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nitethekitten  asked:

Listen do not feel bad about drawing Kel cartoony so much of his fan art is serious and edgy and while there's nothing wrong w that it(he's a villain after all!) was so refreshing to see a goofier cartoon version of him I love it so much god bless u

thank u!! i love the little quirks they added to his personality in wow and hearthstone, really makes you forget how much of a bad guy he actually is

piesandfalcs  asked:

I'd just like to say that as an aromantic person who grew up overseas I really appreciate Kel a lot and thank you. My question: How did you develop the different magic systems in Tortall and Emelan? Which do you prefer?

I actually prefer Emelan, ‘cause I like the idea of taking everyday things and finding the magic in them. I’m always intrigued by how to create magic from the everyday. Seeing as how I see magic in virtually everything.

Tortall, I’ve been fascinated with myths and legends and the occult since I was a teenager. I drew on those things, on what I had learned, and what I could find out, to create the magic system for Tortall.

Thank you for your compliments on Kel - I really like her, and I had originally thought that her experiments in romance would lead to her finding a partner. But to my surprise, she grew away from that, and at least I was smart enough to go where she led.

anonymous asked:

KEL I REALLY LOVE YOU AND YOUR ART, ESPECIALLY THE TYLER AND JC STUFF ❤❤❤ I was wondering if you have any advice about casually making comics? Whenever I try, it's hard to properly put the panels together. Like I understand what I want to say, but will other people get it? MY THOUGHTS ARE VERY SCRAMBLED. SORRY FOR THE TROUBLE 🌹🌹 HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY

IT’S NO TROUBLE ANON THANK YOU FOR LIKING MY DOODLES omg I don’t think there’s a ‘right way’ to do comics, but personally when I draw comics I think a lot about reactions! I kinda start by thinking of a particular situation or a character saying/ doing something, and I draw the rest of the panels based off the other characters reacting to that! I like to do it in a way so that every panel is (generally) a character reacting to something i.e replying to another character/ pause for change in expression/ change of view to see what the character is looking at etc  I ALSO DON’T LIKE CRAMPED PANELS SO I LIKE SPACING REACTIONS/ CONVERSATIONS OUT and my general rule is one reaction per panel, so say if someone is reacting in surprise, I’d do a panel for the surprise face, and then another panel for what they might say/do next: 

THIS IS JUST A PERSONAL PREFERENCE as to how i like pacing my comics though!! I tend to plan out my comics like a movie rather than a comic so they can get long with unnecessary panels LOL  

ALSO I think it’s important that a comic is understandable to someone who has no context/ background on the characters (especially if I’m doing shorter comics), so I always try to read through my draft panels with the mentality that I have no idea what’s going on AND I’D THINK ABOUT THINGS LIKE would that jump to the next panel make sense? Should I add in another panel to better explain what the character is doing/ thinking? DONT BE AFRAID TO ADD MORE PANELS/ TAKE OUT PANELS FOR IMPACT Also, keep in mind that you can use a lot of things besides words to convey the story i.e. the character’s expression/ body language/ reaction to something etc 

omg ok I think this is getting a little messy and long AT THE END OF THE DAY I think it’s most important to find a method that works for you!! Read through comics you enjoy and take note of how they pace the story/ plan panel compositions/ get something across and try to incorporate that into your own stuff!! If you’re worried that your panels might be confusing, get someone else to look it through for you after, or you can drop me a msg via tumblr chat too, I’m happy to help if I can!! 

halliescomut  asked:

I have loved your Tortall series for about 18 years and re-read them almost yearly. Kel's series really inspired me to live in a way where I consistently try to improve things for others and stand-up/speak-up for those who can't. In the end it has inspired me to become a social worker and I am in school for that now. Now the actual question, what types of modern/real life jobs do you think your characters would have? Beka's Provost Guard could = Police officer, but what about Kel, Daine ...

Kel is probably military. Regular army, I would think. Alanna, same thing. She’d be one of the first women to have gotten in. Daine would be a vet. She’d work in rescue and rehab/release for wild animales. Numair would be involved in astronomy or one of those really arcane aspects of physics. One more– Aly would be in intelligence.

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Chapter 01: Lost and Found

      From the computer to the board. From the board to the computer. The motions continued. Ms. Martin stood in front of the auditorium sized classroom, speaking on cells and DNA as the two smart boards behind her displayed everything the Professor stated. Naturally Eva found herself looking over notes, making sure every key detail was taken down. Most of this would be reviewed once labs started, so no need to stress over it. Besides, this is Eva’s third year taking a science course under Professor Martin. By now the professor’s antics were memorized. Hopefully, anyways. 

