#I missed my blog I miss my ladies

[puffywiz]

sighs dreamily

[lez-bichi-lover]

DRAW THIS WITH SOMEONE FROM THE MODERN AU. IDK WHICH ONE OF THE KIDS BUT SJHBHAHA PLEASE

There you go, have some baby vessel veggies! [+Bonus bcs my partner reminded me of that cute af cabbage blanket]

[siren--squid]

Going Through It in a way that only danvis can fix I think

[clit-a-cola]

For the record I will not be playing deadlock having one (1) map sounds boring as fuck but some of the characters are undeniably cool.

[anghraine]

I was thinking about how you all have been very tolerant for a long time of my GW1 fixation, given that it's not only a game (not something most people follow me for), but a game most of you will never play or see, and which I can't even wholly recommend to modern gamers used to conveniences like mounts (or, uh, the ability to jump).

Then I thought ... hey, I could show them what my fancy illusionist c. 2005 actually looked like when she casts a spell, since the game still runs and all my characters and the old maps are available. So here is some GW1 magic:

[gummywyrmtrainer]

I uploaded these to Raiker's about page, but I'm proud of them and his design still, so I'mma subject y'all to art of my boy

[sambusa]

Hey, this is Taylor from a few years back. Sorry for the ask. I haven't used this app in a few years and forgot how to message lol. I was looking through my old account and saw yours was still up and running, and I just wanted to tell you thank you for the time you were my friend and how patient you were with me. You were a great friend and an even better influence. Hope you're doing good!

This was such a wonderful surprise... I have so many words and yet none at all. Thank you for being my friend, too, and for the kindness you showed me. I hope the future has treated you kindly 🥹🫶🏾

[lightgoddess]

HI sorry i got intimidated being here and i lost my motivation to even try writing so im lurking. mainly on my main multi so catch me there ✌️

[ritahayworrth]

happy birthday to her!!!!!

[thinkingnot]

Shicmuon really got them craziest cracked genes ever

[soufre-de-paris]

between reading half gail carriger's catalog (thank you as always to my brilliant girlfriend) and ds2 i have not touched 「midsummer」 in a few days, but thats part of the creative process sometimes

the weirdest part of playing ds2 is how much i dislike the engine. ds2 was developed "at the same time" as bb, and ds2 uses the same HAVOK engine as ds1, but i gotta say, if this is the ethos of the engine for bb, i'm losing interest. it's lunky and there's a tangible disconnect between the PC and the world. and there's no ragdoll! c'mon, how can i play a FROM with no ragdoll mechanics?!

now if you'll excuse me, i need to go cry about biffy and lyall again so i can stop thinking about What Fresh Horrors Today Brought

[ladyoftheweald]

•°☆A dedicated post for my chosens; past and present.☆°•

•°☆Due to the meriade of posts going by about Chosens and beings discovering them. I dedicate this post to my chosens; both of the past and present☆°•

•°☆I have only had two chosens within my time on earth; and that may be why I feel so connected to them. They both held a part of me, a part I believe none could have held better☆°•

•°☆Tarax; my first chosen. Oh, how I miss him dearly. He was diligent, faithful, and above all brave; he would stand up to any danger without fear in order to protect those he held true to. I remember how hard he worked once he and Lance were crowned. He listened to all of his people with open heart and mind, and I do believe he and Lance secured a long age of peace. How I do wish I could have seen his reign in full, for him to have been celebrated for all his worth.☆°•

•°☆And my current chosen; Hop. I have never felt more connected to a human in my years. He is smart, kind, and I know he hold true loyalty to his region. Even if he does not remember, he is like my own kin. Perhaps that is due to seeing him during his younger years, those memories of which I hold ever close to me. But seeing him again, when the catalyst was due. Oh how it felt to be with my star again! Even afterwards when he proved himself to be able to capture I knew there could have been no other. When I've seen his bright eyes I can see Tarax within them; and I hope after his return from his 'venture in Kalos I will be able to see myself in them. And although I can feel a mist of uncertainty; I know he will return victorious, and we will be together again.☆°•

[tahuxian]

