#DO U WUV ME.

[n1ghtwarden]

minthara knows the bonds of war - she knows the bonds of blood more so; a web that binds; chokes. necessary, forged in fire - tested by time and battle after battle. those, of course, were far stronger than any family bonds - kin turn against kin as easily as water flows, as a spider weaves. the night warden knows not what the assortment of souls before has gone through to reach this blighted land alive; only that their own bonds have been forged in the same heat as her own had. friendship; rare and true, and a retort forms on her lips, faltering at the defensiveness - the steel in arlis' words, in her look. the night warden knows that expression, and had worn it often enough in her raiding days - no word or hand would ever be raised against her own men. and for once, minthara falls silent - watching, listening to arlis speak, and an uncomfortable sensation gnaws at her as the other continues - settling within her like a weight. the expression of a martyr looking at a blade - the tortured awaiting execution. it burns in her, expression hardening as storm clouds gather, darkening her as she brews.

" i do not need your pity. " she spits, agitated; expression pinching with irritation. the night warden does not enjoy the way arlis looks upon her now; as though she is wounded, bleeding out into the salted earth of the shadow cursed lands. a part of her knows that she is; a map of scars across her body that will never heal - the lone survivor, and she did not even possess the strength to claw and fight her way from the colony. " continue to look at me with it -" red eyes narrow, her jaw set as she takes in the other woman - the way she reaches for her; and minthara stiffens, teeth bared in warning, lips curling into a snarl. " - and i will pluck your eyes out from your skull. unlike your bard, i do not have spares to give you. " the night warden remembers how arlis had looked at her before; eyes narrowed, suspicious - she had preferred the fear. that, she knew as intimately as the dance of battle. this is a weakness; an insult, her eyes burning with a cold fury. what she does not notice is the way her vision blurs and burns - a shaky breath leaving her as she blinks; once, twice -- lips twisting into a thin, hard line as she looks away; then back again.

arlis has been lucky - all things considered. luck, being relative - tadpole aside, absolute aside. she had always been protected from the call of the absolute; had never lost herself to its crushing will. more than that: she had not lost any of the others here, weak as the night warden knows them to be; shackled by fears and petty desires. they all have that same will to live - the same, perhaps, can be said of her. how is it that they have survived, and her own had not? minthara baenre, lost daughter of menzoberranzan, knows that the blame lies solely with her. she will believe this until the day she is cold in the ground.

another step back; grateful for the distance she creates, and minthara's chest heaves with a slow, deliberate breath. brave, foolish girl - the same as she. her jaw clicks, slides; the noise of her teeth grinding loud within her skull. " you will have to gain the strength to do so, should you seek to be useful in our campaign. " ours. the word tastes strange within her mouth; unable to quite speak it aloud. " and if you cannot gain it, you will take it. if we are to survive this, there must be not a moment of doubt or fear; or ketheric will find it and strike us down before we even manage to wield a blade against him. "

@beregosts ha ha hi.

𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃𝐋𝐘, 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐘, she feels a sudden defensiveness stir within her at mention of the others. arlis isn't certain when, or really even how, but they are more than just the odd assortment of acquaintances cobbled together amidst horror now. they are her friends, undeniably, and there is a frightening swell of care behind her ribs when she thinks, speaks, of each of them. minthara is allowed her skepticism, but is matched with a coolness of tone that reveals her protectiveness. ❛ they are far more than you give them credit for and they are far stronger than i suspect you could imagine. ❜ of course, how could the drow before her know the sharp arc of lae'zel's steel or the way the very air seems to crack and shift around gale's hands, how could she measure the enormity of karlach's spirit or comprehend the strength of wyll's without having seen it herself? for that, arlis' next words do not bear the same ice. ❛ give it time & you'll see. ❜

something changes in minthara's face then, seems to ripple through every inch of lean form. delicate features harden, reveal more than arlis suspects the drow desires to share. it startles her. it feels like looking upon something she isn't meant to see, hasn't been given permission to witness, and for a brief moment her gaze drops as minthara composes herself, rebuilds and repairs her defenses. ❛ i'm sorry, minthara, ❜ a hand briefly, momentarily extends to comfort, but retreats before she continues gently, ❛ i didn't know. ❜

the sickly sweet rot has faded from her tongue now, the grave dust cleared from her lungs, but even now the memories of moonrise and the drowning death within set her heart to beat faster. ❛ i'd have torn those towers apart with my own hands, had i the strength, ❜ her jaw works silently, ❛ some places have been witness to too much to be saved. it should be erased, made to be forgotten.❜

[articskele]

Everytime he bends over like that I can feel my back hurt

[gothamcityneedsme]

aogami really is the anti-dagda. hes just. i will do anything for you, listen to anything you have to say, i will support you no matter what you do and will never leave your side

vs dagda who is like. i will use you for an elaborate suicide plan.

