#Vaine

[nebblesmakesthings]

📢‼️❗️!!!IMPORTANT!!!❗️‼️📢

🎊🎉🥳 CELEBRATORY OVER ONE YEAR OF THIS GUY ART 🥳🎉🎊

Ft. an additional borderless version bc i couldn't decide what i liked better <3

[queercatboyrights]

would you still love me if i was a rabid murderous psychopath? even if my brain was stabbed full of holes?? with a weird tadpole living in there?? and what if i was the son of an evil god who haunts my thoughts with vile acts and impulses?? would you still love me then?? btw i WILL cry no matter how you answer, possibly with some stabbing depending on your answer

[perfusio]

Illustration for my future comics

Meet Mornille, Vaine and the royal soldat who just break in their hide

[leiandroid]

"free palestine," he shouted until his last breath. aaron bushnell, we will never forget you.

as much as bushnell's actions has moved us all, please seek other ways to take actionable measures against the injustices we face in the world. none of us wanted him gone, and the least we can do is prevent another such tragedy by supporting each other in our efforts to enact lasting change.

[hinamie]

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[scalproie]

Hades: Father... before you emprison me... just know... that you will not be safe... from ligma.

Chronos: Now you are just saying nonsense, Hades. What, pray tell, even is this ligma.

Hades: (This one's for Zagreus)

[moth-in-retrograde]

Quill and Vaine from an abandoned story. I do want to eventually redo their refs, to fix Quill’s and finish Vaine’s

Quill is kinda based on a violet-backed starling, and Vaine is a bilateral gynandromorph based on black-lored tits.

[shiftythrifting]

found in a goodwill in columbus ohio. there is nothing else on the shirt to help me determine its true meaning. it’s really nicely embroidered. what does it fucking mean (i bought it btw. #bridgefailurelife)

[reasoningdaily]

My former U.S. Track and Field teammate Tori Bowie, who was found dead in her home in Florida on May 2, of complications related to childbirth at 8 months pregnant, was a beautiful runner. She was effortless. At the Rio Olympics, I ran the second leg of the 4 x 100 relay. Tori was the anchor. When she got the baton, I remember thinking, “it’s over.” She just accelerated. When she crossed the finish line, I couldn’t wait to run over to her to celebrate. It was her first, and only, Olympic gold medal.

She also picked up a silver (in the 100-m) and bronze (200-m) in Brazil. The next year, at the 2017 World Championships in London, Tori won the 100-m title, earning the title of “world’s fastest woman.” Tori started out as a long jumper. So seeing her thrive as a sprinter was a huge deal. She was just such a bright light, and people were getting to see that.

Tori grew up in Mississippi and had this huge Southern accent. She didn’t take herself too seriously. You felt this sense of ease when you were around her. I last saw her in early 2021, in San Diego, where she was training. She gave me the biggest hug; something about her spirit was just very, very sweet. I felt her sweetness come over me that day.

Tori was 32 when she died. According to the autopsy, possible complications contributing to Bowie’s death included respiratory distress and eclampsia—seizures brought on by preeclampsia, a high blood pressure disorder that can occur during pregnancy. I developed preeclampsia during my pregnancy with my daughter Camryn, who was born in November 2018. The doctors sent me to the hospital, where I would deliver Camryn during an emergency C-section, at 32 weeks. I was unsure if I was going to make it. If I was ever going to hold my precious daughter.

Like so many Black women, I was unaware of the risks I faced while pregnant. According to the CDC, in 2021 the maternal mortality rate for Black women was 2.6 times the rate for white women. About five days before I gave birth to Camryn, I was having Thanksgiving dinner with my family. I mentioned that my feet were swollen. As we went around the table, the women shared their experiences during pregnancy. My cousin said she also had swollen feet. My mom didn’t. Not once did someone say, ‘oh, well, that’s one of the indicators of preeclampsia.’ None of us knew. When I became pregnant, my doctor didn’t sit me down and tell me, ‘these are things that you should look for in your pregnancy, because you are at a greater risk to experience these complications.’

That needs to change, now, especially in light of Tori’s tragic passing. Awareness is huge. Serena Williams had near-death complications during her pregnancy. Beyoncé developed preeclampsia. I hate that it takes Tori’s situation to put this back on the map and to get people to pay attention to it. But oftentimes, we need that wake-up call.

The medical community must do its part. There are so many stories of women dying who haven’t been heard. Doctors really need to hear the pain of Black women.

