#my shipping woes

[nostalgia-tblr]

so i think one problem i have as a sylki stan is many people seem to see sylvie in the blanket scene as being the 'real' sylvie, letting out her inherent softness which i'm told would obviously blossom in some kind of settled domestic setting, but while i do enjoy that bit i mostly enjoy the mutual awkwardness about communicating ~feelings~ and i'm also kind of mentally hurrying them along to having a weirdly erotic swordfight over the fate of reality.

[lazycranberrydoodles]

oooooh you want to read my huaxuan hookup fic sooooo bad

bonus :P

[peridots-pixiwolf]

[Start ID. A digital drawing of Gabriel and V1 from Ultrakill in super-saturated, pixellated colors. It seemingly takes place during phase two of his second fight, judging by Gabe's bright yellow-cyan wings and the consequent blush shining through his helmet. Gabriel is pictured on the left, facing the left side of the screen with his head turned to V1, preparing to strike them with the bloodied spear in his right hand. Small but frequent splatters of blood dot his armor and outstretched wings, fabrics torn through in places. V1 is on the right, aiming its piercer revolver at his face. Their arms are stacked in pairs on either side, idle Feedbacker and Knuckleblaster on the left and Whiplash tucked atop their default arm on the right. Both parties are stylized to resemble insects, Gabe with beetle wings and a halo in the shape of antennae, and V1 with the four wings, four arms, short antennae and bristles expected of a dragonfly. End ID]

woah.... happy 1 year anniversary to gay people

also a couple alts (background removed, just gabe, and just v1, respectively) in hopes it'll be a little easier to understand what's going on and all!

additionally once again: special thanks to @magnumopos and @muzzleroars , neither of which I have actually spoken to in my life but both of which are credited with partially inspiring this! (dedicated section under the readmore due to the fact I do not generally tag people at all ever and wasn't sure if I should, but thought it was worth mentioning!) The former for giving me the wonderful idea of dragonfly V1, the latter for drawing V1 like a strange little creature + for the feedbacker plate, I enjoy both your works :]

(retroactively, on march 27th of 2024, assigning them a full bingo with credit to deep-space-lines. ehehehehe)

[crows-of-buckets]

This is a very fast doodle because my art isn't working like I want it to and I'm tired but. Anyways. I stand by the fact that they should have been friends. They should have been allowed to gossip while petting kitty cats....

[parsleysaauce]

“She was blushing because she’s probably camera shy” NO! WRONG! SHE WAS BLUSHING BECAUSE LESBIANISM!!!!

[suntails]

bad day by alvin and the chipmunks

[godbirdart]

AND the shipping doesn't cost the price of the item or more???? THANK YOU I'LL TAKE YOUR WHOLE STOCK

[arendaes]

same ghosts in a new home

I've been trying to find some writing prompts to turn to when I want to write but don't know what, and when these prompts passed by my dash earlier I knew I found the list to pull from. I used a random number generator to pick which prompt to write. Up first we have:

same ghosts in a new home (961 words)

Fandom: Pathfinder Wrath of the Righteous

Rating: T for implied sexual activity (nothing graphic)

Ship: The Commander/Daeran/Woljif

Other notes: Second Person POV

In some of the books you’d read in the past, you’d run into descriptions of the lingering effects of an argument. You’d always dismissed them as poetic hogwash. But now, as you stand in the middle of the sitting room of our new home, you could swear there was an echo, the last vestiges of heated words and raised voices falling back through time to haunt you. 

Truthfully, you're not sure what you said to set Woljif off, or why I was upset with your refusal to apologize. We knew what you were like by now, and you thought you were being nice. Though, if you're being honest with yourself, you know how your words can land more like poisoned barbs than playful jabs. This fight might not be entirely your fault, but you're not completely innocent in it either. 

With a sigh, you turn towards the liquor cabinet, situated right next to the stairway you once sat in waiting for us to join you in. You remember the soft words and the heated embraces, reminders that your melancholy was as ephemeral as it was unfounded. Even now, the memory brings a small smile to your lips. “You will never pale into insignificance.” “You're stuck with us, Your Excellency.” 

To the hells with it. Abandoning your original trajectory, you turn towards the door. Judging by the light filtering in through the window, you have a couple hours yet before the sun goes down. Perhaps you have a plan, perhaps you just want some fresh air. Either way, you’re out of the house before you even realize it. 

****

Now, as for you, Woljif, you had stormed out of the house into the backyard. It was still mostly an overgrown ruin, a choking tangle of weeds and debris that I intend to one day transform into a garden bursting with life. The only thing of note was the small part of the Sellen River that flowed through it, a sliver of pure, bubbling water that you once spent an evening frolicking in with Daeran and I. The memories are pleasant, and the guilt that pervades you at their arrival is entirely unwelcome. 