[fluffy-clouds]

i colored and lined a sketch made by @shadowduel !

[crybaby-bkg]

Incubus Dabi who is so used to being so charming and easy to slide inside the comfort of anyone’s bed, only to be brought to his knees by you—a succubus so old and grand and divine that he can’t even tell that you’re other. that you’re higher and greater than him in every way, shape, and form. that pins him so easily and makes him scream your name, gets him drunk enough on your scent and power that he forgets who, and what, he even is.

[shirogane-oushirou]

no promises anymoooooreeeee i'll appear online when i appear online 😭 every time i say "ooh i think life is almost done being overwhelming!" it. becomes even more overwhelming in the dumbest ways. all i can manage rn when i'm not stressing myself into a shut-down state is staring at the wall while listening to youtube essays + mindlessly crocheting.

i might queue up ppls art and fics w/o commentary in the tags... i want other ppl to see what all of my cool friends have made, but i genuinely can't think right now with this monstrous brain fog. i'm really sorry, just. yeah. maybe i'll think of some way to make it up later!!! once the dust has settled!!!! but until then i wuv u and miss u. smiles.

[venting in tags including familial manipulation and ableism. i. didn't mean to write all of that, thiss was originally going to be a main blog post but. aaaaaAAAAAA!!!!!

also no need for replies or anything, i'd turn them off for just the one post if i could kjsndkn, i just needed to get things out and go eep jsjndsfdn ok bye bye bye bye!!!!]

[perelka-l]

i drew pangloss :)

[badlydrawnkankri]

hey guys im home heres kankri and troll ben shapiro making out blackrom style

[lettucedloophole]

spoilers for the latest dungeon meshi ep but oh my GODDD i love marcille my pobrecita.. i think ryoko kui wrote sexism's effects on marcille really well, i think it's neat how she's a silly little guy and other people kind of underestimate her and it seems she is often down on herself about her failures or, "burdening" others in a way that feels very authentic to how it feels to be a woman and have that extra pressure of perfection to dispell suspicions of your inferiority. it's just very much the feeling i gather from it which makes marcille so relatable. and then to put another layer on it when it came out that she did black magic, she's literally A Bad Ass she is LITERALLY a Badass which makes her doubt of herself even more starkly inappropriate, and in this new episode despite the Fact that she is A Bad Ass when everyone's being a BIG MEANIE to her she's like a sad puppy when people don't let her help with revivals and like idk if i missed something but she doesn't even push back against them saying they're going to turn her in in like, a threatening way, she is just... scared. which hurt me i just wanted everyone stop being so MEAN TO HERRR my POBRECITAAAA. MY TINY LITTLE BABYY

i also laughed a lot and freaked out catching up on the two latest episodes today. DEVASTATING miscalculation on chilchuck's part to protect senshi when laois has No sense of Social cue. really happy to see laois and kabru meet, they're really funny together and i see why people like them so much as a ship now!! i am ECSTATIC that shuro is out of the game in terms of ehem. courting falin. bro COULDN'T HACK IT gEDDEM marcille. get that red dragon lady.. and omg it made me SOOOO MAD that they tried to blame marcille for that like how could that even b her fault!!! >:((( its obv the mad mage's doing. i dont get it they r just big meanies!!! stop shitting on my girl!!!

i like how kabru is like laios if he had more social awareness and was a litle Conniving... and omfg i thought it was so funny and sweet how shuro and laios just fucking beat each other up 😭 shuro said i hate autistic ppl fr. no but im glad he showed up for laios & co. in the end.. sometimes you just gotta talk ur feelings out over a fistfight lol

it was soo so fun seeing everyone interact .. all these fun characters... i cant wait to see what happens next!!! i love this show literally one of my fav animes EVER now definitely its so good its SOOOOOO GOOOOOOOD!! im terrified not knowing when its gonna end and how im gonna cope when the season ends 🗿 methinks i will have to read the manga instantly after or i will go insane from dungeon meshi withdrawal..

