#arden said.

[teenwolf-confessions]

[zethsmo]

forgot to thank gwen batterbie so i got an obsession with a bg character that has no content as punishment

their name is arden….heh…..because i said so…..

[crypticmoth-art]

I think Cassius and Arden should be permitted to interact. For purely self indulgent purposes.

[lesbiradshaw]

malia tate & kira yukimura throughout teen wolf

[yorufi]

evil art style challenge feat. my oc Arden <3

my friends described my art style as:

‘oldschool shoujo manga’ inspired

dolly facial features

realistic proportions

rendered with dusty or pastel colours

the evil art style would be…:

smaller and less defined facial features

cartoonish proportions

flat shading and saturated colours

‘my style’ part separately

[angelsdean]

arden !!!!!!! 😭😭😭 oh it gets me too. it really does. look at him w/ his babiesss WAH

[catdadacd]

i dont care that he's fictional im going to murder him

[weirdmixofweirdness]

“Doctor Who has gone woke!” There was a literal trans flab of skin in the sun explosion episode! And that was in 2005!

For the love of god, shut up!

[gamenu]

Please meet Jade. She was a nightmare to catch and refused to get in the ball! But I caught her with my last Nest Ball. 💕

[demonio-fleurs]

quick question before i go back to robin posting but why do fans of st/ar/dew act like i personally insulted them when i point out the legacy of h/arve/st m/oon

[sorealis]

i've been free of all duties for two days and so far i've slept 12 hours both nights and had a brief nap during the day yet i'm still ready for bed at 8 pm.

when will i have peace

[fissicn]

idk if i like this but here it is anyway: nesiwe meeting illari for the first time and going "i do not want you to deal with this the way i did at first"

long post under the cut

Nesiwe has heard much about the new arrival, but hasn't seen her in person. Not until today.

She steps into the room and is caught off guard by the other presence. Illari Quispe Ruiz - it isn't a familiar name to her tongue, and Nesiwe took care to make sure she knew how to pronounce it beforehand.

"Illari?"

The girl looks up. She's an adult, technically, but to Nesiwe she may as well still be a girl. At eighteen, Illari is only just over half Nesiwe's age, and Nesiwe is struck by just how young she is.

She's read the files. She knows what happened. And while she related more and more with each line she read, she'd been through her ordeal in her late twenties. She can't imagine being Illari's age, dealing with this.

"What?" Illari's tone, while not hostile, is terse.

"Heard I'm gonna be working with you, so I just wanted to introduce myself." Nesiwe steps farther into the room with a nod, taking a seat across from Illari. "Nesiwe Ntini. Here from South Africa."

Illari meets her eyes and nods. "Peru."

"I heard."

Illari's expression is unchanging. "So you know what happened."

"I do, and I think it's the reason they're having us work together."

Immediately Illari is on guard, sitting upright. "What do you mean?"

"I dunno if they've shown you my files, but…" Nesiwe hesitates, sighing, her head slumping forward to look at the ground. "We have some things in common."

"What have you done?" Illari seems to realize how that question comes across after she asks it, but she doesn't take it back, waiting for an answer.

Nesiwe holds back a laugh, one that's on the edge between amused and bitter. The corner of her mouth tugs up in a joyless smile, and she knocks on the plating of her protective suit. "I'm wearing this clunky thing for a reason. You and I are kinda… in the same boat, I guess."

Illari scowls, moving back in her seat. "Don't try and tell me you understand. You don't."

"I'm not gonna say that. We were in two different situations," Nesiwe says. "But there was something that stuck out to me in your files. You…" She trails off, tries to find the words that she wishes people would have used for her. "…pretty much wield the sun, yeah?" 'As a weapon' goes unspoken, even if the implication is clear.

"Yes."

"So you can tell me what powers the sun. What process gives it its heat?"

"Fusion." Illari's brow is still furrowed in a scowl, but now it's one of curious suspicion.

"Yep, nuclear fusion. Two atoms smashing together to make a heavier one," Nesiwe nods. "Pretty cool. You can do a lot with it. So you know the opposite of that process? Splitting them apart instead?"

"Fission?"

Nesiwe clicks her tongue in affirmation. "That's what I can do."

