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McEwan Miniatures, ad from Dragon magazine 7, June 1977

5 decades later most of the companies that advertised in the old magazines are long gone, but a few of the oldest gaming companies are still around. John McEwan's Reviresco and McEwan Miniatures can be found at tin-soldier.com, including the 1/72 scale Nektons, Terellians, and robots, plus rules for the Starguard sci-fi miniature game first published in 1974, now in its 7th edition.

lee  slowly  got  used  to  matatabi  singing  for  him  .       melodies  that  seemed  so  ancient  it  almost  felt  wrong  listening  to  them  ,  as  if  they  weren’t  meant  for  him  .     he  enjoyed  the  nekomata’s  songs  ,  no  doubt  about  it  .         yet  it  felt  easier  to  connect  to        rin    -    sensei’s    tones        .            she  was  like  him  ,  yet  another        living    proof        that  the  tailed  beasts  might  not  be  as    malicious    as  they  were  presented  to  be  .         isobu    was  the  armored  turtle’s  name  ,  it  was  much  better  than  calling  them      sanbi      .                                                       ❛             that    song    was    nice    ,    sensei    ,    did    isobu    -    san    teach    it    to    you    ??          ❜

the days after their sensei’s death are long and slow, everything covered by a haze of grief. two children ( as much as they pretend they are grown, they aren’t. they are children still, and shikamaru feels it now more than ever ) feeling lost, feeling angry, feeling everything and nothing, reach for each other in comfort. these are days of co-habitation, of tangled up limbs, of shared tears, of not knowing where shikamaru ends and ino begins. he’s been staying at her home, for both their sakes, passing days in a daze, half asleep, half painfully aware of the time passing. spending nights huddled together in bed, crying until the tears exhaust them. 

choji’s presence is just as constant, fluttering in and out of the house, coping by busying himself with the funeral preparations ( it makes shikamaru sick. he doesn’t want to attend a funeral. he wants to share a cigarette with asuma. he wants to learn everything the man had yet to teach him ), while his teammates wallow. it seems neither himself nor ino can rouse themselves towards action, barely sustaining themselves if not for the meals and encouragement to eat up delivered by choji. 

“i’m here.” when ino speaks, reaches out for comfort, shikamaru is there in an instant. and of course, he obliges. he shifts from where he lays beside her in bed, arms fitting around her and pulling her tight against his chest ( maybe if he holds her close, he can stop the aching, the sudden and overwhelming emptiness ). hands move unconsciously, rubbing circles into her back in slow, repetitive motions. he shushes her, muttering reassurances, just to say something at all. his aim isn’t to stop the flow of emotion- no, he knows it will pour out of her either way- but to provide comfort while they both weather the storm. it’s in holding ino, or being held by her in turn, that shikamaru has been able to feel any sort of stability at all since losing asuma. in her constant, gentle touch, in her hands intertwined with his own, in her soft words while he cries ( and he cries and cries and cries, but only in front of her ). 

He had been wondering something for a while, and he was exactly sure who he could ask without someone getting offended. He considered asking Dorian specifically about this, but he wanted to let him not be worried about Link’s particularly about his specific inquiry. He didn’t want to bring up bad memories for the man. “I have a question for you,” he said, approaching her, hoping that he didn’t startle her he had a habit of doing that.

@reviresco​ asked:  'oneee-chaaaaan!!!!' younger sister comes running at the elder at top speed, forehead protector hanging loosely around her neck the same way her sister used to wear it. 'look!' but before hinata has a chance to, hanabi has launched herself into her arms.

hinata hears her coming━loudly and with little hesitance in having to dodge into any of the other clans members down the hall. before she knows it, hanabi finds her way into the heiress’s open embrace ( a safe, safe place for her. ) &gasps aloud, “ h-hanabi ... ! ” arms weave, tightening around the younger’s waist. she spins her once around, only to set her back down on the floorboards, “ you need to be more careful━━ ” suddenly, lilac eyes soften to the glint of metal and cloth dangling along her small neck.

[ @reviresco​​​​​ / —–  UNPROMPTED ]    ALWAYS • ACCEPTING

"link, link, link!!!" ilia's head is swimming as she run towards her friend, grabbing him by the hand, "link! link! i bet u can't- i bet...i bet u can't win in a wrestling match with that goat! i bet you ten whole rupees!"

