Femslash February!

https://artbyifer.tumblr.com/post/182810731317/alphyne-for-femslash-february-ive-never-drawn-a
Here's the finished Alphyne

 

So femslash february is coming tomorrow, and I guess I'm starting with disney. Undersketch for ink.

 

IT BEGINS AGAIN. TOMORROW. POEM A DAY FOR ME AS ALWAYS. I AM ALREADY LIKE what the fuck am i going to do WITH ONE OF THE PROMPTS.

(the one in question is denim. i am so...ambivalent towards denim.)

 

FUCK YES IT'S THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEAR

 

first day first day!!!! meet my feral egirl demera and her dumbass jock illiana.

 

aaand day two! swapping aesthetics!!

 

For the prompt "sparks," here's Amethyst helping Pearl refine her dating profile!

 

Bit behind on things to say the least because of school. But here is an Edeleth one for the rainbow prompt. It takes place in my damned Star Wars AU. Behold newly Mando El picking her armor colors:


It was an array
Of colors there,
Refracted rainbow
After life’s storm
A family together.
One in purples,
Another in green,
And Byleth’s own grey.

It was an array
Of colors then
Given to her
Her first choice
In the years since
That were not just
Dingy browns and
Black upon black
Forced upon her.

It was an array
Of colors there
And out she picked
Red, deep red,
For father dear
Dead now gone
But ever loved
In lonely times
And these now too.

It was an array of colors
And they together
Were red and grey.

 

CF based Edeleth for the 'note' prompt:

A note was found
Slipped under the door,
The first half of it
In her consort’s awkward hand
And the second half in
Her own careful cursive

A poem in two hands:

The day’s sun rises
And twin duties rise with it
Carrying us off…

The sun falls at eve
Followed by troubles and work
Leaving only us…

 

An Edeldetta based on their C support for the ocean prompt. Thinking I might recreate their entire support line in poems:


You stood there behind her
Watching her every move,
Hanging to every word
In search of courage.

For when you look to her
You see her standing tall
In spirit if not in height
And you can but marvel.

You stood there behind her
Till she snapped at last
Lashing out like all do,
A lesson Father taught you.

For you are quite the coward
Who rambles and raves
Hoping to retreat off and away
To hide from the world around.

She stood there before you
Admonishing you harsh and hard,
Yet not for your weaknesses
But instead for her own.

For she fears the great sea
So vast and wide and cold,
Capable of swallowing her up
As she cannot swim at all.

She stood there before you
Revealing herself to be a girl
With fears and frights her own,
And weaknesses aplenty.

For you are but human
Beset both by frailties
Falling heavy on the shoulders
As all fears must.

You two stood together
Upon even ground it seemed
And your heart rang out
For that to never shift.

 

a couple of days ive really liked, so far

 

I can't do the makeup prompt because makeup triggers the ever living shit out of me so I did this pretentious ass ropeplay Edeleth poem instead. Edeleth is the sub.

Spoiler: It's porn

What’s it like to
Lose control ceding
All to
Another your trust
In their hands to
Carry you through
It all

You don’t know the answer to that

Till you sit before
Her on your
Bed right there one
Night after
Having said
“Yes” when
She asked “Are
You sure, El”
Earlier
That day

There’s a
Pit
Of fear boiling
Up in the
Throat
As she walks
Over to
You, her hands
Carrying it, that,
The rope
And she asks
Again “Are you
Sure, El”

But you say because you’d like to know

What the difference is
Between chain and
Rope on the
Wrists from her
Before you, walking
To the bed you’re
On, waiting, watching
The breaths you
Breathe heavy, hard,
One, two and
Three a careful count
Kept to keep you
Focused

“Are you really sure about this, El” the

Third time she
Asks the words
Stumble out the
Throat with a
Nod and your hands raised
Up as your fear
Rises to meet
It taking you
Back to a time
In the dark far
From her here but
She is there
And she is
Here, her smile
Carrying you back
To this
Shore

A moment just
Long enough for
You to assent
Again heart steeled at
Last lest fear take
You down deep and
Away from her
Who wraps the
Rope about your
Wrists which tense
At the feel of
Rope foreign to
Your mind all
Weight but no
Cold like chains and
They bind tight over
Time keeping your
Hands in one
Place unable to
Part when pulled
Taut