With an aggravated sigh, you pull one of your daggers out of its holster. Even now it’s a habit to make sure you’re armed. Maybe there will come a day when you don’t feel the need, and when it comes, that’s how you’ll know you’ve truly lost your edge. With a frown, you toss the knife at a nearby stump. It sticks with a loud thud, not unlike the sound the door made when you slammed it come out here. 

Your edge…that’s what this about. Just two years ago you were still running with the Family and scrabbling to get by day to day. Now, here you are, married to two of the most prestigious people in the country and the beginnings of a home to call your own. This is something you should be happy about, and you are! But there is a part of you that feels like you’re betraying everything you’d ever known, stabbing the boy you once were in the back for the first shred of kindness and love that had been shown to you. 

You pull the dagger free, all the anger in your veins dying as the blade comes loose from the wood. Daeran didn’t mean anything by it, but the quip had been phrased just right, careless in the way only someone who’d never faced such hardship could be. Now you know that the wounds of your past still stung.

Taking a deep breath, you flop onto the stump, staring out into the sunlit water. Just a few more minutes, then you’ll be ready to go back inside. Whether it’ll be to make amends or fan the flames again, you’re not sure. But judging by the loose grip you have on your dagger, you are so much more tired of holding grudges than you realized. 

****

At least, I want to believe these are the thoughts that ran through both of your heads. Earlier, when Daeran’s comment landed poorly and led to the most explosive fight I’d seen you two have since the Crusade, I’d felt perfectly useless. All of us still carry the ghosts of our past, and we’d spent so long trying to bury mine that I’d forgotten that you two still had yours to deal with. Words cannot describe how inadequate I felt as a partner in that moment.

Now, the three of us are lying on the floor of the living room, my shortcomings only still plaguing my own mind. You two had made up hours ago, and we carried on our evening in the way newlyweds are wont to do. But as you two drifted off to sleep, I found myself lying awake, haunted by my own, brand new ghost - the one borne of fear that one day I’d lose both of you. I’d been so wrapped up in the tangible ways that could happen, I didn’t realize all the other ways it could happen. 

The two of you lie on either side of me, your hands clasped below my breasts as your breathing evens out. The floor is far from comfortable, and the throw pillows from the couch aren’t much better, but just being here with you two…it doesn’t make it more comfortable, but there’s no other place I’d rather be. The crackling fire wants to lull me to sleep, and I know I should rouse you two before morning comes and the housemaid finds the three of us lying here naked. But for the moment, I am just savoring this moment, and thinking of ways we can help our ghosts to play nicely together in our new home.

[piningpercussionist]

A gift from me to you! Our favorite band of losers (but like, not quite the literal one- just half of that lot.)

[thatcakelovingwitch]

shared Idyllion

[artificerstimetable]

This merman is my waifu now. One of them, atleast. Anywho, here is my Hilda-sona. They are a changeling, but not in the hilda way. Mostly because I was called a changeling growing up [Still Am, Yay], and I was taught fairy stuff in a different way. That and I don't feel like explaining Too Much.

We also have to take into account that fairytales were historically shared by voice, as most of those who told them didn't see the need to write them down.

But in a realistic sense, changelings were those who were disabled, deformed neurodivergent, ill, You Know How It Is.

Oh by the way, Their name is Newt Pudding. Absolutely original. May change it.

[mirensiart]

I don't really like doing bust drawings so these links have been a lil challenging lol

I like drawing arms+hands and bodies+body language, so just drawing a bust and nothing more makes me feel like there's something missing 😭

[monkiinart]

not tagging this bc theres a shippy in here but. furry lady gang

[jackals-ships]

The Lord Captain is hard for most to read, but now he knows them well enough to hear the subtle notes of exasperated fondness when they speak. "Aezyrraesh. Could you not do me the mercy of pretending you aren't enjoying yourself as much as you are."

"Enjoying myself? Why I don't know what you could be implying pet."

gods most annoying soldier returns, who keeps letting him back in

[skitskatdacat63]

And now my art has been reposted on tiktok, have I finally made it as a creator? 🥺 But like seriously my god, I didn't think I had to say but don't repost??????? I think I've been pretty safe from it cause I normally just draw AU art but ahh making relevant art, it's a dangerous game....I just yeah, don't necessarily know what to do about it, but yeah just don't please?

[l0s3r335]

Draw some Pantheon stuff!

these are my test run drawings basically? 😭 to see if i can even draw them properly. i don't think this is too bad? 🥲

i just did quick test run maddie and caspian drawings because the first thing i want to draw is madspian (caddie?) ship stuff 🤧

but if y'all have other pantheon characters or scenarios you want me to draw, my inbox is open. :) i piled on the requests tho so i got a lot of stuff to draw and i seem to only be really motivated to draw like every other month 😭