#lk talk tag

[anissapierce]

The hockey player n skids being enthralled by Glenns "flamer" stories and Roald having to be reeled from his horniness was almost as funny as the Australian and New Zealand cousints at each other's throats

I rlly hope Shawny sticks around as Gailers new boytoy but im not holding my breath

[chickenoptyrx]

I feel like its taking me a bit to get back into drawing, so please take this dumb blorbo doodle.

As usual idk what they're talkin about, I just enjoy drawin em

[arachnidiots-a]

caught in the multiverse.

rollercoaster, bleachers / hate that you know me, bleachers / i wanna get better, bleachers / everybody lost somebody, bleachers mutuals may interact. dni if you're not a mutual

[everydayyoulovemeless]

Lucy, Cooper, and Maximus as Companions

➼ Word Count » 0.5k ➼ Warnings » Spoilers ➼ Genre » Platonic/romantic ➼ A/N » based on what the wiki tells you about companions

Lucy - 5 ST, 3 PE, 6 EN, 7 CH, 6 IN, 6 AG, 9 LK

Location - Talk to her outside of Vault 33.

Gift/Ability - Will offer you random bits of food / Repairing broken gear

Karma - Good

Ranged Weapon - 10mm Pistol

Melee Weapon - Wrench

Tagged Skills - Repair, Speech, Unarmed

Likes - Being generous, being nice, being peaceful, giving away items, hacking a terminal, healing dogmeat,

Neutral - Flirting when romanced, chem use, alcohol use, use of power armor, modifying armor/weapons, picking an unowned lock, asking for extra caps

Dislikes - Being mean, being selfish, being violent, cannibalism, committing murder, picking an owned lock, stealing an item, pickpocketing an item, being naked

Personal Quest: The End - After a little while of traveling [and you doing good deeds], she'll ask if you would like to help her find her father. You either convince her to kill him or let him stay alive.

Perk: Vault Dweller - Stimpaks heal 20% more health

Cooper - 5 ST, 7 PE, 8 EN, 9 CH, 7 IN, 3 AG, 4 LK

Location - Hire him to escort you for 500 caps outside of Filly.

Gift/Ability - None / Steals items undetected

Karma - Evil

Ranged Weapon - Double Barrel Shotgun

Melee Weapon - Hunting Knife

Tagged Skills - Guns, Survival, Lockpick

Likes - Being mean, being selfish, being violent, chem use, cannibalism, use of power armor, modifying weapons, picking an unowned lock, picking an owned lock, asking for extra caps, stealing an item, pickpocketing an item

Neutral - Alcohol use, hacking a terminal, healing dogmeat, modifying armor, committing murder, being naked

Dislikes - Being generous, being peaceful, flirting when romanced, giving away items

Personal Quest: Curtains Call - Once he's decided you're here for the long run he'll open up to you about Vault-Tec and if you'd be open to helping him finally solve what really happened to his family after the war. You either help him let go of his past or follow him on his quest for revenge.

Perk: Ghoul Fucker - 30% immunity to radiation

Maximus - 7 ST, 5 PE, 8 EN, 3 CH, 5 IN, 4 AG, 6 LK

Location - He's stuck in his power armor (creative, I know), bring him a fusion core to get him to follow you.

Gift/Ability - Gives ammo / None

Karma - Neutral

Ranged Weapon - Laser pistol

Melee Weapon - Ripper

Tagged Skills - Survival, Melee Weapons, Unarmed

Likes - Being peaceful, use of power armor, hacking a terminal, healing dogmeat, modifying armor, picking an unowned lock

Neutral - Being generous, being mean, being nice, being violent, modifying weapons, committing murder, picking an owned lock, asking for extra caps, stealing an item, pickpocketing an item

Dislikes - Being selfish, flirting when romanced, chem use, alcohol use, cannibalism, being naked

Personal Quest: What Lurks Beyond Us - After his altercation with the Elder, he opens up to you about his confusion about his role in the world. You either help him grow closer and more loyal to the Brotherhood, or convince him to run away and become a wastelander.

