#thanks nel ^^

[kettie]

I will be forever grateful to @tadpole-apocalypse who did an amazing job of bringing my OT3 commission of Lucanis, Neve, and my dwarf Mournwatch OC: Nels. Thank you so much for doing them all justice! ♥ (Nels uses they/he/she)

[clonekiss]

dov'è quel post con il photoshoot del lucio che indossa le corna da [???], sto disegnando e mi è sorto il terribile dubbio che non siano da cervo

[silverwings920]

i just reread the nel arc again, now that it's officially over, and slursagi really elevates his game here, but my favorite crazy off-the-wall slursagi moment (besides all the clown lines) has to be him telling kaiser, "kneel to me, you shitty clown."

Entirely.

Unprompted.

remember: when kaiser told the bllkers to get on their knees, he said it in german, and before any of them got the mikage translators; isagi never understood what he was saying.

so... unless he specifically wasted his precious analyzing time in the viewing room to rewatch this moment (which, dgmw, that's a hilarious mental image: like, imagine isagi, off-the-field btw, muttering furiously to himself 'what did he say back there? what did he fucking say? it was an insult. i just know it. i gotta figure out what it was just so that i can throw it back in his face later on on the pitch to traumatize him and pretend that it was just an in-the-heat-of-the-moment thing i said during a match.' if that was the case, i'd love isagi so much more because, like, you gotta respect the dedication to the bit 🤣🤣🤣) that was just slursagi having the most insane sixth sense for insults ever.)

and right after we got kaiser's backstory, too… (literally the same f-ing chapter)

[mossmx]

tonight my heart goes out to the duemilaequalcosa guy that spent like 5 minutes in the cabina elettorale and came out after voting with his schede still unfolded so i had to instruct him to go back, and how to fold, so we heard him spend another 2 minutes in folding them as best as he could

to the 1943 and 1945 born couple coming hand in hand and all the granpas and grannies hoping to do good for those who will live after they are gone

to the two 2007 girlies, super stilish, coming to the polling station for the first time, with their parents fussing more then the girls needed (they had done their homework) to make sure they did it right

to all the parents who showed their kids the polling station and told them they'll vote too some day

to all the queer people that I have no doubt came voting, I hope they noticed my rainbow pin (happy pride)

to the people who asked me how the quorum was going and gaves us thanks for our work despite their sadness for the turnout

to the very incredibly beautiful lady with the pastel yellow with the lavender print dress

to the guy from the polling station beside ours with the cool t-shirt, which afterwards I heard was working to help his girlfriend with a tumor

to the anonymous people who voted no but still had the spine to come vote

tonight we rest

domani, la resistenza cammina ancora ❤

[searchingforserendipity25]

Niënor

-@outofangband

Niënor is THE prettiest tortoise on earth??

Look at that little face with its pattern, and that gorgeous shell. Thank you so much for sharing this pic of Niënor, she (?) looks so happy, and brightened up my day! I've missed getting to tortoise-watch since my local garden started cleaning the waterways and moved them.

10/10 would wish upon all favorite blorbos a tortoise (but none, I am sure, could be as charming as your Niënor!)

[ya-zz]

I played a 1v1 limited duel on ow just to get rid of that one challenge and the moment the other player chose ball (I was kiri) I knew I wasn’t winning that

Anyway, we just sat and chilled all game and they let me win 🥹

[not-so-local-lesbian]

*offers some garlic bread*

I will gladly take that, take you :O

Have some cookies in return: 🍪🍪🍪

For some dumb fuck reason they don’t have brownie emojis, and that saddens me, but it’s okay, becuase you’ve given me garlic bread, which is sacred among my people (the asexuals)

[freedominthedarkmp3]

Buona domenica avendo tolto i social da anni mi rendo conto di essere in una piccola bolla online felice dove non interagisco con l'italiano medio ma a volte mi capita di intravedere qualcosa come due navi che si psssano accanto nella foschia e sono felice di non esserne esposta costantemente altrimenti emigrerei in 5 giorni

[hezenkossapologist]

[lovelyarps]

would you let it sit on your head y/n

@melissa-titanium come forth get your beast

[fayessketchbook]

Merry @nagamas Anon!

