#thanks Cat!! 💙

[n7viper]

Would be great to hear about "Mahrin, My Beloved"

(WIP tag game)

Mahrin! He's my sweet lil jelly bean

Mahrin is a Lavellan that my friend created a while ago when they were playing DAI. He accidentally ended up looking a little like Mihri, so over time I just adopted him and made him her brother. He's a rogue and about 4 years younger than she is.

This WIP is still just vague idea with like 2 lines of dialogue I scribbled down. For context, Mahrin is sent to Haven early on to convince Mihri to return to the clan. When she refuses to leave, Mahrin asks to stay with her. Believing that he'll be safer as far from the Inquisition as possible, Mihri sends him back to the Clan.

For the most part, everything works out with the Protect Clan Lavellan quest line. However, Mahrin does not survive the initial onslaught from the bandits. This WIP deals with Mihri receiving the news and dealing with the regret of having sent him away - if he had stayed with her, he would have lived, right? Or at least that's what she tells herself. She is also given the hunting knife that Mahrin had that was their father's. She carries this at all times.

One of the WIP lines of dialogue is just some good ole cliché “I was supposed to protect him”

[murdleandmarot]

Bluebelle and her music box :)

[teddybeartoji]

snow leopard gojo is such a clingy baby.. always want to be wrapped around you.. he would rub his cheek against yours while you give him his daily supply of cuddles!! he also formed a habit of wrapping his tail around you whenever you two stand together, it's always brushing against you or wrapped around a limb or your waist. he loves it when it gets you ticklish too since his tail is so soft and fluffy ... i want to kiss him all over his face and rub behind his ears just to hear him purr in delight he's so fucking cute ;_;

WAHHHHHHHHH:(((((( YOU GET IT NONNIEE!!!!! HE'S SOO BABY!!!!!!!! HE NEEDS YOUR ATTENTION SO BADLY, HE WOULD LITERALLY GLUE YOU TWO TOGETHER IF HE COULD!!!!!! omfg the cheek rubbing:(((((((((((( he makes me feel so warm and fuzzy insidee🥴🥴💙 like imagine scratching his ears when you're literally cheek to cheek and he starts purring......... he's such a big cat aaaaaahhhh so adorable<33333 he also really likes to brush his nose against yours!!!!!! he just loves being close to you<33333

AND THE TAIL!!!!!!! i like the idea of him wrapping his tail around you subconciously!!!! like he doesn't even need to think about it, his body just reacts to you on its own.

omfg also just imagine his scrunched up cute little face as you press kisses all over his face!!!!!! his tail thumps against the bed bc he's getting just so excited from it!!!!! aaahhhhh!!! or when you tickle his sides or rub his belly, his tail can't stop swinging around!!!!!

i think i mentioned it somewhere before but i think he would also really love it if you played with his tail. just like petting it and letting it twirl around your hands and arms. it's sooooo satisfying. kind of like a stim toy tbh. while you play with him (🤨), he's staring at you with hearts in his eyes btw.

[inkcat1987]

Would this work? (Sorry if you ment to privately message you, my messaging is buggy) (they're named Lotus :3 )

Welcome to the chaos :D

@nightmare-verse @youracecard @xxspirit @obsidianwolf36 @somehhuuuhh @silygie

[diazsdimples]

Tell me any story about Eddie the cat for sleepover please 💙

Oh I have many because he is such an idiot. For those of you who don't know, this is Eddie.

He's an idiot. But, annoyingly, he's also very smart. He jumps at our doors and hangs by the handles until it opens. He used to scratch our couches so we decided to buy him a scratching post. He never used it, I guess the couch felt better under his claws? He didn't appreciate how his Dads would yell at him though. My husband decided to try something. He would take Eddie over to the scratching post, would hold his paws and would show him how to scratch. And then he'd give Eddie a treat. Eddie is very food motivated btw. So slowly Eddie got the hang of it - he would scratch the couch, get yelled at, run to his post, scratch that, get a treat. Rinse and repeat until the couch is gone. Only problem is, now Eddie knows that scratch post = treat. So now, Eddie will come find us and he yells (very loudly) until we follow him. He leads us to his post, scratches a few times, and then looks up at us all proud and purring like a mother fucker and will repeat this cycle until he gets treats. And he doesn't go away. There is no ignoring Eddie. He'll stand on us. He'll bite our legs. He'll open the doors. This bitch wants his treats and he will stop at NOTHING until he gets them.