Luckily, there’s hope on several fronts. Congress has introduced the Momnibus Act, a package of 13 bills crafted to eliminate racial disparities in maternal health and improve outcomes across the board. California passed Momnibus legislation back in 2021. These laws make critical investments in areas like housing, nutrition, and transportation for underserved communities. Further, several pharmaceutical companies are making advances on early detection and treatment of preeclampsia.

Three gold medalists from that 4 x 100 relay team in Rio set out to become mothers. All three of us—all Black women—had serious complications. Tianna Madison has shared that she went into labor at 26 weeks and entered the hospital “with my medical advance directive AND my will.” Tori passed away. We’re dealing with a Black Maternal Health crisis. Here you have three Olympic champions, and we’re still at risk.

I would love to have another child. That’s something that I know for sure. But will I be here to raise that child? That’s a very real concern. And that’s a terrifying thing. This is America, in 2023, and Black women are dying while giving birth. It’s absurd.

I’m hopeful that things can get better. I’m hopeful that Tori, who stood on the podium at Rio, gold around her neck and sweetness in her soul, won’t die in vain.

—as told to Sean Gregory

[southfarthing]

@lotrweek day 3: the green earth in the daylight

'A man may do both,' said Aragorn. 'For not we but those who come after will make the legends of our time. The green earth, say you? That is a mighty matter of legend, though you tread it under the light of day!'

[hajihiko]

a whimsical little fashion friyesterday

[nebblesmakesthings]

*WOE SELF INDULGENT AU ART CATERED SPECIFICALLY FOR MYSELF BE UPON YE*

[queercatboyrights]

thinking about my durge oc and going insane. like imagine you were the leader of a big murder cult and making plans to take over the world with some other freaks and then your sister gets jealous that your evil murder god dad favors you more so she does a little murder about it. stabs your brain full of holes. then you get to be the first person to get some weird worm shoved up in your brain and experimented on. AND that's not even the start of it!!!!

you forget literally EVERYTHING about yourself. stranded on a crashing alien ship with only a name and horrendous murderous thoughts. then you start meeting a bunch of other guys after you and the weird girls that want to kill each other manage to survive the crash. you start to get to know them as you travel together. some of them are kind of weird. some of them aren't even fully human/mortal anymore, but they still treat you decently. hell, they even still save your ass a few times in battle. EVEN AFTER YOU KILL SOMEONE IN YOUR SLEEP while reluctant they STILL manage to treat you with respect and still let you lead the group around.

you don't remember anything about your old life, but these people still fill your chest with a warm fluffy feeling. they do things to help you, even if they don't get much out of it, even when your murderous urges put them more at risk rather then help them out they still come to your aid. you start worry about them, in combat and out of it. you start thinking more strategically about battles and how you can keep your companions from getting hurt, you start taking their feelings into consideration when making group decisions, sometimes even to the point where you don't even know of you *can* make that kind of decision. it drives you mad but you couldn't bear hurting these people who have done so much for you for so little.

and then you start to delve into the thick of the whole illithid/cult mess. you start to pick up more pieces of the story, finding the crumbs of your old life scattered about through it all. you start to get this heavy and gnawing ball of steel all wrapped up in your guts. you wander through the halls of moonrise and **feel** the ghostly eyes of your past haunting you from afar, yet no matter how hard you try you just. can't place your finger on why being here makes you feel so sick. and as you and your party keeps moving forward that feeling only gets stronger. and so do your urges. fighting tooth and nail to not lose yourself. to not lose the companions you've grown to care about so much. to keep that soft warm feeling you've just learned about lingering in your heart. and yet your past continues to try and worm its way back into your life. slowly poisoning everything you now work so hard to try to protect. and you still don't know **why**

you've lost everything, but did it even matter? when the life you couldnt even remeber before was nothing but a cold and empty one? do you even want that so called power your butler tempts you with back? especially if it means losing the people that showed you you could feel more than just...*empty*??

is taking back a life that was forced upon you something you really want?

or do you give it all up? be content in your loss and rejoice in the people and love you've found for yourself, the love that you were never allowed to have before

[verflares]

say, what do you think ever happened to that boy from the forest? you think he ever found what he was looking for?

[technically-human]

Confessional... things get complicated when you're a ghost.

@i-am-as-normal-as-you-are asked for, and this is a literal quote, "R!Edwin going to a confessional (full angst)" so yeah... full angst indeed.

[shirojikimattari]

NO EXCUSES!

Draw Karlach more!! Here’s a clean, overlay friendly template of her tattoos!

Labeled and noted, and a clean version.

Trace it, warp it, i do not care. As long as you beautiful artists bless us with more mommy k art!

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