#depressing day

[kurj]

i have so many things to study in the art area... coloring, light, anatomy, perspective... *draws a cute girl in a simple pose and calls it day* art

[fishandshesmygills]

they should invent an understanding and intellectualizing your feelings that makes them go away!!!

[mzenik27]

Just know in your heart that you’ll never belong

[demaparbat-hp]

I mean—it's them, right?

[reactionimagesdaily]

[rainydays]

Lonely nights.

[somewhatsentientspellbook]

There's just something so fascinating about the way the Exandrian pantheon has decided to handle the Aeor Situation™ - by electing a few of their kind to be born as mortals in order to infiltrate the city.

The first to bring herself low was Ioun, and I can only imagine how lonely that must have been for her. To feel infinite wisdom creeping into her adolescent mind? To rise through Aeor's ranks knowing what they'd do to her if the authorities discovered the truth of her existence? Waiting, hoping, perhaps even praying that the other gods would follow through with the plan.

Sarenrae has a husband and children as Trist. I can't help but consider the parallels to Liliana Temult, with a 'higher calling' pulling a mother away from her family. The conversations in the temple suggest that she would have been aware of what she was by the time she started her family. Yet she loves them, cherishes them, even knowing that she might not see them again. Will Amaris, Haylie, and Topher learn that Trist is a goddess? Or will that only be discovered when they find their way to her realm in Elysium?

The Matron was once mortal, and she willingly returned to that form in order to help her newfound siblings dismantle the Aeorian threat. Her steward since childhood was Purvan, helping raise and guide her despite his old age. Imagine being a little girl, guarded by the Champion of Ravens himself and his wolven companion, completely unaware of your own divinity until later in life. Imagine the night she woke up, remembering her ascendency, seeing Purvan and recognising him.

And what of the families that gave birth to and raised the four Betrayer Gods? What of the halfling family who watched their precocious daughter scale a fence with far too much ease than it should be? The day the tortle's parents found him crying in pain and tearing at his skin to distract himself from a memory so distant and yet so real? Or Milo, who became a priest, not to follow in the light of the Dawnfather (like his parents may have thought), but to mock his brother even as a mortal?

These gods spent entire childhoods with families and friends, taking refuge from the skirmishes caused by their other siblings. Who, despite those similarities, have very different opinions of humanity, of Aeor, and themselves.

[classycoffeesublime]

This spring is freezing 🥶

[ionomycin]

Traveller

[falafels]

pt. 10!! <pt.9 pt.11>

french translation: Whenever I am sad I want him to collapse to the ground and clutch at his chest. Sending damage from California.

taglist for @andrewsleftarmband @blurryhour @you-know-i-get-itt @notexactlythatgirl <333

[corpsentry]

a glass sun 1/2

[arinavah]

Choso doesn’t know what to do with all of these

[the-rainbow-of-doom]

(This post was sponsored by a 1+ hour commute)

[xxplastic-cubexx]

crusty evolution redraw. in theory.

[definetelynotavampire]

Bird :>

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Bonus 13: Beware the Grapes of Wrath.

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