#ITS SO GOOOOD LIKE.

[demonstars]

raises paw. i wanna hear about it :3 also Can i share a poem that i think is really like. dream coded pre- The Video and pre-fr

OF COURSE YOU CAN. i've been reading and rereading this one since yesterdya Like i had already read it but there's something about reading poetry inside the collection it's meant for that genuinely changes your brain chemistry. I'm obsessed with it now

[thefandomexpert]

people r saying the pranged role quests are the weakest and that’s probably true but to me they were worth absolutely everything bc the turali people are like ‘well, you’re a strong enough adventurer, maybe together we have a very slight chance of standing up to these people please help 🥺’ and then you go back to gyr abania and that one resistance person is like ‘Warrior of Light. Look at me-no no no, Look At Me. You Can Not Vaporize these petty thieves you’re going after. do you understand me. I need you at your worst grey parse. I want you to use the first button on your hotbar and NOTHING else. tell me you understand. you Can Not just fucking Vaporize these guys like you normally do.’

and I just have to believe your turali pal is like. what.

[pixellangel]

(YOU WON'T LET THEM GO HOME.)

[mochinomnoms]

aspen can have my affection, but not my eel 🙂‍↔️

(apologies for the messy parts, you made him so cute and I just had to make this as soon as I got the chance🤍)

oh my goooooooooooooooooood this is so good!!?!?!?! Talented so talented fr fr i love your art style its so pleasing to look at and you made Aspen look so cuuuute!!! I love my jelly squid boy and I'm so happy you kept his rectangular pupils! I wasn't sure that they'd translate over with how I drew him AND HIS LIL FRECKLACES AAAAAAA

[voidplume]

you KNOW your quest fucking sucks when theres people like this out here saying shit with their full chest

[loudfederationscreeching]

really really super enjoying how the dominion is slowly introduced over the course of season two

first wind we catch of the dominion is via quark when he hears of them through an attempted trade agreement with someone in the gamma quadrant - makes a ton of sense that the first thing we learn is that they are a powerful force in the economics of the gamma quadrant, and it also makes great use of both quark and zek as narrative forces

the second reference to them is when a group of three million refugees make their way through the wormhole - this was also interesting because the group had been essentially farmer serfs to a more powerful species (or maybe just political group? its unclear) on their home planet, and were freed as a side effect of that group being conquered by the dominion. this to me felt like a really interesting second thing we learn; it really underscores the way deep space nine is seeing the ripples of the dominion far far before anything concrete

and then! the third reference! is a man who survived his planet being conquered, and recreated his life via hologram on another world - this episode serving to really put a face to the harm that the dominion has been causing in the gamma quadrant

this all leads up to the season two finale where sisko, quark, nog, and jake encounter a jem'hadar soldier while on their camping trip. SUCH a multilayered approach to introducing the major antagonists of the series, a great slow burn and easily the best execution of this in any star trek in my opinion. deep space nine so perfectly transitioned from episodic to serialized and it blows my mind every time

[forlorn-crows]

Dew returning from Tour and has some soft and loving reunation (is that even a word? Its a word now.) sex with Aether.

I don't know why but I'm almost crying over happines from this thought.

listen, this could be softer, it could. but its dewther. and they're desperately horny for each other. so it goes as softly as it can. but it's all love, i promise.

crow once again demonstrating she doesn't know what the definition of a ficlet is...1.4k lmao

The scent of shampoo, cinnamon, and relief curls around Aether's nostrils as he hugs Dew tight to his chest. The little ghoul melts into him, breathing him in just as deeply. Smushing his cheek into his chest.

"Missed you, firefly," Aether mumbles into his hair, voice a little watery.

"So much," Dew replies. “So fucking much, Aethe.” The admission is only loud enough for the quintessence ghoul to hear. As always. 

They pull away just far enough to look at each other, like really look at one another’s faces. There’s nothing different, of course. Simultaneously familiar and foreign. 

“Hi,” Dew whispers, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

“Hi,” Aether grins back. They reach for each other again at the same time, the fire ghoul extending his arms towards his neck while Aether scoops him up by the waist, lifting him off the ground. Dew gives him a chaste kiss before burying his face into his neck, clinging. He hides behind his curtain of hair, pressing his lips to the quintessence ghoul’s ear, daring to scrape a fang against it.

"Now get your dick inside of me before I tear off your pants in front of everyone,” he says, low and suggestive.

Aether huffs a laugh into his shoulder. "So, I shouldnt bend you over the stair railing and fuck you right here?"

Dews knees admittedly go a little weak at the suggestion. If it weren’t for Aether still holding him up, he’d surely have stumbled. “No. Don’t want any of them right now. Just want you.”

Aether hums against his skin. A playful growl bubbles up after that, right before he hikes Dew up, throwing him over his shoulder. 

“I’ll be taking this one, ghouls and ghoulettes,” he calls over his shoulder. He doesn’t need to see Dew’s face to know he’s trying his hardest to scowl at the resounding laughter from the rest of them. 

