Aromantic Awareness Week!

Hehehe. You inspired me to make my own lil silly design for lady Jeanne D’arc!!

I think she’d maybe fight Athena, who I might also design because I’m on a kick now. But really who knows. Also armor is very hard to try and draw, lol

A Fair Lady indeed.

The armored figure grabs the rosary from their chest, breaking the chain.

Fighting for god brought them nothing but death and the hot flames of the bonfire, now they want to kill humanity!?  unforgivable, if that's what God wants, unfortunately, the sword cannot allow it. 

Throwing the symbol of their faith to the ground. 

It was no longer for God, but for humanity.

Silence, the arena was silent. 

The blue flames around the armored figure, the sword in the shape of a cross, rising from the fire.

"Ladies and Gentlemans, Gods and Goddesses and others, the represent of humanity is The warrior who died in the name of God, but even so was not heard by him, or any other god, The Witch!!!" 

The armored figure reveals the face, the face of a woman, thrusting her sword into the ground and the flames around her die. 

"JOANA D'ARC!"

butcher & poet

OKAY PEOPLE. So, I love flowers. Flower symbolism especially. So, doing some somewhat legitimate research, I decided to see dig deeper into the flowerbeds of mystery that is Welcome Home, to see if I can uncover any symbolism.

I’ll be using the flowers from the picture below, thank you. And of course, credit to @partycoffin btw check them out they’re incredible

Let’s start with this lovely flower

By my guess, it seems to be a daffodil of some kind? The closest flower I can get currently.

Now, daffodils symbolize rebirth and new beginnings in many definitions. White daffodils tend to hold a desire to be transformed and move away from selfishness. They are also known as Narcissus, who in many stories was a man obsessed with his beauty and eventually turned into the flower when he perished.

Next flower!

Not gonna lie, there are many flowers that this could be. I’ll give my best guess, of course.

First, Gerbera Daisy. Egyptians believed they symbolized a closeness to nature and devotion to the sun. In general, they usually symbolize innocence, purity, cheerfulness, all that jazz. It looks very similar to daisies in general, what with the dark center and the formation of the petals.

Second, Black eyed Susans, or Coneflower. They tend to be a symbol of encouragement and a symbol of adaptability in some definitions. Supposedly, it’s also a symbol of Justice? But I can’t currently verify that. The petals and dark center again line up well.

Now for the last one

Now, I have two more guesses for this one.

Rose. Now, warm colored roses hold a meaning of affection and warmth when gifted to a friend. Roses in general tend to symbolize desire and love, of course.

Carnation. Now, Carnations also symbolize a form of love, but also mean fascination and distinction. It’s seen as the official flower for Mother’s Day, given the meaning behind it with the Virgin Mary. It’s colors have different meanings, all in some form or another in relation to love.

Of course, this is all mostly just my ramblings and not really any theory stuff. I just like trying to analyze things I find interesting! Do with this information what you will and fact check it because I am NOT a professional in the slightest.

Ah!! Absolutely amazing!!!

@enigma-imagines's spidersona! With some grizzly bears~

Just a sweet wholesome art of these two (or rather three) because why not. Witch’s heart is a great game and I honestly love it. Expect more art of it from me in the future!!

Oh! And also, I thought I’d try my hand a lil but of writing, so please enjoy. Apologies if it’s OOC in any way.

“I’ll keep you company while you study!” Claire had said with a bright smile. It was a sweet offer, and while he’d said she would probably find it boring, she still tagged along. He had to give her that.

However, he was only a bit surprised when he felt a weight fall on his shoulder. A head of blue hair ruffled against turquoise fabric. Ashe paused at the soft smile on her face. The similarities just continued to rear their heads. That soft smile brought back far too many memories.

Thinking harder as he tore himself away from the textbook, he realized something.

“Let me keep you company while you read!” Lilia would huff, even as Ashe told her she’d be bored.

It wasn’t exact. No, that would be too much of a coincidence. He frowned for just a second. Tears pushed at his eyes, a long intake of air all it took to clear them. He looked back down at Claire, her face still stuck in a soft smile.

If he scooted just the tiniest inch closer to her, none would be there to see. None but that with golden eyes like his own. She would smile at the two.

He’d found a new family of sorts, she thought. And maybe he would be alright.

Yes. The soul was sure of it. Especially if it meant she would get a sister!

Ashe could swear, for a moment, that he heard a giggle float past his ears. A breeze tickled his face. He shook his head fondly. Just his imagination, Ashe turned back to his book. Claire’s soft snores brought a smile to his face as he turned to a page about blood cells.

She really did make for good company.

*Espio and Charmy trying to find a gift for Vector's birthday*

"So, do we get him the 'World's Best Boss' mug or the 'World's Best Dad' mug?"

Ketsukane humans,, they were a lot more straightforward compared to Axis and Guardener… [also Kanako has a fox ear headband she doesn’t have two sets of ears diebksbei]

THEM!!!

Cuties 🤍💜

“…what the actual fuck- PUT IT BACK!” Alex exclaimed, hands flying everywhere around them. They‘d done enough things today that could make them criminals back in her hometown, and the same was probably true here, alternate universe or timeline or whatever! Honestly, Alex was getting really tired of this job already, and the Lieutenant wasn’t making any of it easier.

“Pft-“ The maniac in question cawed, spinning the bloody sword with a crazed giddiness. It made the other uneasy. “Why would I do that, mi amiga, when he’s already dead?” The bloodied silver of the blade was pointed right in Alex’s face, almost grazing the very tip of her nose. The girl shrieked, falling backwards onto the dusty, rocky ground.

“D-don’t point it at me!” She choked out rather squeakily, glaring daggers as the other cackles.

“Alright, alright, I will!” Phoenix waved a hand as she responded, spinning the sword one more time. Soon enough, she tossed it over her head. They heard it whistling flying through the air for a moment, until a shriek of pain echoed it. The blonde’s almost bat-like ears fell a bit, clawed hands grabbing Alex’s as they fell into a run. “Rápida, to the avian city!”

“To the what?!”

“Luego; I’ll explain after my shortcut!”

“That doesn’t-“ Her frustration was silenced by her own shriek as she was dragged head first into a portal. The golden glow disoriented everything, ears buzzing and ringing in tune with every single sensation of the universe. It was like being pulled like taffy and torn apart, only put back together by tape; All for a god damn shortcut! They should’ve kept that sword, so Alex could chop that cocky, careless head off it’s immortal pedestal.

Oh, right. Immortal.

God damn this job.

“Where did you get a sword?!”

“Found it.”

“Where?!”

“Dead body.”