Perk: Nerves of Steel - 20% more damage to Fiends and Raiders

[minnielvrr]

Oooh I just had an idea for Switch!Leeknow and Switch!Felix. They’re at NY fashion week right? What if after the show they’re relaxing in the hotel and Felix offers LK a massage but also sneaks in tickles for fun. But of course LK has to get Felix back and it turns into a sweet tickle fight. Idk if you like my idea but if you wanna turn it into something go for it, but you don’t have to.

After Party

Lees: Felix, Minho Lers: Minho, Felix Word Count: 1.3k

A/N: this idea inspired me so much🤭thank you for the request anon!!🤗💞

Tags: @itzsana-kiddingmenow, @lajanaa, @bbybumblelee, @hearted-anon, @lunalattae,

@jungwon-is-the-one, @reginald-stay09

"Hyungie you were SO nervous and tense today. Your body must be aching," Felix sympathized, cuddling up to the curled figure in the middle of the bed.

They had both showered and were ready to sleep, but the day had been an eventful one and Felix knew he’d have to help the older (and himself) lose a few more joules of energy before they’d actually feel tired.

Minho’s eyes were wide and glassy as he stared blankly at the wall, and Felix found the sight before him endlessly adorable. Over the years, a little of Minho's tsundere nature had leaked into his real persona.

That meant he got shy and flustered much more easily whenever he got a compliment or was teased. And tonight, Lix was craving a glimpse of that side.

He wanted to see Minho red and teary, wanted to have the older squirming and begging Lix to stop through his sweet, unrestrained laughter.

With that vivid image in mind, the younger gently eased Lino back so he was lying with his back to the mattress. The older blinked up in confusion but didn’t resist.

“Let me give you a nice, relaxing massage hyungie.” He told him, scooting down and taking ahold of Minho’s feet. Lix began, working his magic on Lino’s tired soles.

The older sighed and relaxed almost immediately, all but melting into the mattress. “Thanks, Lix,” he said softly, his eyes slipping shut in bliss.

Felix smiled, working diligently until he felt a sudden twitch. Minho didn’t seem to think too much of it, lying still. It made the Aussie smirk in delight, hiding his ulterior motives under his curtain of long hair.

He pressed at the spot, staying there as Minho’s foot jerked and wiggled and the kitten finally opened his eyes to glare at the younger. “Don’t.”

“Now that’s no way to talk to your dongsaeng hyungie~” He teased, rubbing quickly at the spot to have Minho squirming. “What are you trying to do?”

“I'm going to massage you aaaall over hyungie. Don't worry, I won't miss a spot.” He assured and Minho flushed at his words, flopping down and bringing the blanket over his head.

Lix cooed, dragging his nails in slow, deliberate strokes along the sensitive sides of Lino’s feet.

Minho’s foot jolted, little bursts of giggles escaping as he peeked from over the blanket at the way Felix smiled then quickly raked his fingers down his soles once, laughing meanly at how it made Minho squeal.

“Boohohokkie plehehease!! Ihihit’s soHOHO baHAHAHAd!!”

"You really are named perfectly aren't you hyung? LEE Minho suits you well, you were practically destined to be so helplessly sensitive. So ticklish and so adorably shy at the best of times. I'm honestly surprised we don't tickle you more often.”

As he talked Felix started scribbling over the arches, watching in amusement at how it made poor Minho buck and squeal and fist the blanket tightly.

“Lihihihix nohoho!! Ihim tihehehred!! AH-NONONO! shihiHIHIHIHIhit!!”

“Oh? Is this place extra ticklish hyungie?” Felix teased, noticing that Minho seemed to avoid the word.

He scratched under the toes, loving the way it got Minho howling with laughter, kicking out desperately through the sensations.

He tested the area, switching form slow, lazy strokes and quick, insistent motions, observing each reaction it earned.

“NahahahahaHAHAHA! PLEHEASE!! Ihi cahaHAhan’t thehere! GOHODS FELIX!!!”

The kitten was thrown into hysterical cackles at the faster tickles and his laughter would lighten up and get giddier at the slower ones.

It was beautiful…and a little funny.

Then Lix crawled up the bed, gently pulling the blanket aside. Minho’s ears had turned pink, his lips unable to fight off the wide smile that was formed. With a grin, the younger latched his hands onto the kitten’s lower sides.