"that is your great gift. but it's a curse as well." ( from vicar amelia, for your bloodborne verse ♡ )

how  long  had  they  been  enduring  this  long  night  ?  the  never  ending  hunt  ?  it's  impossible  to  say  [  …  ]  one  cannot  even  compare  it  to  days  or  years  ,  when  the  sun  no  longer  rose  …  forever  drowned  out  in  favour  of  the  moon  .  without  knowing  exactly  when  it  started  ,  it  was  becoming  increasingly  difficult  to  hold  onto  her  sanity  and  pull  herself  away  from  the  clutches  of  the  beast  that  gnawed  away  at  her  soul  ;  desperately  begging  to  be  set  free  .  every  minute  ,  every  second  ,  was  a  battle  everlasting  …  sheer  force  of  will  beating  down  the  cries  of  that  caged  beast  who  did  naught  but  scream  to  FEAST  .  it's  voice  had  gotten  louder  recently  ,  after  the  tremendous  effort  of  putting  down  the  cleric  beast  …  REND  FLESH  FROM  BONE  ,  BATHE  IN  ICHOR  ,  EAT  EAT  EAT  . 

every  fight  that  went  on  for  a  moment  too  long  or  was  a  slither  too  satisfying  ,  is  a  great  danger  to  feixiao  …  bringing  her  closer  to  giving  into  the  desires  of  her  monster  .  there  is  however  ,  one  benefit  to  being  cursed  …  she  was  faster  ,  stronger  and  possessed  some  abilities  that  the  average  hunter  would  not  have  access  to  normally  .  a  double  edged  sword  ,  but  so  long  as  she  can  hold  out  long  enough  ,  perhaps  she  could  pierce  the  back  heart  of  the  gods  and  bring  an  end  to  this  terrible  long  night  .               “            i  will  wield  it  well  ,            ”               the  hunter  began  ,  intense  azure  gaze  meeting  the  frame  of  the  other  .                “            this  curse  and  my  blades  are  all  i  need  to  see  this  hunt  through  .            ”               spoken  with  clear  conviction  ,  feixiao's  attention  turned  to  the  candles  that  flickered  close  by  ;  watching  the  flame  struggle  to  stay  alight  in  the  very  gentle  breeze  .                “            …  i  do  hope  you'll  be  on  the  right  side  of  history  ,  when  the  gods  come  crashing  down  .            ” 

inbox prompts ... accepting ... @masqueret

[winter-jay-official]

Went kayaking this weekend and it reset my brain im normal now

[the-raindeer-king]

Imagine Simon's mom doesn't die with Tommy and Beth. Maybe she was out of town, or at a friend's house, and Roba's men were sloppy and missed her. Anyway, so it's just Simon and her now, and because he blames himself for what happened, he's pulled away from her.

He pays her rent, even if he wanted her to live in a nicer apartment complex. And he visits during her birthday and Mother's Day, and sometimes just randomly stops by. But he never stays very long, and he doesn't tell her a lot about his new life. It's a very one sided relationship, but she tries to make the best of it.

And then you move in next door, during one of Simon's deployments. You feel bad for the sweet lady that lives next to you. She never seems to have much company, and you take it upon yourself to befriend her, spending more time in her apartment than your own.

You learn about her ex husband, her sons, the tragedy, and most importantly, you learn about Simon. And you hate him. Mrs. Riley (she insists you call her Sarah) is such a lovely woman, and it's clear how much she cares about her living son, how hard she's trying to keep their relationship alive.

It's the second Mother's Day after you move in when you finally meet Simon. Your relationship with your own mother is complicated, so you've opted to spend the day with Mrs. Riley. You'd gotten her a small present, and had planned to spend the day drinking wine and watching historical romance movies.

You're thoroughly shocked when you knock on her door, and a man answers. Six feet, built like a brick house, but under his scowl, you recognize Sarah's eyes.

“You must be Simon.”

His scowl deepens, but before he can say anything, Mama Riley is pushing past him, pulling you into her apartment to fuss over you.

She apologizes for not telling you sooner, but your plans will have to be rescheduled. Simon's back early, and she can't waste a precious second.

You're understanding. You've listened to her worried rants, given her space to cry over how things have turned out. You know she loves spending time with her son, even if the visits are short and he doesn't talk much.

Simon doesn't miss the way you glare at him. There's a fury in your eyes, even as you cheerily wish his mother a happy mother's day. For a moment, he wonders if you're a spy. But that thought is quickly diminished, when you verbally eviscerate him at the door.

