#JESTER MY BELOVED

[keen-on-euphemisms]

Celebrating me losing my mind over first official animation of The Mighty Nein with pen in hand!

[machines-art-shenanigans]

Me when Jester

Jester loml my beloved mwah

Belongs to: @shinakazami1

[notabuddhist]

HE'S REALLY NICE YOU GUYS

[indigoire]

Fully committing to rewatching Critical Role campaign two because I missed them.

[seraphimdove]

I love you so much <3

Emery dyes their brown hair to an orange color almost constantly and the second someone tells her that "oh hey, your roots are showing?". He immediately finds dye, somewhere, anywhere. They are sticking to the aesthetic they chose for themselves, and honestly yeah the Orange works better.

(Just like from their favorite character, who has Orange hair. Because Emery named themselves after her favorite character from a TV Series/Video Game. He gains great joy from this.)

That is so important!!! Emery's hair is orange and that is important!!!!

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The squad of all time has arrived on scene.

[danikatze]

[ID in alt text]

I listened to the new ep twice today

[toonsforkicks22]

Ep 3 is going to my favorite! These two are gonna be BFFs! 💜💙

[floweroflaurelin]

Huevember day 11: Proposal in Blumenthal 💖🌿✨💖

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“Oh, Admiral Tusktooth, yes I will!”

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Huevember is back with another Echoes of the Solstice painting! I had to take a week off to focus on work for my job but I’m glad to be back on the huevember grind 💪🏽 In this one I thought it was just going to be the fjorjester kiss but then I remembered Artagan made that wreath and decided to go a bit extra with it 😆🌿✨

[g00bergoo]

Skate adventure 2

[ryleepies]

Jack of all Trades

[jestroer]

The thing about me is that i want imaginary children to have fun and be friends

[tadc-survival-isles]

These were drawings I did to get a better understanding of her design and how she expresses. Also an updated version of Ragathas design! I'm much more happier with this look for her then her previous one. It's still not fully complete and I didn't add the dirt stains for the sake of my sanity, but I love her very dearly. :]

[switch-bladefights]

i just watched psych 2x01 and shawn and gus performance of shout you are EVERYTHING TO ME

[ashipiko]

DANCE WITH ME YOU LI-IA-IAR ♡

OVERBLOT ASHI??? ANYBODY??? the ANGST that this baby can store!!! SHEESH!!!!!!! <3 I only have one post dedicated to her and liar dance lyric analysis (the post is kinda outdated in gen) BUT…… I also have an overblot monologue as a treat 🫶 I wanted to better explain her angst and so!!! BABAM!!! enjoy

ASHI’S MONOLOGUE:

Sometimes I wonder why I ended up here.

A place named “Twisted Wonderland”, and at a school named “Night Raven College”.

At first, I figured that I was the odd one out— Y’know, the Ramshackle prefect and everything. The magicless girl at the magical all boys school? Nuts, ain’t it?

I’m known for a lot of things. Things that are different from the others. The fact that I stand out is part of the Ashi charm, something I’m known for.

But… Over time I found myself sorta feeling in place here.

Because as much as I try to believe it, I can’t safely say that I’m better than anyone else here.

I’m a fake. I make conversation and lots of friends, but for what? A backup in case something goes wrong? A sense of protection for my reputation? In what case are any of those friendships something I truly want? In what case are any of these strings more than just a tool instead of a thread made of my real feelings?

Behind this, I’m no different from any other student here. Even through my individuality, my cheerfulness, my endearing oddness… I’m still a horrible person. Using people to get what I want, toying with people and their feelings in order to gain power and gain a spot the top. All to become untouchable. It’s screwed. It’s not right.

My insides are ugly. The truth of me is something I want to keep tucked away deeply, because I don’t want people to see this part of me. A brash, annoying, selfish version of me, everything people hate to see. I don’t want this side of me to be seen because people will run away— people I don’t care much about, sures, but people I love, too. I don’t want to drive them away. So I keep quiet and give them a shallow show.

I give them a source of entertainment that’s controlled by the real me, every calculated movement translating into a marionette-like response. The only show I allow you to see is one that’s so carefully crafted by the chaotic clown backstage. The one that is shunned away from the light, the strings being the only hint of the puppet’s phony existence to the foolish audience.

But suddenly, I feel as if being here has started to let this side of me come crawling back into the spotlight.

It scares me.

It scares me to be vulnerable, let all of my faults lay out on the table like playing cards. To take the risk without the protection, to gamble everything I’ve built up away just like that. But you…

You.

You make me feel safe. You make me feel as if I don’t need to hide anything. I can give you the key to my heart and you would have no malicious intent. You wouldn’t cut out the parts people don’t like. You would enjoy the performance in full, every bit of it.

You make me believe that I’m nothing special, and yet something so valuable at the same time.

It’s silly. You’re silly. And yet that’s something that’s helped me.

It’s helped me realize that that truly is just how people are.

We aren’t villains. We aren’t antagonists. We aren’t monsters.

We are nothing but people, with faults and feelings that should be valued.

I am more than just a jester, a sake of entertainment.

I’m a person who is entirely worthy of love. All of me.

It reminds me that I must’ve came here for a reason.

Because this is where I belong.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

...Turns out gay sex actually was the solution.

(This is basically a redraw, come read the real deal over at Tiger Tiger)