The pouting doesn’t stay long, not when Aether brings him to his room, pushing him against the door as soon as it’s closed and pulling him into a deep, open-mouthed kiss. Dew whines through his nose, desperately grabbing at the front of the quintessence ghoul’s shirt. Restraining himself from tearing it off with his claws. He can’t make his fingers work anyway, not with the way Aether threads his big hands through the hair at the nape of his neck, guiding his face however he wants as he licks into his mouth with a groan.

He’s not sure he’s ever been this hard in his infernal life. 

“Need you,” Aether says simply. “Need you so fucking badly, Dewdrop.” The use of his full name sends a shiver down his spine, threatening once again to make his knees drop out from underneath him.

He whimpers, needy. “You too—fucking hell, get your clothes off.” Aether pulls away from him like he’s been burnt, shucking his shirt off with one hand and fumbling his waistband down with the other. Dew follows suit, yanking off his sweatshirt and tshirt at the same time, toeing off his shoes and nearly tripping over himself. Somehow, they hobble towards the bed without injury, clothes flying into the corner without care. 

Aether bullies the fire ghoul onto the bed as soon as they’re both bare, pushing him down onto the sheets and engulfing him with his body. Dew groans with it, canting his hips upwards as their cocks slot together. 

“Oh fuck—oh fuck,” Dew pants, nearly shaking as his hands grope at Aether’s back, his shoulders. 

“Mmpf—can we—wait, can I just—” Aether pulls back, propping himself up on his hands, chest heaving. “Can I just—let me look at you for a second?” It’s pleading, said through a gasp. His eyes are searching his face, roaming every inch of Dew’s body. 

The fire ghoul grips his arms. “Aethe, you just—”

“Please?” Their eyes meet, so much unsaid crossing between them in a fraction of a second.

Dew softens. “Yeah,” he breathes. “Yeah that’s—okay.” He smooths his hands down Aether’s arms, stopping just under his elbows. He looks up at his mate, searching his expression. It’s almost pained—fang poking out as he bites his lip, brow furrowed, nose scrunching, eyes shining—but underneath it is disbelief, reverence. Love. 

“Fuck, Dew,” he sighs, a little bit of laughter bubbling up with it. “I can’t believe you’re here right now.”

The fire ghoul offers a small smile in return. “I’m here.” He rubs his thumbs back and forth across Aether’s skin, soothing. “Come down here?” The bigger ghoul obliges, slotting their bodies together once more. Dew sighs happily, tail thumping against the bed as he buries his face into Aether’s neck. 

The quintessence ghoul places kisses into Dew’s shoulder, really pressing his nose into his skin. He works his way down to his collarbone, teasing a little tongue and fang. Dew drops his head back down to the bed, groaning bodily. 

“Yes,” he breathes. He drops his hand into Aether’s hair, encouraging. He mouths at the hollow of his throat, nips along his sternum. “Fuck, Aether, yes.” The ghoul above him groans low before dragging his mouth over to a ringed nipple, sucking it into his mouth. 

Dew howls, a wrecked feminine sound that goes through the break in his voice. The hand in Aether’s hair tightens to a fist, ripping a groan from him too. But he keeps sucking, swirling the metal around his tongue, working the bud until it hardens in his mouth. 

“Satanas, you’re gonna kill me—please, Aethe—hn.” Dew’s cock kicks between them, no doubt already spurting precum onto his stomach. 

“Could spend all night doing this,” he admits before latching onto the other nipple. Sucking harder on purpose, abusing the sensitive flesh. 

“Please don’t,” Dew begs, twisting his other hand into the sheets. His cock kicks again, traitorously. 

“Won’t,” he mutters. “Can feel how hard you are.”  

“Want you,” the fire ghoul whines, bucking his hips into Aether. “Don’t make me wait.”

“No more waiting,” he agrees, running his hands down Dew’s torso. “Fuck, no more waiting,” he repeats, like he doesn’t believe himself. Dew guides his hand down between them, pulling his face back up with the other. Their lips seal together with a shared groan as Aether wraps his hand around them both, stroking from root to tip. 

“Fuck,” Dew nearly sobs. “Satanas, Aether—”

“Yeah,” he breathes. “So good, Dew, fuck you feel so good.” His knuckles brush against the pool of precum under the fire ghoul’s naval, making him groan. He coats his fingers, smearing it over them both and stroking again. 

Aether only gets in a few more strokes, a few more sloppy kisses before Dew’s pushing at him again with a whine. “Unholy shit, fuck me—please, need you inside me, s’ not enough.” The quintessence ghoul moves to press his fingers against Dew’s fluttering rim. Nearly ghosts them over the muscle before Dew’s gripping at his shoulder, claws digging into his skin.

“Don’t need it.”