You're quiet, not wanting to upset his mom, but your anger is clear. It may not be your business, but Mama Riley is your friend, and you adore the older woman. And you cannot stand by while he treats her like this. She loves her son so much, and he needs to step up and try harder.

As you're chewing him out, Simon's already head over heels, planning your wedding as the seconds tick by.

(A/N: You can read this as a stand alone piece, but I did write 3 more drabbles (four in total!) for this! They're all on my blog under the tag mama riley au. Thank you for reading!)

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

[incorrectbatfam]

Bruce goes to meet the other fathers? Have a barbecue with Clark, Oliver, Berry and talk about their kids?

"Damian told me that I was cool, it's been a while since one of my kids told me that" or "Mia is doing so well at school these days"

those moments when they are all (old men) father proud of the mess the kids are?

The dads: *lounging on beach chairs*

Clark: It's nice to finally get a day off. I think Jon needed it more than me. He's still reeling from growing up and suddenly turning back into a kid again.

Ollie: How'd that happen, anyway?

Duke, walking by: That's just this blog.

Clark: What?

Duke: Nothing. Hey, B, can we use the jacuzzi?

Bruce: Sure, go ahead.

Duke: *gives Emiko a thumbs up*

Emiko: *drains the jacuzzi*

Harper and Cullen: *start cleaning the pipes*

Ollie: I know how you feel, Clark. Roy's the happiest I've seen him with Lian back but it's still a big change. We're working on getting her enrolled in school this fall so she can catch up on what she's missed.

Roy: *sprays the tub with disinfectant*

Jason: *dries it with a leaf blower*

Hal: Speaking of changes, Jaime graduated with honors. I know he's not my kid but I can't help but feel like a proud uncle. Kyle got a new concept artist job, by the way, and I think he really likes it.

Jaime: *turns the jacuzzi back on*

Kyle: *sets up folding tables*

Barry, chuckling: Bart tried to enter a marathon the other day.

Clark: Kon wanted to pay money to go skydiving. I don't get it.

Aquaman: I remember when Kaldur joined an amateur scuba class at that age. Perhaps it's an attempt to feel more human.

Bruce: It's easy for us to forget sometimes too.

Kon, carrying a giant pot: Boiling hot soup, coming through!

Kon: *pours it into the jacuzzi*

Cass: *adds spices*

Tim, with a clipboard: One down, eleven more to go. Bart, stop eating the ingredients.

Bart: It's just tofu.

Tim: That's for Damian. What's he gonna do now, starve?

Bruce: Dick's been coming home more often lately. I can tell Alfred's really happy when he sees us all together.

Dick: *drapes tablecloths over the tables*

Wally: *sets up plates*

Steve, walking in: Mind if I join? Diana's running a little late so she sent me and the girls ahead.

Clark: Of course, feel free.

Donna, holding a basket: Where do these vegetables go?

Barbara: I'll take them. Could one of you get some spoons from the kitchen?

Cassie: On it.

Steve: So where are all the ladies?

Bruce: They're in the living room. Selina's showing off her latest... um... collection. Alfred has tea in the kitchen if you want some.

Steve: Don't mind if I do.

Yara: Should I put the meat in now?

Jon: One sec.

Jon: *scoops some soup aside*

Jon: You're good now. I just needed a vegetarian portion for Dami.

Kon: MORE SOUP COMING!

Ollie: Honestly, I'm surprised everyone's doing fairly well given the industry we're in.

Steph, leading a crowd into the yard: And here's where our main event will be.

Bette: *checking names off a guest list*

Bette: That's almost everyone. Wonder Woman and Martian Manhunter are gonna be a little late. Avery's on a mission in Shanghai so she can't make it. Beast Boy and Raven stopped to buy desserts. And the We Are Robin kids just got stuck on a stalled subway train but they should be here pretty soon.

Clark: I think it's a matter of good mentorship and giving them plenty of time and space to get acclimated to the superhero lifestyle.

Jesse: *making lemonade*

Ace: *fills the coolers with ice*

Garth and Kaldur: *handing out drinks*

Barry: And giving them plenty of room to grow at their own pace.

Hal: Very true.

Bruce, sighing contently: You can't help but be proud of them.

The kids, chanting: HOT POT! HOT POT!