[satorisoup]

hiii sweetest lene!! ꒰✿´ ꒳ ` ꒱♡ i have a special delivery for ya! it's lene x ume! (lumeya) kyaaaaa you two make the cutest pair <3333

a lil token of my gratitude for your beautiful kajimii illustration~

ume made a flower crown just for you, cuz you are his flower queen! ✿ i hope you like it! i also incorporated some colors from the selfshippie color palette you did with ume cuz it's so cute!!! link to hq version

UWAHHH MY PWECIOUS MII !! (っ⸝⸝⸝ <) hewwo, hewwo m’ honey !! m’ soso happy to see yous in my inbox !! YIPEEE !! >//<

SOBSOBSOBSOB GASPS !! FOR MWE ??? 🥺 ouh, words can’t explain how excited i am rights now !! PWEASE !!

KYAAAA ME N’ UME !! ME N’ UME !! LUMEYA !! ⸜(*ˊᗜˋ*)⸝ ouh, ouh, MY HEART IS MELTIN’ !! tha wittle pose, my wittle outfit, tha sweet pink blushies, DA FLOWER CROWN !! mii, i swear, m’ screaming !! DIS IS DA CUTIEST ART IN DA ENTIRE WORLD !! are yous kiddin’ me ?? i fink i just might cry from da cuteness overload !! pwease, gives mwe an ounce of your beautiful talent !! (っ⌓ ˂̣̣̥ ) m’ ume’s flower princess, you say ?? (✿´꒳`)ﾉ WAHHH !! i fink my heart just might burst from da amount of cuteness !!

WAHHH mii, ouh my pwecious fwiend !! ( ˃̣̣̥ ᴖ ˂̣̣̥ ) words can’t describe how twuly grateful i ams for you !! you did all dis, just for mwe ?? even usin’ da color pallete of lumeya ?? da amount of thought and effort you put into dis has me meltin’ into a puddle of affection !! T^T how do i even begin to tell you hows much i love and cherish dis & you !! <3 ouh, THANK YOU !! fank you, fank you, FANK YOUS SHOSHOOOO MUCH FOR DIS !! you are so thoughtful, kind, & pwecious my sweet mii !! T^T dis has made me da most happiest girl in da WORLD !! I ABSOLUTELY LOVE & ADORE IT !! >_< i mean it !!

EEEEK m’ sweet mii, how are you doin’ today ?? i hopes you’ve been hydrating and feelin’ well !! m’ tellin’ kaji to come & gives you a smoochie, right now !! i wuv you shosho much, m’ givin’ you so many big smoochies !! FANK YOU !! MWUAH MWUAH MWUUUUAH EHE !! <3 🍓

[popponn]

mysme is doing wonders for my mental health i miss you so much my defender of justice 707 my love my star my planet the light of my life the bfest bf to ever bf the earth

[getosbunny]

Day 1 of my big girl job complete!

[dameronswife]

sometimes i just think about poe and it's like. i can't believe you mean this much to me? literally ahead of tfa i just kept scoffing at the descriptions of him, completely expected to be benevolently annoyed with him or meh at best and didn't understand why everyone went off abt how oscar was attractive (like i could tell objectively, but it's rare that i find someone subjectively attractive on a deep level), and then i just. saw poe for the first time on screen in theaters and that was it. instant attraction, and then a few minutes later realizing that oh, no i'm genuinely in love with this man. instant ride or die, we just clicked. i got him on a deeply intimate level just from those few minutes of screentime he has in the movie, that nothing about him following that ever surprised me? just. yeah that's him this makes sense.

