#none of this is relaxing!!

[bretongirlwrites]

‘He will not come,’ said I at last.

I saw the sky half composed of dark and fleeting shadows, which none of them resolved into dragons; the night was falling fast and cold: and naïve, I hardly thought it suited fire and blazing scales: hoped that it did not though he’d sat proud all these centuries, in such extraordinary wilderness. The wind whipped wild about us, more daggers than I’d ever felt it, and in perfect defiance of my Voice. I swallowed and looked again and said:

‘I do not believe he is here. I do not know where he is.’

The frosted plains did not shiver; nor revealed in constant snowfall, prints of recent visitors. Delphine kept her hand tight on her hilt and came to stand almost at my side. 

‘If he is gone,’ said she, ‘it is surely to return; and if he means to surprise us, it is in anticipation of a trap, an anticipation we are more ready than he is, to meet.’

‘And if he brings friends?’ said I.

‘And have we not!’ said Delphine: ‘and have you not Dragonrend! and are we not Blades and dragon-slayers!’

And are we not few! I thought: and are we not so few, as not to rouse the Greybeards! and is my voice not lost in ice-gales! and is not one of us a man with arthritis in three fingers! 

‘He knows I have Dragonrend!’ said I: ‘and if he feels threatened, he will not come; rather he will retreat, and plan some assault which we cannot escape; and find allies, –’

‘And are you not,’ said Delphine all lost in some battle-speech she could hardly pronounce, so full-blooded was the storm about the peak and finding confidence in the night: ‘the damn Dragonborn?’

Bring him down, she’d said, and the rest shall all scatter. You saw the same in Windhelm, when Ulfric fell…

Ulfric’s throne had not been so indomitable as this, which we could hardly approach, and which in darkness became so treacherous, that we feared to be buried in some unmelting snow-drift: and Ulfric after all, had not been – despite all the snowberry sauce – the size of a dragon. The thing ought to be simple: and I had slain so many dragons, that one more ought not to be some great deepening stain upon the list: and he after all, – trusted me.

‘He must not come,’ said I quite by mistake, – and when the wind most graciously snatched my words from Delphine’s earshot, I must wish to be snatched away likewise, and blown off the mountain, – ‘o I do not know if I can, –’

‘Yours was the victory, in Sovngarde,’ said Delphine, ‘of the Soul-Eater, the World-Eater. Confidence!’ and she put her hand so gently upon my shoulder, and her fingers so nearly into my hair like Agnete when I’d been young, – that I shivered and wanted to return it, – that I felt her trembling thrill go likewise into shared blood. She spoke one or two other words which in their stock-phrase reassurance, covered a might of fire and ice; and when she thought I’d gone into her command, she let go and raised her sword.

‘He’ll come,’ said she, ‘damn it all, he’ll come! And we, sworn Blades, shall, –’

A cloud had come so entirely upon the heavens, that the distant thunder parted pitch-darkness, and blinkered those remaining tentative stars which blinked beyond. A thing which went so thoroughly into the earth yet burned with fire I hardly recognised: a Voice after all, I’d heard yet never ferocious: a Voice I’d met before with matching Voice, and which now, changed, I still must match. O the Voice of Paarthurnax!

‘We, sworn Blades, shall stand against him,’ said Delphine, – who’d shuddered at the roar, I knew not with what sentiment: ‘Sky Haven expects every one to do their duty.’

‘For Sky Haven!’ cried Esbern: sword stiffer than his fingers. 

The Temple so distant, the wind so biting, the night so horrid! o night which snuffed out a final star and spread not its auroral banners and betrayed and angered and such as I had never known it, – came upon us, – in glimmerless scales and blackened voiceless fire! –

[hinamie]

someone asked if i had ever drawn gojo with his scars, now i have :>

[grandapplewit]

Harem AU where Shen Yuan transmigrates into one of Bingge’s wives shortly after he returns from the other world. After a brief (and frantic) realization that’s she’s a woman (and always has been, but we’re not getting into that right now), she delves deep into this harem drama she’s been thrust into. It’s not until she comes face to face with Luo Bingge that she realizes just WHICH harem drama she’s living, and immediately sets about making his life as good as she can manage. Oh, harem infighting is causing strain on his containers? Simply nudge Liu Mingyan and Sha Hualing into working together to manage the harem. The Northern Desert is hinging on disaster because of clerical neglect? One of her harem sisters has a brother who’s in need of a job, no stress. Luo Binghe’s kids are unruly and there’s no clear successor? She has a college degree and a little sister, teaching a dozen or so demonic children is a breeze! All in the name of giving Luo Binghe the time to find a new wife, of course, one who will disperse with the need for this sprawling harem, and once that happens she’s free to travel and document monsters to her hearts content.

[thuriweaver]

So, the craft of this year has been paint your own pottery. I love ceramics, and would love to have an entire set-up myself, but as kilns and wheels and all are expensive, this has been scratching the itch, instead.

So far, I have painted a stacking tea set, a gnome couple, a fox plate, a small gnome, a gnome women next to a mushroom, a mushroom house mug, a pastel mug, a FFXIV tankard, a bowl and plate, a rubber ducky, a sparrow, a pastel galaxy mug that sadly broke, a pastel galaxy teapot to replace it, a typewriter planter, three tiles (a cross-stitch, and two dot arts), a squid mug, a water cup, a couple pumpkins, a GIANT candy bowl, a yarn bowl, a mug for a tumblr meme I am IN LOVE WITH, and I'm halfway finished with a coin bank that's a giant ice-cream sundae and will not hold coins, but just be pretty.

