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[ecofridge]

I love Canteen!! :DDD what's their relationship with Hema like? What's their current endgame ideal? To stay a dhampir or restore their humanity?

Ough thank you!! So Hema’s deal is basically she used to be a simple tiefling bard, but an elf named Melatonin (I like odd names) made a deal with a devil (there’s a theme) to find her “true love” and that happened to be Hema. Melatonin is important because she acts as the soul motivation for most of what Hema does. When Melatonin got deathly ill and nothing could heal her, her devil claimed her and took her to avernus when she died, which was extremely upsetting for Hema.

Long story short Hema worked her ass off to create her own cult-army. The deal goes like this: you join Hema’s cult and fight for her, and when she kills Melatonin’s devil with the help of the cult to save melatonin and become a devil herself, she’ll take over a small corner of Avernus and create a city for her followers where they’ll have a comfortable afterlife, no matter what their damnation was originally for. She was successful, and now Hema and Melatonin live happily as heads of the cult/city.

It’s a constant battle to maintain the city walls, however, so new followers are always welcome. Canteen read about Hema while studying devils, trying to learn more about their own devil and a way to end their contract. They made contact with her and volunteered to join her cult for her help, since she’d already killed a powerful devil before. At first Hema and her wife were a bit offended by the request, but agreed to help them under a few more conditions. They had to not just be a follower but a disciple and recruit new followers for her in faerun, and they had to figure out the true name of their devil on their own. Despite having horrible people skills, they managed it in their desperation.

All this to say basically the relationship between Canteen and Hema is based mostly on their contract, Canteen has a lot of respect for Hema but Hema sees them as someone unstable who frequently makes poor choices, but she has pity on them.

As for their humanity, they’ve found contentment as a dhampir. They might not live forever anymore, but their lifespan is still going to be significantly longer than a humans, and that’s enough for them. They don’t believe they’ll ever really get their humanity back, and they’re alright with that. Their current endgame ideal is really just to stay with Rin and settle down as a potion merchant, or scientist, or librarian, any of these things would make them happy.

Unfortunately settling down to retire, as much as they would like to, will have to wait. I’m currently playing them in a vecna eye of ruin campaign and their story isn’t over. They gotta save the world, much to their own dismay.

Thank you so much for the ask! It makes my day getting to ramble about them :3

[hinamie]

trick or treat!

[nyanrial]

making little snowmen ⛄⛄

[tempo-takoyaki]

Happy Birthday Shizun! I hope you'll enjoy your gifts!

[gravitysoda]

refusing an impossible wish and settling for one last game of chess.

[cyellolemon]

Mairuma fanarts again, had to draw Kalego's fluffy familiar form because he's everything to me <333 + trying to figure out how to draw this trio

[rjshope]

get yourself a man who knows what's important to him in this life ♡

[skruttet]

snufkin claws his way through through the snow like an ANIMAL. like a damn MOLE

[inkskinned]

you're grabbing lunch with a nice man and he gives you that strange grimace-smile that's popular right now; an almost sardonic "twist" of his mouth while he looks literally down on you. it looks like he practiced the move as he leans back, arms folded. he just finished reciting the details of NFTs to you and explaining Oppenheimer even though he only watched a youtube about it and hasn't actually seen it. you are at the bottom of your wine glass.

you ask the man across from you if he has siblings, desperately looking for a topic. literally anything else.

he says i don't like small talk. and then he smiles again, watching you.

a few years ago, you probably would have said you're above celebrity gossip, but honestly, you've been kind of enjoying the dumb shit of it these days. with the rest of the earth burning, there's something familiar and banal about dragging ariana grande through the mud. you think about jeanette mccurdy, who has often times gently warned the world she's not as nice as she appears. you liked i'm glad my mom died but it made you cry a lot.

he doesn't like small talk, figure out something to say.

you want to talk about responsibility, and how ariana grande is only like 6 days older than you are - which means she just turned 30 and still dresses and acts like a 13 year old, but like sexy. there's something in there about the whole thing - about insecurity, and never growing up, and being sexualized from a young age.