“Dew—”

“Aether—”

“It’s gonna hurt if I don’t—”

“Aethe, for fucks sake.” He’s wild-eyed, desperate. Aether stares, fingers still hovering over his hole. Dew swallows. "You aren't gonna hurt me, Aethe.” He huffs out the tiniest laugh. “Please, I swear to Belial if you don’t get your dick inside of me—”

“Okay, okay.” He spreads Dew’s legs, settling more between them. He gives himself a stroke, long and luxurious, sighing. He indulges in a few pulls, smirking when he sees Dew ogling him with an open mouth. “You really want me that bad?”

“I’m gonna punch you.”

“Hm,” Aether hums, lining up the head to his—notably wet—hole. He groans. “Fuck, yeah, you want me bad, don’t you?” He grips Dew’s hip and dips inside before the other ghoul can get a chance to respond. It’s slick but it’s tight. “Oh Dew, that’s—” 

“Uh huh,” Dew gasps, shaking with it. “Fucking all the way, all the—”

Aether thrusts down to the hilt, both gasping. Dew’s eyes flutter shut, mouth dropping open as his little chest heaves with breathy moans. Aether holds onto his hips like they might drift apart if he doesn’t. 

And they sit there, unmoving, heavy exhalations and sounds of pleasure mingling in between each other. Aether sinks down slowly, melting back against his mate’s body, letting the smaller ghoul tuck himself into the space that feels designed just for him. He rests his forehead against Dew's, just reveling in the fact he's there, that they’re together again.

[conflitdecanard]

Would you guys be mad if I posted one piece stuff ? 👉👈 //Proceed to post anyways before you can answer

Doodled that guy Law as warm up cuz I thought about him recently,,, And Nami 💗too bc I love her so much teehee

[moominvalley-state-of-mind]

*visibly crying but in a please don’t mention it way* hey guys guess who just watched the wild robot movie

[skyblueartt]

I feel like everybody’s gotta go through a Fnaf phase at some point. Sometimes it just hits when you’re a 22 year old in 2024 lmao

[briseise]

completed my biannual reread of be as you’ve always been [x] by zedif_y

[dapper-nahrwhale]

I neeeeeeeed to talk about gone forever more it's like the Most thing ever, it's got time loops and fairies and creatures and prophecies and magic and never being able to go home again and not able to recognize what youve become and how devotion can corrupt you and how those in power will lie to you to get what they want and how through everything you can be kind and no one ever knows what I'm talking about because it only exists to me and like one other person it's so sad. I should figure out how to make comics and do that.

[fluffycatgirl]

gods symphogear is so goooood

everyone should watch it

symphogear!

[sourapplesauces]

Im gonna cry clip studio paint broke and i couldnt save hours of progress

[rosyredlipstick]

hii i hope you’re doing alright !! Just wanted to know if you have any idea of when you’re going to publish the last far galaxies chapter !!! i love the fic and i can’t wait to read chapter 11 !! have a good day/night :)

thank you for reading!!!!! the answer is soon but not soon soon unfortunately this chapter is a BEAST like a BEAST of a BEAST and no matter how many words i write THERES STILL MORE A;SLJLSDHGLSHGQV

have a good day/night :) here are the first few hundred words <3

Hours later, after piling themselves back on the ship and cutting through space to the rendezvous point, they were back on the star base.

It felt like a true whirlwind, a few hours of action so packed he could hardly think and now somehow Nico found himself walking the same gray halls, up the same ramp, into the ship, into his empty room. The privacy panels were drawn, the room in near darkness. It was late in the night, not even Command at the ready. They’d meet first thing in the morning, a disgustingly early call time already on his schedule, something he’d have to be dragged out of bed to make.

For the time being, he was alone. Will had marched Thalia straight off to the medbay, hearing no arguments but enough complaints that Nico pitied him greatly. Jason and Piper went off to meet Annabeth wherever she was, and Leo was already setting himself on ship repairs, more than enough crafts lined up for him to choose from. Nico hadn’t felt the slightest bit of temptation to follow any of them.

Nico sat on the edge of the bed, his legs coming out from under him. Quite suddenly, he felt exhausted down to the bone. He felt like he could sleep for a month and still want a nap. 

He dropped his head into his hands. He thought of the look in Thalia’s eyes, the anguish. 

Nico had taken his eye off the ball. It was a fact. If he’d faced one delay in the trees, an extra few minutes spent somewhere else, Thalia would be dead. And it’d be what she wanted. The thought was enough to tighten his throat, painful. 

Things could have gone so differently. He could be standing somewhere completely different, a completely different person. 

Nico didn’t let himself think on it very long. He grabbed for his comm. It only took a few rings until there was a mechanical click, the line connecting.

“I messed up,” Nico muttered into the dark. “I don’t know what to do.” 

There was a pause. “Do you want me to come?” 

Nico swallowed, wholly unsure. He was just figuring out what to say, how to even respond to that, when -

“Send your coordinates,” Bianca decided in a second, crisp in his ear. “Let your leadership know, I’m bringing the Huntresses.” 

[kitkatcadillac]

you want to watch milo rossi talk about pseudoscience and scientific communication? yeah you do get in there.