He kneaded the spot vigorously and laughed along with him as Minho fell apart slowly but surely.

“AHHH SHIT! Lihihixie plehehehHEASE!! ihihi cahAHAN’T TAHAKE IHIT ANYHYHYMOHORE!!”

“Gosh I can’t believe someone this ticklish exists. Even just this,” Lix wiggled a finger in the older’s belly,” can have you so defenseless.”

Felix’s smile was pure evil as he alternated between spots, the feather flying all over Minho’s torso while his free hand ran chaotically all over the Minho’s thighs and hips and belly.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA NAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEAHEASE!”

Reality was even better than Felix imagined it. Minho’s eyes were twinkling with mirth, tears slipping down his red cheeks and his lips were pulled back, leaving his bunny teeth on full display.

Broken pleas fell from his mouth in strings and Felix stopped to give the kitten a chance to breathe, stroking his hair gently as the older gasped through his residual giggles.

Felix’s heart swelled in fondness and he leaned forward to plant a tender kiss onto Minho’s forehead, smiling when the older pushed him away shyly.

Felix’s laughter finally subsided as Minho caught his breath, gleaming eyes turning to the younger. Before Felix could protest, Minho swiftly flipped them over and pinned him down.

“Your turn!” Felix heard in a whisper near his ear before Minho flashed a cocky smirk at him and rolled them over, pinning Felix to the bed.

The kitten smirked, "You do realize that applies to you too, right LEE Yongbokkie? Aren't you even *more ‘*sensitive’ than I am?"

“C'mon you can say the word hyung, TICKLE. It's TICKLING that we're doing now and what I did to you a few seconds ago.”

“Shut up!” Minho’s hands descended on the chick’s sides, Lix yelping when he was given a few prods to

“Remind me again, which of us can't handle this even a little bit?” The moment Felix parted his lips to answer, Minho's fingers swooped down, vibrating into the Aussie's abs. Lix shrieked, his hands snapping down to grapple with Minho's but he wasn't nearly strong enough.

“Not so cocky now are you baby? You really thought I wouldn’t get you back for that little stunt you pulled hm?”

Each word brought with it more and more laughter from Felix, his head thrown back as he squealed and giggled and twisted under the never-ending attacks.

The sounds were bright and bubbly, and Minho loved how Felix looked, writhing and laughing his head off. ”Hyuhung! Hyuhuhuhung plehease!! youHUHU knohow ihi wahaHAHAS JUHUST TEHEHEASING!!”

“Do you know what my favorite move is to use on you? I have one for everyone…and yours, are feathers!” Minho exclaimed, pulling out a feather from his jacket pocket.

Felix’s eyes widened as he saw the feather, but before he could protest, Minho’s hands were already moving again, and this time, he knew there would be no escape.

“W-why? How? Wha—ahehehehe hyuhuhungie nohoHOHO!!” His stutters were cut off by peals of laughter when Minho fluttered the soft feather over his neck while one hand still squeezed and scribbled relentlessly at his waist.

His sounds grew more urgent, rising in pitch and then disappearing altogether. Then it would come back louder, breathier and more frantic. Just the way Minho loved it.

He was normally much gentler with the Aussie, treating Lix like his baby but he knew that Lix liked rough tickles a whole lot more on certain days. Today seemed to be one of those times.

So why not humor him?

“FUHUHUHUCK! HYUHUHUNG, CHAHANGE—CHAHAHAHAHANGE SPOHOTS!! PLEASE OHO MY GAHAHAHAHA!!”

“Aww change spots? Not stop? You really like this don’t you?”

“YOUHUHU WOHOHON’T STOHAHAHAHA EHEHEVEN IHIF IHIHIHI TOLD YOUHU!!” Lix protested through wild cackles.

“That’s true.”

“MEHEHEHEANIHIHIE!” Lix bucked and arched and jerked away, finding no reprieve when the older’s hands seamlessly followed his every movement.

The poor boy was hysterical, twisting and squirming as the unbearable took over every nerve on his skin, sending lightning shocks of tickles racing to his brain.

