I have a new sideblog for all my OC stuff. Currently in the process of uploading all my past drawings and moving drabbles, thoughts, canons etc over there. It’s mykingdombuiltonashes if anyone wants to check it out.

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I have a new sideblog for all my OC stuff. Currently in the process of uploading all my past drawings and moving drabbles, thoughts, canons etc over there. It’s mykingdombuiltonashes if anyone wants to check it out.

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Bedshaped. Many's the time I ran with you down The rainy roads of our old town Many the lives we lived in each day And buried altogether Don't laugh at me Don't look away You'll follow me back With the sun in your eyes And on your own Bedshaped And legs of stone You'll knock on my door And up we'll go In white light I don't think so But what do I know? What do I know? I know! I know you think I'm holding you down And I've fallen by the wayside now And I don't understand the same things as you But I do Don't laugh at me Don't look away You'll follow me back With the sun in your eyes And on your own Bedshaped And legs of stone You'll knock on my door And up we'll go In white light I don't think so But what do I know? What do I know? I know! And up we'll go In white light I don't think so But what do I know? What do I know? I know!
Bedshaped by Keane.Â
Quick sketch before I go to bed. Liang in full plumage. After his rebirth, his extra female plumes are restored where he once burned them out in shame. Also hair. He cuts it to length on a regular basis but left to it's own devices, this is basically what happens. Obviously all his old scars are healed as well along with his drink damaged liver. He's still prone to alcoholism. I'm still undecided whether the injuries he sustained before his powers manifested properly should stay. Mainly because he looks damn cute in glasses and Kirke does quite enjoy gloating over the fact he has to wear them.
Shadow and Light Based on this song
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Writing sample for Phoenix Breeze's app. Thought someone may enjoy the read.
Blue eyes flickered open quickly, tail lifted and ears erect with alarm. Around her was the acrid stench of smoke and the heat of flames too close for comfort. The crash of timber beams blocking the doorway was what had startled her from her exhausted sleep and now she bolted upright, clattering onto steel-shod hooves and eyes wildly scanning the barn for an escape. The wood groaned under it's own weight and she coughed on a lungful of black air. The timber was still fragile enough, she thought, raising a leg and kicking, splintering the rubble blocking her way to freedom. Breeze's body protested the shift only slightly but there was no time to think about it as she bucked and double-barreled the barricade. There was a rumble, not unlike thunder before the door frame began to buckle under the weight of the crumbling wood above and the splintering supports below. Breeze made to spin away as the loft space above collapsed but even before the heavy beams collided and she felt the white hot fracture of bone, she knew she was just milliseconds too late. A pained half scream, half whinny burst from her lungs and she thrashed to try and drag herself free. She scrabbled against the ground with her front hooves before making the decision to shift again and risk being utterly crushed below the massive hunks of wood. At worst it would be quicker than burning. At best she might be small enough to crawl away from the rubble. As she shrunk she was able to pull herself free, tears burning her eyes as he dragged her useless and searing limb away. Her tail and mane were scorched and her fur charcoal with dirt and smoke. The heat was burning inside her lungs. She could taste it like breathing fire itself. She was going to die here. The realisation made her heart race until it was in her ears mingled with the sound of wild breaths, grating and whistling and... raging. She felt it rise through her and burst from her back like wings; massive wings of air and hurricane and storms. She let out a cry, this time more battle cry than of terror and the building split open, blown outwards and ripped open to reveal a star drenched sky. It was strong enough to extinguish much of the fire and what remained was buffeted away into smoldering piles of wood and ember that danced, innocent and silent as fireflies. Somewhere in the part of her brain that wasn't falling into that dark sky, Breeze could hear footsteps running, vibrating through the ground towards her. A face swam in and then back out of view and she tried to curl in on herself more, vaguely aware that she was cold and bare. "It's alright, you're going to be just fine," the voice said, starting to scoop her up. But the words were lost to Breeze as she slipped out of consciousness.