Some of the annoyance in Illari's gaze fades at that. "How did you train for that?"

"I didn't. That's where our situations are different." Nesiwe leans forward, resting her elbows on her knees. "Spent my whole life campaigning against nuclear weapons. I got caught up in an attack and…" She motions to herself. "Now I am that weapon."

Illari processes that in silence. "You didn't kill hundreds."

Nesiwe sucks in a sharp breath. "Not hundreds, no. But I still…" She waves a hand, unable to continue.

"It's not the same."

"No, it's not." Illari hadn't intended destruction. "I just know that the guilt eats at you regardless."

"Then you understand that forgiveness is earned, and that I won't stop until I earn it." Illari is resolute in that statement, her shoulders back.

"It is earned, when there's something to be forgiven."

"Don't try to tell me I didn't do anything wrong."

"I'm not here to say that. I don't know all your history." Nesiwe places a hand to her visor. Her head hurts already, and so does her heart. "I just know that when I went down that road after the explosion, I was in a really bad place. And it wasn't like I could talk to someone who understood what it was like to be a walking weapon."

Illari's face softens. It's tiny, almost unnoticeable.

"Our situations aren't the same, and don't take this as pity. It's not. You don't need my sympathy," Nesiwe says. She knows that it may help for the eighteen-year-old to hear that. "You're already doing better than I was - you're going out and doing good for the world instead of hiding away. I'm just here to help with that."

"How?"

"Well." Nesiwe holds out an open hand, palm up. "We're two sides of the same coin, aren't we? You smash atoms together, I rip 'em apart."

"Are we supposed to bring more devastation?" Wary, Illari leans back from the outstretched hand.

"Nuclear forces aren't just used for devastation. They're used in medicine, in power, in space travel-"

"I know." Illari interrupts her activist monologue. "I can heal wounds with mine."

"And I can generate power with mine." On cue, Nesiwe's outstretched hand glows softly. "If we've been given these abilities, we can use them for a better future instead of more destruction. That's why they've sent me to work with you, I'd guess."

Illari thinks about that for a moment before holding out her own hand, letting it glow in kind with the power of the sun.

Nesiwe smiles. She wants to say to Illari all the things she wishes were said to her old self. You don't have to be a weapon. You don't have to bring destruction everywhere you go. You can make this curse into a blessing, take a raging fire and warm hearts with it instead.

But she doesn't. Illari is only eighteen, and Nesiwe knows the mindset she's in. It's going to be better to show her all those things than to say them out loud.

She settles on a lighter topic, a grin sneaking across her face. "Plus, I heard you have a llama."

For the first time since Nesiwe met her, Illari smiles. "His name is Chuño."

[crypticmoth-art]

Trying to decide between drawing the blorbo, drawing the blorbo in physical pain, or storyboarding an animatic. Ultimately not deciding and getting nothing done all day.

[eatmystardustloser]

do i think that people should be allowed to headcanon their blorbos as pretty much whatever identity/label they want? yes, pretty much. you're definitely not beholden to anyone especially not me, a rando from the internet. do i think that sometimes people do this and accidentally make implications for canon really weird? yes!

[imreszekeres]

(I TOTALLY COPIED @/weirdo-canniboy ON THIS, PLS GIVE HIM A FOLLOW <3)

Imre | Marcell | Pierce | Ash | Amber | Moth | Kota | Vanessa

lazyass quick voiceclaim video, these are the best approximations of how they sound in my head !! :) Haven’t made one of these in literally 5+ years so be nice... I fucking hate making them, even 5 years later. :3

[after-witch]

about 65% done with The Warm Hands of Ghosts and this book, this book, this book... it starts off slow but when it grabs you, it grabs you. And oh oh oh, this [REDACTED] character...

I can't post a bunch of quotes until the book is actually published but I will post this short description of [REDACTED] that made me kick my legs, literally.

spoilers & quote below the keep-reading thingy

REDACTED being the so-called mysterious "fiddler" and this description of him in a character's vulnerable moment...

No mercy at all in that face, but who needed mercy when someone looked at you like that, like he understood every thought that passed through your mind? Like he would know every nuance of your soul before he devoured it?