      Shifting to the right, Eva arched an eyebrow as she faced her roommate and best friend since freshmen year at New York University, Kelly Griffin, as the two clearly had different outlooks when it came to Martin’s class. Leaning back in the cushion seat, Eva crossed her arms, plainly giving Kelly her attention. 

      “What?” Kelly whispered, but her lack of knowledge as to why Eva was looking at her, proved the point as to what the real reason was by itself. 

     "We will have a test in two days, Kels.“

      "I know. I don’t need to write notes for everything she says to pass. Besides, are you going to even remember half of that shit by Friday?”

      “Maybe not,” Eva responded honestly, making them of both smirk. “At least I’m trying though.”

     False hope was more than nothing at all. At least its giving the chance to succeed. Instead of completely ignoring everything by being on Amazon searching for phone cases.  

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happy birthday julius!

wrote this fic for @ocsickficsideblog‘s oc julius because he’s a sweetheart and deserves a fic to celebrate him!  (even if it’s a fic about him being sick and having my asshole oc as a caretaker)  also, april is wonderful and i love her even though i’m a sucky friend, so this is for her, too!

WARNING: descriptions of vomit below

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When Kel walked into a bathroom filled with retching sounds, he immediately turned around and walked right out.  Not his problem.  He could find another bathroom.  Or he could just wait until later, when Mr. Sick had vacated the area.  Since he didn’t know of any other restrooms nearby and was feeling particularly lazy, Kel settled on the latter.

By the time class ended an hour later, Kel really couldn’t wait any longer, so he speed walked back to the restroom and immediately started emptying his bladder.  It wasn’t until after he started peeing that he heard it: another retch.  And then another, and another.  Whoever it was didn’t stop retching the whole time Kel was peeing.  It continued even as Kel washed and dried his hands.  He winced as he moved to leave the restroom; the sick guy must have been heaving for over an hour, and didn’t seem to be feeling any better for it.

Not my problem, not my problem, not my problem.  Kel just wanted to go home and sleep.  A kind person would help out and he knew that, but he also knew that he wasn’t a kind person.  He’d always had a strong conscience, but he didn’t care about guilt.  He didn’t.  Hadn’t for years.

So why was he unable to make his legs move him away from the bathroom?  Why was he still listening to the retching?  Why, in the past couple of weeks, had he started to care?

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he grumbled, turning around and going right back into the bathroom.  He knocked on the door of the only occupied stall.  “You alright in there?”

A choked, negatory noise was the only response.  Kel flinched.

“Can- Can I come in?  Can I help?”

“Mhm,” the sick guy mumbled.  Kel slowly pushed the door open.  Kneeling on the floor of the stall, his cheek resting on the toilet seat, was a black haired man.  Or a boy?  He was small, and looked young, but then Kel was often mistake as being much older than he was, so he tried not to judge.  Instead, Kel lowered his voice as the sick guy eyed him curiously.

“You’re not hungover, are you?”  Kel asked, but he could tell the difference between alcohol poisoning and natural sickness without any confirmation.  The stranger shook his head, and swallowed a gag.

“Stomach - urp! - bug,” he mumbled.  Kel nodded.

“Have you thrown up yet?”  A small shake of the head.  Kel sighed.  “I’ll stay with you until you do,” he said reluctantly.  “Then you should head home.”

“Thank you,” the sick man croaked.  “Are you in- hurrgh!”  He didn’t get to finish his sentence due to an overpowering retch, but Kel was able to anticipate where it was going.

“I’m in high school,” he explained.  “Name’s Kel.”

“Nice to - ulp! - meet you,” the stranger panted.  “I’m - huuurk! - Julius, in co- huurrup! - col - hicuurp!

Again, Julius was cut off by a heave.

“Your name is Julius and you’re in college, I got it.  Just breathe, you’ll be alright.”  Kel found himself stealing words his roommate had used with him.  “Have you had any water recently, Julius?”

“No,” was the weak response.

“Let me get you some.”  

“Wait don’t leave me-“  Julius cut himself off with hollow burp and a shudder, and Kel tentatively squeezed his shoulder.

“I’ll be back in just a minute, I promise.”

It only took Kel 57 seconds to grab a bottle of water from the vending machine nearby, but by the time he got back, Julius was retching again.

“Here,” Kel said, pressing the bottle to Julius’s lips.  “Drink this, I think it will help.”

Julius didn’t question him, and it occurred to Kel that the boy could stand to be a bit more suspicious about strangers.  He was about to say as much when Julius hiccuped quietly and a mouthful of clear liquid splashed into his lap.  Kel reconsidered his words before speaking.