His face and neck were so red and his lashes were wet with tears. Minho went on for a few more moments before stopping, flopping down next to the giggly puddle on the ruffled sheets.

He spooned the little one closer, fluttering light kisses over his freckles as Lixie scrunched his face bashfully. “Stoooop~” He whines, half-heartedly, nuzzling his face in Minho’s chest to escape.

It wasn’t long before the two were quietly snoring away, snuggled close together, with Minho’s hands wrapped protectively over Lixie.

[mylilbirbs]

I felt like putting what i actually do in the tags of that post was kind of antithetical to the point but I also wanted to tell you jfjfj. I'm not a student, but I am currently taking a class for my job that I have posted about I think! I work as a teller at a credit union lol jdjf.

I hope you're doing well, we haven't talked in actual ages 😭

Omgg lk bc I’m in college rn so I’m projecting it on everyone else lmao. I hope you’re doing well and ur job is good!

[sunshine914]

✉ maesie's ot8 skz chatbot: opened! ♥

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roleplay with any member of skz !!

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note that i'm pretty new to rp so i don't understand everything !!

can be sfw or nsfw

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choose an emoji to identify yourself if you send on anonymous!

specify who you want to talk to

give as many details to the scenario as you want, the more the better!

i'm a human and i have a part time job, i can't always reply/answer straight away but i'll do my best!

[the-rainbow-overflow]

((Wifi was out so I typed out a thing on my phone. Tried to tag any possible triggers, so check those first. Enjoy))

Hands guiding hands

Characters: Regali Dumali, Viroxa Galrix, unnamed burgundy patient

Summary: An assistant and her boss have a brief talk about the yule ball during work.

Disclaimer: Dark themes, which is a given when involving Viroxa. I've done my best to tag anything that might be an immediate trigger, please let me know if you can think of anything else that should be here.

"-i∆ just don't t∆ke no for ∆n ∆nswer, do i∆ doc?"

"As far as I'm aware, I've yet to hear one." The clink of something metal being sat down on the medical tray causes an involuntary flinch in the jester, though small.

Regali was currently in the doorway to her host and boss's personal operating room. Leaned against the metal frame, she faced away from the ongoing surgical procedure, eyes closed.

She hated operation nights. Usually she'd take the time to be out if the hive for a few hours. Just to be away. Unfortunately, Viroxa had insisted on having a chat this early night.

The scrape of metal against metal as another tool is picked up causes her to squeeze them shut tighter. "You've disparaged the idea plenty, but you've yet to deny your intention to attend." Viroxa replies without tearing his eyes from his work.

"Ok. I'm not goin, gl∆d we h∆d this t∆lk. I'll see i∆ ∆t dinn-"

"Regali." It was a single word. Drenched in such a honey sweet tone. So lacking in ill will or mal -intent. And yet, it stopped her in her tracks as she attempted to step away from the cerulean and his place of work. "Come over here a moment, moonlight. If you please."

"... Doc, I don't-"

"It'll only be a moment." There's no change in tone. No urgency in the way he interrupts. His manner of speaking was warm and hospitable, yet... empty. Sterile. Artificial. A familiar cold travels up her spine. "My clamps seem to have misplaced themselves. I need your hands a moment."

"Doc... Iou know how I feel ∆round-."

"I do. And I hate to ask so much of you, moonlight. But I simply cannot do this without aid, I'm afraid. I know I can trust no one else with the task of helping, but my ever faithful assistant." Regali shifts a bit from foot to foot in uncertainty, until that tooth rottingly sugary tone adds. "Please?"

"... Just... With one small moment?"

"Five minutes tops. I promise."

She lets out a shaky exhale and nods to no one in particular as she turns in place. Slowly, her eyes force their way open to view the floor beneath her feet. Her gaze holds steady with each step, even as she feels the goosebumps along across her skin.

A pair of shoes eventually come into view. A pair of legs cloaked in slacks and a surgical apron sprout up from them. As a waist comes into view, she stops, closing her eyes again as the pounding of her heart in her ears begins to overwhelm. Deep breath in. Deep breath out. Deep breath in. Deep breath out. You can do it. Just don't think about it. Just don't... Don't think.

"-Regali."

"H-wh∆t?"

