#i hope that helped? sorry if it didnt

[horreurscopes]

this is my brother and i need a shovel to love him (prints)

[pastelhooman]

[WVW Exchange Event 2023!]

"The kisses on your lash, your ears, on the nose that keeps scrunching. The kisses on your hand, on your cheeks, and the exchanging soft words waiting for the break of day."

----- ID under break -----

A total of 6 pages of comics, starting with a close up shots of vash kissing sleeping wolfwood's nose, eyes, lashes, and he furrows them a bit. an overhead shot of the two of them in a motel room, on the bed with vash leaning over wolfwood from the left, laying soft kisses on him. their legs tangled. their normal outfits are thrown haphazardly on the floor, instead donning comfortable clothes. on the outside, the very first ray of lights are yet to shine.

"what a face you're making pfft" - vash says as he grabs both of wolfwood's cheeks, squeezing them a bit. wolfwood mumbles, "There's something that keeps landing on my face, it tickles." he grabs the hand that is on his right cheek. "Well you're letting it happens anyways right?" Vash muses, bringing the hand up to kiss on its knuckles. "Good morning Wolfwood. It's almost dawn"

"… Isn't it way too soon?" - wolfwood asks, but keeps to himself the prayers he's sending to god because the the boy on top of him was such a sight to behold. Vash flops down onto him, leaving the hand hanging and lace his own hand into Wolfwood's hair, peppering kisses to the side of his face. "Yep" - he answers - "But you woke up on your own tho" - facetiously. He giggles, saying that it was a joke after a beat of silence. A sigh, "don't make me upside you first thing in the morning." Wolfwood closes his eyes, hand combing through golden strands. "Heh, how merciful~" "We have a meet up with Milly and Meryl today, remember?" Vash reminds him, which does raise some vague memory. wolfwood hums, the other hand reaching around vash's torso, hugging him. " So, the sooner we arrive, the less likely she'll chew through my head." - Vash adds. "riiiight. And you were SO urgent in waking me up." in wolfwood's hold, both of them slowly turn to the right, towards the edge of the bed.

Well, you were just soooo cute, I couldn't help it! didn't thinkk you'll actually wakE UAA-!"

the bed creaks under the sudden shift in weight as wolfwood tosses vash over and under him, arms firmly hugging him, one at his back and one at his head, hungrily dives down to kiss. "!! Wolf-! Wait-!" Vash yelps, leg instinctively curls around the other's man hip to hang on, trying his damnest to grip on his shirt as HE is now half airborne, barely has any contact with the bed on his upper body. However, wolfwood seems to have another idea as he keeps deepening the kiss, pointedly holding Vash close, hands spread guarding the back of his head as both of them are sliding off the soft fabric.

"THUD!" a resounding fall, possibly enough to wake the room downstairs, followed shortly by laboured breaths amist wet smacks of lips. Heaves and huffs of air exchanging between the two bodies when the need to breath made itself necessary. They press close, cradling each other, and are lost to their own world. After a while they had to part. Metal arm shifts through black locks, caressing down to his nape and they hold eye contacts there, with lidded eyes, strands of saliva thins then breaks.

Wolfwood pushes up on his arms, looking smugly down at his now disheveled partner: "Now this is how it's done, Needlenoggin." he remarks. Vash tries to wrangle his thoughts back in order, but strings of Wolfwood's name and a wonderous question keeps filling his mind, of whether he should risk it all and have fun for a bit more. Regardless, snapping out of his trance, Vash sourly asks, with a wry smile and an aching head: "But did you really need to roll off the bed?" "Wrong side, whoops" - Wolfwood anwers unseriously, laughing as he finds the situation quite amusing.

----- End of ID -----

[crybabyfucktoy]

in need of seeing you today 😩😩😩 show off a little 😌

okie but just a littlee🤭🌸🩷

[fanofthelamb]

I’ve come to join the Nari kissing booth party hehe :>

They would gladly give him a hug and share some Perpetual Stew with him!!

HOLY SHIT IS THAT T H E SPIDER-INSPACE IN MY ASK BOX?????????????

LETS FUCKKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[firebuug]

hi I draw u something in one to two days (or less)👍

hello I still do $5 sketches 💚💚 I try to get them to u by the same day, but with university being a thing I will absolutely let you know if I get busy. usually never takes longer than 3 days at most. no slots, ill do as many as u like. challenge me.

they are $5 per character, so any extra character is an extra $5!

I'll draw anything ever idm. human furry robot real people items animals anime characters OCS sfw NSFW gore whatever just preferably no lower body nudity im bad at that

here's some stuff I've done so far

if interested hit me up in dms or drop a kofi with description :) (Kofi has a word limit so feel free to hmu beforehand I'll let you know when I'll leave it done (timezones may vary, im in est))

thanks to all who consider💚🙏💚 peace out

[baylardian-1]

she's been putting it off............................

[moeblob]

explaining to a coworker I don't socialize out of work bc of The Anxiety. then later explaining why i have gray in my hair.... it's... still The Anxieties...... goin' gray since my early 20s........

