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anyone wanna talk abt how nina and kuwei absolutely remain close friends to this day and visit each other in ravka regularly because i know in my heart this is true

  • nina gets what it’s like to be on your own in a foreign country trying to accomplish a seemingly-impossible task, and having her check in every so often is a huge help for kuwei settling into his new life there
  • they’re the most multilingual of all their friends and bond over this.  nina doesn’t get many opportunities to practice shu even though she speaks it fluently, and although kuwei speaks passable ravkan, he improves a lot faster from speaking to nina without the added pressure of having to do anything other than talk.
  • both of them religiously pick up bits of gossip and remember all of it and have at least an hour sharing all of it every time they meet (mostly nina.  kuwei likes keeping things to himself so he can use it if he ever has to.  but sometimes he’ll tell her something and nina’s eyes go wide because there’s no way kuwei should know that.)  between the two of them, they know what’s going on with everyone at any given time and have also been known to discuss this in earshot of whoever they’re talking about by switching languages so nobody can prove it
  • when inej comes to visit nina, the three of them go for waffles.  afterwards, inej and nina take turns teaching each other the rowdiest sea shanties they know and kuwei looks on with a mixture of confusion, amusement, and horror, because neither of them can carry a tune and there are some lyrics he wishes he didn’t understand.  (he’s totally memorising them for later, though.)  they’re so happy and enthusiastic about it that after a while it’s hard not to give up and laugh
  • both of them also know what it’s like to lose someone you care about and to have to move on and make a life for yourself regardless.  it’s not something either of them talks about a lot but sometimes, a good number of years in the future, they will.  nina tells him about matthias, about the future they were going to make together and how they were going to change the world.  the work she’s still trying to do on her own.  the promise she made to try and help the younger drüskelle who could become something more, like matthias did.  kuwei doesn’t need to say a lot to that, mostly just listens, but he’s seen how much nina’s accomplished in the years since the ice court job and matthias’ death and all of the good she’s done.  
  • he especially doesn’t have a lot to say about his life before fjerda and ketterdam, not a lot of it is things he wants to remember, but he was close with his father even if their relationship wasn’t perfect and sometimes there’s something to say about that.  about how it might have been better for the world if it was his father who survived shu han, how kuwei could have done something to help them escape if it wouldn’t have exposed him as a grisha to the fjerdans.  i could have brought matthias back, nina says quietly.  i almost did.  sometimes letting go is better.  
  • the potential with these two is honestly so underrated and i feel like we as people need to talk about it more

bonus:

  • nina: wake up, i have a huuuuge dilemma i need your opinion on!  
  • kuwei: what?  
  • nina: am i more beautiful today than i was yesterday?  i mean at first i looked in the mirror and i thought well, yes, definitely, huge improvement–  
  • kuwei: can i have my pillow back?  
  • nina: –but then i thought maybe it’s not that i’m more beautiful today, maybe i was just as beautiful yesterday but i lacked the self-esteem to recognise it!  
  • kuwei: don’t take this personally but get out

ghostblade13767  asked:

Hi how do you make skin tones in the colour wheel?

I’m not sure if you mean traditionally or digitally, but generally for me, most skin tones fall on a red/orange hue, with a lower saturation. 

If you’re more for traditional art, reds and yellows mixed with small amounts of white for lighter skin tones, or mixed small amounts of green/blue for darker skin tones. 

thirtythreebetadelta  asked:

Hi! Can I please request headcanons for Optimus Prime not being a morning person? 🐝

The alarms were blaring throughout the base. Grumbling something unintelligible and rolling over onto his front, Optimus threw his arm up over his audials to block out the noise. Even though it happened every single morning, it still felt as though it was far too early to be functional as the heavy footsteps of battle-weary Autobots echoed down the huge corridors. Optimus heard a quiet sshhhk of his door sliding open and closed again with no noise being heard in between, it was the most obvious hint that it was you, the footsteps too stealthy to even be heard. 

He counted the seconds as you approached. 1… 2… 3… …17, 18… Finally, there was a tiny hand placed over top of the throbbing audial flare where you could reach. As though touching it were a button, the alarm ceased and silence settled throughout the base once more save for the muffled voices of the others outside. Your voice was gentle as you stroked the metal.

“Morning.”

A groan of dismay from the gigantic Autobot.

“The others are already awake, you should come out and refuel.”

Another groan, and a dismissive curl of steam rising from the exhaust pipes on his back. I heard you the first time.

You sat there, stroking the sensitive metal of the leader’s helm while he huffed and mumbled his way into alertness. A finial flicked. Optics cracked open with a sliver of blue. Systems beeped and booted up, and an engine idled on with a low, healthy rumble.

Optimus rolled over onto his back, giving you the opening to crawl up over his chest and lean against the crook of his neck to stroke the cables there. He let out a heavy exvent and stared unfocused at the ceiling of the base’s room, letting a hand come up to cradle you against him. When you started stroking along those long finials, he let out a quiet, throaty moan and his optics slipped shut once more.

“Five more minutes?” He pleaded sleepily. 

You rolled your eyes and smiled to yourself, admiring the bot’s beautiful features, though you complied and continued your ministrations. There wasn’t anything particularly important that needed to be done today. No Decepticons on the scanners. No attacks on their base. Fowler wasn’t banging on their door asking for explanations. The other Autobots were healthy and happy, all things considered. 

Everything was doing… pretty alright.

“Five more minutes.”

anonymous asked:

If Kiibo had the digestive system like real gastro bot, what do you think he'd eat first? ( Note: meat has too much fat to be turned into biofuel so be careful what you choose. O^O this is for science!)

He’d probably go for the best first, aka sweets. 

He’d get really eager about trying out all kind of sweets and he’d even bake some muffins and cookies himself. Ouma would make jokes about Kiibo’s robooty gaining weight, but can a robot’s weight even change? 

Kiibo would be passionate about cooking but being really terrible at it… which means the cast has to suffer cause they don’t want to burst the bubble.