Sleepover weekend asks!

[naavispider]

I was very interested in the topic of Hell's Gates as an orphanage. Any ideas for tg, headcanons? Or will it be mentioned in the story + about Spider's friends from there?

I was trying to think of a name for the kids home but then I realised 🤔 Hells Gate is literally where Spider is from and it sounds like something kids would call an orphanage 💀 Spider was brought to the kids home when he was about four, after his mom died and his dad was imprisoned (for what, I cannot say 🔮). Spider was an instant hit, he’s always had good social skills and was likeable, and quickly made friends with a range of the kids there.

Even though he had some trouble settling in (hiding in small spaces and climbing to the tops of furniture) he was perfectly friendly and just the sweetest little kid. He went through a phase when he was about five or six where he was completely obsessed with Spiders, so that’s also where he got his name from.

When he got to high school age he managed to gel with a good group of kids, who kept him out of trouble. Tommy and Claire are two of them, but he was friends with most of the kids there. He was particularly good with the younger kids, often becoming their first friend when the first got dumped in the home.

Often, he’d hear other older kids sneaking back in to the home in the middle of the night, but he’d never tell on them. He even let them use his window a few times after the care workers caught on, and they had a mutual respect for one another after that.

Norm is of course his care worker and has been for literal years, and Max is the overworked care home manager who runs the admin side of things. I don’t really have that much more to add, if I think of anything I’ll update, but we don’t expect to go back to Hells Gate in the fic :) spider is outta there for the duration of the story 😊

[dewitty1]

Saturday Six (Stuff)

But on Sunday

The Farmer's Market was slow AF again yesterday. But it was also hot as hell too. Though I did get quite a few people talking to me, which was great. Idk, this year has been very strange. (゜-゜)

Speaking of work being strange, idk what to do about my accountant. She still hasn't got my sales tax put in to the state dept of revenue, nor are my federal taxes done. I'd fire her but she's a family friend. Ugh. (；¬д¬)

I do not like this record breaking heat were having. Neither does my air conditioner.(･｀ｪ´･)つ

My annoying neighbor who has, for the 7 years that I've lived here, put out his leftover food "for the birds", has now recently put out an aluminum pan for food. Welp, naturally this attracts rodents. And other stray animals. My cat Reggie does not mind the occasional rodent, and has recently caught a few rats and left them for us. Ugh. On Thursday there was a bit of commotion (people grabbing loudly) outside, and I was looking for Reggie anyway due to it being firework day, so I looked to see what was up. It was a mother effing snek!!!! Ugh. So yeah, he's got sneks coming around, because of all the rodents. In all the years, we've never seen one here until now. I'm very upset to say the least. And I'll be talking to my landlord tomorrow. ヽ(●-`Д´-)ノ

My parents had a birthday/anniversary party yesterday and I had probably THE WORST deviled egg of my life. ヽ(ﾟДﾟ)ﾉ

I keep torturing myself by looking at houses for sale. It's really frustrating.(´Д｀)

[reinabeestudio]

meow :]]

MIAU MRRRRRRAA MIAUUUUU‼‼‼‼ HISSSSSS MRRAAAMRMG MRRRAU MMAAAAAUUUUUUU

[leftdestiny-posts]

SHIRO SHIRO SHIRO

i'm about to sleep but before i do

<3

also, hydration check!!! have a good day <3

RIN RIN RIN

Thank you so much for stopping by!!!

Now that I've seen this ask, my day is going AMAZING!! I saw this a little late, but I hope you ended up having sweet dreams :DD Sending a hydration check and hugs right back at you!! <3

[steinbit]

dashboard unfucker im gonna kiss u on the mouth

[kingspuppet]

@gyokushou || Goro's Birthday!!!

"I wanted to be the first to say this."