[gifti3]

hii im posting this old fic for asmo, it was for his bday but i put it off cause i wanted to keep editing it and before you know it its been over year of it just sitting untouched 〒▽〒 so i decided to just post it without a reading over it again its pretty light hearted and silly, its an AU where Asmo is literally a queen and reader is one of those passing merchants (probably) reader is gn here and yep thats it!

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Queen Asmodeus's Birthday

This was the first time you'd actually be present during Asmodeus's birthday. You heard about previous ones in passing during your travels, but now you'd get to experience all the hoopla in person.

You observe yourself in the mirror and smooth the front of your outfit down. It wasn't something you would usually wear on a day to day basis, but today….what the Queen says goes. Like any other day really, but now wasn’t the time to be contrarian. If any day needed to go smoothly, today was that day. So after one more look, you exit your room.

Making your way down the hallway you dodge several servants handling last minute preparations. You head downstairs and weave your way through mingling guests.

When you enter the grand banquet hall--not to be mistaken with the regular one--you whistle to yourself. It always looked nice but today it was at exorbitant levels of presentation. The long tables, the walls and even the ceiling seemed to be covered in the Queen's favorite shades and flowers. Everything was so flowery and pink.

Your eyes fall on the “Esteemed Guests” table and you make your way towards it.

"Hey guys." You greet the group of brothers. You nod at a few faces you weren’t quite familiar with, but they must be important to the Queen if they were at this table.

Before the brothers can say anything you interject. "No need to comment on the outfit. I know," you smile.

Several of them shut their mouths.

You take a seat at the head of the table, Asmodeus's spot. His chair was quite literally the center of attention. In the middle of the room it sat, the most immaculate and eye-catching. It was almost gaudy to be honest. And from here, you'd be able to see him from anywhere in the room.

“So…when does this start?” you ask.

“Hopefully he comes out within the hour,” Satan answers.

You’d think he was exaggerating if he wasn’t currently reading. In all this noise, you weren't sure how.

Lucifer sat back with his eyes closed, probably thinking of work, while Mammon and Levi talked (or maybe they were bickering) about something. Beelzebub frowned while rubbing at his stomach and Belphegor’s head was laid on the table.

Even though they seemed indifferent about being here, you knew they wanted to keep their brother happy. And anyways if they missed today they wouldn’t hear the end of it until his next birthday.

By the time his Majesty is formally introduced to the hall, an hour must have passed and Beel looks visibly famished. He gently nudges Belphie awake though. 

“Ah, the star finally appears,” Solomon says. You had met the sorcerer for the first time today but he seemed decent from the conversation you had. Mostly everyone at the table seemed a bit perturbed by his presence though.

Anyone standing around moves quickly to sit down so as not to be chewed out by other guests for blocking the view.

All attention turns to decorative stairs at the front of the room as the Queen appears. Slowly rose petals magically start falling from the ceiling. Everyone watches as Queen Asmodeus gracefully makes his way down, his (very expensive) skirts following down behind him. 

Mammon sits back crossing his arms and says under his breath. “He does this every year…” 

You wonder if anyone outside his brothers would ever grow tired of it though. You swear you could see tears glistening in some of these guests' eyes.

You manage to catch Asmo’s eye and he winks at you.

The whispers amongst the guests go silent once Asmodeus begins talking to his closest family, friends and allies.

"Thank you for gathering here to celebrate this special day--my birthday. Seeing everyone's lovely faces smiling for me makes me so happy!"

You hear a couple of dreamlike sighs among the crowd.

"I’m excited for the fun to start so please everyone enjoy the food. The festivities will start right after.”

There’s cheers and Beel’s face brightens as servants file in with various dishes.

Asmo makes his way towards his seat waving and talking to people along the way.

"How'd you like my entrance MC? Wasn’t it perfectly befitting for someone like me," Asmo asks by the time he finally makes it to the table.

Most of his brothers look exasperated but you grin. “It was very Asmodeus-like. You look really amazing by the way. Your dress is very beautiful.”

He smiles at the compliment. “Not as beautiful as me though, right?”

“Heh, of course.”

Satisfied with your answer, Asmo rests a hand on your shoulder.

"Thank you all for coming. I hope you all brought presents ❤️"

Lucifer smiles, already prepared with his gift, "Happy Birthday Asmodeus."

“I didn’t skimp out this year so you better be grateful,” Mammon says.

All the brothers take their turns passing their presents for Asmo to open and gush over. And these were no simple gifts. These were items the average person could only dream of having but apparently this was nothing too hard for these brothers to acquire.

You watch Asmo brandish the beautiful sword Santa had given to him. You had never seen anything like it before. Where did he even find that? Maybe you should inquire with him about it later.

During the rest of the dinner, you see a shift in Asmo’s demeanor from fairly pleased to absolutely bored. Finally, he stands and clinks his glass with a fork to get the room's attention.

He takes a drink and raises his glass high. "Let's get this party started!"

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It had been 3 hours so far. The beginning of what would definitely be a way too long party.