“Fuck.”  He quickly helped Julius, who was now shaking uncontrollably, lean back over the toilet.  The older boy’s shoulder’s jolted, and suddenly he was throwing up a thick, brown substance.  Tears slid down his face.

“Woah.  No need to cry,” Kel cringed.  “You’ll be okay.”

Julius nodded, but couldn’t speak as more sick spilled from his lips.  He panted for a bit, trembling.

“Do you think you’re-“

Julius was shaking his head before Kel even finished asking if he was done throwing up.  A minute or two passed before Julius lurched forward again.  Nothing came up the first time, and the next silent heave produced only a bit of spit.

“I think-“  Kel started to suggest that Julius was empty, but again the sick boy shook his head.  He squeezed his eyes shut, only to have them fly open a moment later as a rush of liquids gushed from his mouth.  He coughed weakly, bringing up a bit more bile, and let out a whimper before leaning back against the stall wall.  Kel gingerly flushed the toilet for him.

“Sorry,” Julius sniffled as he tried and failed to tear off a wad of toilet paper from the roll.  His hands were shaking too bad, and it was painful to watch, so Kel did it for him.  He quickly handed the toilet paper to Julius; there was no way Kel was going to wipe his face for him.  The other boy seemed far too worried about other things to care about that, anyway.

“I’m sorry, I must’ve caught a bug from - *sniff* - my boyfriend.  I didn’t - *sniff* - didn’t mean to drag you into this!”

“It was my own decision to help,” Kel muttered, begrudgingly.  “No need to cry over it.”

“I’m- I’m sorry,” Julius said, trying to contain his tears.  “I don’t mean to…”

Kel sighed.  “I know.  It’s okay, really.”  He noticed that some of the color had returned to the other boy’s face.  “Feeling any better?”

Julius managed a shaky smile.  “Yeah.  Yeah, I am.  Thank you.”

Kel shrugged.  “Okay.  Are you going to be alright?  Is there someone you can call to pick you up?”

Julius pulled a phone out of his pocket, and stared at it with a bit of surprise on his face.  The shock quickly morphed into a soft smile.  He showed Kel the screen.  It was filled with an incredible number of texts from someone named Alistair.

“That’s my boyfriend,” Julius said softly, proudly.  Kel cringed internally, but maintained a straight face as Julius went on.  “Apparently he was worried and will be here in five minutes or so.”

“Oh, okay,” Kel nodded and stood to leave, lingering a bit when Julius cleared his throat.

“Uhm.  Thank you again.”

“It was no problem,” Kel said tightly, ready to leave.

Julius smiled knowingly.  “Well, thank you anyway.  You actually really remind me of Alistair, and it was a huge comfort to have you here.  You’re a very kind person.”

Kel grunted.  “Sure thing.  See you around.”

And with that he stalked off, a bit shaken.  The last thing he wanted was to be compared to some lovesick guy who worried about his boyfriend day in and day out.  Surely a single act of kindness didn’t mean he was becoming soft.  Right?

And yet Julius’s words continued to echo in his head: You’re a very kind person.

It wasn’t a compliment Kel had ever expected to receive, and he wasn’t sure, but he thought that maybe a part of him - a very small part - actually wanted to believe it.

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Hey guys! I was recently asked to do a bellarke fic rec, and with Fanfiction Writers Appreciation Day just around the corner (21st of August; go appreciate fanfic writers y’all!), I thought it was a good time to find my favourites. 

I’m posting under the cut, because it got a bit long and I didn’t want to make your dashes annoying. I’ve tagged the writers whose tumblrs I know, and used some people’s names like I know them even if I don’t – let me know if you want me to remove any of that (or add a tumblr I don’t know). I’m giving little review/summaries and mostly just being amazed at all the awesome fics we have in this fandom.

So, anyway – Happy Fanfiction Writers Appreciation Day!! This is me letting you know I appreciate you all a lot. Read these fics!!!! They’re great, and I encourage everyone to send writers (all that you like, not just these ones) love and kudos and comments to let them know you like their stuff.

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anonymous asked:

Kels something really big happened today!! For 2-ish years I’d dated one girl off-and-on, until I found out she’d been cheating. We hadn’t spoke since October 10th of last year. But today I decided to message her, to try and get some closure. And I got it. She admitted she’d been wrong and apologized, two things she’d never done before. I feel so much better than I have in years. I just wanted to share my happiness with someone. - c.w

I’m so happy for you! You deserve that closure and I hope you find someone who gives you so much love.