#hope the description is okay!

[feveredblurs]

@apaise​

after attending so many of these parties over the years, they start to blend together. they’re always the same. erin’s mother dresses her up in the finest gowns and shows her off to ravka’s best, while putting on the mask of picture perfect parent. the other guests rave about how she manages it all, being an influential political figure and a family woman, and sylvia will feign modesty while feeding on their compliments. ironically, erin always fades to the background during those exchanges, unimportant and forgotten.

tonight, they play their roles to perfection     doting mother and sweet daughter. sylvia even sparks conversation for a potential engagement in the horizon for erin. she’s old enough already, after all. it’s just a matter of time before she’s to wed a son of someone equally powerful and prestigious. no aspect of erin’s life is more than a calculated move to her mother; not her future nor her feelings.

normally, erin would wait for the conversation to steer away from her to take her leave, and then hide near the band or the food table. no one would notice her missing. but this time there’s someone who might actually enjoy her company. erin’s wary of labelling them as friends ( would that be too much? ), but she and chrissy got along fairly well, much to her surprise. despite being a grisha soldier, erin’s parents loved her     she was the exception among her peers ( the exception next to even erin herself if her parents found out, she’d bet ). but instead of neglecting erin like everyone else, chrissy would actually spend time with her of her own volition. she’d try her hardest to make her laugh, and even succeed sometimes. against all odds, erin found herself enjoying their time together as well.

chrissy’s on duty tonight, guarding the family from any potential party crashers. erin hopes she can slip into her side without bothering her work ( a bold move from her, who never takes the initiative )     but just as she’s crossing the ballroom to find her, her stride is cut short. a young man plants himself in front of her, greeting her with a sweet smile. erin has an inkling of having seen him before. she remembers him as ivan, the son of a ravkan ambassador     someone sylvia had taken an instant liking to. was she trying to speed up the proposal process, putting in a good word for her daughter?

erin tries her best to be polite, keeping the conversation as neutral as possible. he compliments her, and erin’s sheepish in thanking him for his kindness     all an act, trained countless times right down to the small curve of her lips. she could not care less if he thought her beautiful; he was following instructions, just like erin.

no amount of generic replies are enough to make him leave. either he’s determined to win her favor, or simply oblivious to her disinterest; erin’s not sure which is worse. she wonders where chrissy would be right now. had she fallen in place with her old grisha friends? or perhaps found someone new and exciting to flirt with for the night? erin hates how unsettled both scenarios, the latter in particular, make her.

just as she entertains the idea of excusing herself with some made-up reason, ivan loses his balance suddenly and drops right to the floor. the impact is barely heard above the music playing, yet it startles erin all the same. instinctively, she looks around, wondering if her mother had witnessed it     but all she sees is chrissy, standing a few feet away. there’s nothing immediately suspicious about her behavior... to the untrained eye. so much time spent at chrissy’s side means she knows her. she knows the way her hands move when they summon the wind, the little pleased smile on her lips whenever she does a trick to impress mike. the apple fallen at the boy’s side must be the weapon     and he the target.

had she done it to help? if anyone could notice erin’s discomfort even under layers of trained expressions, it would be chrissy. she always seemed to see right through her.

ivan’s groaning pulls erin back to reality, and she’s quick to help him get up. “ are you alright? someone must’ve bumped against the food table and knocked down some apples. ” she sells her lie with a warm smile; whatever the reason for chrissy’s actions, erin would not out her.

more complaints from the noble are met with understanding nods     erin even offers to report the situation to someone in charge, ready to use that as her escape plan. it’s all for nothing, however, when chrissy actually appears at her side a moment later... accompanied by someone. judging by the girl's expensive set of jewelry, she’s likely a noble as well. she wears a scowl on her features, and has a firm grip on chrissy’s arm.

erin worries she witnessed chrissy’s stunt with the apple, but the girl promptly proves her wrong. “ this grisha stole my earrings! ” she shrieks, face scrunching as she puffs her chest. “ my favorite earrings! ” thievery? erin’s expression blanches at the accusation. chrissy could slack off on the job sometimes, and even suggest unbecoming escapades for a soldier... but she would never do something like this. the hawthornes’ belongings had remained untouched since her arrival after all.

