#welcome to dream city

[v-sansings]

HI SORRY IVE BEEN GONE FOR A BIT!

Things have been WILD recently! But I've never been happier to be free honestly. And I'm enjoying art more than ever now! And I've even made some friends :3

But the art is calling once again so I'll leave it here! Hope y'all enjoy the work I've got going. I'm more active on Instagram and Twitter. I'll prolly link those in my bio.. or make a carrd one of these days😅

To all my friends, new and old: y'all all fucking rock! Thanks for all the support and encouragement! It's given me courage to do new things with my art and I'm forever greatful!

[v-sansings]

This is how I am with EVERYTHING!!!

I do wanna lore dump but idk where to start….is there anything y’all would like to know about any of my stories???

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MY FRIEND MADE ME SOMETHING!!!

LOOK AT MY BEAUTIFUL LESBIANS GUYS!!!! My friend @snuffpuppyart just finished it! PLEASE go give them some love! I damn near cried when I saw the finished piece.

[v-sansings]

I feel like I post inconsistently here with low quality but I hope I’m wrong

But anyways uhm here’s some art uhhhhh have a good dee ig!

[grape-souffle]

Just messing with the gleamfolk buddies since they're fun to draw

[v-sansings]

Varari and BBQ ENA in a nutshell. Doomed, codependent, maybe toxic if you squint, but they’ll die or kill for the other, yuri.

They don’t argue. They both throw hissy fits and hold hands even when they’re arguing cause they’re codependent to the point of illness……my babies

making a collection

[acourtofquestions]

Night Court Edition Addition of This or That

[spiderwarden]

Not me listening to this and always imagining how when Karlach ( @infernaliscor ) chooses death, the scenario in my head is that she shoved Minthara away from her so she wouldn't burn up with her. Then Minthara crying outright as she crawls back over to her and pushes her hands into her ashes and collapses onto her knees. Staring down at what's left of her love, her darling love, and just cries before she barely has enough lucidity to gather as much of her ashes as she can into a leather pouch. Where she then has two swords made from them, two swords that she carries on her back as she goes into Avernus herself, just as she promised Karlach, and enters the blood wars to make Zariel pay for ever laying eyes on her. With Karlach protecting her back just as she did in life ... swords she will plunge into the Arch devil herself, still killed by Karlach even in death.

[zaynes-left-chesticle]

Okay I just read Zayne's "Still in Dark" anecdote, and now I'm crying and also my jaW IS ON THE GROUND, WHAT IN THE FUC-

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enjoy the tags, I just needed to vent....

And I'm scared 🤣

[v-sansings]

Ykw yea imma do it! Ask me questions about either ENA and Avi(webseries) or ENA and Varari(DBBQ). I wanna know what people are curious about!

selfship ask game ₊˚⊹⋆

wanted to celebrate hitting 300 followers so i thought i'd make an ask game!!! <3 please practice reblog karma if possible and have fun!!! feel free to answer these for yourself or a s/i, whichever is most comfortable 💌

🍬 - if you were in canon, what would the fanbase for your ship be like?

🧁 - your f/o is planning a surprise date for you two! what do they choose?

🍵 - do you have any pets with your f/o? if not, what kind would you like to adopt? how do they act around animals?

🍓 - what's a bad habit your f/o has?

🍦 - what's your f/o's favorite way to show affection? are there any little things they do to indicate their appreciation for you?

🥥 - talk about a memorable moment in your relationship.

🍾 - who confessed first, and how did it happen?

🍧 - which of you is the better chef? what's their favorite thing to make for the other?

🍒 - what is your f/o's love language, and how do they express it with you?

🥞 - who spoils the other more?

🍮 - what's something you do that always makes your f/o smile, and/or vice versa?

🫐 - what's your sleeping arrangement with your f/o like? do you share a bed? do they cuddle you, or talk in their sleep?

