#{AGH}

[aka-indulgence]

After one million years I suddenly have inspiration to write another rattlesnake sans story

[kittylittersmoothie]

🥣

[littletofuna]

"Is this how it happens?" it said.

EXACTLY MY QUESTION

[larperwithastaff]

Benefşe shivered beneath the scarves she had wrapped around herself. The night was quiet, no spirits whispered lullabies in her ear.

Holding onto her wrists, she played with the beads around her arms. Her mind slipped from this realm to the spirit realm so easily, but tonight was different.

Finally giving up on getting any more rest, she resorted to going outside and giving a prayer to Fasa, trying to at least appreciate the space she had been given.

Carefully exiting her tent, she picked up her prayer book, filled with notes on her devotion to the gods.

Walking up the hill, moonlight spilled out over the grass, Benefşe went to the tallest point she knew of in Sudenburg.

Softly humming a hymn to herself, she didn't realise there was company at the top of the hill.

Wrapped in a red blanket, sat Arissa Al-Lashiek, another member of Niqaba. Their resident playwrite, and yet another stoic face amongst the cheery Arabyan merchants.

"Ari!" Benefşe's voice was quiet; "I'm sorry, I didn't realise I wasn't alone so early!"

Arissa was startled for a moment, before closing their book softly. "You are fine. I was just trying to find some inspiration from the stars. It's often quite helpful for writing."

Benefşe chuckled. "Bau paints the prettiest pictures in the sky for us..."

The young wizard paused for a moment, before asking with uncertainty: "May I join you?"

Arissa blinked, confused for a moment as to why someone would care to join them in writing, but beckoned the younger caster over nonetheless.

A minute or so passes between them. Benefşe looked up to the sky, while Arissa wrote few notes on a new play's structure.

"I assume you could not sleep?" The Aqshy wizard asked the Shyish wizard.

Once again, fiddling with the black beads on her wrist, Benefşe nodded. "I couldn't help but feel- oddly drawn away from my wind. There is an strange lack of Shyish around, it frightens me..."

Arissa nodded. "Aqshy is drawn away from myself tonight as well. While it is not safe to cast the lore of fire around camp, I am colder than usual. It is not a comforting cool wind that draws away the heat either."

Benefşe shivered, the night air was cold, indicating colder months to come.

"In the morning;" Arissa continued. "I will report the lack of winds around to the College. I'm sure the elves that run it will not be pleased to hear of their livelihood being drawn away."

Benefşe couldn't help but giggle at Arissa's dry humor. They were an interesting wizard, Benefşe had come to know them as, but it wasn't off-putting.

"May I join you?" She asked, placing her prayer book beside her. "I want to know these wizards more!"

Arissa let out a huff that Benefşe had come to learn was their laugh. "Call them a wizard, they may not take that kindly. Tread carefully among their ranks, they prefer the term "Mage"."

The fire wizard imitated the Archmage's stance, shoulders back, staff firmly in front of them, brushing loose brown hair behind her ear.

"You could be an actor, you know?" Benefşe smiled. "You're really good at imitating people!"

Arissa paused. They thought to deny it, to vehemently oppose the younger Arabyan's words, but they chose to stay silent. They quickly blinked away a haze in their eyes.

"Perhaps, one day. You are a beautiful dancer, would you dance in one of my shows?"

Benefşe nodded very excitedly. "Of course! I'd love to!"

"That settles it then;" Arissa showed a rare smile on their face, turning to face Benefşe and standing up.

"When I finish this new script, I would like to run some lines with you. I think you would make the perfect narrator for this tale."

And with that, Arissa left, pulling the red blanket closer over them, their black hair falling behind them, almost like a waterfall. Benefşe wrapped her scarves closer around her, a warmth filling her chest again. Perhaps human interaction wasn't so hard after all.

The team leader glanced at the youngest member approaching them, "Bad night?"

They nodded.

"Yea, me too."

[bridoesotherjunk]

Me trying to explain symbrock - a visualization

[rennerei]

hello tumblr ~ I haven't posted here in 6 years, and for 6 years I've been thinking "awman I miss tumblr..." today I had the genius realization that I could just. come back. literally nothing's stopping me lol

so yeah, hi !! what have I been up to you ask? drawing OCs, drawing fanart, working on super cool stuff I can't talk about, same old maren :D

[allhereincolour]

bands like one direction and 5 seconds of summer have genuinely changed people’s lives and it’s time to start putting respect on their names as bands rather than dismissing their fame because the majority of their fanbases are women <3

[pebbles-scatter]

i feel the . need to elaborate. not all of this is canon, this is me making sense of it. so like...headcanons.

im normal about time travel

[blighted-lights]

ravage is #1 personal space stealer and heater, 10/10 would recommend having him as an amica. usually he'd be sleeping curled around soundwave's head but the other cassettes are out harassing starscream on patrol, so soundwave's chest is free real estate

anyways send me asks with ur soundwave and ravage hcs and mayhaps i'll draw them soon

[mettywiththenotes]

I thought maybe you could love me like you used to

Even though I'm... different

But you changed too

So... here's to the new us

[flufflecat]

[kindaasrikal]

So why don’t we talk about the aftermath of Nya’s merging with the ocean in the prospect of being clean?

How afraid was she when a single drop of water touched her skin, leaving her trembling in anticipation for when the water melded into her skin, or her skin melded into the water?

How terrified was she of showers?

How frightened was she of baths?

How long did she sit in a bath, rocking back and forth unable to stand up and leave because she can feel herself forgetting. Can feel herself merging again.

How often did Jay have to sit in the bath with her, or next to her, to keep her conscious and aware so she won’t drown? How often did Kai watch Nya flinch back from water, the same way he did as if it would swallow him whole? How often did Cole see Nya fear water the same way he did long ago, in fear that it would send them to a state and a place they would never wish to enter? How often did Zane watch Nya try to suppress her fear of her own element the same way he did, in fear of it taking over?

How much grief was Nya in when she realised that if her will was not as strong as it is, she would’ve ended up like how Nyad did?

[engagemythrusters]

somedays I just wanna.

YOU CAN HAVE HIM BACK WHEN YOU STOP TREATING HIM LIKE OBI-WAN'S THING

[charlott2n]

hate it HATE it when lyrics sound so good while the music is playing but then JUST showing the lyrics to someone would just feel like reading sexts while youre not in the mood. no. actively in your refractory period.

[nouearth]

Taylor Zakhar Perez

The Prettiest Man Ever

[abyssal-ilk]

there is something to be said about the fact that sten invites the warden with him to par vollen when the warden leaving right after the blight would be a neglection of their duties– and duty is something sten holds very sacred. the warden's job is not done at the end of the blight, especially if alistair was killed or made king. someone has to rebuild the wardens and deal with the lingering darkspawn. and still, sten offers the warden a way out. a way to relieve themself of that duty and choose a new path, which is something he previously was pretty adamantly against.

just. thinking about him.