and i remember writing what was absolutely self-insert masquerading as canon where r.ey was his best friend and i genuinely meant for it to be platonic but i kept accidentally writing a little bit something more and i genuinely think looking back on it that i probably had a crush and a squish on poe? and he may have started queerplatonic, leaning on alterous (if i'm understanding the term right). like it wasn't straight platonic because i genuinely had/have such a crush on him but it definitely wasn't straight romantic at the time either (and i still have moments where i'm like. yeah i'm definitely feeling qp feelings for him and not romantic ones). and then sometime in 2017, something I guess shifted and I wrote in an oc into that same fic who had a history with him and they both still had feelings for each other and they kissed at the end of the story but didn't wind up with each other, and then i started reading reader fic for him that same year and was like. oh I actually don't mind the idea of kissing him....i kinda wanna. and i also don't mind the idea of a relationship if it's with him, i even want it?

and like ofc things went sideways from there. i stopped reading fic bc my friend made fun of me for reading it and i felt like i was doing smth "wrong" and then the gaslighting of everyone hating him in t.lj when i didn't also severely impacted my ability to be able to enjoy him properly without trying to fold up my actual opinions to 'fit in' more and feeling anxious and not getting to enjoy it, but he was still such a cornerstone of comfort for me at the time. i even wrote my first reader fic in late 2018 to get some comfort from how awful things were in my personal life and it was of him. and then t.ros happened and the fandom got so toxic along w some friend stuff that my spin in poe almost broke (or so i thought), but like?? i spent the whole next year constantly drawn to things that reminded me of poe....read a book that was compared to the st and him a lot....bought a lot of orange things without thinking about it, developed a crush on a character that's like. basically poe with the serial numbers scratched off. all until i found my way back to him at the end of 2020 🥰 and after that i started embracing reader fic again and my romantic feelings for him and then lmao the physical/sexual attraction came in like a wrecking ball shortly thereafter which was New To Say The Least, but.

eeee i don't know i ended up gushing a lot about him but i just. sometimes i really think about the journey i've had with him, and how much good he's genuinely brought into my life. i get to feel all these emotions i never thought i would!! because of him!!! i get to explore new avenues that i wouldn't be interested in or comfortable in pursuing even mentally bc of him!!! he's helped me work through various triggers for my trauma bc they feel safe with him involved? and most importantly - i wouldn't know any of my lovely friends or partners if it wasn't for him? i stuck around in the fandom bc of poe, and that lead me right to my queerplatonic partners and family. i genuinely would not!! be the same person today if i had not fallen in love with that silly flyboy december 20th 2015!!! and isn't that just love in a nutshell?

[estarion]

“ do you love me? “

however ‘drunk’ he may be on boar’s blood—it isn’t enough to be having this conversation.  it’s just enough to gape and giggle at her a few seconds, for asking.   “emma.”   he tosses his head back, makes her name sound excruciating and sensational at the same time.  a deep, throaty groan.  at first he thinks she’s being cute;  doing that thing girls do when they grow too attached.  do you love me?  think of me when we’re not together? what even are we?   “not now, in front of star...”   the other bar girl, who knows much better than to barge into the back room when her superior and the pale man disappear into it.

star is preoccupied, not even tuned into the conversation. he still gets paranoid about her walking in, prefers to drag emma’s sofa up against the door.  they keep up the old lovers act well enough.  they do everything except use the word ‘love’.   he realises, suddenly, that emma isn’t behaving like the typical girl; she’s sitting there, stern-faced and crossed-armed at the sheer idea of him confirming some ghastly suspicion. well—if that doesn’t just piss him right off!   “—what if i said yes?”  he scoffs once. scoffs again. “is being loved by me such a horrid thing?” astarion winces at himself, frowns, pulls back from the bar, hands gripping its edge instead of his drink.

it would be such a horrid thing. “... don’t worry.”  he makes himself lighter. forces a chuckle that is soft and convincing enough. “it’s psychologically impossible for a vampire to feel anything but greed and lust.”   that’s part of what they say, anyway. scholars, studiers, stupid idiots.  astarion eases back to the bar, swirls his drink after reclaiming it.  rolls his eyes heavily and flicks an impatient glance towards the exit.  if this keeps down a certain path, he’s just going to go. but, before that, he will try to mend the strange air between them. he turns to emma again, looks her in the eye, reiterates:   “i cannot love someone.”

[oupydogcity]

hmm havent posted art yet this year. i think i will start with matsukoma divorce meme template.

[vulpinesaint]

nothing but thieves will always be My band by virtue of nobody else i know ever listening to them except through me. that's My band. My everything. anyway who wants to listen to me be soooo frowny face over their new album