🍩 - what are some irl things that remind you of your f/o?

proship/comship + variants do not interact

[christinered]

How many times have you heard one of your elders tell the all too familiar story...

"I came to this country with $10.00 in my pocket and a dream for somerhing better for my future..."

There is room for everyone who believes that America is the place where you can achieve your dreams ...

The Only Thing You Are Given When You Come To Our Country Is Your FREEDOM! It isn't free (or at least it wasn't)

YOU HAVE TO WORK FOR IT!

When did It change and become.. you and every person you can squeeze in... show up by the bus loads to Live for free because we value all lives except the Americans who are suffering for it?

Please come use our mercy, benevolence and ideals against us to cipher every drop of free living they can for as long as they can.

OUR VETERANS AND FIRST RESPONDERS ARENT GIVEN AN OPTION FOR FREE SHELTER. FOOD, MEDICINE and EDUCATION. and THEY DESERVE EVERYTHING WE CAN GIVE THEM!!

Now that the freeloaders are told the provisions are over ...its time to work for your dream. or go back to your country...MASS CRIMINAL BEHAVIOR REIGNS SUPREME.

Don't believe me??? Stop by anytime and You can see for yourself what kind of damage and decimation 100,000 displaced, out of work, nothing to loose people can do in an almost consequence free environment.

Life Here In New York City is bad Kinksters. No one should be allowed to come here and get paid to piss on our doorsteps.

Am I wrong?

~Red

[invinciblerodent]

getting a little bit obsessed with my "cottagecore throuple" here, because the more I think about it, the more disgustingly perfect and idyllic the whole thing is to me.

like... post-game, I like to imagine Shadowheart absolutely thriving. She's a city girl with a deep love for animals, and spotty- to nil memories, most of which are of the worst things to have ever happened in a dank torture-basement: of course a sweet, picturesque forest cottage (so far I like to think that Petyr would call it "The Hovel", even though it's by all means a cozy, nice hunter's lodge) would have her downright giddy, and she deserves every ounce of that happiness ever.

As I imagine it, when not enthusiastically learning all there is to learn about the quasi-self-sustaining life (that she had dropped herself into by shacking up with a literal forest ranger), she spends as much time outside as possible: walks barefoot in the tall grass, stops to smell every flower (and even plants quite a few, just by the vegetables), and lays in the soft underbrush for hours at a time- enjoying the sunlight caressing her face, enjoying a nice novel (and/or a cuddle with Scratch, the cub, or her boyfriend once he sits down for a moment), or just gazing up at the moon and stars in silent worship. She makes friends with every animal that crosses her path, too: SO many potions of animal speaking are consumed, it's absurd. (She's best friends with the chickens. Petyr has to start farming acorn truffles in the basement for her, and that even proves actually very lucrative- in town, that shit sells for like 10-20 gold a pop.)

She'd of course bring home everything that'll let her. Little wildflower bouquets and stuff at first, but also every critter: from juvenile racoons just weaned from their mothers (they look almost like kittens! how cute!), to elderly foxes that just want to curl up in front of the fire and warm their bones somewhere safe for a moment. She's having the time of her goddamn life, she's learning a shitton of life skills she was never taught (finally learning things not meant to make her better at hurting people!), and generally enjoying a life that, while still plagued by remnants of the past (night terrors, perpetrator trauma, loss, grief, pains both suffered and inflicted, all that great stuff), has her feeling actually content with her lot in it.

And with all this, Petyr is... very business as usual, or at least he's trying to pretend that he is. Having someone in what was his space for like 20 years is strange initially, but if there's one thing he's used to, it's adapting. Making things work. (Plus, he's like, happy, or whatever. In love. You know, that sort of rot.)

Then again, he's also used to only having to feed himself with the very little he has, not another (especially another who is inexperienced at this type of thing, and a second another who just... drops by sometimes, always unannounced and unexpected, but never unwelcome), which deep down does have him a bit (a lot) more antsy about not just being the self-appointed guardian of her happiness, but also just... their general survival.

