our WIPs that aren't currently holding much of any residence here in Tumblr! It is called, Elden's Fight For Ebathara! :D

Neptune: Find a scene in your WIP that contains a scene with swimming, sitting by the shore, or: Find a scene in your WIP that either mentions magic, or has a demonstration of a magic system!

“Not sick.” She blinks, turns her head to the right. Another inmate meets her gaze, their features giving away their exhaustion. But they shrug a little, gesture at the person with slight defeat. “He’s an Herbalist. Doesn’t belong in the damp confines of stone and metal. He’s not sick, just getting weaker and weaker. And he’s one of the only ones. The rest were taken out and away.” Elden feels her heart stop, pulling back to examine the person. They were shivering, body barely holding itself together as they cower under the blanket. She curses softly at the information. Herbalists were known for their connection to the Earth, and the Nature that thrived there; their Magicks were more dependent on their environment than any other. One being confined to the stone walls of a prison said a lot about what fate was given to them.

A little snippet softly explaining how Herbalists are in need of a solid environment of Life and Nature in order to thrive; they hold a soft balance in concerns to their Magicks, and without their affinity, they tend to die off like a plant without sunlight and water.

Saturn: Find a scene in your WIP that contains a celebration of a tradition!

“I vow to keep Humanity’s Greed in check. Throughout my life, and soul, and the generations to follow. We will keep Ebathara safe. I promise you, Azoterra.” The Being stares, and she keeps the gaze. She would never turn away from them, no matter what. And she is rewarded - when did they ever not give her things in return? - with the softest breath, one that came from the Forests themselves. Azoterra nods, body shifting forward, both Life and Death cycling through the Rebirth of Nature. She goes too, meets them halfway, and awaits the judgment she was always ready to receive. Azoterra lifts a hand, small Magicks rising and shifting to form something in their palm. “If you will protect Ebathara, then I shall protect Eostidale. The Beings of my Realm, and the Creations of my soul, shall not show themselves against the Humanity of the Land. The Wrath of Gaia shall be held back, by Earth and Wood. This is the trust that I place within these Covenants.” Minerva nods, hand going out as Azoterra hands over the creation of Magicks to her. A golden oak leaf forms in her palm, strings slowly falling on either side as Minerva closes her hands around it. She looks back at the Ancient, knows the truth in their words and looks down at the Covenant. Azoterra waits, withholding her commitment to it. Minerva takes a small breath before she nods to herself, and ties the oak leaf around her neck. “This is the trust that I place within these Covenants. May the World of Egoria holds both peace-” “-and prosperity.” The Covenant seals itself between them, Minerva feeling the Magicks bind and settle within her very being, connecting her with the Being before her. They share one last look. Azoterra giving forth slight sorrow for what the future now meant to them.

And this is not so much of a celebration or tradition as it is the actual event that starts the tradition! The Covenant is sacred and sealed in this scene, and forever remembered afterwards as the Binding of Autumnspell.

This Ask Led To 110 Words! ٩( ′ㅂ`)و ̑̑

So a while ago I decided to go through some of my old art to see if there was one I would want to redraw— to see if I’ve improved at all lol— and saw this old pic I did of Effe I drew back in 2014 And thought “why not!”