A road trip was one of many things that more than a year ago would have been a pipe dream. Something made out of wistful thinking that she would have outright ignored, Mitsuyo's desires hooked so deeply into that the very concept was something that would out of reach. Life then had been painfully simple, the life of a living doll for a corrupted mother and being too weak willed to raise naught but the momentary argument.

It was amazing how things had changed since then. Nothing was perfect, far from it but it was real with every bit of its imperfections. Things were getting better. They would keep getting better. Akechi Goro, living and breathing here with them was proof enough of that.

"I haven't told them, I don't want to take that away from you whether it is something you want to be known or not but."

The rest of the phantom thieves had packed in for the night, dinner had and dishes cleaned and packed away. Tucked into their respective sleeping arrangments, the plans for tomorrow's next moves to stay ahead plotted and coursed, leaving all but one final plan to be put into action by the Nymph of the phantom thieves. A blanket rested on her shoulders against the slight chill, mirroring the one that too rested on the brunette's and a lengthy thin box within her hands.

"....I wanted to do something for it, for you. There isn't enough words for me to place what it means to have you in my life." Sea foam eyes lowered breathly, as slight shake in her breathe and she removed the lid and revealed the precious item within. A familiar red cord, not unlike the one that the once idol had worn from the very beginning of everything. Yet unlike the one threaded with gold that rested in her hair now. The original Omamori, the rope fitted so that it might be fashioned into something more akin to a bracelet perhaps.

Hifumi's eye flickered back upwards, lips curled into fond smile.

"Thank you for being born and... coming back, Goro."

Stars glittered welcomingly in the late spring sky. It was almost surreal to watch them twinkle. The city's bright lights and bustling nightlife hardly ever allowed even a glimpse of them. Not too unlike his life, they were always just a bit too far for him to grasp. A true supernova that burned so brightly in its final hours only to implode upon itself in its final act to be something greater than it was ever meant to be. Perhaps that's why he's never been appreciative of the stars.

Wine red eyes watch them for a few moments longer as he subconsciously pulls the blanket just a bit tighter around his shoulders. His gaze only turning away from the vast expanse of the sky when the spell is broken by Hifumi's voice. Throughout his life Goro had always tried to remain present. Straying too far from his logic and intentions brought devastating consequences that he couldn't afford. But here, beneath the stars, there's no looming threat. There's no Shido to outmaneuver, no disgustingly fictitious reality to foil, no media to anticipate his success or wait for him to stumble, and no more barriers of masks and false pretenses to hide behind.

He can just be in this moment and exist. Something he never thought he could do, but when he looks at Hifumi being illuminated by only the moon he finds a, terrifyingly easy, sense of comfort. A reminder that even if there are still things to do, things he's actively avoiding, all that matters right now is the warm breeze on his face and Hifumi by his side. That alone makes it easier to breathe.

She knew him better than anyone. Making it easy to trust her with his secrets and vulnerabilities. Never condemning him and giving him the freedom of choice. Even now with the rest of her motley crew sleeping and oblivious, she continues to extend that hand. Maybe at one time he would've thought her foolish, but now he can't stop the way his heart stutters and his throat tightens at her kindness.

Her words threaten to choke him. Emotions that he never let himself feel bubble up into his chest like a tidal wave only to come crashing down the moment she presents him with the gift. His heart stopping and restarting at her words as tears that he hasn't cried since his mother passed begin to spill down his cheeks.

"Hifumi..." It comes out quiet, barely even a whisper. His instincts tell him to hide or run, get angry to stamp down the feelings that were too overwhelming and foreign to handle. But the only voice he listens to is the childish one that has him quickly shuffling forward in the dirt to close the distance between them.

He doesn't give himself time to doubt or overthink how foolish he must seem. Instead, he gives into that urge to curl up at Hifumi's side with his arms looping themselves tightly around her waist. His face presses into the dip of her shoulder and neck as he holds her close.

Goro used words like a weapon, a defense to add rationale to any given situation. But the only thing that escaped him was a watery exhale of breath. There was nothing suitable he could say, because for the first time nothing felt right. Nothing could possibly express or properly encompass the dam of emotions that rapidly consumed him. And yet, he knows that Hifumi doesn't need to hear it. No one knew him like she did, and despite how odd it felt sometimes it didn't need to be said in order to be known.