You hadn't seen the Queen since dinner as he was mingling with the endless party guests.

How many people could one person remember off the top of their head?

Escaping the noise would be impossible even if you wanted to. You could hear Queen Asmo's subjects singing, dancing and lighting fireworks through your room window when you made a quick stop for the restroom.

You take a bite of your kebab, waving at someone you don’t remember the name of. Galavanting from room to room to keep yourself entertained in this overstimulation fest.

Maybe you'd go back to the 'bathing room'. It was always interesting there.

Suddenly, you find yourself wrapped in a warm embrace and surrounded by the scent of fruit and alcohol. 

“Darling I haven’t seen you in so long.” Asmo says dragging out the end of the statement.

“It’s only been a few hours though.”

“Might as well been years.” 

You roll your eyes but pat his arm soothingly. “But you’re enjoying yourself right?”

He hums. “Everyone is here for me, adorning me with gifts and praise. I’d say it’s within the top 3 best birthdays!”

“...Isn’t a good chunk of your usual days filled with that though?”

He rests his head on you. “It’s different though.”

Before you can ask more, several people approach you two to talk to the Queen. Asmodeus hooks his arms with yours before you can walk off though.

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“Asmo, please let me go. Keeping up appearances for this long is killing me.”

“But I don't want you to disappear again!” He nuzzles into your arm and you let out a sigh.

“Can we at least take a break?”

“Are you trying to get special private time with the Queen?” Asmo gives you that stupid innocent smile that was rarely innocent.

“Er, I mean it would be nice…” You hadn’t been able to spend much time with him these last couple days since he was so busy.

“Okay since you’re one of my favorite guests I’ll give you special attention. But you owe me!”

And with that Asmo drags you away to his room.

As soon as you’re behind closed doors you flop on his soft bed. Even with the sounds of a party as background noise, you’d be able to rest your eyes.

“Wait, did you invite me here just to sleep?” You feel the bed dip beside you.

You mumble incoherently before turning your head to look at Asmo’s pouting face. You couldn’t help smiling at his expression though. 

How did he do it? You probably looked very disheveled right now but there sat your Queen completely perfect as always even though he’d been all over the castle today.

“Hmm, has my beauty stunned you~?” Asmo’s lithe fingers trace a pattern on your cheek.

“Maybe…” you sigh and get up from the bed. “That reminds me. You said I owed you and I haven’t given you your birthday present yet.”

You beacon him towards his dressing table and retrieve the small box. You planned to give it to him this morning but he wasn’t here. So you left in his room hoping he would find it on his vanity before the day ended but inwardly scolded yourself for the choice when he eyed you at the dinner being the only one closest to him who hadn’t given him anything.

“Happy Birthday!” You hold out the gift to him with a small smile.

Asmo’s eyes widened a bit. Was he actually surprised? His expression turns pleased as he takes and carefully opens it.

“It’s beautiful…” He carefully pulls out the silver necklace and holds it up. It was adorned with several small jewels but the main star was a deep red painite that sat in the middle.

“And it’s very unique.” The merchant in you was screaming for giving away something this rare for free. But making sure Asmo was pleased with his present was much more worth it. 

You help him put it on and watch as he admires himself in the mirror.

“So you like it right?”

“Of course I love it!” Asmo stands, grabs your hand and leans in to press a kiss to your lips. “I might have to show you how much I love it. You always know what to get me…” 

You lean in hoping for another kiss but Asmo places a finger on your chin to stop you.

“After the party. I want to take my time with you….” He gives you a quick squeeze and leads you out of the room before you can complain.

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The next day when you wake up in Asmo’s arms to the sound of people being unusually loud through his window. That couldn’t be what you think it was.

You stare blearily at the ceiling. "When does everyone stop partying exactly?”

Asmo yawns and cuddles into you. “Hmm, usually in several days.”

“...How are you sleeping through this?”

[littlekingbergara]

You should just stop talking about how mad you are that they walked back on their decision - a LARGE part of the fandom could not afford a subscription, YOU weren't one of those people - therefore you have no idea how it felt to think you had to say goodbye to them and their content.

actually it's my blog and i'm allowed to feel however i want and post whatever i want and YOU do not have to read it. also some of the people who couldn't afford it are my friends and they were sad but they weren't being fucking awful miserable goons about it like apparently that large part of the fandom felt was appropriate.

[daenystheedreamer]

Who would you list as the most famous theorists that almost any serious asoiaf fan would know about (I’d define serious as in at least knowing the night lamp theory but you’re free to define it however you want)

not sure if you meant theorists or theories! if its theorists im not the best person to ask this! i dont engage much with theory crafting</3 it's fun but its just not winds!!! plus a lot of theorists are sexist nerds who hate women and dont understand narrative</3

if its theories, this reddit comment sums up most of the ones i'd recommend to fans who want to dip their toes into hardcore fan discussion, this forum thread has a load more and well organised, and AWOIAF has a list of theories.

i'd also include theories about hardhome, which a lot of fans new to the fandom forget about since the characters are so good you forget about the setting if that make sense. also theories about the others eg starks made them or that theyre possibly a sentient and rich culture and not brainless zombies/pure evil.

i think its important to get your head around all the r+l=j knockoffs. if only so you can inoculate yourself and recognise what have evidence (maybe 0.1% of them) and what is horseshit. the stupid ones id include are: tyrion time travelling fetus, secret identity theories involving arthur dayne/euron greyjoy/howland reed/daario naharis, varys is a merman (real).