There it is again, the panic, but she’s there too

And the rope’s
Weight which you
Don’t know quite
Yet keeps you
Bound right
Here with a
Weight foreign to
The touch and
Like chains but
Unlike chains and
The bind is
Similar enough that
You tumble down in
To a pit pitch
Black with fear for
What happened there but
She sits here and pulls
The rope taut
Part of a
Knot in your
Stomach falls from
You as you look
At her, your safe
Haven there, here
In all times and

You

Are

Swimm
Ing

Sinking down
Into
Her
Twin pulls
Trust,
Fear
Joined tight
At the
Wrist

You think you
Know now the
Difference and
You start to
Laugh right
There though there’s
Nothing to laugh
At that you
Know of, save
That you
Laugh

And she asks you again once more and

The answer is
Yes because
You sink right
Into her
Safe haven
Always and
Ever, here and
Now, then and
There though
She was not
There not even
Known not
Then, but soon
Soon, now, now
You know that
The difference is
Her

 

Did a series of four poems today. They are all Edeleth poems because I Have A Problem.

Spoiler: THE POEMS

For the "competition" prompt:

It’s just a game
Is what so many say
After their games
With the princess.

She’d run right through
To the reviews
Playing back each move
In careful sequence
Always asking questions
More to herself
Than her partners
And even Claude tired of it.

They tired of her moods too,
For she frowned at failure
And criticized each move made
When she saw she slipped,
But she boasted proudly the same
At every falter of her foes
No matter who they were.

It’s just a game
To so many
And one not dire
To any but the princess.

But the professor?
Her professor?

She never said those words
And she liked the reviews
When they had the time for them
For she’d cut them short
When lecture time came around
Lest Seteth complain at her.

So the princess’ partners rose
From two to three players
And this newest one was
The most prized of them all
For she was the toughest yet,
Making even Claude seem weak.
The most frustrating too
For she’d try to share mid game
Her battle strategies
As the princess pondered through
The game’s course before them.
Help was unwanted, unneeded
For though it was just a game
She’d best her yet, her teacher,
And by her own grit alone
As the thrill of the fight
Meant all in the world to her.

--

For the "blush" prompt:

There was a sort
Of way El would blush,
Uallach noticed,
When she was hugged.
She’d go stock still
As her face lit up
And if they were together
With others still
She’d purse her lips
Making an odd frown
To stifle a smile,
And if they were alone
She’d still try
On reflex alone
Before settling down
Into a warm smile
That only Uallach’s seen.

She liked those blushes.

--

For the "combat" prompt:

She’d strike her down
If she must, her teacher
Who stood before her
Face hard, sword upraised,
And she told herself again
She would fight ever one
Without a hint of hesitation
For her will must be firm
And her grip certainly was
As she raised her axe
And her voice with it
To declare her intent, solid
As the lump in her throat.

She’d strike her down
If she must, her teacher,
For love holds naught against ambition,
But she’d like it not.

--

For the "shield" prompt:

The Emperor, she carried a great shield,
That stood almost as tall as she did,
Onto each and every battlefield
Not a sword could pierce it
Nor spear or axe nor arrow
Letting her charge as she saw fit
But magic can bite through all
And troops beyond count can pile on
Till the Emperor seemed ready to fall
Only for her consort to step forward
Deep on into the frenzied fray
Cutting through foe after foe onward
The Emperor, she carried a great shield
And an even greater behind her
Such that none could best them on the field

 

https://artbyifer.tumblr.com/post/190888697550/carey-and-killian-from-taz-balance-for-femslash

 

oh, it's february, isn't it

 

Aaaaaaugh the prompt list is not sparking anything this year T_T

 

I've decided to go to tvtropes and hit the "random tropes" button, possibly followed by the "random media" button. Hopefully this works.

 

Noelle Susie and Kris

Griddlehark


(NB people count because F+X=F and because I said so.

 

belatedly: prompt lists! (all on tumblr, sorry.)

general: one, two, three

nsfw "dark" (i really don't think they all count as dark automatically but that's what the poster calls them)

 

have i finished anything for these yet? no.

i am working on some tho!