#oops real life

[wall-legion]

Please, please boop me.

I'm going for testing to see if I have cancer for the second time in a few hours and honestly I could use the goofs.

[wall-legion]

I'm looking at all the tags and I love you all. Thank you.

Gonna be a pestie bestie but!

Hey there GW2 community! Jenn (wall-legion) is a long time player (since GW1!), a member of our community (not just as a GW2 player she's pan!), and a cool person... and she's not gonna be able to make it to the Pride Walk because her surgery for the breast cancer is going to be just a little over two weeks before and she'll be in recovery. So I'd like to put in a community request for everyone that sees this that's attending:

Wear some pink!

I've got the Astral Ribbons backpack on Billi dyed pink and ready to go. But be it a cape or some gloves or whatever, I think it'd be fun to help her be there when she's not.

[memesforthelol]

[powdermelonkeg]

Thoughts on the thunder wizard again.

Genuinely, I find Gale's relationship with Mystra to be fascinating when you consider all its facets. Unhealthy, imbalanced, definitely poisonous, but also very, very intricate with a lot of blurred edges to it. One of those things where you're both like "wow, what the hell, that's horrible" but also "that makes perfect sense for their characters, and while I would NEVER, I know why they would, and why it happened."

You've got a wizard who doesn't know what real love is, who thinks he's finally being shown it by the person he adores most. His greatest fantasy, his most potent joy, his most heartfelt aspirations, and they were all offered to him.

And he wants to see what all she's hiding from him, because of course he does. She's the keeper of all things forbidden to him. The empire of Netheril reached magical heights that will never be touched again, and all that knowledge is beyond her curtain. She loves him, right? Surely, if he proves himself enough, she'll let him grasp that power he so desperately wants.

And not even in the power-hungry sense! All that magic Mystra's locked up was accessible during Mystryl's reign. Think of all the answers to theories about the universe that are back there. Every question of "can this be done, and what would it do" would be answered, if he could just bargain hard enough.

She loves him, right?

Surely, if he proves himself enough...

And then, on the other hand, Mystra. Once Midnight, her human personality has been subsumed by the goddess of magic and her duty to the Weave. She has a responsibility to magic, she IS magic.

Then along comes this mortal boy who knows how to handle her Weave. Who doesn't try to wrestle with and dominate, who sings to it. He handles it with such ease and grace—it's not just that he could be Chosen, but he deserves it. To put her Weave in the hands of someone so intrinsically in tune with it, who understands its potential with a wonder like no other. Few enough can handle the raw power that comes with being Chosen, but this one? This one is perfect.

And he adores you. And you adore him, like one would a beautiful butterfly that's landed on their finger. And he's willing to be devoted to you in all things, not out of transaction like most of your worshipers are, but out of love for you, your craft, your magic. You're so deeply and utterly charmed by him.

And it's not like Mystra hasn't walked this path before.

She gives him what he desires, because what he desires is her. And, in a different way, she desires him. She wants him to be her representation in the world. She indulges his adoration with her own presence, and takes indulgence herself in mortal comforts. He's never satisfied with her answers, but who could blame him? She keeps a whole world away from mortals, because she knows what such unfettered power might bring about (again).

And the wizarding prodigy's ambition is lit (again).

And the height of power is reached for (again).

And she stops him (again, again, again).

She does care for him. She doesn't want to see her little butterfly burn himself, and she doesn't want to be the one to ruin those wings.

But then he's not a butterfly. He's a mortal, wielding a weapon of murder, of her murder, and he's brought it to her doorstep because she told him "no." And he's cut himself on it, he doesn't know what it is, but it's hurt him—and it's only a fraction of the hurt it could do to her. How dare he want her help after threatening her?

(He didn't mean to.)

(He only wanted to help.)

(He only wanted. How human.)

She doesn't help him. If he wants to pursue Karsus' weaponry, it's his responsibility, his hubris, that led him to injuring himself on it. She's furious. She's hurt. She's cold.

(What fools these mortals be.)

But then, there's a greater threat to her. Something that could drown the Material in Karsus' failings. And that little boy, who nicked himself on the sword he lifted, still wants her help.

