#raire

[raireart]

I've updated my prices and am now open for commissions again! If you are interested in any of these, or have something else in mind, want something in a style you found in this tumblr, or any other questions, message me here on tumblr or discord @ raiirii

[illidraws]

[necroyuri]

rairpair so rare it has 0 fics on ao3 and one character only has 4 fics

[bellowsthebard]

I just want to lay on the floor and think about fictional characters but I have to work instead? Absolutely unfair.

[clanraire]

Progress on a Brightshine Jubilee entry! I’m feeling pretty happy with it

[iamnmbr3]

it is a truth universally acknowledged that if you see a fic with a main pairing that makes you go "huh?? what could possibly make someone think of writing that??" you will either click out of it in under a minute still scratching your head and going "well. more power to them. i still don't get it" OR it will be one of the best things you have ever read and permanently rewire your brain. there is no middle ground.

[batsbratsandbarbedwire]

If you think you're having a bad day, just remember my current fixation is a rare pair.

[tittysuckersworld]

one of rairest pairs out there apperantly!!! also did this instead of a school paper i forgor about- these 2 can just be seen as friends also just puttin out there. just two pals. history type stuffs. um lastly to whatever anon told the blogs about this thank you-

(dont ask why this post took me 6 hours or why i ended up drawing 7 different drawings just for this pose- im so nermal ahahahahaha)

[fangomango]

Every platform I'm on saw this first I'm sorry

[i-tripped-on-a-rock]

In the trenches fighting the worst war of my life rn (trying to find fics for a rare pair that isn’t just smut or a background ship)

[raireart]

A commission I finished!

A fullbody digital painting of a rusting robot dog that's lost some parts. I'm pretty proud of this actually, metal isn't easy to paint for me, especially rusting metal.

His name is Pretty Boy.

[rairii]

I need to write this somewhere. I need to break through the wall of numbness that has shuttered down on top of my feelings. Maybe if I make myself feel and cry I'll get some relief.

I'm so afraid, underneath the numbness. I'm afraid for my friends. I'm afraid for my family. I'm afraid for people I don't know. I worry that I'll wake up tomorrow to reports of a higher number of suicides. I worry that people like my friends, my friends, or even people like me, will be attacked by those who will be emboldened by these results.

I worry, I worry.

I don't understand the people who could make this happen - I don't understand why they work on such diametrically opposite values to mine. It feels like they want the world to be miserable, like the idea that things can get better is offensive to them.

I know that's generally not true. There are people who believe that the world and life is miserable for those who deserve it. But my impression is that the people making the choices fucking us up think it's a zero sum game. That there is a us versus them. And they don't realize we are all us, all of us humans, all of us people, all of us life on this small planet Earth.

I don't know. I'll get up. I'll keep getting up and keep fighting and keep mourning and keep remembrance and keep trying. I'll keep hope.

But today, I'm only mourning, somewhere inside, where the numbness doesn't react.

I haven't heard a peep from my parents, or my brother, about the depressing news. We're all stewing in our emotions, I think, unable to voice out loud the fear we are feeling.

I don't know. My other country is also in shambles and going through upheaval. It seems every country is unstable and losing to nefarious forces.

I don't really feel hate right now. Some anger, yes. But mostly, I'm just a loss for words and feelings. Maybe I'll feel hate tomorrow, maybe this is the time I'll feel spite fueling me.

But in the meantime, I'll remember to be kind, and to be conscious of my impact, and to try and help others.

But I've also lost my patience. I've lost respect for so many people. I feel contempt. How could they do this to us? How could they do this to themselves?

I don't know. I don't understand.

I love you, friends. I love you, stranger on the internet who is trying to make the world better, one step at a time. Maybe in time I will love someone who hurt me, but I don't owe it to them. I don't owe them anything but the exact same minimum afforded to other people.

This reminds me of the time my cousin killed himself, in a way. Or at least, the fear that people out there are taking their lives does. I remember the heavy grief, and the way it solved nothing. I remember the hollowness. I remember the anger.

Don't do that to yourself. Don't do that to others. Don't give them an inch. If you'll die, make them work for it.

I'm rambling at this point, which was the point of this post. I don't have the energy to do anything today. But I'll pick myself up slowly, piece by piece... and make my way forward. Adding my grain of sand to the mountain of progress and help.

It's not the end. It's not the end of the world. This will not last. This too, shall pass.

[tylortheiresponsable]

[treee-baeee]

Thoughts on ditch wanting to flirt with YOU??

" uhm.. oh.. i-.. no words..? "

[legacydevice]

Rair Blackbox System 2000

[clanraire]

WIPs of my latest skin accent series… will probably release two at a time…