the girl continues her sad tale, painting chrissy as the terrible villain who used her power to pluck the jewelry right from her ears. ivan seems emboldened by her woes, and erin soon understands why; they’re siblings. “ it’s always the same with you grisha. you think you can do as you please with us because we have no magic like you. ” he hisses the words at chrissy as he takes a step closer, only a few inches separating their faces now. “ but you work for us. we’re the reason you get such cushy lives in os alta. ” ivan slams an accusatory finger against chrissy’s shoulder. “ so don’t you think you can go around    ”

“ actually! ” erin finally intervenes, speaking without allowing herself a second thought. her own voice sounds too loud in her ears     but she can’t let chrissy be spoken to like this. “ those are her earrings. chrissy works for my family. ”

clasping her hands so they won’t shake, erin places herself at chrissy’s side, with a gentle tug to pull her away from ivan. “ she would never steal, i assure you. ” she remembers sylvia’s hardened expression from earlier, when telling erin she had no choice but to accept the oncoming engagement. she mimics it to perfection, any trace of the sweet, quiet girl vanished now.

“ and i’m sure my mother won’t be pleased to hear you’re accusing someone she personally approved of. ” 

[mintytrifecta]

[image description: the bugs bunny in a tuxedo "I wish all (blank) a very pleasant (blank)" meme edited to say "I wish all of my Jewish followers a very pleasant rosh hashanah". In front of Bugs there is a jar of honey, a stack of apples and pomegranates. In front of bug's mouth there is a shofar.]

[thegracefulwillow]

Ah, that's the great puzzle! – Alice in Wonderland, Chapter II

Hi @the-mad-owl I was your secret santa this year! Thanks for the alice in wonderland prompt, I absolutely loved playing with this idea :D

Thank you @i-prefer-the-term-antihero for the organization again this year!!

To make a long post even longer, here's the first three panels in close up & with no text :)

[lokorum]

so....................i've read unraveled the other day.................... and then ive re-read it.........and now im in the middle of re-reading it again????

honestly cant promise that im not gonna keep coming back to it until someone would steal my phone and then i'll just log in from the pc lets be real here (¬‿¬ ) but!!! what i wanted to say is that its just such a good fic?? so well written? it has all the right words in just the right order and i can and will argue till late night that it healed part of myself that i had no idea existed. these descriptions of hugs??? gonna stay with me untill the very end  (*_ _)人  

and drawing something is the least i can do to show just how much your work means, @2btheanswertothequestion  (/▿＼ )

"unraveled" became my spiderverse canon since the moment ive finished chapter one and it will stay this way!!! thank you so so much for all the long hours and all the hard work you clearly had put into it!! you're amazing!! ♡

[sare11aa11eras]

Daenerys Missandei Irri and Jhiqui!

[Image Description: A full-length drawing of four people, Daenerys Targaryen, Missandei of Naath, and Dany’s two Dothraki handmaidens, Irri and Jhiqui. They are standing progressively farther back from the viewer. Daenerys stands in profile, walking forward, talking to someone. Missandei and Jhiqui have their bodies facing the viewer, Irri is angled slightly to the right side of the drawing. Missandei, Irri, and Jhiqui look at Daenerys. They are standing on a red carpet against a blank background.

Daenerys wears a purple tokar with a gold fringe. She wears her dragon crown, a gold bangle, rings of various materials, a gold vambrace with purple stones, gold earrings with purple stones, and an elaborate necklace with purple stones. From the necklace and the crown dangle long strings of red and black beads. She wears an anklet and leather sandals. A few golden bells can be seen in her hair.

Missandei wears a knee-length light orchid-color dress. It hangs loosely around her. Her dress is trimmed at the hem with purple and blue beads of different lengths. She wears sandals similar to Dany’s. She wears a large V-shaped piece of jewelry similar to a collar around her neck and over her collarbones. It is gold, mostly decorated with purple stones, and a blue butterfly design. Missandei wears earrings with blue butterflies and purple, pink, and yellow stones. She wears a bracelet of alternating pink and yellow stones. Her hair is in braids to pull it away from her face, but is otherwise in an Afro-type style. She holds a tablet and writing utensil in front of her chest. She has an interested expression as she looks up from her writing towards Dany.