"Gloves, moonlight. Can't have contamination of the patient's body. It's a health risk. There's a box on your left."

"Right.. right." She allows her gaze to drift to the left. Immediately they meet a quartet of wheels. They trace up the metal legs to the indented top of the cart. A box of opened surgical gloves lay crooked at its center, next to a box of masks. Steeling her nerves, she reaches over to pick up the first box. Immediately she nearly drops it as something thuds against the table to her front.

"Sorry about that. You know how they can be. Ever impatient. How're those gloves coming along?"

"I-i've gottem. I've gottem." She clears her throat as she quickly pulls out a pair to slide her hands into. For good measure, she grabs a mask as well, pulling it on quick before stepping forward to the doctor's side. To the floor her eyes returned, shoulders raised as her heart started thumping again.

"You're tense." He states.

"I'm fine, doc." She refutes. This is disproven easily as she senses his movement, and two hands gently take her wrists.

"It's alright, moonlight. Just take a breath like I showed you before. In and out. I'll guide you through everything. You know I'm always here to aid you." She nods again, closing her eyes as she does what he instructs. She can feel him step behind her as his hands moved from her wrists to her hands proper. His hands were warm, but sickeningly wet.

She willed herself not to think about it. Instead her mind drifted to him. To the closeness. The way he enveloped her in an almost hug as he moves her hands forward.

She does not think about the way her hands rose and fell against something as they were pressed firm into a warm shape.

She distracts herself with the sounds of his voice, calmly whispering encouragement.

She does not hear the breathing.

She leans into him. Taking solace in the intimacy. The scent of lilacs is strong from his cologne, even now.

It buries the distinct smell of iron.

"Why don't you sing anymore?"

"E-excuse me?" The question was so out of left field that it threw her mind from its track.

"You used to sing more when you first moved in. I remember how much you adored your little improvesed rhymes."

"I uh.. they were grubbrish. Nev§ did get very good ∆t them."

"Nonsense. I quite enjoyed them."

"Iour just s∆in th∆t."

"Of course I'm not. I did enjoy them. Especially, since it seemed you did."

"i.. suppose. It w∆s just.. something th∆t c∆me n∆tur∆lly when I was feelin ∆ll done up with nerves. ∆ w∆i to rel∆x I guess."

"Could you sing one for me?"

"Wh-, now? Doc-"

"Please? Just this once, Moonlight." He pleads, a somber, plea-full note slipping into his voice. She could feel her face grow a little warmer.

"I... Just one. It won't be veri good, I've heen outt∆ pr∆ctice for ∆ while now."

"You'll do wonderful. You've never disappointed me before. You haven't yet, after all. Not that I'd expect anything less from my perfect performer. And perfect is what you are, aren't you? " For some reason, the jester felt... Uneasy. Her stomach tying itself up in knots as she nods along.

"R-right. Perfect. One of ∆ kind, even."

"... That's what I thought too." He replies with a tone that practically projected his toothy grin into her mind. "Go on then. Perform your best for me."

She takes a hesitant breath, clearing her throat... She attempts to block out the thumping of her pulse. The heat of the overheat lamp upon her skin. Just one song. You can do it. You're a performer. She opens her mouth... And fills the room with nothing. Just the barely audible hum of florescent lights; the buzzing and beeps of various machines accompanying them in their inanimate choir. She swallows as she resists the urge to wipe away the sweat upon her brow.

"Having trouble?" The words were needles by the hundred across her back.

"No! No I-Just... Y∆ know. Low muse is ∆ll. C∆n't just pull ∆ hit outt∆ nowhere." She excuses through labored breaths. The thump of her heart was killing her head. So obnoxious and loud.

"Ah, I see. It is a pity. Perhaps another time then. It is a little disappointing though."

"heh, d-dis∆ppointing? I-I wouldn't s∆i th∆t, I just need ∆ little time-"

"It's fine, moonlight. I expected too much from you. Putting you on the spot like that. Don't worry about it. As for the ball. You don't have to go if you don't wish to. I simply thought having someone with me who properly understood the... Culture, surrounding the whimsical and comedic arts would be nice. Someone who prides themself on their identity such as yourself, I figured you a prime candidate. If you're not up for it however, I understand completely. I can always find someone else to accompany me-"

"I'll go!" The words left her mouth before she could even process them.

