#can you guess who

[skyiiskyii]

love me a character thats only mentioned once in the show, shown up three times in three different books, and briefly seen on a website

[sarcasmprodigy]

Guy inbound.

[atomic-rattz]

this is not serious at all

[tied-ash]

Markey Siblings Doodles!

Fun fact: All siblings are vaguely inspired/based on the canon cast! Can you guess who is who?

Also if you want more of them, I'm willing to do that 👀

[penini-ink]

Guysssssswhat if I post a día de los muertos post like. HOPEFULLY before thanksgiving… is it too late :3

[noirtek]

[so horny i’m losing consciousness] i’d like to pour salt on the soft white of his inner wrist and hold ice on it and not let go

[brionysea]

saw a shipping post for a character whose arc is about independence and breaking free from societal expectations of performative romance on my dash again. heartbroken by the lack of media literacy here ��

[everett-fornow]

🚬Calebs, Lyre and McCallister 🔪

3 more 60s starkillers who all love brown jackets and definitely deserve their own spin off stories. lmk what you think of them!!!

[inspirationorinsanity]

I’m planning the most ambitious of crossovers w/@downtonabbeyroad

Haven’t felt this inspired about a cosplay in a (damn) hot minute

[defectivegembrain]

slowly rotating them together in my mind they're slow dancing

[skitteringjunbug]

[foxybananaaaz]

A Birthday To Remember **SNEAK PEEK**

The High Lord would not be pleased. In an outfit against what was planned, in colours that were not the colours of his Court. But if she was to have a dance, and so she was dancing on her terms.

Never had the young female thought she would dance under these conditions, yet the stress of the evening, and knowing she had no control over the events, or the guests, or even the music, the young female saw the rain and walked right out into it, and to her surprise, pulled her male companion with her after a few moments. 

The High Lord wanted a dance between the young female and her companion?

She would dance. But under her terms.

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[alistonjdrake]

me twirling my hair and giggling because I finally get to write a three day Escana wedding but also sighing and crying because it's so much

[lemonlightt]

@ferretwhomst

making a collection

[coffeeshopdrawings]

Do you think Moka preferrs one husband over the kther

". . ."

"W-"

"Don't even start."

". . ."

"We both know who it is."

[cleelczipsybane]

WLC 2.2: Marble Labyrinth Zone

The town of Rankedge's only shrine serves most gods, but the town's main patron, the smallgoblin war (and fire) god Shooty-quickly, is one of the few to have a statue. His depiction as a spry warrior stands atop the marble pyramid facing toward the hole into the Underdank. His drawn arrow's flame endures in any weather and serves as a beacon from anywhere in town. The other gods are depicted on stained glass windows on every tier of the structure, all with their own altar rooms. The structure is seven stories tall with two sets of doors on each and the grand stairway up them is flanked by ramps.

Ling leads Maraja up and into the complex's third floor and around a corner and around another corner and then, just to be different around a third corner.

L: I hadn't really been to the shrine before, so...

"Do you even know where you're going?" asks the bitter paladin as they pass the door she suspects they originally entered.

"Do ya?" snipes back the wizard, her attention stuck on the window of another open room they pass.

"I don't live here!" whisper-shouts Maraja, glancing about for parishioners.

L: It took a bit.

After wandering blindly for half an hour, the two finally meet a priestess who is reaffirming the magic runes giving the marble corridors their soft lighting.

L: The nagi was stretching herself to the ceiling so far that her tunic weren't covering those golden scales on her tail end. Her elven-esque skin was the same seductive shade too and that long braid of hair... oh, it was shaped like a smaller snake.

D: Was she one of your sleep friends, too? L: That's no- J: Sleep friends? You really haven't changed. L: That's not what it sounds like. We can talk about that later. J: Dalini, do Nana Ling's sleep friends ever sound like they're in pain? L: TALK! 👏 'BOUT! 👏 LATER!

"Hey, would ya know where the love room is?" asks Ling.

"She means the altar of Vanessa," quickly corrects Maraja.

"You're on the wrong floor, dearss," says the priestess, "Let me shhow you to the sstairss."

J: Why are you talking like that? Racist. L: It's how she talked. It's not racist, it's a lisp. J: Then, why are mocking her lisp?

The priestess leads them down around a corner and slithers up a ramp next to the stairs in the stairwell in the center of the shrine. The duo follow her up as quietly as they can with Maraja's armor clanking every step.

"The goddesss Vanesssa'ss altar iss on the fifthh floor," says the priestess gently, "Nexx time, you shhould enter from thhere."

"I'll be sure to remember that," says Maraja, "Sister...?"

"Kalyani," answers the nagi, "Priesstesss of Vanesssa, in fact."

"Sounds like I should be converting," mutters Ling to herself from behind the faithful as Maraja introduces them.