#riverstones

[morrigancrowphantom]

I was bored tonight and decided to make Runes out of my river stones I've collected through the years. 🖤

[waternymphlovesdante]

[strangegutz]

Merry Wednesday

[pulpsandcomics2]

Alice by Peter Riverstone

[askaceattorney]

Dear ask-riverstone,

If Wright showed up to court dressed like that, I'd ask him if he was ill.

- Miles Edgeworth

[silviafacose]

Rune di pietre di fiume✨

Tutte realizzate a mano da Silvia Fa Cose

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Runes made of river stones ✨

All handmade by Silvia Fa Cose

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[mistfallengw2]

Tyria Pride EU - Day 2

[vivianquill]

[begin tape]

*click*

Golden, slitted eyes stare at you for a moment, before the man sighs. It's Ronan-- Headrush-- Roro. He looks tired. There's something hollow about his eyes, the tilt of his head, the twist of his mouth. It's like he's wearing a mask of his face, but the only thing behind it is void. He's trying to hard to look normal. The room you are in is sparse, though lived in. There are clothes thrown on the floor, a jacket over the back of a desk chair.

"The new therapist Harpy got me said I should do this." He says, by way of explanation. "She said that If I can't tell her about it, then I should write it out. Or record it. Or something, just to get it out of my head. I don't even have to show it to anyone."

The view changes, blurring as Ronan sets you down on a surface and flops back on his bed. He stares up at the ceiling, all pretenses dropped. His face goes blank. The mask is off.

"I think there's something wrong with me."

Silence. You can't speak to fill it-- you're just a camera.

"There's always been something wrong with me. Ever since I was little I've been-- scared of everything. I'm on medication for the anxiety now, but it never really went away. I could never turn off the part of my brain that overthought everything. That saw everything and thought it meant everything was going wrong."

"It was why I was such a good hero." Ronan sighs, covering his eyes with an arm. "I paid attention to everything. But it made me so tired. all the time. I could never get a break from being on guard, even at home, because it was my job to make things easier for Bay. He was always so busy, trying to keep us from getting thrown out onto the streets. They don't tell people that-- the hero division. Or the schools. They don't tell you that those of us with talents you can see get treated differently. It's just a part of life."

"Until Merrix helped me out, getting me that job with the division and all, Bay and I were one bad week from being kicked out of house and home. That's why I stole. The only reason. I hated seeing him like that, worried about our future. We had no family to help us, we didn't know about the division's aid programs for those with visible talents. People who got the short end of the stick. He tried to hide it, but I knew he had to choose between groceries or rent sometimes. I knew that the cash I brought home from my-- uhm. Messenger job was the only thing that let us make rent some months. I think he thought I was working for a villain. I never told him that I was pick-pocketing. He did his best-- we just-- everyone thought that he would turn out to be a villain, cause of how he looked. I got called a liar at school all the time, because of my snake's eyes."

There's the sound of a shaky breath. Then more silence.

"But that's not what I'm supposed to talk about. I'm supposed to tell you why I've been different."

More silence.

"The thoughts stopped."

"That's all there is to it, really. Whatever was in that spider, what Anansi had bite me? It made the thoughts stop. I had a panic attack, and those make the thoughts stop because there are too many. It makes my brain go static-y, without anything able to be there because It's so full."

The light has started to dim. It's so so slow, only noticeable now in this moment. It must be sunset.

"But-- That spider made my head go empty in a way that i've never had before. It was like-- everything was okay because there was nothing to be worried about. And it felt so nice."

"I don't know how to explain it really. It's like when you live next to the freeway, you get used to the sound of cars, yeah? And then you move to the country, all of a sudden it's silent outside. You go back to the city for a visit and you can't believe how loud it is in your own head."

"Nothing else has ever been able to do that. Not even when I broke my ankle on a mission and got hopped up and the good stuff. It's kind of happened since, when everything goes floaty and soft at the edges and the outside world just-- doesn't exist. It isn't the same, though."

"I'm scared about what I would do to get my head that quiet again. For longer. For forever."

There's another too-long silence, only broken by deep breaths that move his chest up and down.

"I don't like how everyone at HQ looks at me when I space out. They say I've been less observant, but I still notice things. I guess I'm just-- not as anxious. Not as suspicious. There's a part of me that is too tired for the kinds of mental gymnastics I used to go through with every interaction. I can't bring myself to fake the emotions I don't feel anymore. Everyone can tell, I know they can. . . I used to never take things at face value. It's like my brain has to pick and choose what to pay attention to and it's just-- kept choosing nothing. Instead of everything. And Bay. I know he's worried. He hasn't said anything, but I can see it in his eyes when he looks at me."

Ronan rubs at his face, making a wordless sound of frustration muffled by his hands. He drops his arms again, hands above his head.

"I feel like I'm broken inside. Like I want something I can't have. It feels bad to want to not have to be so alert all the time. Like, that was my thing. I don't want it anymore. I want to be a hero still, I really do, but-- It feels like i have to pretend to be like I used to be, when I have no idea how to be that anymore. And I don't think I want to. I love helping people but-- If one spider bite is all it took to make my head go quiet, why have I been jumping through all these hoops my whole life? Ones that never worked all the way?"

His voice drops to a whisper at his next words.

"I'm scared I might turn villain, if one of them finds out. If one of them comes up with a way to make my head quiet like that spider."

"It was addicting, not having to think for once."

Ronan sits for a minute in silence, just quiet with his thoughts, before he shifts, rolling over to grab the camera. There's shuffling and hands and blurry movement.

*click*

[end of tape]

[elvendoodles]

Naida's family is a noble and proud one. BIOs below the cut

Amsan Opalheart: A level head and wise word choices are pivotal skills to have as an ambassador for Elvendale. He's an expert negotiator who never seems to get angry.

Deandra Riverstone: Her presence demands undivided attention. She holds power over her region as a senator and boasts her former connection to the Water Turtle any chance she gets.

Naida Riverheart: Shy, sweet and clever, Naida has little interest in the political world her parents live in. Her idea of paradise is quiet days spent mixing her concoctions by the seaside.

Art/Ask Prompt Masterlist

ON TUMBLR REBLOGS ARE BETTER THAN LIKES!!!

[randomcatgen]

Brookpaw is a wiry apprentice with downy, silver tabby fur. He is 10 moons old. He has almond-shaped, bright green eyes and a square jaw. He is alert and courteous, but oversensitive. He has trouble maintaining eye contact. He likes to weave vines into his fur.

[pineclans]

NEWLEAF, MOON #2, YEAR 1

Redkit becomes of age to start training and is given Coyotetwist as a mentor. Redpaw is excited, but he quickly learns that he'll have a hard time keeping up with his mentor's training style!

Coyotetwist cheers Redpaw up by joking about how bad the clans smell. She also gives him snacks.

Riverstone caught Coyotetwist complaining about him behind his back! Jumblebrush lets Riverstone share his troubles with her.

After thinking it over, Riverstone decides to do some solo training sessions.

[wiltking]

restarted Behemoth from the beginning and really taking my time with it, appreciating how poetic peter watts' writing can get when hes describing ocean life and dying, altered bodies

[strangegutz]

Heartbreak Gulch redraws and drawovers, part 2

(guest starring Davey from @anonymouspuzzler ‘s Villain Coded)

[part 1]

[fangsandsoftgrass]

Writing a letter to Fennorian and thinking about what kind of face he'll make when a talking fox delivers it

[askaceattorney]

Dear ask-riverstone,

Hey, you're right, pal! Talk about a funny coincidence, ho ho!

-Detective Detective Detective

[necro-man-sir]

Sharlayan Sunset