PART 1

⚜ ; —–  [ ᴠ ᴀ ʟ ᴏ ʀ  ʜ ᴇ ᴀ ʀ ᴛ ] —–     GENTLE GASP GIVEN as hand was taken by the other. Heads tilts in CONFUSION as beloved friend is pulling at him to follow. As much as he LOVED the Ordon goats, he didn’t... ACTIVELY seek out to WRESTLE one. Granted, had the young male STOPPED a few stray ones when they got out of the pin && were running amok? Of course. As the Village Herder, had learned to THROW them with ease -- it wasn’t hard! But that still did not CHANGE the fact that there was absolutely no DESIRE to wrestle one. Why? Better yet, HOW?

          ❝ ᴇʀᴍ ... ❞

ilia . . .

—– ;     WORRIED not about the safety of self nor about the IDEA of getting in trouble, but rather it was the thought that SHE would get hurt -- that && this really was so unlike her. ( hadn’t she scolded him many times about being so careless before ? ) Genuinely could not understand nor COMPREHEND what was going on with the young girl or her STRANGE request. Yet, if that was what she wanted to see, then WHO was he keep her from it. 

          ❝ ᴏ ...   ᴋᴀʏ ... ﹖❞

—– ;     BARELY a mumble, he followed her towards the ranch. Voice ALWAYS had been soft-spoken. Along with the passivity that came ALONG with the male’s temperament, there was ABSOLUTELY no way that he could say no. That being considered, though, Link couldn’t HELP but mumble something incomprehensible under his breath.

          ❝ ᴍᴍᴍ ... ❞

ilia i --  yu sure?

—– ;     AH WELL, guess it was time to wrestle a goat....

◈ First Kiss || @reviresco​

The witch was at a loss for words, and this was ignoring the fact that she usually had so few to say anyhow.

(nice words at least.)

Gripping the golden mirror, Morrigan’s brows pulled stern for a moment as she looked up from the gift to the Warden and away once more. “Thank you, Elisabeth.” Her voice was quick and clipped as she wrapped the protective cloth back around it with a care, making sure such a nice and thoughtful gift would not suffer the fate of breaking at her hands.

“I—“ her voice hung on the word and she swallowed tightly, “did not think that you were listening so closely, Warden,” she admits, voice oddly thick in her throat as she swallowed around the emotions that settled heavy on her chest as she continued. Raising the mirror, Morrigan carefully clutched the wrapped gift to her chest before leaning forward and pressing a soft and swift peck to Liz’s cheekbone.

send a ♡ and i’ll fill this out for our muses !  i’ll bold what i want for their relationship, italic what i could see and strike out what i don’t .

mary & sirius

FRIENDS.   childhood friends  /  work friends  /  family friends  /  recently friends  /  turning antagonistic  /  turning into something romantic  /  stable  /  falling apart  /  friendship of need  /  friendship of circumstance  pen - pals or internet friends  /  coworkers  /  partners  /  other .

ROMANCE.   childhood sweethearts  /  newly entered  /  soulmates  /  skinny love  /  unrequited from my muses side  /  unrequited from your muses side  /  friends with benefits  /  awkward  /  fading  /  turning  toxic  /  toxic  and  destructive  /  other .

FAMILIAL BOND.   sibling bond  /  older sibling figure to your muse  /  younger sibling figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal  guardian  /  other .

ENEMIES.   dangerous to themselves  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  passionate  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into a sexual tension  /  developing into a romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based of misunderstandings or lies  /  other .

mary & regulus

FRIENDS.   childhood friends  /  work friends  /  family friends  /  recently friends  /  turning antagonistic  /  turning into something romantic  /  stable  /  falling apart  /  friendship of need  /  friendship of circumstance  pen - pals or internet friends  /  coworkers  /  partners  /  other .

ROMANCE.   childhood sweethearts  /  newly entered  /  soulmates  /  skinny love  /  unrequited from my muses side  /  unrequited from your muses side  /  friends with benefits  /  awkward  /  fading  /  turning  toxic  /  toxic  and  destructive  /  other .

FAMILIAL BOND.   sibling bond  /  older sibling figure to your muse  /  younger sibling figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal  guardian  /  other .