She's listened to the pathetic tale that was his life and witnessed the worst parts of himself that were due to the circumstances he's faced. His struggle with his own mortality hadn't been hidden from her. He never expected to live beyond bringing Shido down. His life had been forfeit the moment he was conceived. Being a bastard child and orphaned made him nothing more than a burden in the eyes of others, and in time he came to accept that as truth. Making peace that his life wasn't a long one and that maybe in the end that was for the best.

So he never expected to make it to nineteen. A future for after was never planned. He didn't see himself surviving and trying to rebuild what little he had in the aftermath. He didn't expect nurses and doctors to encourage and push him to get better. He didn't think a therapist would see all he's done and still offer to help him without judgement. And most of all, he didn't expect to sit beneath a sky full of stars with the person he's come to care about most in this world.

It's all too much and it's everything he's ever wanted. The knowledge that this is all real, that someone cares about him and is grateful that he's still here and still fighting, is enough to punch a sob out from his chest. His fingers twine deeply into the fabric of her shirt as if letting her go would wake him up from the happiest dream he's ever had. Her warmth and light notes of soap grounding him. A promising reassurance that he won't open his eyes to find himself bleeding out on that cold, metal floor all alone.

He's unsure of how much time passes before his tears cease and he feels in control of his body once more. His movements are slow and stiff as he pries himself away from Hifumi just enough to settle himself beside her, resting his knee against hers. The blanket is used to wipe away any remaining wetness on his face before setting it aside.

Breathing in one last deep breath to fully collect himself, he finally finds his voice.

"My apologies. I didn't mean to bombard you like that." He offers a small smile, strangely feeling no sense of regret for allowing himself that moment of weakness. His body feeling too light to care.

Reaching for the forgotten box, he pulls out the cord. The meaning of such a gift isn't lost on him. It's a significant piece of Hifumi's history that she was offering to him like a treasure. A reminder of everything they've been through together, and a promise that there was more to come. It makes his heart swell as he clasps it around his wrist.

Holding his gloved hand up to the moonlight, he inspects the sight of the chord around his wrist and his smile only grows more fond. "Perhaps this isn't ample enough as an expression of gratitude, but..."

He feels sentimental and sappy, all things he hates in others but can't be bothered to stop for himself. When he lowers his hand it's to wrap it around Hifumi's shoulders to pull her into his side. He tries not to think too hard about his cheeks burning as he places a light kiss to the top of her head.

"Thank you for showing me why life is worth living."

[murdleandmarot]

A quick bluebelle painting :))

[cowcowwow]

Also pictures of my cat

KITTIESSS

BABIESSS

OH MY GOODNESS

OWL THEY'RE PRECIOUS

[inkcat1987]

draw her Amethyst Aikyo

[everysongineverykey]

vaguely remember you making a post asking how difficult french is to learn for like foreign ppl or smth so uh here's my two cents on the topic

idk if its the curriculum that's the problem or our teacher or just the language itself but its so so so hard for me. i can barely keep up with anything. our teacher is a swiss lady and while it's nice we got a sort-of native speaker she keeps slipping into french all the time and i can't understand her.

aside from that it's just plain confusing???? compared to english and filipino (my other languages). i don't get gendered terms. and all the different ways of saying the same thing except one is respectful and the other rude and derogatory. and also the adjectives and the nouns and like. everything.

ik its been a while since that post but i only started taking it this semester and i randomly remembered that earlier lol anyways i hope you are doing well and also have this picture of my cat:

i remember that post! thanks for weighing in :) and yeah, a lot of people have brought up the difficulty of gendered nouns, adjectives, possessive pronouns, everything :| french is one of the most gendered languages out there i feel like

[naavispider]

Please all I’m asking you is to not let spider be kidnapped or manipulated to stay with quaritch, if he is let someone find him😭😭

👀 Spider getting kidnapped was a fun little idea that has been floating around, it wasn't even my idea originally 😭 I can at least confirm to you that Spider will not be leaving for a cabin in the woods, nor a Kardashian style ranch, against his will 🙌🏻 I will also tell you he does not get bundled into the back of a van, hope this helps x