[tricksteroftheheart]

i really dont think qwel is racist/transphobic guys /srs

I've seen a lot of posts talking about how excited they are for Rox to be fired from the team, but also talking about how much they don't like Qwel for 1. defending him and also 2. some things stated in a doc about Qwel. I'll see if I can link the Qwel Doc, and you can read it over yourself of course, but I'm just going to give my own two cents as a grooming victim, a transmasc nonbinary individual, and as someone who read over the document.

I agree, Qwel should apologize for defending him for so long, however it is mentioned by both Qwel and inside the document that new information came out. It's not like Qwel had a sudden change of heart about what we already knew, but something else came out that we don't know about yet. However, please do remember that Rox was grooming not only people, but also their entire staff team, which very likely includes Qwel. You can be groomed as an adult, and while you should understand and apologize that what you did in that situation was wrong, she was very likely being manipulated.

EDIT: added this screenshot. Rox was indeed manipulating Qwel and lying to her for years. Also an apology, a short one but still an apology.

The Qwel document is very old, and the creator of the document themselves have put multiple notices and, at this point, completely moved the old doc around, in order for people to understand that it is old and not professionally created. That doesn't make the points in the document moot, but it does mean even the creator doesn't believe they're as important as people are making them out to be, and the creator also no longer, and has no longer, wanted to be involved in any of this.

This point is when I tackle the contents of the Qwel doc itself. I wish to note that while my tone may become less professional and potentially aggressive, I do not mean any harm to anyone involved in the doc or people who believe in the doc wholeheartedly. I am simply putting in my two cents. I will also be using the same codenames for people as they do in the document as well as color-coding them, for ease of reading. I will also be calling the creator A, again for ease of reading. Please, click the Read More link to read the rest of my thoughts.

EDIT: Also added more screenshots of Qwel being manipulated and lied to by Rox at the bottom. I believe Rox was grooming Qwel in order to keep the relationship they had and power he had in Blushcrush. This isn't about Rox, but Qwel, so I won't deep dive into that, but that is my belief from what we know.

The Qwel document is, at the very least, almost five years old now. I don't have concrete dates for anything else in this document besides the first event, so I have to assume everything else came out at around the same time. Qwel was, in these screenshots, fifteen years old. A lot can change in four/five years, including the way you respond to others, speak to others, and think of issues such as race and gender/sexuality. Even A themselves state to 'excuse the way they word things, as they didn't fully understand the LGBTQ+ community.'

A stated 'Qwel said I was acting like a creep for being friendly and clingy to Dark Pit' but has no examples, written or screenshots, of how exactly they were treating Dark Pit besides talking about them while they wasn't around, DMing them often enough to make them anxious, and become overwhelming for the people around them including Dark Pit. I don't want to shift the blame onto A, but talking about how 'cool' someone is and that alone doesn't seem like the same thing as what Qwel was describing in their talk. A also, in the screenshots, agrees that everything Qwel said was true to a point. This conversation doesn't seem like Qwel is trying to be manipulative or 'pushing A to admit their feelings,' as Qwel really only says 'hey what's going on with you two' and lets A explain themselves. Qwel had also spoken to Dark Pit beforehand about their crush, so A's behavior was obvious enough in that regard.

Dark Pit has anxiety, very bad anxiety, and that's stated multiple times throughout this part of the document. Dark Pit also has a fear of confrontation, to the point where they are scared of asking A to stop DMing them and 'being seen as mean.' Dark Pit and Qwel spoke together before Qwel spoke to A, so it's likely that Dark Pit was the one to tell Qwel to let A know that they weren't interested in a relationship. Qwel did say, jokingly, 'no one else is as strong a speaker as I am,' so that could be implying that Dark Pit asked her to tell him.

I don't think we have enough information about Sheik to say why exactly Qwel told Sheik about what happened, if she knew A didn't like them, or what, so while I can't say anything about this, I will repeat that Sheik apologized and that they are on better terms currently. I don't know why Qwel is acting like she doesn't know this person if they were/are truthfully 'best friends,' but we have no screenshots showing any of this and it could be that Qwel forgot about them. Also, I believe being fifteen is an alright excuse for mediating something that you arguably shouldn't have been involved in. You were young and dumb, and it's been five years. You make bad decisions when you're fifteen.