"Really? Are you certain? You seemed so against the idea."

"I changed mi mind. You convinced me. Someone of my high talent and knowledge isn't something you come ∆cross ∆ni d∆i. Couldn't trust ∆ni of the dime ∆ dozen low class ∆cts to provide ∆ proper cultur∆l introduction. I'm ∆n inv∆luable guide. Irrepl∆ce∆ble even. I h∆ve to go." She replies quickly, breath shaking and gripping the table in front of her. Her palms sweaty in the blue latex that encased them. There's a pause...

And then a chuckle. A quiet, almost timid giggle that grows into an amused chuckle.

"Irreplaceable... That I suppose you are. It seems you've made the choice for me then. You can accompany me as my plus one."

"G-great!... Great."

"And there we are." She feels his presence pull away from her and in his wake is... Cold. "I can handle the rest from here, moonlight. You're free to go. Spend the rest of the night as you wish. The rubbish bin for your gloves is on your right." Her gloves? Her eyes open again upon two gloved hands, soaked in burgundy. Already beginning to desaturate in the areas it was thinnest. She forces herself to swallow the lump in her throat as she quickly peels them off, careful not to get any of it on her hands. As she turns to her right to discard them, her eyes catch sight of a small cooler upon the table. Just in time for the doctor to pop it open. A cold mist rises from it as the open air met freezing temperatures.

She turned away immediately. Discarding her gloves and discretely making a hurried exit. She closes the door behind her and pressed back against it, attempting to collect her thoughts. She felt like she needed to vomit, but she didn't dare. Not here in the hall. Especially not with this mask on.

She just needed to get back to her room. Don't think about it, just... Just go to bed. She tells herself this on repeat with every step. The distance didn't seem to help. Every step felt heavy. Every thud against the floor brought her back that half second glance. The pounding pulse in her head given imaginary form. An echoed, rhythmic beat from beyond the hall door that just got louder the further she moved.

Slowly she manages to pull herself into her room, throwing the door closed. And all at once. Silence. Her head clear, her body light. She sinks down against the wall, curling into herself.

She didn't humor herself with the question of "what now." There was only one thing to do. Time to prepare. The yule ball was upon her.

[icaruskeyartist]

hi dont bother with that greyhoundmp3 person. theyve been harassing ppl, making use of alt accounts to do so as well, and generally being very terfy towards transmasculine people.

I know I shouldn't, but I'm frustrated from some IRL stuff and it's a good way to get my brain back into talking about shit like this. I've been stuck in a funk since October and this might be the first time I've actually been seriously interested in talking about this shit I care about.

But yeah, this person is just. Something else.

I really want to know wtf is wrong with tumblr etiquette nowadays. What happened to using hate tags? Or tw transandrophobia? Hell, there's shit now that wasn't around in 2014, like being able to turn off reblogs and all the weird reply stuff I don't totally get?

Like, if you genuinely don't want to engage a part of the tumblr userbase but still want to discuss aspects of them you don't like, there's so many ways you can do so while curating your own space. And if they still go after you, block them. Don't reply, don't interact, don't feed the trolls.

So yeah, it's just. ad;lk I've been stewing all day on this so I'll probably let this go soon enough.

[gecko-vibes]

Hello!!! I saw your tags on a post and I'm so sorry but I simply must be nosey about your circus dnd character and their changeling partner 👀👀👀 please tell me more about them!!! (Only if you're comfortable of course!!)