I am getting so much creative fulfillment from it, and it's continuing to solidify for me that every creative thing you make with your own hands really is another brick in the wall against despair. How can there not be hope in life, when there are little mushroom guys shouting WAWAWOWOWOWO on your morning coffee mug?

Anyway. More pics below!! Sadly tumblr doesn't let me upload enough to show you all the before and after firings, but here's the finished products for most of those listed up there! And if you think these are cool, ask @randomslasher about the mandala ones she's been painting, OMG.

[bietrofastimoff23]

"I can′t believe that it's finally me and you, and you and me, just us...

- and your BIG EGO."

i came across the reels "when you date a narcissist" in inst, and i realized that i need to draw it with gwaynston.

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

if 9&10 were "dont wander off", and 11&12 were "the doctor lies", 13s rule #1 is "dont question me"

"have we not had a good time together" shes pointing yaz to the rule that yaz very well knows is there: we can travel if you dont ask me any difficult questions. yaz knows this is the rule - "because you ask too many questions", "this team structure isnt flat" - but she also was the one to invite the doctor into her home so im pretty sure she also knows shes not gonna kicked out that easily. she has some leeway. which she has been using between revolution and flux, which is why the doctor reminds her of the rules

i dont think she'd kick her out though. she wouldnt. i think it's just that the more you break the rule, the more unpleasant she becomes to be around, and eventually youre gonna walk out on your own. she doesnt want you to, she'd rather you stay and dont ask questions. but if youre gonna try to ask questions anyway, i think thats whats gonna happen

and yaz must think so too. because she does back off. because she doesnt want that to happen either. and it does anyway

[whisperingrockers]

everyday i wish the danganronpa art style didn't suck so bad and everyday i'm disappointed

[ratatatastic]

somehow this feels even worse than if you just came in shirtless without the robe man

[koipalm]

You're welcome! I accept tokens of gratitute in attendant!SY lore. 😉💋

i spent hours trying to think of what i had and hadnt said abt this au and then i typed a reply but its GONE. anyway!

i dont think ive talked about sy's plans for the future? by which i mean he has none. ok like. hes enamored with the idea of saving himself but he doesnt feel like he has a lot of viable options. he COULD go to sqh and ask him to set up a nice life somewhere far away from cang qiong mountain, but sqh is just as busy as sy. he COULD try to befriend lbh, but lbh lives in the disciples dormitories now and has very little overlap with sy's life. he COULD try to find a cultivation sect or trading company to employ him, but sqq would probably kill them and him if he did that. also, hes terrified of trying to change his position in the sect already, bc he feels its unstable as it is.

his BEST options for the future are probably

1) finding some kind of mystical plant panacea to help his cultivation

2) lqg taking him to bai zhan peak so he works for his peak doing the finances and paperwork

or 3) dying again and hoping the system feels bad about it and gives him a 3rd chance at life

[verchielmarch]

helmet party WIP

[possamble]

i feel like i need a transfem sensitivity reader at this point but i have nothing to offer as compensation lmfao

[pergaminaa]

Modern au:

The thirteen would totally get a ouija board and play with it. Well not all of them because some of them know not to mess with these things.

The instigators are both Asterin and Vesta. They’ve been out shopping and found an old shady store and decided to bring it for their girls night.

Sorrel: She refuses to partake because this is all kinds of wrong and she doesn’t want to get involved in that.

Faline and Fallon: they’re all over the board and they’re ready with a list of spirits to contact.

Lin: She’s indifferent for the most part but she’s kinda on board because why not? She fears no spirit or demon plus she’s usually hanging out with the twins so they’re similar in how occasionally unhinged they are.

Edda: She’s unsure but reason wins and she joins Sorrel in not participating because while she doesn’t really believe in these things she also doesn’t want to mess with it.

Briar: Similar to Edda, she doesn’t believe in demons and all BUT she joins the others because this can be fun.

Kaya: She’s so on board! Demons? Contacting spirits? She’ll be all over that even though she’s lowkey scared of these things but she doesn’t let that stop her.

Thea: She knows this is insane and honestly she doesn’t want to join but since Kaya is there and she can’t pry her away from the board she decides to stay just so she can keep an eye on her.

Imogen: She got peer pressured to join it was not her intention but she got roped into it.

Ghislaine: Told them all ‘hell no’ because she knows exactly what’s going to happen and she doesn’t want to be around that shitshow.

And finally Manon: She’s indifferent af so she stays because she’s not going to skip because of a couple of spirits. It’s not real anyway so what’s the big deal.

[i-still-mask-because]

the reasons i still mask are numerous and interconnected:

because my grandmother is in hospice and i’ll be damned if i’m the one to kill her by getting her sick, i want her to live the rest of her life as healthy as she can be with cancer and dementia

because my mother works with covid+ patients every shift and i don’t want to spread a hospital-borne infection into the public, or get my mother sick and have her bring something into work or further disable her

because my city website lied about there being no covid+ patients in hospitals or ICUs, meaning that their statements about why they relax covid precautions cannot be trusted

to demonstrate to unmasked people around me that they can (and should) choose to resume masking at any point, though the sooner the better

because part of being queer for me is caring about others around me even when it goes against the status quo or “common sense”, knowing that the societal conventions of heterosexuality/cisgenderism/able-bodiedness do more harm than good

because i enjoy the fact that wearing a mask makes me look mysterious and frees me from having to care about controlling social cues for the bottom half of my face

😷

[terry-the-insane]

Me tormenting the captive borrower with infodump rants

[bloodyknuckles]

trying to find a coffinshipping fic to read for my bedtime story in wading through the sea of freaks rn

[sciderman]

i think just one little itty bitty tiny puff of weed would either fix all of spideys problems or make them all significantly unbelievably worse

based on peter parker's track record for these sorts of things, i believe it would probably be the latter