If A's actions were making Dark Pit and other users uncomfortable, and A wasn't understanding that in order to make it stop, then I can see why fifteen-year-old Qwel thought the best thing to do was make them talk to each other about their problems. A also states that Qwel got in between their relationship earlier, but then states that Qwel was forcing them to confront each other alone. The paragraph that A states Qwel 'made them believe they were a bad friend and forced them to apologize to her' has no dates, screenshots, or anything in detail to explain any of these claims. Qwel, very likely, did not mean to implant anxiety within their head about their friendships. While perhaps she did, we can't say as there are no screenshots or anything besides A's own words.

This next part is set in 2022. We do not know how much A and Mii Brawler spoke over the others in the voice chat, so I cannot say much about that situation. I will agree that calling someone autistic as an insult is not right. If this did happen, as Mii Brawler doesn't remember and there is a chance that A misheard, that was not right of Qwel. There is no proof of this occurring and only one person involved remembers it happening at all.

The following paragraph and screenshot are matters between Qwel and A and what I take as a misunderstanding. Qwel thought they gladly accepted the testing job, A only did for the money. Qwel thought they were still actively talking to each other, A says they only texted about work and the such. There is no proof to any of these claims besides the single screenshot of Qwel saying her own opinion on the matter. Qwel not trying to argue against the claims of being 'two-faced' doesn't really mean anything, I believe. It's an opinion, the document was small at the time and didn't really say much about that, there were more pressing matters to discuss. Not mentioning it does not mean she accepted the title.

This is when we get into the claims of racism/transphobia. Note that the Japanese GF and Mii Brawler are the same color, not the same person. I just ran out of colors to use.

I do not know if the Korean GF and the Japanese GF are the same person, considering Qwel mentions her GF being 'part Japanese,' so I will make two different assumptions depending on if they are or aren't. We do not know why Qwel decided to make a Japanese-themed stage for her girlfriend, how much her girlfriend was aware of it or gave ideas or what-have-you. However, if the Korean GF and the Japanese GF are the same person, this has no racial implications. And even if they aren't, you are allowed to enjoy the aesthetics of another race without it being racist. If the Korean GF likes Japanese aesthetics and themes, that is not racist. The 'waifu' line definitely sounds bad out of context, but there is a chance it was simply a joke. The entire tone of the screenshot seems kind of non-serious, with the 'crazy shit yo' and such. You can definitely argue that it's a joke in bad taste, for sure, but it doesn't seem like Qwel genuinely believed/believes her GF is actually a real anime girl or anything like that. Qwel is a lesbian. A lesbian, by definition, is a woman (or woman-aligned individual) who is exclusively interested in relationships with other women or women-aligned individuals. (This is a very complex conversation about gender and sexuality but I am trying to keep it simple to follow, please don't argue with me about this /gen.) If Qwel's partner at the time came out as nonbinary, and either of them didn't feel comfortable in the relationship due to Qwel's being a lesbian, that is not transphobic. We also don't know why they broke up, if that was even the reason at all. We don't know why Qwel unfriended Sheik, if that was related to their being nonbinary or not. These could be completely unrelated events. Qwel saying she 'doesn't understand nonbinary people' and not wanting to talk about it is also not proof of her being transphobic. The transgender umbrella, the transgender experience, and everything surrounding being transgender can be confusing, especially to cisgender people who aren't educated or didn't know much about it at the time. Every person's experience and view of it is different, as well. Being confused and not understanding something as vast as being transgender does not automatically make you transphobic.

The final paragraphs of this document are used as summarization, while also stating things that A said were probably accidental (the racism claim) as fact. I'm not going to tackle these, I've been working on this for hours and I don't even know if I will be able to get this to actually post. Please take care, take care of yourselves, and keep an open mind. Make sure to think over what you're given, and don't just repeat what you hear other people say.

EDIT: Qwel being manipulated by Rox. Btw, the definition of grooming is "when someone builds a relationship, trust and emotional connection with a child or young person so they can manipulate, exploit and abuse them." Adults can be groomed, as well. Just to make this clear.

[kithj]

let me stop posting on my dev blog about this but you all are NAWT gonna piss me off, most people in NC didn't even get told to evacuate until it was too late (people were still expected to be working at their jobs!!), they are quite literally flooded in and trapped, the roads to evacuate are destroyed and/or completely underwater. asheville is completely cut off, people cannot contact their loved ones at all right now. i feel like so many people are not grasping how much this storm has destroyed from florida all the way to tennessee, and how unprecedented it is for it to have hit so far inland up in the southern appalachia area.

also as usual people love to shit on southern states and pretend like we deserve these natural disasters when they happen, just like when texas lost power in 2021, like some of you truly just revel in the misery and pain of other people if it makes you feel superior in some way and i really need you to sit with that and come to jesus, preferably far away from me. like these comments are making me nauseous you all are evil

[algrenion]

I've been looking for the video your brother made where he reenacts a conversation with your dad about finding unexpected cousins, it came up in conversation and I can't find it! do you have a link handy? (no worries if not! have a good day!)

dude are you kidding meeee i will always look for a good reason to plug my big bro's content!! he's next level, truly

here is the tiktok link

here is the link to my post from my perspective (with his tiktok attached to watch on tumblr)

i also highly recommend going to his YouTube account since that's where he's really aiming to make moves (it's not about this specific situation but his work is SO fun), he has so many plans and i'm not only proud of him but sure that he's gonna blow up when the time comes around 😭💘

[pallanophblargh]

Lost in thoughts, endure a little more word vomit (emotional) if you will.

