#immortal flames

[bloodsworn-marshal]

Random fun fact of the day:

After Pipin is promoted to General, Still River takes up the mantel of Grand Marshal. He appears not only when you take up Captain, but also... in the goldsmith questline! Where he ordered a music box as an anniversary gift for his wife.

[mimble-sparklepudding]

6. The Foundling

The Foundling, abandoned to his fate,

Looks up to see a hand extended,

To guide his steps and inculcate,

A loyalty that’s never ended.

The sixth character in my silly poem series is Pipin Tarupin of @bloodsworn-marshal - not technically an OC perhaps, but one of the best roleplay realisations of a canon lore figure I've ever come across on Tumblr or elsewhere.

Pipin is one of my favourite FFXIV characters and this blog truly does him justice, with fantastic writing, incredibly creative gposing (see above) and its very own gold spangled New Year's Eve tradition...

Definitely worth a follow if you're not already!

[pinkfloofytaur]

A Lalafell who fights for coin and country!

[fantasydoctoratesquad]

[Flame Lieutenant's Coat]

[the-dynamic-duo]

Nightwing #117 - Swimsuit Variant Cover by Belén Ortega

[nemainofthewater]

They've been deathly ill. Maybe they've died and come back from the dead. Maybe they were born like this.

Whichever it is, these characters have had their wigs tossed into a vat of bleach and there's no going back now!

*this poll is for a full head of white hair, there will be a separate poll for a white streak later

Write-ins, propaganda, and images are welcome!

[itty-bitty-sunshine]

Sometimes i lay thinking about them

[svetlanabeilschmidtannon]

Why steve dosent borrow y/ns laptop

Steve:the porn on your computer...made my jaw drop

Y/n*confused*what?

Steve*walks away with a cup of coffee*

*she checked her laptop notice that its set to where she left it . Little later sees the tabs *

*Tumblr

*Ao3

*Wattpad

Y/n*inhales* no sh*t *bookmarks and close tabs mumbling*he will be ok

Tony:did you freeze on the way out

Steve:im not borrowing her laptop 🥲😳

Tony:saw something

Steve:fanfic Smutt

Tony:you know they are manuals

[dramatea88]

The silver-haired bad boys of Cdramas. Mean on the outside, soft on the inside.

When you're supposed to be adulting but you decide to create this video instead.

[barananduen-blog]

Masks in Ancient CDramas

A screencap collection from:

An Ancient Love Song, The Blue Whisper, Heart of Ice and Flame, In Blossom, The Journey of Chong Zi, The Killer is Also Romantic, The Last Immortal, Lost You Forever, Love and Redemption, Love Between Fairy and Devil, Love You Seven Times, Mysterious Lotus Casebook, Princess Silver, Song of the Moon, A Tale of Love and Loyalty, Till the End of the Moon, Truth or Dare, Wonderland of Love

Bonus!

Please check the Alt Text to see which image corresponds to which drama.

To see all themed screencap sets, click here: [# cdrama themed screencap set]

[fireknightyaoi]

meeyeow !!

[agentc0rn]

Kalos - Day 4 - Ultimate Weapon (+ Team Flare from day 5)

[sun-of-4-gun]

I keep falling for these girls that inevitably die in the end,, like it's always yeah sure ok annoying love interest. but then I've becomed endeared and just want them as proper characters.. maybe I'm more sad about the lost potential 💀

[elfyourmother]

the fruits of peace

[reginrokkr]

Footprints are left in their wake one by one on the blanket of snow, step by step as Dáinsleif treads the grounds of unknown lands. No sight of humankind nor of any shape or form of any civilization left behind or human activity whatsoever. Only monsters he hasn't seen before, while they are reminiscent of Abyss-affiliated fiends judging by the powers they draw and sometimes the anthropomorphic form they have. As star beasts in Teyvat, these are no laughing matter nor deserve to let one's guard down no matter how skilled one may be.

The sheer cold and snow that never seems to melt begets curiosity within the seraph's mind, ever wondering about the ecosystem of this world and if that is the reason why there is no human life here— or perhaps there may be none at all to be had if humans don't exist in this place. Dáinsleif is cognizant of the fact that inhospitable lands can be incompatible with other forms of life, too.

Not long before he decides to rest does he see from afar metallic fences and machinery that he opts for walking some more and have a look, albeit never intruding into territory he doesn't know. Whoever or whatever created this, he cannot be sure whether they will act kindly within his presence. Where creations lay so must loom nearby their creators and ere long does Dáinsleif find out that said creators are humans. Good, so long as mankind exists in this star, so his possibilities to learn about this vast universe will increase.

Rubescent lips part to heave a content sigh for such pleasant discovery and so Dáinsleif turns on his heels to leave. His aching muscles beg for rest, so does his mind after an undetermined amount of time walking and seeing little more than a vast albor ocean of snow. Somewhere discreet where he cannot be found yet not too far from the settlement is the chosen location to rest until a fox's cry causes his guard to be up once more, trained eyes in search of any presence that must've caused the tundra animal to be in distress.

Against his aching muscle's will, he rouses on his feet and searches for any living being activity within his vicinities. The source of the cry is found with immediacy as soon as a man's figure —judging by his muscular-looking back and broad shoulders— crouching catches his attention. With one hand he holds the poor fox in place while it struggles to thrash about in order to break free from his grasp and with the other snow is grabbed and brought to his lips. Despite the oddity of eating or drinking snow, stellar pupils take notice of a patch of blood making itself evident through the fabric of his top-wear on his arm.

❝You are hurt.❞ Only after these words abandon his lips does the seraph berate himself mentally at the prospect that the man may not understand the language. Even so, his voice stands low and gentle, tone does wonders to communicate feelings when language cannot establish a bridge of understanding. Dáinsleif ignores if what little fauna that lives in these snowy plains may be drawn to blood and thus put the man in danger, or if his life is endangered depending on the amount of blood that was spilled. His index finger points towards his own arm, pointing to the location of the other's injury to make himself clearer through signals. ❝Blood loss is detrimental in a place like this and I happen to have some medical knowledge.❞ One step brings him closer to the man, slow and measured to not generate hostility. His hand stretches towards him, an invitation. ❝Do you need help?❞

@longzhua ✦

[nerosdayinanime]

fighting for my life to draw anything the past like 2 months what the fuck

anyway for the kitsune au im dipping back into the very first iteration of it where sabito was more of a monster, in current iteration he was revived as a kitsune (from the rock tanjiro split) to help tip the scales in slayer's favor and hes kinda a pawn of the gods. sometimes hes not really in control of himself when he goes against powerful demons