#but then i would MISS SLEEPING SO MUCH

[mothbaaalls]

im having. ghostie problems. very normal yes

[twinstxrs]

idk if this is accurate but i’ve felt like in previous seasons riz & gorgug have been one of the inter-bad kids dynamics we’ve seen the least of & this season has been so great in that aspect. gorgug having helped make some of riz’s magic gear. riz helping gorgug with his studies. the shared birthday party. gorgug’s gift to riz being something he himself made to protect riz. riz’s gift to gorgug being something he illegally grabbed to protect gorgug. gorgug who utilizes rage to put his body on the line for his friends & riz who will take deep levels of mental stress for his friends. even though it was within the context of a joke, riz calling gorgug an “absolute sweetie.” like yea they might not be in a band together or both part of a presidential campaign team or owlbears teammates, but they’d go to war for each other, because they’re best friends.

[boar-cry]

guilt.

for what? (you pray it wasn't something important)

[napping-sapphic]

Send me every little selfie you take so that i can look at them whenever i miss you

[quins-makeshift-menagerie]

As most of you know I try my best to be civil and kind. I’m too exhausted and the world sucks too much for me to go about making other people feel like shit, it’s not really something I see worthy of my or anyone’s time really. I try to keep things positive not only because it might brighten someone else’s day but for my own sake. I curate this space because I know a lot of you feel and experience the same things I do. Do not twist this into me being delusional. I am fully aware the internet can be an unkind place, but that doesn’t mean my blog, my space, has to follow that example.

Be kind, be patient, and be respectful, not that the majority of you haven’t already been doing so. Asks are open again. Anonymous will be turned on again when I feel comfortable.

Apologies to those who used anon because they were nervous/anxious. I completely understand where you’re coming from and this is nothing against you. Regardless I do hope you stick around, and maybe one day work up the courage to be open with me. Or continue to keep your distance, I completely understand that too.

[sluckythewizard]

these are A BIT OLD but uhhh here check out these aggio doodles i did forever ago. still VERY happy w my colors :3

[dykedvonte]

I think the most baffling thing about the Tulpar as a vessel to me is the fact that the ship really did only have a one way communication system.

I know it was cheap but even the most basic of vessels regarding major transport would have some way, shape or form for outside communication. Not only that but there was absolutely no form of innate emergency signal to show they may have been offline or in trouble despite clearly having a system to dock credits if they went off course. It's another factor that really shows that bad situations are made to get worse by design. One person who is required to relay all information to the crew and make all the choices without feedback. No way to update or call for help in case of a dire situation. No way to inform of inner personal conflicts and acquire procedures accordingly.

It really is like they are all in some sort of fucked up solitary confinement. They have their own world with strict roles that are meaningless in the end, as long as the cargo makes it, it doesn't matter what happens on that ship to the company. They don't want to hear anything and will come to conclusions on what happened based on how much pay they can withhold from the workers. Even what they do send is short, sterile and corporate to the extent it was likely written and sent out with a command by some random unmanned computer in an office.

There's something to be said about how unfair it is to force absolute power and control onto one person when you as an entity could do so much more to offload it but I've said it many times before so I won't again.

[whirlybirbs]

it’s 5:20am i cannot sleep i am consumed with thoughts and yearning for keigo takami i need to be euthanized

[katakosmos]

i'm just living THAT life (my parents fight every fucking minute but they won't divorce)

[screwpinecaprice]

I really don't have time to be bummed out right now so I made them a little sad instead.

[everyryuujisuguro]

[happybunnykat]

I think Jmart would work really well in a Pride and Prejudice au bc I think Jon proposing to Martin while insulting him would be funny.

[hercarisntyours]

I MISS INSIDE JOBBBBBBB

[imogenkol]

— WIP WEDNESDAY (oh hey it’s actually Wednesday)

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this was supposed to be another sw femslash february prompt that I just didn’t get around to finishing, so I’ll just toss it out here! Enjoy some space lesbian long distance yearning

The cot offered very little comfort on this particular night. Imogen found herself restless as her thoughts drifted into the vastness of her mind. The empty space beside her felt as cold as the chill outside of her ship. Alone and with no other obligations besides her own, she should have felt relaxed, but Imogen could not shake the insistence within her. It felt like something was missing. Something vital. 

She missed her.

Imogen flipped onto her side and stared at where Bix should be asleep right next to her. With a sigh, she pursed her lips and closed her eyes, opening her mind to the Force. 

All around her, she felt the flow of lifeforms. Some were barely a gentle trickle, while others roared like a violent rapid. Imogen searched for the stream that her own life eventually connected to. They were two rivers on separate sides of the same mountain, winding around this way and that. Imogen searched for the convergence point, where the two of their souls connected to make one powerful stream. 

It never took too long for Imogen to find her. The flow of energy that she knew as Bix always demanded to be felt. Its steady power became so vivid in Imogen’s mind that if she concentrated, she could almost touch the current, feel it flow through her fingers like water. 

No, not quite like water. 

Imogen reached out beside her and for a brief moment she felt her hand run through the soft strands of her lover’s hair. The vivid sensation slipped away from her as quickly as it came, but it left Imogen with just enough warmth in her chest to feel a little less alone.

She wondered if Bix felt it, too. So many light-years away.

[pulchrasilva]

Holy fucking shit I did NOT survive the wisdom saga

[acourtofquestions]

The Cadres dynamics in Chapter 57:

"Courtesy of the Lord of Anielle."

Lorcan gave him a look that said he knew Rowan was full of shit, but began efficiently donning the armor, Gavriel doing the same.

Whether the soldiers around them marked that armor, whether Chaol recognized it, no one said a word.

Lorcan indeed muttered, "Someone better tell her to stop primping and get here."

Rowan snarled in warning.

Fenrys unslung the bow across his back and nocked an arrow into place. Rowan kept his own bow strapped across his back, the quiver untouched, Gavriel and Lorcan doing the same. No need to waste them on a few soldiers when their aim might be needed with far worse targets later in the day. But one of them had to be noted felling soldiers. For whatever it would do to rally their spirits.

And Fenrys, as fine an archer as Rowan, he'd admit, would do just fine.

Rowan followed the line of Fenrys's arrowhead to where he'd marked one of the bearers of a siege ladder. "Make it impressive," he muttered.

"Mind your own business," Fenrys muttered.

Lorcan said to one of them "Save your breath for the battle, not the gods."

Rowan shot him a look, but the man, gaping at Lorcan, quieted.

"Someone better say something inspiring," Fenrys said through gritted teeth, firing another arrow. "Or these men are going to piss themselves in a minute." For a minute was all they had left, as the first siege tower inched closer.

"You've got the pretty face," Lorcan retorted. "You'd do a better job of it."

"It's too late for speeches," Rowan cut in before Fenrys could reply. "Better to show them what we can do."