I received the news that a much beloved instructor of mine from the institute that won't be named passed away recently. I had the honor of taking her intaglio and relief/monotype/woodcut printmaking classes. They were the bright spark in a fog of dread, stress, and overwhelming feelings of inadequacy. They were what I looked forward to every week.

You really don't understand how much an impact someone has had on you until they're gone, sometimes.

I may not have the tools at my disposal to do a proper intaglio piece, but I can still make a book or a linocut, in her honor.

Jody, you left a bright spot in the heart of a jaded cynic who had no real business going to school for art. You were a real one. And everyone who ever met you knew it.

[mistninja]

Hi guys 🧍‍♂️ I hate to do this again (the struggle never ends fr) but if anyone can help me out with bus fare so I can go to uni this week I would really appreciate it 🫠 I don't get paid until the 7th and I can't afford to keep using my credit card

Just 10 dollars would be enough! 🙏

[a-whispering-echo]

WYVLISKS

Physical Traits:

Wyvlisks are draconic-humanoids with a graceful, almost elfin build. They possess spindly yet elegant proportions, standing tall or short depending on lineage. Their most prominent dragon-like features, such as scales, wings, and horns, only appear after marriage, marking a monumental transformation from their mostly human-like state. Pre-marriage Wyvlisks can appear entirely human, with no external signs of their draconic heritage.

Some Wyvlisks have the unique ability to shapeshift into cat-sized dragons, though this is a rare and revered gift. This form is considered sacred, often reserved for private or ceremonial moments.

Lifecycle & Maturity:

Wyvlisks are considered "infants" until their 20s, reflecting their prolonged development, both physically and magically. They remain in a juvenile phase until they marry, which is when their full magical potential is unlocked. This rite of passage transforms them from unremarkable beings into powerful, awe-inspiring creatures.

The act of marriage doesn’t just signify commitment but is also the key to unlocking their draconic traits. This magical metamorphosis is considered a sacred, almost divine event, marked by a public ceremony where their horns, wings, and/or scales emerge in a dazzling spectacle. It is said that witnessing this transformation is like watching a star being born, a radiant blend of power and beauty.

Cultural Roles:

Wyvlisks are often seen as embodiments of beauty and power, especially after marriage. Historically, they were revered and sought after by noble houses and influential leaders. A Wyvlisk spouse was considered a divine blessing, a sign of favor from the gods, and was often treated with great reverence and respect.

Despite their grace and elegance, Wyvlisks are formidable, especially with their unparalleled healing abilities. Seeing a scarred Wyvlisk is a chilling sight, as it suggests a battle fierce enough to overwhelm their natural regeneration.

Marriage & Jewellery Traditions:

Jewellery is a crucial part of Wyvlisk culture, used to denote marital status, power, and emotional ties.

Silver: Worn by singles, silver is a highly significant metal. Silver jewelry is passed down through generations, becoming treasured family heirlooms. A child is given their first piece of silver on their 20th birthday, an important rite of passage. If a Wyvlisk is not gifted this silver by their family, it is the greatest insult—a sign of disownment. For a parent to withhold silver is to sever ties permanently.

Gold: Worn by married Wyvlisks, gold symbolizes the beauty and strength of their union.

Black: Worn during courtship or engagement, black jewellery shows a Wyvlisk is in a relationship that is progressing towards marriage.

Copper: Widowed Wyvlisks wear copper, and the natural oxidation of the metal reflects the length of their mourning period. The longer a Wyvlisk wears oxidized copper, the more respect they are shown, as it displays the depth of their loss

Interestingly, gifting silver to a partner signifies the end of a relationship. It's a respectful but final act, akin to saying, "We are no longer bound."

Courtship Rituals:

Courtship among Wyvlisks involves braiding each other's hair—a symbolic act representing dominance, protection, and the readiness to provide for one another. The act of allowing someone to braid your hair is a gesture of deep trust and submission, indicating that you are willing to let them shape your future.

Wyvlisks also prove their worthiness to potential mates by engaging in feats of strength or skill, such as hunting, sparring, or other displays of prowess. These actions serve as proof that they are capable of protecting their partner and building a strong family.

Hair and Power Hierarchy:

Hair plays a vital role in Wyvlisk society. From infancy until around age 5, it’s acceptable for Wyvlisk children to wear their hair loose. However, as they grow older, loose hair is seen as childish or even uncultured. As they mature, their hairstyles become more intricate, signifying age, wisdom, and power.

Braids are not just decorative but also functional, acting as a symbol of one's magical and social standing. The more elaborate the braiding, the older and stronger the Wyvlisk. Powerful Wyvlisks adorn their hair with jewels, bands, and metal ties, often denoting magical prowess or social status. The positioning and angle of the braids also communicate hidden messages within Wyvlisk culture—where a single misplaced braid could cause offense or signal a challenge.

