#eventually!!!

[yayforocs]

i started listening to imp and skizz

#imp and skizz #imp and skizz podcast #impulsesv #skizzleman #for any curious abt my art silence it's bc i hit a mental block of intimidation w the project i posted abt earlier #n then listening to this got me fired up abt doin it n i fully picked it up again #and it has gotten So Much Bigger also which....... is still intimidating....... #bUT I WILL GET IT DONE!!! #EVENTUALLY!!! #HOWEVER LONG IT TAKES!!!

[outtoshatter]

TY for your author spotlights!!! its always good to find great fic 🥰

😁😁😁💛 I'm glad they were helpful! Eventually I'll do more!

#asks #im just too tired to do more now but... #eventually!!! #:D #fandom stuff

[morocosmos]

Returning - Tataru

Intro chapter | Thancred | Urianger | Y’shtola | Alphinaud, Estinien

Warrior of Light & Tataru Taru

Takes place during Endwalker, just after the end of 6.0. This is a series of vignettes on each of the Scions’ relationships with my Warrior of Light, Moro’a as he’s recovering after the end of the Final Days.

CW for mentions of serious injury

The usual buzz that surrounded the Agora had died down by the time Tataru at last finished her project. Gently cleaning the leather cords with a soft cloth, she held the charm against the light for a final appraisal, allowing herself a small smile of satisfaction as the blood pearls sparkled amongst the darker green crystals like morning rays on seawater. There we go.

With a loud huff, the lalafell rose from the table she’d been hunched over, sparing a moment to stretch her sore arms and rest her sore eyes. It really, really shouldn’t have taken this long! She was supposed to have had the whole evening for this, only she’d been interrupted by a shipment of Hannish cloths arriving a day earlier than scheduled, then delayed further when Varsarudh discovered the delivery was a half-dozen mommes short on silks. By the time she was able to return to the table the sun had long set, and her hands had raced against the bells without pause, led on by anxious urgency.

“Tataru?” Varsarudh poked her head around a pile of boxes that formed the end of a makeshift wall, peering into the corner Tataru had made for herself. The au ra had stopped by more than once, careful not to interrupt her colleague but determined to check on her all the same. “It’s just past the tenth bell. Do you want anything from the Last Stand?”

“Is that the time?” Tataru shot up from her chair, nearly knocking over the lantern she’d brought to the table for her work. Sure enough, the chronometer’s hands pointed at seven minutes past ten. “Visiting hours end at eleven – I have to go there before it gets too late!” she exclaimed in dismay. “I was so caught up in finishing, I didn’t notice…” Tataru rummaged around the table, looking for the square of paper where she’d scribbled down directions to the Physis Technon. “I’ll try to come back before closing time, but in the event that I cannot, can I trouble you and Mehdjina to close the shop without me? I’m sorry for the hassle…”

“We will be fine. I know how much this means to you.” Varsarudh cast Tataru a reassuring smile as she held something towards her. It was a small box with an accompanying lid, already lined with soft velveteen. “Here, I thought to prepare this for the charm – so that there’s no risk of damaging it on your way there. I have taken care to disinfect the box as well.”

“Oh…” A surge of emotion rose in Tataru, and tears already threatened to spill from her eyes, but she held fast; it wouldn’t do anyone any good to cry now. “Thank you so, so much!” She accepted the box from Varsarudh, gently placing the charm inside and closing the lid. “I’ll make it up to the both of you!” she promised.

Tataru walked as fast as she could without breaking into a run, the box held tightly in both hands as she thanked the Twelve for the scarcely-occupied streets. She would not have slowed even if they were bustling with people; she’d endured far worse on the tightly-packed streets of Ul’dah and Revenant’s Toll.

When Tataru found the building, wedged between several others in a rather clustered corner of the city, her resolve wavered as she stood before the tall, twin doors, and her heart felt tight in her chest. What if they didn’t let in visitors this late? Would they even allow visitors? The Scions had been informed that Moro’a had been moved to one of the facility’s recovery wards – meaning his condition was no longer critical – but they’d stressed that there was a long way to go before he was fully healed. They had every right to refuse her.

Perhaps that was it: the fear of what she might see when she stepped into that recovery room, or that Moro’a was in such a bad way that she wouldn’t be able to. Tataru knew of the struggles of battle, of injuries and death, for the Scions had weathered all these and more during the course of their endeavours. But she’d always observed it from behind the table, or within the safety of the Waking Sands or the Rising Stones. The closeness of this was…overwhelming.