He's keenly aware that winters in the wild are never especially easy, not when you're so far removed from the safety of a community- especially not the way he's used to being alone, without even magic to keep you warm and safe. Usually, he spends most of the year primarily occupied by preparing for winter, and even like that, there have been lean years: years when he got snowed in for tendays, when he did something stupid and all the careful prep went down the shitter, years he had to go hungry and learn to make do with next to nothing.

So he compensates for- (and distracts himself from-) that anxiety by making extra sure that the pantry is stocked to bursting with all the goods there can be, and they often head out into the woods to hunt and forage together- although he's not a great (or even a good) teacher, Shadowheart (usually Shadow, often Heart, lately Jen or Jenny in affection) does make what he used to do out of sheer need, into something also done for fun.

Hunting and foraging are fun now, and soon, the cabinets are overflowing with jars and jars of dry mushrooms, so much homemade deer jerky, jams and jellies and pickles galore... there's mead fermenting, and homemade soap curing before it can be used, firewood stacked to the height of a person... herb bundles, garlic braids, grain corn, and drying peppers are strung up on the rafters like fragrant fairy lights.

Meanwhile, I imagine that Halsin comes and goes as he pleases- not entirely unlike a beloved stray cat. He just shows up one evening as if he had left not tendays, but only a few hours ago, kicks the duff or mud or snow off his boots, and leans his staff into its habitual nook by the door. He sets whatever it is that he brought this time in its appropriate place (be it otherwise unobtainable goods from town, or just a little gift, a treat to enjoy together), and he sinks into the worn-out armchair by the fireplace that was declared his the first time he stayed.

One of the others almost always then strolls by to settle wordlessly on his lap (if not both of them- that poor chair can barely take the combined weight), and just relax as his big, warm fingers slowly work through the knots and ties keeping their hair out of their faces, and, voice rumbling deep in his chest, he tells them all that has happened in Reithwin the past while.

The many smells of dinner and the comforting scent of pipe tobacco mingle with the fragrant herbs and the crackling fire then, and creates something that can only be described as the scent of home.

.............. and then all three just fuck absolute NASTY every day, in every configuration, and on every surface available for the next, oh, month or so.

[v-sansings]

Alright you know what time it is! Randomized scheduled art time :]

I’ve been on a mega hiatus from art posting but soon the platforms I’m on will be spammed. TikTok was the first and now Tumblr is my next victim😈✨

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VENA: trust your friend(based on the prompt above)

"I cannot drag you down with me. I already held you back before... please don't do this. Not again. Use your brai--"

"For someone with such a quiet profession when we were alive, you really babble when things get rough, huh?"

"I...I just do not want you to regret this.. if you do not make it."

"Believe me...this isn't a burden on me. I will get you out of here. Ponder this: have I given up on you before?"

"I suppose not.."

"Then don't let me do it now... okay, Renan?"

"..alright. I..... I trust you, Sakito."

Prompt #1099

"Have I ever given up on you?"

"No, never."

"Then don't force me to do it now."

[rockunderriver]

what a joy how we have watched ourselves change and grow up.

i remember how my friends text me late at night, "i just found..." i find old pictures captioned "player one" and suddenly winter break feels lonely without them. there was a summer me and him stopped talking, and we came back different people. to me, he seemed happier. to him, "you've changed."

there are great halls in my head painted with murals of the people i love. historic monuments are dedicated to everything they have ever done for me. oil-painted birds soar the ceiling and perch on oil-painted branches, their calls bouncing off the marble dome vault. i recognize the sounds and call their names back to them as i pass. behind me i close the door on a boy who loves trees and ahead i see an empty chamber, its walls blank canvas.

my brush is light in my hand and i begin to paint my new favorite bird—a bearded vulture.

welcome to the world, atlas!

[elegyofthemoon]

IF YOU COULD be at any airport in the world rn which one

the bangkok one i wanna go home but also to look at this cool statue :)