I chose Fell Family fluff out of your prompts - toying a bit with Alear's design to fit the transfem/nb hc you optionally wanted, hope you enjoy this family photo! I had a blast drawing it, so thank you so much for the request and I wish you a great new year :D

(prompt chosen was:  Absolutely no romantic pairings for any of these. Transfem/nonbinary Alear preferred, but ultimately optional for all of these Alear, Veyle, Nel, and Rafal - family fluff, canon or any AU okay)

Bonus timelapse:

[sanakialtina]

[  hug  ] 

“It’s good to see you again,” she tells the smaller woman truthfully as she tugs her into a fast but true hug, pulling away so that the other might see her face; Micaiah pauses for a moment but finally murmurs with no honorific “Sanaki…”

nonverbal prompts | always accepting!

"Micaiah," Sanaki replies, stiff in the embrace. It's not proper, for who they are. But then again, she's not here as Queen Daein; it's just Micaiah, who is perfect, and kind, and resourceful, and always, always has the best of intentions. Even if she didn't, it's not like Sanaki has any way of knowing...

Sanaki smiles, briefly returning the touch, hoping it's enough to mask her unease. "It's good to see you too, sister." All of that is true. In some things, they can be honest with each other.

[dcggersedge]

" when are you gonna start letting people look after you, huh? "

She’s not sure what it is that she’s done in life to be surrounded by so many obstinate people, but Yunaka is no exception to that. A sniffling, sneezing, and absolutely miserable looking thing curled up in her bed, and Nel can do nothing but sigh and sit at the mattress’s edge with a look of concern plastered across her face.

“Are you certain you don’t want to see a doctor? Your fever is quite high.”

She knows the answer before she even asks the question, but she’ll prompt it anyways. It’s worth a shot, but she shuffles a little closer to adjust the blanket wrapped around her— lithe fingers gently brush sweaty bangs away from her face, lips thinned into a line.

“You’re no better than Rafal when it comes to being stubborn. You know that, right? Scoot over.”

She has no intention of staying too long, but Nel takes up a spot on Yunaka’s mattress by leaning back against her headboard, giving her plenty of room to herself. Yet her fingers continue to card through her hair in a gesture of comfort, even as a chuckle rumbles in her chest.

“Is this where I offer to sing you to sleep?”

sick day | Accepting!

Yunaka can barely be seen in the mountain of blankets and pillows that she's ripped off the couch and pulled outta storage. The giant nest she's turned her bed into is simultaneously a blessing and a curse; one minute she's comfortable, the next it's too hot, the next she's freezing and needs all of the blankets again.

Nel lecturing her when she's feeling like shit doesn't really help her feel any less like shit. She glares silently at the wall instead of at her friend who she knows is just trying to be nice and curls up into an even smaller ball beneath the blanket. She feels the mattress shift and curls up even more, tucking her feet as close to herself as she can manage, even if it's not exactly the most comfortable position.

She doesn't want to go to the doctor because she doesn't need to. She's toughed out every illness she's caught before this and been totally fine, this one is no different. Her parents never took her to the doctor, she doesn't see why she needs to start rushing there for a cold now. Instead of answering, she just reaches over to her dresser for the bottle of flu medicine, pulling it into her nest with an incoherent grumble.

Something brushes against her forehead. Expecting a bug or something, she flinches and buries her face in the pillow to chase it away. Except it doesn't go away. It shifts to run through her hair instead, and after a moment Yunaka realizes that it's actually fingers, that it's Nel brushing through her hair like she actually cares about how she's feeling.

Slowly, just barely, Yunaka lets herself relax just a little. Enough to pull her face out of the pillow and make breathing easier again, at least. "...nobody's gunna stop you."

[untamedeventuality]

📻rosemary for the oc ask! ^^

yippee! and for youuuuuuuu I’ll pick

Lighthouse Keeper by Shayfer James

to me it kind of represents how she sees herself and her role in other people’s lives? for better or worse, she’s her mothers’ daughter (stubborn, driven, and too kind) and she wants to be a light for other people — she IS a lighthouse!!! a warning and a shelter all at once :)

[nelbrokeloose]

I just noticed I hit 100 followers, wow!

I never thought so many people would vibe with my fantasies, and kinky stories/art

Thanks, everyone! 💜

[myra-the-ishkia]

(So I've had this brainworm in my head since yesterday, so I figure I might as well let it loose. If people are interested, like this post if you'd like to interact with a younger Myra! It can be your muse in current-day being sent to her time, or vice versa! I also don't mind a younger version of your muse meeting her either.

I'll send a starter to whoever wants to :> And I'll gladly talk over specifics if desired! Things like location, which muse when applicable, ect)