people have been saying that gay people are groomers. like, that's something that's come back into the public. you have even said yourself that it's just ... easier to date men sometimes. you would identify as whatever the opposite of "heteroflexible" is, but here you are again, across from a man. you like every woman, and 3 people on tv. and not this guy. but you're trying. your mother is worried about you. she thinks it's not okay you're single. and honestly this guy was better before you met, back when you were just texting.

wait, shit. are you doing the same thing as ariana grande? are you looking for male validation in order to appease some internalized promise of heteronormativity? do you conform to the idea that your happiness must result in heterosexuality? do you believe that you can resolve your internal loneliness by being accepted into the patriarchy? is there a reason dating men is easier? why are you so scared of fucking it up with women? why don't you reach out to more of them? you have a good sense of humor and a big ol' brain, you could have done a better job at online dating.

also. jesus christ. why can't you just get a drink with somebody without your internal feminism meter pinging. although - in your favor (and judgement aside) in the case of your ariana grande deposition: you have been in enough therapy you probably wouldn't date anyone who had just broken up with their wife of many years (and who has a young child). you'd be like - maybe take some personal time before you begin this journey. like, grande has been on broadway, you'd think she would have heard of the plot of hamlet.

he leans forward and taps two fingers to the table. "i'm not, like an andrew tate guy," he's saying, "but i do think partnership is about two people knowing their place. i like order."

you knew it was going to be hard. being non-straight in any particular way is like, always hard. these days you kind of like answering the question what's your sexuality? with a shrug and a smile - it's fine - is your most common response. like they asked you how your life is going and not to reveal your identity. you like not being straight. you like kissing girls. some days you know you're into men, and sometimes you're sitting across from a man, and you're thinking about the power of compulsory heterosexuality. are you into men, or are you just into the safety that comes from being seen with them? after all, everyone knows you're failing in life unless you have a husband. it almost feels like a gradebook - people see "straight married" as being "all A's", and anything else even vaguely noncompliant as being ... like you dropped out of the school system. you cannot just ignore years of that kind of conditioning, of course you like attention from men.

"so let's talk boundaries." he orders more wine for you, gesturing with one hand like he's rousing an orchestra. sir, this is a fucking chain restaurant. "I am not gonna date someone who still has male friends. also, i don't care about your little friends, i care about me. whatever stupid girls night things - those are lower priority. if i want you there, you're there."

he wasn't like this over text, right? you wouldn't have been even in the building if he was like this. you squint at him. in another version of yourself, you'd be running. you'd just get up and go. that's what happens on the internet - people get annoyed, and they just leave. you are locked in place, almost frozen. you need to go to the bathroom and text someone to call you so you have an excuse, like it's rude to just-leave. like he already kind of owns you. rudeness implies a power paradigm, though. see, even your social anxiety allows the patriarchy to get to you.

you take a sip of the new glass of wine. maybe this will be a funny story. maybe you can write about it on your blog. maybe you can meet ariana grande and ask her if she just maybe needs to take some time to sit and think about her happiness and how she measures her own success.

is this settling down? is this all that's left in your dating pool? just accepting that someone will eventually love you, and you have to stop being picky about who "makes" you a wife?

you look down to your hand, clutching the knife.

[theusernameiwantisntavailable]

Slightly late to the party, but happy Timberniversery and also Tim-bi day!!!

[comfort-character-central]

Imagine your f/o holding you, wrapping the two of you in an incredibly soft and comforting blanket. "I've got you, okay? You can rest, you're safe with me." They express in a soft tone, kissing your forehead delicately as you begin to doze off in their embrace.

[hinamie]

make it vicious, take a stab

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

it’s suguru and his love for sleepy drunks against the whole entire world

[sideblogdotjpeg]

post battle, one last short rest

[arcanegifs]

Happy Mother's Day to our Arcane Moms ♡

[teethkid67]

lunch break :P

bp!tubbo and tommy sharing some rations in pogtopia for @sixteenth-day-event prompt "kindness" :3 i think about bptubbo risking his stupid skin to feed his loser bestie&co often