OMG!! yes absolutely!! ok mild rant ahead aksjldh

So his name is Dorathel Lefevbre (Dolly as a nickname) he's a sheep themed tiefling! his dad was a sheppard so he grew up arround sheep a lot and he got picked up by the circus after an angry mob burned down his house (and potentially parents) cause they were dumb and afraid and thought they were raising a demon he was lk 9 he didnt actually SEE them die but he also hasnt been back to his home town ever since cause untill he sees the graves they might still be alive so BUT yeah the circus is awesome its all feywild themed! theres a hag, a watter nympth a centaur, all kinds of fun stuff! the owner of the circus used to be lk royalty in the feywild but moved over and brought some of his friends to start a circus cause no one was impressed by magic over there Dorathel is a tight rope walker and sword swallower glamor bard, and his partner is Zazel or Zee for short(they/them), a changeling who also got a kinda shit life, their parents were dopplegangers who used zazel to scam people and tried to sell them to the circus for profit so the circus owner actually said yes to get them out of that shitty situation They re a bit older than dorathel but they became really good friends and then lovers and grew up together as an acting duo! doing stunts and acrobatic stuff together! Zazel is a swords bard/rogue multiclass and they re a knife thrower (so lots of performances together of them throwing knives and dorathel being the assistant) they re very much incredibly in love lk they re THAT annoying couple just being obnoxious over how much they love each other asjkdad they ve also broken each other out of jail a few times for getting into trouble the circus leader disapeared out of nowhere, left only his jacket that he wears now everywhere, so Dorathel's main mission in a campaign whenever i play him will be to look for clues for what happened while Zazel stays at the circus shapeshifting into the leader to keep up appearances and keep the show going. They ve talked about getting married but want it to be special so they both agreed to bet on who can make the most over dramatic insane proposal first askjd with the leader back to officiate them/walk them down the isle! i already got their wedding outfits ready and all! Dorathel is gonna spend all the time just either using Sending every day to check on them or just constnatly write letters back and forth akjsd have some art of them! ps! the golden ribbon thing they both have on the tail and neck, is made from 2 halfs of the first ticket they ever sold for their act together! this way they re always together (and dorathel can recognize Zazel no matter what shape they take <3)

thats mostly it i think! dorathel was my first ever dnd character and has gone through a lot of changes across the years, i put a lot of my self in him and its been a really great way to explore gender expression so he really means a lot to me, and its super fun to have 2 ocs super in love for whenever i wanna draw wholesome content, currently in a campaign with a different character cause it fit better thematically, so i cant wait to play with Dorathel one day! <3 hope you enjoy it and thank you again for asking! i draw nearly exclusively my own dnd characters so im always down to talk about them to whoever is interested ^^ (do feel free to dm me if you wanna/are comfortable to talk about any character of yours i d love to hear about them as well!)

[wufflesvetinari]

There is a TikTok audio going around that goes “Well you don’t know me, but I know you” and it reminds me a lot of 3:16

Just a random thought I had and wanted to share. It’s been making me want to do a small animatic piece for 3:16 with that song, but I don’t think I’ll have the time to. If I do, you will definitely be tagged <:)

oooh i am a tiktok outlander, i only ever see what my sisters show me BUT share if you do for sure, i would find that super duper sweet!!!

(whenever there's a tiktok talking about 3:16 i straight up make said sisters screenshot all the comments for me awjse;lk)

[haechannabelle]

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i'm organizing my blog for the new year ! so here is a list of tags i use to filter my posts:

🤍 organizational tags: ❥ #my edits (photos n things) ❥ #annabelle talks (personal posts/opinions) ❥ #q (queued posts) ❥ #fave (stuff i like a lot) ❥ #fic (i occasionaly rb, and i plan to write my own soon too)

🤍 idols i tag: ❥ NCT: #dy (doyoung), #hc (haechan), #rj (renjun) ❥ stray kids: #lk (lee know), #cb (changbin) ❥ seventeen: #hs (hoshi), #mg (mingyu), #mh (minghao), #vn (vernon) ❥ TXT: #sb (soobin) ❥ le sserafim: #yj (yunjin) ❥ itzy: #ryu (ryujin) ❥ twice: #👸🏻 (jihyo) ❥ the boyz: #jy (juyeon)

🤍 other tags: ❥ #girlz (all girl groups/idols) ❥ #man of my dreams (stray kids han - i've just. had a lot of dreams about him idk) ❥ #a beautiful prince (mostly baekhyun and hendery, but also any other boys that i see and think "wow he looks like a beautiful prince")

[nightferns]

Im sorry for the person i'll be when we get c!wilbur n c!fundy reunion

[the-love-i-crave]

pls but love killa is actually so good

[nightwussy]

[pepprs]

i am. fucking pissed lol ♥️