The Magic of Color and Gifting:

Each Wyvlisk possesses a unique magical aura, and their partner's jewellery is adorned with stones that match this aura in colour. These stones, crafted by hand, must perfectly reflect the precise shade of their partner’s magic. This attention to detail is crucial in maintaining the deep bonds between Wyvlisk partners.

When a Wyvlisk proposes marriage, they not only give their partner gold but also present the partner's family with a golden chalice. The chalice symbolizes acceptance into the family and is used during the wedding ceremony when both families drink from it in honour of their union. The partner is also gifted a personalized object—something deeply tied to their interests or the relationship. If this gift is not well-received, it can lead to an immediate dissolution of the courtship, as it indicates a lack of understanding between the couple.

Ancient Legacy & Fall from Dominance:

In ancient times, Wyvlisks were considered divine emissaries, believed to have descended from celestial dragons. Their marriages were seen as cosmic unions, and their species held positions of immense power and influence in many societies. To marry a Wyvlisk was to be blessed by the gods, and their beauty was considered otherworldly.

Over time, however, the Wyvlisk’s dominance waned. Legends speak of wars, betrayals, and internal strife that weakened their once-thriving population. While their influence may have diminished, they remain symbols of great honor, and marrying a Wyvlisk is still considered a rare and treasured gift.

Wyvlisk Tribal Structure: The Five Tribes

The Wyvlisk tribes are scattered across various terrains, from lush forests to desolate mountains. Though they share a common heritage, each tribe has developed unique cultural identities. The differences in their approach to scars, marriage, physical appearances, and magical practices are significant.

The Horiskh Tribe (Mountain Dwellers)

Physical Traits:

Size: Generally taller and more muscular, Horiskh Wyvlisks are adapted to the harsh, rugged mountain terrain.

Scales and Hair: They often have dark, metallic scales with shimmering hues of bronze or copper, providing natural camouflage against rocky environments. Hair colours range from deep black to silver-Gray.

Wing Structure: Their wings, post-marriage, are larger and more powerful than those of other tribes, allowing them to navigate high-altitude winds.

Cultural Beliefs:

Scar Worship: Horiskh Wyvlisks revere scars, believing that each scar represents a victory against a formidable foe or natural challenge. Scarred Wyvlisks are held in god-like esteem, often becoming leaders or spiritual guides.

Courtship Rituals: In courtship, physical prowess and endurance tests are key. Partners braid each other’s hair mid-hunt or during combat training, symbolizing unity in strength and mutual protection.

Magical Specialization: Horiskh Wyvlisks are known for their earth-based magic, manipulating stone and metal, which they use to shape their mountain homes and forge intricate jewellery.

Marriage Customs: Gold worn by Horiskh Wyvlisks often incorporates raw gems found in mountain caves, symbolizing the unrefined power of their union. These gems are believed to carry spiritual energy from the mountains, enhancing the couple’s magical abilities. weapon-shaped jewellery (miniature daggers, shields, or spears) are common, In addition to standard anklets, they wear elaborate golden bracelets on their arms and horns if present, signifying their prowess in combat.

The Aelithe Tribe (Forest Guardians)

Physical Traits:

Size: The Aelithe are generally shorter and more agile, perfectly suited to their forest environments. Their horns are thin and almost ethereal, often resembling the twisting shapes of tree branches.

Scales and Hair: Their scales are often green, gold, or dark brown, providing camouflage among the trees. Hair colours vary from earthy brown to deep red, and leaf-like patterns sometimes appear in their scales. NOTE: Some Aelithe have been noted to have very dark, almost black or purple scales and hair. The reason for this is unknown, as it does not appear to be genetic.

Wings: Post-marriage wings are smaller and more delicate, resembling butterfly or dragonfly wings in some, emphasizing their stealth and agility.

Cultural Beliefs:

Scarring and Purity: Scarring in the Aelithe Tribe is seen as a terrible blemish, corrupting the natural beauty that is central to their identity. Scarred individuals are often banished or sent to live in isolation, as they are believed to disrupt the natural flow of magic.

Courtship Rituals: Aelithe courtship is centred around forest stewardship and harmony with the natural world. Couples often braid each other’s hair while surrounded by nature, and they are required to tend to sacred trees, whose health is believed to reflect the health of their relationship.

Magical Specialization: Aelithe Wyvlisks wield plant and life-based magic, able to influence the growth of plants and even communicate with the forest. Their braided hair often contains living vines or flowers, signifying their connection to the wild.

Marriage Customs:

Gold jewelry in the Aelithe Tribe is delicate, often adorned with small wooden carvings or enchanted leaves. These elements are thought to represent the fragility and beauty of life, as well as their deep bond with nature

The Kethlin Tribe (Desert Survivors)

Physical Traits:

Size: The Kethlin Tribe tends to produce tall and lean Wyvlisks, with long limbs and narrow frames, adapted for survival in hot, arid climates. Their horns are less prominent, but their claws are unusually sharp, marking them as natural hunters.