Don’t give up on Moro’a now, Tataru! she scolded herself, shaking her head. Not when he’s made it this far. Gathering herself, she pushed through the doors and made for the reception desk with a determined stride. She held on as she spoke to the staff and navigated their reluctance with all the tact and graceful persuasion her years in business had taught her. It would be a swift visit, yes; the box and the charm inside had been thoroughly cleaned and disinfected so as to pose no threat to the patients. When she and the charm were at last allowed through, she held fast still as a staff member led her through corridors and stairs, before at last arriving before Ward Beta, Room 1-1-3.

The moment she entered the room, however, she couldn’t help but gasp at the sight before her. So many machines! All huddled about the bed, as though in vigil for the man they surrounded. Beeping and whirring quietly, they were more than slightly eerie with their incomprehensible screens and their many blinking lights, not unlike the ones in Castrum Meridianum, and she was deeply glad for the bright lanterns that lit the room.

She couldn’t yet see Moro’a clearly from where she stood, which gave her some time to steel herself. 

As Tataru approached the bed, she felt her face involuntarily contort with worry and anguish as the full extent of Moro’a’s condition came into view. There wasn’t much to see, which was just as well – a thin blanket concealed most of his body, and most of his exposed arms and face had been carefully bandaged. Tataru swallowed hard as she stood before the miqo’te, watching his chest rise and fall with slow, weak breaths; that nearly-serene expression of unconsciousness on his face.

Seven turns of the sun had passed since the Scions brought the Final Days to a close. Oh, how she’d raced down towards Scholar’s Harbour with Krile, filled with such relief and excitement at their return! And how swiftly their elation had been replaced with terror as only Thancred had emerged from the Ragnarok, shouting for medical aid. Krile had immediately rushed into the ship, leaving Tataru to turn back and call for help.

Tears had begun to spill down her cheeks, and she chased them away with her elbow. “Oh, Moro’a,” she said softly. Gingerly, she placed her box onto the bedside table between them, opening the lid and gently lifting the corded charm from within.

“I know I’ve given you charms like this before,” she continued, through the warbling of her throat. “And that it’s far from a guaranteed power. It hasn’t always worked…and mayhaps it’s merely a flight of fancy. But even so, if only to show the conviction of my wishes!” She placed the charm next to Moro’a, tucking it slightly beneath his pillow. Against the off-white sheets, the blood pearls shimmered beautifully in the light. “So please,” she prayed. “Please, return to us as soon as you can.”

Tataru remained there for a while, unsure of what else she could say. At last she sighed, picking up the box and holding it close to her chest. “I should be going,” she said. “Take care, Moro’a. I hope you’ll be awake the next time we meet.”

#i will get through all of these #eventually!!! #kae scribbles #'it really shouldn't have taken this long!' #same tataru same #series: returning

[seasonsbloom]

i need…… NEED….. a second part to dime store cowboy

you’ll get it anon!!

#hdjsjdjdje #eventually!!! #plus. maybe a cheeky part 3 #no promises tho SHDJFJJDJD #may answers

[ibis-radish]

I don't have any glasses for the eclipse someone relay it to me when it happens

#solar eclipse #i'll make a tag eventually

[littlemsterious]

i was thinking about that post comparing Jessica Rabbit as an asexual to Barbie and an asexual and then i thought of the Neil Gaiman post (was it a post?) about Crowley and Aziraphale being asexual sexless and then this happened.

anyways. thoughts?

sorry it took so long I meant to do this a week ago but my brain is full of rocks.

[Image ID a three sided venn diagram. the big circles show Margot Robbie's Barbie sitting in front of a mirror, Jessica and Roger Rabbit from the poster of Who Framed Roger Rabbit, and Aziraphale and Crowley from Good Omens standing back to back. Between Barbie and Jessica Rabbit it says "sexualised by society". Between Jessica Rabbit and Aziraphale and Crowley it says "Knows what sex is". Between Aziraphale and Crowley and Barbie it says "no reproductive system(?)". the center is the asexual flag. End ID]

Also i haven't seen the Barbie movie as of this edit so at least please tag your spoilers.

#please enjoy this i made it look so pretty #barbie #jessica rabbit #who framed roger rabbit #good omens #ineffable husbands #crowley #aziraphale #asexuel #i will do an image id later I’m sorry words dont exist right now #i’ve had a lot of the same questions i will respond eventually. maybe. we’ll see

[cronchy-baguette]

When all this is over, will you stay with me? For good?