It's a fair trade, isn't it? She'll forgive him, let him into her domain again, if he accepts his punishment and goes into battle for her. He picked up a sword, it's appropriate that he learns to use it in her name, right?

If he was telling the truth, he wouldn't hesitate. If he really wanted to serve her with the Netherese Orb, he would jump at the opportunity to do so. He would have to give up a few petty things in the process, ("petty," she calls mortality, as if family and home mean nothing, as if friends and love are finite. Because to her, they do mean nothing. Because to her, they are finite.) but it isn’t atonement without sacrifice, is it?

It's the tactical move. She's not above hurting one man to save a nation. It's not even the first time she's done it.

(Dornal Silverhand sends his regards.)

If he loves her, he'd die for her, because she'd let him into her paradise. If he doesn't love her, he won't, and she was justified in removing him from her grace.

He doesn't love her. Not anymore.

Does he hate her enough to try to take his dues?

Ambition has always been man's greatest folly.

[mepomepo]

The sleepiest guys in the station,,, don't bother them shhhh

[keymintt]

she's my most specialest

[dungeons-and-dragon-age]

sometimes you just gotta draw obnoxious husbands u.u

[moeblob]

Huevember 11

Karen and Rick but in the DND AU. (I just look at this and think 'Barbie learned eldritch blast' but ya know. Whatever.)

[fuumiku]

Who’s taking who too lightly now? Playfighting my beloved

Rabbit Marcille and stoat Chilchuck, yay for rabbitstoat au, for no reason for funsies! This is here that I reveal humanoid monsters are my top favorite thing to draw actually. I really like centaur Marcille x satyr Chilchuck so this is kinda in the same vein~ I was gonna do weasel Chil at first but then friendo said a stoat’s personality fits him more and I said yes chief I trust you w my life. Speaking of, my own Chil stoat-sphinx design is partially inspired by said friend’s here!

Chilchuck playfighting and trying to "teach her a lesson" bc she's not taking him seriously so he pounces on her and pins her down but she's just giggling and smiling and beaming and suddenly she’s bigger too she’s not just a ball of fluff all stretched and it all makes him feel a little something. Chil wanting to get back at her for her teasing but he can’t go too hard on the threatening bc he’ll want to pounce on her one way or another if he gets too caught up in it whooops 💞 Timeless marchil staple, put that man in situations

Smaller predator x bigger prey animal is very fun, thank you lucky-fy’s dunmeshi beastars au for making me think of them that way… It adds to it I think, that sort of "well even if I do want you you’re out of reach" bc like even if the predator does manage to kill it it’d have a hard time eating it all right away and idk idk…. It’s that "No. No she’s offlimits" he says at himself bc ‘it wouldn’t work out’ even if it feels right… The sort of going against nature in both that they wouldn’t want to kill each other and that the dynamic shouldn’t be going this way around, and that despite everything pointing to how they shouldn’t be able to work out they can still make their relationship into what they want it to be. -gestures- Metaphors. Well sorta gdbdga in this AU I just think about them frolicking in the fields on sunny days then having tension once in a blue moon and that’s it lmao. "I can’t return your feelings because I’d only hurt you in the long run" "🧍‍♀️bruh be for real". Chilchuck guilt & longing meanwhile Marcille is just chilling having the time of her life, either blissfully unaware or just waiting for him to get his head out of his ass

It’s like how Chilchuck is so tall for a half-foot, within half-foot circles he has no problem being seen as very much a man and a rather well-ofd handsome one at that, but as soon as it’s with other races the dynamic is completely changed and he’s kinda stripped of that aspect of himself in social dynamics. No weasel or mouse would belittle the graveness of a stoat as a predator but wolves and foxes and hawks may laugh at them yk what I mean. Sighh sigh sigh sigh. Them. He’s her rotten soldier, her sweet cheese, her good-time boy

Making their way in the dungeon like "you see this shit Chilchuck?"