Scales and Hair: Their scales are commonly gold, sandy, or white, reflecting the harsh sunlight of the desert. Hair colours range from pale blond to deep auburn to dusky greys. Hair ALWAYS turns grey in old age. The lack of pigmentation in their scales is a symbol of power and beauty. Scarfs and head coverings are common, used to keep sand out of more delicate areas, like eyes.

Wings: Post-marriage wings are slender, bat-like, enabling gliding over long distances in the desert winds. Their wings are small, adapted for short bursts of flight, perfect for their nomadic lifestyle

Cultural Beliefs:

Scar Acceptance: In the Kethlin Tribe, scars are a neutral symbol—neither revered nor despised. They are seen as natural consequences of life in a harsh environment. However, excessive scarring can lead to concerns about one’s ability to defend oneself, and thus may harm social standing. A scar is simply a sign that you have lived long enough to earn one.

Courtship Rituals: Kethlin courtship is a test of survival skills. Prospective partners undertake long treks to prove their endurance and mental fortitude. Many also play fight for dominance and enjoyment. Braiding each other’s hair after a natural disaster or during a challenging journey is a sign of respect and readiness for partnership.

Magical Specialization: Their magic is tied to heat, sand, and wind, allowing them to create mirages, shift dunes, or manipulate desert air to summon powerful gusts.

Marriage Customs:

The gold jewellery of the Kethlin Tribe is often spotted, in microscopic small dots, so the full image is made of very small craftsmanship, representing the shifting and ever-changing nature of life. Chalices given to families are etched with desert motifs, and filled with water gathered from distant oases, symbolizing endurance and perseverance. They are also known for their simplistic but meaningful jewellery, often carved from bones, animal teeth, or natural materials like clay.

The Sireshith Tribe (Swamp and River Inhabitants)

Physical Traits:

Size: Sireshith Wyvlisks are shorter and stockier, with muscular builds adapted for swimming and navigating through murky, swampy environments.

Scales and Hair: Their scales range from dark green to teal, often with bioluminescent markings that glow softly at night. Hair tends to be dark blue or black, with a slick, wet sheen. Nakedness is seen as very natural, and clothing is often slight or see through in appearance. Many only clothe themselves when visiting other tribes. Elders often weave kelp or seaweed into their braids as a sign of their closeness to nature and water.

Wings: Their wings are webbed, designed for gliding over water rather than flying long distances. Their wings are large but webbed slightly, resembling those of sea dragons, and they are excellent swimmers. Their horns are sleek and pointed, resembling shark fins.

Cultural Beliefs:

Scar Rituals: Scarring is considered a sign of rebirth in the Sireshith Tribe. Each scar tells a story of survival in the dangerous swamps, where creatures and natural hazards are abundant. Scarred Wyvlisks are often seen as wise and resilient, but there is no reverence or worship of scars, simply respect for those who bear them.

Courtship Rituals: In the Sireshith Tribe, courtship involves swimming in sacred waters. Couples braid their hair while submerged waist-deep in the water, allowing the current to influence the braid patterns, which are thought to show the course of their future together.

Magical Specialization: Sireshith Wyvlisks have control over water-based magic, including the ability to purify, manipulate, and control water. Some can even influence local aquatic wildlife to assist them. Frog and fish 'pets' are common.

Marriage Customs:

Their gold jewellery is often 'water-themed', with rippled textures or set with river stones. Ceremonial chalices contain sacred swamp water, believed to enhance fertility and prosperity.

The Xethari Tribe (Sky Nomads)

Physical Traits:

Size: Xethari Wyvlisks are lean and medium-height, with a build that emphasizes speed and agility.

Scales and Hair: Their scales are often iridescent blue or silver, shimmering like the sky or clouds. Hair colours are typically white, pale blue, or soft purple, mimicking the colours of the dawn or dusk sky. The Xethari style their hair in tight, controlled braids, with minimal decoration, often incorporating dark feathers or nightshade blossoms as symbols of their mystical nature. Their society values mystery and control, and their hair reflects their emphasis on keeping personal power hidden.

Wings: Their wings are the most developed, resembling those of large birds of prey, giving them unparalleled speed and agility in flight.

Cultural Beliefs:

Scar Stigma: In the Xethari Tribe, scars are considered a terrible mark of weakness. Since they pride themselves on aerial prowess, a Wyvlisk who is injured to the point of scarring is often exiled or reduced in status, as it implies a failure in battle or flight.

Courtship Rituals: Xethari courtship involves aerial dances, where partners demonstrate their speed and agility in flight. Braiding occurs while hovering in mid-air, a display of dexterity and trust.

Magical Specialization: Xethari Wyvlisks wield air and lightning-based magic, able to control wind currents or summon storms.

Marriage Customs:

Their gold jewellery often contains sky crystals or feathers. Chalices are filled with rainwater, believed to be blessed by the sky gods.

Their silver is often tarnished intentionally as part of their aesthetic.