Irri wears Dothraki clothes. She wears long trousers, which are blue fabric with a fringed panel of leather along the inside of her leg and groin. She wears leather boots with green, white, and purple painted swirls on them. She wears a dark leather belt around her middle and a belt of gold discs over it. The central gold disc has a green stone. More blue fabric wraps around her chest, either pleated or wrappings. Over this is a painted vest, primarily decorated with blue, green, and white. On her upper arm is an armband with an illustration of a horse galloping in grass. She has leather wrappings on her wrist and opposite upper arm. She wears one visible ring. She wears a leather necklace with a triangular gold pendant and gold triangular earrings. Her hair is in at least three braids, tied off with gold beads. She has bangs. She wears a woven headband of green and blue, with jade stones. Her face is neutral.

Jhiqui also wears Dothraki clothes, although hers do not look practical for riding. Her clothes are primarily fabric of a deep raspberry color. Along the outer side of her trousers is a stripe of leather, fringed at the end, painted with pink and pale purple flowers. On her chest she wears a beaded brooch shaped like a flower, with pink petals and a green “stem”. She wears slippers, in the same material as the rest of her outfit, with a decoration of pink flowers on yellow around the heel. Her vest is laced closed over a green and gold under layer. Her vest is trimmed at the hem with gold discs. Around her middle is a dark leather belt, with a thin belt of gold discs over it. She wears a leather necklace similar to Irri’s, with a circular gold pendant with a garnet stone. Her earrings match this pendant. She wears two rings. Her arm band is gold and garnet. Her hair is worn similarly to Irri’s. She has a bracelet with chips of green jade set in silver on a leather cuff. She has a nose piercing with a gold chain that leads to her earring. She appears to be wearing rouge. She looks mildly interested in whatever is happening. End ID./]

[zerosuitsammi3]

If I can take a moment to share my experience as a trans woman on the internet

My experience is by no means unique, it's just one experience in the plethora of trans feminine experiences and not unique to only tumblr. Though, I'll mostly talk about what I've experienced here. In the light of recent events, the reaction of "the ceo," and the comments he contributed regarding dog pile harassment; I simply wish to share my experiences that I have had to juxtapose the dynamic of his statements against a lived experience.

This account started as a way to document my social transition and eventually my journey with HRT. Tumblr had always had a large lgbtqia+ community. The queer people here inspired me and gave me hope. What I didn't know, but soon learned, is that there were people here who hated me for being trans. Being early in my transition I was a prime target. TERF groups would plan raids on my account. What this entailed was: rebloging my selfies into circles that would say the most vile things about me, threaten to kill, tell me I was ugly, tell me that everyone I knew thought I was a joke, I was a monster, my family hated me, that I should kill myself, they'd download and edit my photos into caricatures or depictions of violence. They would fill my ask box with hundreds of asks detailing how they'd kill me, call me slurs, describe the ways that I should kill myself, and pretty much everything else I mentioned above with the reblogs. Their words were carefully curated to try and break me, break my spirit, break my will to live. I tried reporting it. But it was impossible to keep up with, and like many others I saw no real response. Eventually I learned that I had to block all of them. 100's of blogs, eventually 1000's of blogs. My block list these days is incredibly extensive. I had to wade through their blogs, traverse sickening hate speech and imagery to eliminate entire circles of people harassing me. I became jaded to the hate speech, hardened to it. But mind you, I shouldn't have had to expose myself to all of this just to be at peace here amongst my community. I received no help, I was left to my own devices to protect myself. The people who hurt me never saw consequences. It was painful, it was unfair, and no one else should have to put the hours upon hours of effort and exposure to hate in to protect themselves like I did. But again my experience is not unique.

I have had to repeat this process of preemptive blocking periodically once a new circle discovers me. Blocking them all before they can start the process of hate all over again. A process of hate that seems to be hitting my community with rapidly increasing fervor as of late.

I've seen others experience far worse than me. The TERF circles will hunt down their personal information and doxx them. Expose their home address, telephone numbers, names of their family members. I can't begin to imagine the terror my queer siblings must feel when someone tells then that they want to murder them all while showing them that they know where you live. This is not a new thing, not a rare tactic, it happens. And we've all seen the news stories of trans people being murdered by people who planned it and were vocal about it.

I know this is depressing. And it doesn't reflect all of my experiences. I've had wonderful experiences here, met amazing people, made close friends, found inspiration, found hope. I found a community.

And it's my community, and I never want to let it go.

I do have fear that making this statement will get me banned. But, I wanted to say it. I wanted it to exist in the world so that everyone who doesn't know our experiences has a chance to understand and with luck empathize.

I'll part on these words and hope for the best both for myself and for every member of the community.