[satellitesunset]

I attribute the belief (that's mostly present on tiktok) that the story a song tells must be solely rooted in nonfictional events that occurrd to the songwriter to taylor swift. it's not only abt her strictly autobiographical approach (it's natural for your art to be derived from personal experience). but rather the the culture (that she created !); from speculations to who they're abt to. to attempting to work them into the story/timeline she constructed. that is det​ri​men​tal to music (and on a larger scale literature) analysis. it convinced most that is the norm and every record must be 100% based on a true experience.

[wall-legion]

Life update

Okay since I know that not everyone is on Discord, let alone the same servers or reads all the channels or whatever:

I was diagnosed with cancer for the second time in as many years as of today. I was diagnosed with thyroid cancer in April 2022. I had a biopsy on Monday the 1st, and it came back positive. Next steps are my primary setting me up with an oncologist and a surgeon.

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't rattled. I have a good support network where I am, but I thought I was done with this fight. So if I disappear from fandom spaces for a bit, it's because I'm trying to keep my soap shop alive while dealing with this.

[ohshinytrinketsmine]

Babe and Way for Pit Babe Anniversary Event

[another-clive-blog]

HOW HAVE I NEVER NOTICED THIS

LAYTON USES TU FOR FUTURE LUKE BUT SWITCHES TO VOUS THE SECOND CLIVE'S IDENTITY IS REVEALED.

Tu and vous both mean you but Tu implies closeness : in the entirety of Unwound Future, Layton only ever uses Tu with Flora, the Lukes and Claire

[holocene-sims]

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august 16, 2021 5:00 p.m. gyeongbokgung palace

[ong.dh28] 죽마고우 @//whoisgrant

[firenati0n]

several sentence sunday <3 :)

hello :) hope you are well! I am sorry for the shit formatting and tagging issues, mobile is hell. i know I said no snips until Feb but I am a lying liar who lies. thank you for all the tags!!!!!!! @heybuddy-drabbles @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @eusuntgratie @cha-melodius @kiwiana-writes @ninzied @gay-flyboys @theprinceandagcd @happiness-of-the-pursuit @magicandarchery @nocoastposts @littlemisskittentoes @wordsofhoneydew

so! I am feeling Weird and Insane and Complex as a significant life chapter comes to a close in 9 hours with the end of my graduate degree and graduation. with this, I'm feeling a bizarre mix of emotions, grappling mostly with what it means to find validation and self-worth in yourself and your accomplishments vs. external methods. this bleeds into all aspects of my life, most of all writing. so I'm going to post a snip i wrote on the bus and say that i love it and that the Horrors That Persist can go on hold for a day while i tell myself I'm proud of both my academic and personal endeavors, including the words I spill onto docs in hope and agony. 🤍

here's a snippet from angel!Henry lawyer!Alex city of angels au:

He lives a life of servitude, of grace and kindness and guidance, existing as a guiding light and gentle touch on countless lives that never know he exists for them, in their shadows, a constant comfort and presence when the feeling becomes too much for humans. His job is to ease pain and suffering—emotions he experiences secondhand, castoffs from people who have squeezed them dry and dead for all they had to offer. He places his hands on those who need it most, absorbing as much as he is allowed.

But Henry yearns. The more he learns, the more he yearns, the more he desperately wishes to be able to feel indescribable emotion swirling in his body, imperceptible grief hidden beneath the surface, inconceivable joy radiating from his skin. To finally understand the meaning of life, the universe, and everything in between. To finally feel seen, and heard, and felt himself.

He’s been invisible for so long, he wonders if he’s just a specter destined to fade away.

xoxo roop. much love, as always! 🤍

+ no pressure tags below the cut :)

@zwiazdziarka @getmehighonmagic @dumbpeachjuice @orchidscript @inexplicablymine @magicandarchery @sherryvalli @anincompletelist @tintagel-or-cockleshells @priincebutt @cricketnationrise @ssmtskw @tailsbeth-writes @lizzie-bennetdarcy @myheartalivewrites @sparklepocalypse @onward--upward @matherines @celeritas2997 @gayrootvegetable @affectionatelyrs @tinyarmedtrex @14carrotghoul @rmd-writes @leaves-of-laurelin @whimsymanaged @indomitable-love @anchoredarchangel @indestructibleheart @candyspandemonium and open tag as always! Want to see :)

[coconut530]

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