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #laezel #shadowheart #lae’zel #shadowzel #more like shartzel #when im telling you they were meant for each other #what do you mean theyre both loyal followers to their god-queens who eventually forsake them and force them to become their own people #what do you mean they both crave the recognition and validation of their overseers but will never get it #the hurt/comfort of this ship is unreal yall #crying screaming sobbing

[threefuckencrowsinatrenchcoat]

Myself included tbh

#it’s a lifestyle #spn #it’s kinda a tumblr rite of passage at this point too #literally yesterday I found out ab the soap2day closing like this #and then ten minutes later people started texting me and posting on other apps freaking out #supernatural #destiel #destiel confession #destiel confession meme #dean winchester #castiel #this is also a little bit for the 196 girls who are inevitably gonna see the template eventually #196 #Reddit 196 #reddit refugee #HOW ARE PEOPLE STILL SEEING THIS ITS BEEN LIKE 6 MONTHS

[rozecrest]

hey don’t cry. spiro the bald eagle failing at catching a crab, okay?

#guys i’ve literally been thinking about this video for DAYSSS ITS SO FUNNY #if you’re wondering spiro did eventually catch a fish to court his partner misty and they had two chicks! only one survived though it was a #hard summer 💔 #island of the sea wolves #chats

[inktho]

week 4 of dressing chilchuck up in contemporary menswear

#it would be fun to throw this on a background eventually! #but for the sake of the theme. here you go #dungeon meshi #chilchuck #full illust

[callme-l]

I saw a lot of people happy with the 4 pearls, I decided to give a tip to non-readers

#percy jackson #pjo series #pjo #pjo tv show #percy jackon and the olympians #percy series #rick riordan #uncle rick #Other tip: All the blond characters will die eventually #I write to much “so”

[corpseprince]

we should talk more about cities that are vampires. cities that are cold and wet and sink into your bones and stay there. cities that are hungry and want to live. dead cities that dont know they're dead and suck the life force of their people to maintain the delusion. cities with harbors that are actually mouths; one-way entries. cities that are devastatingly lonely and see consumption as love

#eskew most obviously but also DUNWALL #the way you need to know someone inside dunwall to be able to enter it. the way the city watch can shake you down at any time #and inevitably once theyve robbed you of your papers youre stuck there #cities that are the haunting !!!! #house with a face #dishonored #it wont show up in the tags this far down right #ALSO . last thing the damn flooded district . #sooo many thoughts none of them coherent but i WILL make an actual post abt the wettest district in all of dunwall #eventually !!!

[mo-mode]

The Biblically Accurate Trio in TLT

#it’s not that they don’t have the other two it’s that they all had their smarts privileges revoked #Annabeth lost her street smarts and common sense privileges when she tried to buy all that candy with only $200 #Percy lost his common sense and book smarts privileges when he couldn’t figure out he was a son of Poseidon after using literal water powers #grover lost his book smarts and street smarts privileges after trying to reason with Medusa and a cop respectively #they’re all my children tho #don’t worry they’ll get their privileges back #eventually #percy jackson #pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson and the olympians #pjo tv show #percy jackson tv show #pjo spoilers #percy jackson the lightning thief #pjo series #annabeth chase #grover underwood

[qiinamii]

slime hat

#no slime nor slime hat owners were harmed (or were there) #genshin impact #qiiarts #lumine #xiao #traveler #nahida #wanderer #albedo #klee #qiqi #slimes #the eventual wheel of fate at the hands of a kid pyrotechnician and devious hat guy #posting faster this time the last one was literally minutes ago so enjoy #'weng weng weng wengwue weh wegh' is my favourite sound effect

[soaked-doors]

nothing happened

…nothing at all

#one piece #zolu #roronoa zoro #monkey d. luffy #*visibly shaking* #subjecting my followers to torture everytime I finish a one piece arc #but don’t worry guys. nothing happened #I’ll wax poetic about this eventually but for now all I can do is draw zoros fruitless efforts at reassuring luffy he’s fine #one piece fanart #my art

[calocreek]

Grian is a human!! (part 1 possibly)

(my minecraft + mcyt tag)

#hermitcraft #grian #mumbo jumbo #hermitblr #trafficblr #watcher lore #it will be eventually if I do all 3 parts lol #but we'll see #fanart #calocraft #also older designs bc i drew this almost a year ago