[sunflower-eddiediaz]

[r0semultiverse]

Small indie artists in need of support for moving out by September!

💜 These lovely folks [@QuinsCurse (they/them) & @sswitchblade03 (xe/xem and he/him)] are part of a small queer-owned Youtube community I'm in. 💖

💖 If you could lend a helping hand by reblogging & queueing this post up until the start of September, I'd greatly appreciate it & I'm sure these fine folks would too! 💜

⚠️ Do not tag as d*nations or anything like that! ⚠️

"Hi everyone! Requests are officially closed as I am opening emergency commissions! Please consider supporting me as we are getting kicked out and have managed to find a place that’s affordable but need to save up 5k by the end of the month! Anything helps! I also have a dontations page if you are willing to help do that! All the money received from commissions will be going to the deposit! https://ko-fi.com/quinscurse/commissions https://ko-fi.com/quinscurse/goal?g=32"

⚠️ Do not tag as d*nations or anything like that! ⚠️

"https://ko-fi.com/sswitchblade03/commissions https://ko-fi.com/sswitchblade03/goal?g=0 EMERGENCY COMMISSIONS!! My roommate ‪@QuinsCurse‬and I are needing about $5000CAD for a down payment on a new place as we need to be out of our current place by September! Every bit counts! My goal is to be set to $3000CAD. I will draw anything (coloured and rendered) for $5 CAD each! If you are willing to give more it will be appreciated. Examples of my work below!"

⚠️ Do not tag as d*nations or anything like that! ⚠️

[pumpkster]

jumpscare

[ID: A cartoon drawing of Slimecicle and Juanaflippa, she's on Slime's arms as she has a blank stare at his shoulder, her body is loose as Slime has one hand on the top of her head (the other arm holding her by the side of her torso) he has a disturbed / scared / shocked expression, looking up, not at her, his brows furrowed, his pupils are unfocused. There's blood that has the color of a TV glitch, it's coming from Juana's head, and is on Slime's hand, that is holding her close to him. The TV glitch colours are on Juana's pupils as well. Juana has a human appareance, brown hair tied in 2 pigtails, she has glasses, a yellow t-shirt, a red shirt under, she has some dark green shoes, combining with a skirt of the same color, white baggy socks. She has red horns, wings and tail dragon-like. The background is black, a TV-static texture coming from Slime's head. There are 2 lines resembling their heart's pulse, first one is white, it's from Slime, its a quick one, going up and down, agitated, and the second is from Flippa, a pink line with no sign of life. The drawing is a reference to a painting called "Ivan the Terrible and his son Ivan". ]

[codgod]

i just thought this part was really sweet :’]

bonus doodles that weren’t enough for their own post under the cut :p

did spoil myself a bit on the marriage thing but i don’t think the wiki even has a description of elena so Oops

[mellohiizz]

@saiintvalentiine hello. the npc fic left me absolutely in shambles i needed to draw them.

[catastrxblues]

EVERMORE by taylor swift (feat. bon iver) — “and i was catching my breath, floors of a cabin creaking under my step. and i couldn’t be sure, i had a feeling so peculiar, this pain wouldn’t be forevermore.”

my #swiftiegiftexchange2024 for @lovesickallovermybed!!!! 🫶🏽🫶🏽

[breadandblankets]

*duke voice* lets go lesbians lets go

[bugbrush]

just for a while

[mysterygrl20]

"Ray is a very red flag guy. Wayward, throws money, but it's lonely. So he uses liquor as a dependency. Accused of being a burden, my dearest friend pushes the bastard to snatch it again. When he meets Sand, he sees Sand as someone he can control. P'Khao plays this role with layers far more than a really troubled rich kid." - P'Jojo

[nicoise]

Kurt held the sword over Blaine’s head before lightly tapping Blaine’s left shoulder with the flat of the blade. “I dub thee once.” He moved the blade to his right shoulder. “I dub thee twice.” Finally, he lifted the sword to rest the metal on Blaine’s head, disrupting his hair momentarily. The words felt like they were a lump caught in his throat. He knew he had to show endurance, but at the moment, to endure was just about the hardest thing he could do. He swallowed, and forced the words out. “I dub thee Knight.”

from @cryscendo's royalty fic amantium irae <3

klaine rendition of edmund leighton's "the accolade." of course also inspired by @warblercore's gorgeous art. the thing on blaine's back is supposed to be a blackbird