#she’s finally +10

[katfreaks-hidyhole]

Newest member to the +10 club! Definitely needs a Weapon Refine; pls Intys!

[cactus-juiceee]

epilogue

[tatakaeeren]

Yoruichi is back!

[stubz]

"Human Kim's mate is dead?!" cries Calis.

"What?! Kim has a mate?!" cries Max

"She is your comrade! How did you not know she has-had a mate?!?"

"But what about Fenrir-wait is Fenrir dead???"

"Human Kim had her bonding band before courting Fenrir, I'm talking about her other mate."

"She's cheating?? Fenrir is the other man...orc???"

"Do humans not have multiple mates?"

"I mean...not usually no...but wait lets back up a minute. How do you know Kim's mate is dead and what do you mean by bonding band, do you mean a ring that goes on a finger?"

"I cannot believe you, her comrade of 5 years, have not noticed her longing rubbing her ankle. How she no longer has the bright orange band on her left ankle. How she looks at her communication device...phone? and looks at what I guess is a photo."

"...wait the orange band? Made out of fabric? Like string?"

"So you have noticed, why have you not consoled her then??"

"...hold on a sec. I'll be back in a moment."

"Are you getting her? Bring her to the command room then, we shall have something for her."

"....how many people think her mate is dead!?"

.

"Why are we going to the command room?"

"Just keep walking. I have a question for you but I need you to answer in front of a lot of people."

"Ookay?" the humans enter the command room and see it decorated dark and somber. Friends and close co-workers are there dressed in black or their respective mourning attire. Calis steps forward.

"Hu-Kim...Kim we are so very sorry for the loss of your mate...may they join the galaxy as a brilliant star and may you both reunite someday in the great beyond..." They slowly grab her five fingered hand with their four fingered hand.

"...If anything were to happen to Gala...I can't even begin to imagine what you are going through. If there's anything you need, anything at all, just ask."

"...Calis...thank you so much...but I don't have a mate?"

"That's what I was saying!" exclaims Max. "If she did then she would've told me, her work best friend!!"

"...but the band on your ankle and your sadness?"

"...Kay I did not notice that but yeah what's up? You alright?" he turns to his short friend

"Ohhh, you mean my friendship anklet?"

"Friend-ship anklet? ...not a bonding band?"

"It was made by my best friend, no offense Max, on Earth the last time I saw her in person 'bout...almost 2 years ago? Anyways it finally fell off since its string and I just miss having it."

"None taken."

"So no one died? She's still alive?"

"Yeah, I just texted her yesterday about the anklet and she said she'll just tattoo one on me cause it'll ward off Max...no offense Max...she just can't accept that I have more than one best friend."

"Again none taken...wait is this the friend who hated you at first and you didn't know so you kept being friendly to her until eventually she accepted you and you've been best friends for like almost 10 years?"

"She...hated you?"

"Oh yeah, she thought I was really annoying but I'm pretty dense so I just kept being nice and going to eat lunch with her throughout high school until after like...2-3 months she gave up and accepted my friendship. Oh! and I didn't know any of this until like this year." she grins

"That's a beautiful friendship right there...makes me jealous about how boringly we met and bonded over anime and musicals."

"On most planets beings would maul you over your annoyance...would you like some of the cake we got you before we knew no one died?"

"Yes please! Also thank you everybody but sadly...and luckily no one died!!" she calls out to the dozen or so aliens and humans in the command room.

"...wait you thought I was having an affair with Fenrir!?" cries a horrified Kim

"That's what I was saying!!" screams Max

[shirecorn]

Tumblr keeps popping up to sell me ad free dashboard. But what it doesn't understand is that me and the ads have a sort of symbiosis at this point.

The guys from the fake gameplay trailers for a predatory mobile app are my blorbos

[a2zillustration]

(It's ok Yurgir will respawn in Avernus)

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[fakedimebag]

This is an appreciation post for Jean Grey, world's best step-mom. She said "UNHAND them. All of em. And Sinister, you's a raggedy old bitch now."

[pineapplezdrawsometimes]

Daisy> your fav

[simminginstars]

♪ - little girl gone - ♪

[intriga-hounds]

normally pi is the one to get me up throughout the night but in the past hour edi has demanded to come out for:

-water

-pee

-water

-water

-i promise it’s not water again mommey!!!!

-poop

[flo-n-flon]

I'm having trouble drawing lately but I had a mighty need to doodle Faile Bashere: Lady. Hunter of the Horn. Falcon

[laz-kay]

“I can see clearly now. Hey look, the rain is gone”

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[sisaloofafump]

Daily Diana #23

I am going issue by issue through Wonder Woman (1987—) and drawing my favourite outfits on a very vague daily schedule.

This is issue 23 and oh my god it was so fun but took so long. The first kneeling one took 3 hours (half of which was inking the fabric), the second was an hour total (my typical DD length), and then putting together the magazine covers took another hour and a half. Anway, the part that was really fun is that the poses are all from actual Vogue Magazine covers! I really enjoyed picking them out and drawing them :)

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[muzzlemouths]

EVERYBODY GIVE IT UP FOR WHEELCHAIR IN 3 DAYS!!!! HERE IT COMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 👏👏🎉

[autisticgayplushie]

stringbean plushie, based on the character from The Owl House!

the tail has a little toy rattle in it so she makes rattle sounds like she does in the show :D

[myreia]

— vi. stay | follow

It is an inevitability, she feels, that they are always a little out of step, a little out of sync. One ahead, the other behind, a shadow to the other’s light. Pulled together not by fate nor by destiny, but by a small series of choices that are greater than the sum of its parts. They will always find each other—to the very end.