[ bloody ] except it’s younger Jill going to younger benna ——
・ '𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙻𝚈 𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙾𝙽 𝙸 𝙲𝙰𝙽 𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽 𝚃𝙾' : accepting !
𝙸𝚃'𝚂 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙶𝙾𝙾𝙳 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝙹𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙸𝚂 𝙰𝚆𝙰𝚈 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙶. when any of them are. you're waiting for the chip off a mountain. the smallest rock to fall. maybe it'll be a short tumble. most likely it'll be an avalanche, a mudslide ━ and you're just hoping you felt the trembling before you're buried under the rubble.
benedikta is under no illusion that they can go unnoticed forever. but they've been good. quiet. obedient. jill's picking up things quickly. benedikta is starting to think there is more than how it first appeared when jill arrived, delicate lace trim and silk. she's too used to modesty, to keeping her head down, to the transmutation of a bright-eyed innocent to dull-eyed supplicant to be the spoiled girl of nobility. but benedikta doesn't ask what she isn't told, and if they're not dead today or tomorrow, what does it matter?
they were supposed to meet up outside the kitchens an hour ago. the half of dinner benedikta didn't eat to save for jill has gone cold. benedikta is starting to worry. it's a prickly sensation, wet sweat matted to the nape of her neck. jill is too young. she's got a few years before it matters. she's still got a few years. ‘‘ and we've been good, ’’ benedikta murmurs, ash clutched in her closing fists.
but she should've known better. being good only goes as far as she can reach ━ her malnourished forearm, the worn down tips of her fingers, thin nailbeds ━ and it barely crosses any distance. if only her body could be a shell; a complete suit of armor; an amber casing that would protect the knobby knees and pink cheeks of that girl who helped her remember how to dream.
fuck imreann. fuck the priests and fuck sacrifice and even if they tied her down to stone, a lamb to the slaughterhouse, she'd do it for jill who had somewhere to go after all this. beneditka couldn't even fucking read. all she had was her rage and her ability to survive. so if it was up to her or jill, if it was a decision at all, then ━ and then jill arrives.
she's trying to hide a limp but failing; she's dragging her leg behind her. and when she looks up benedikta's heart crumples, cracks, a hammer taking a nail to the hairline crack of her artery, because jill's face is all red and bleeding and she's trying to smile, the cut on her lip making it all awkward with pain. ‘‘ sorry i'm late. ’’
jill tries to be strong but she can't hold it in. her voice warbles, then fails, and benedikta is already bending at her knees to hold her when she starts to cry. she's just a kid. she's got cheek fat and baby teeth and has to mend her clothes because she keeps outgrowing them. she shouldn't be worrying about where her next food is coming from or whether or not it'll be her blood they'll be scrubbing off the flagstones tomorrow.
‘‘ no i'm sorry, ’’ benedikta says, and all the words in her throat sting, ‘‘ i'm sorry i wasn't there. but i'm here now, okay jill? i'm here. ’’ she tears off part of her clothes ━ it's fine, it's all just rags anyway ━ and she wipes the blood off jill's face, dabbing away the grime with a gentle touch. benedikta swears she'll kill them all. she'll scream and tear until there's nothing of her left. in this moment though, she's got jill, and they're both alive, and jill probably isn't hungry but she'll at least save the bread for later.
and it'll be okay. it'll be alright for as long as they can manage. ‘‘ if i'm here no one else can hurt you, ’’ benedikta tries to reassure. she lifts jill off her feet ━ the girl barely weighs anything at all, but she's not strong either ━ and holds her close, chest to chest, heart to heart, swaying from the extra weight. jill's face is wet where she presses it into benedikta's collarbone, arms wrapped around her neck. ‘‘ we'll find a good place under the sky, okay? and i'll tell you your favorite story, the one about wolves. ’’ jill nods wordlessly into her skin. ‘‘ and you can hold my hand until you fall asleep tonight. just this once. ’’
‘‘ promise? ’’ jill's voice is shrill, feeble and damp.
‘‘ yeah. ’’ benedikta's throat is closed. it's hard to talk through it. ‘‘ yeah, of course, ’’ she says a little stronger. ‘‘ i promise. ’’
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you either die a hero or live long enough to be pushed into the role of the villain by your family
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seeing boruto content on the dash and shaking my head the whole time to make sure my mutuals know i disapprove of the content
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whats so fun about the vaccinator (vacc slander)?
You come to my blog and disrespect me like that.
Have some vaccinator propaganda.
Some textless panels that I enjoyed drawing and rambling about the vaccinator medigun under the cut.
Surprise, it's only medic.
I am not saying the vaccinator is not absolutely broken, I 100% feel dirty using it against a badly coordinated team, hence I wouldn't mind if it received a nerf in the future.
A lot of people analyse the vaccinator as only useful against a badly coordinated enemy team, but I think it's much better as a weapon for when your own team sucks ass has bad synergy, since any form of uber is pretty much wasted on everyone (if you can even build enough charge). To compensate for everyone's mistakes, just make sure they stay alive long enough to capture points and push the cart. Everyone will automatically stay with you, and soon you'll have a nice meat shield of 4 people swarming around you. You know it's working, when there's suddenly 3 demoknights and a spy after you.
I love micromanaging my resistance bubbles, and I love micromanaging my team without them noticing that I'm doing it. Pressing the R-button to rotate through resistances feels like such a much more engaging contribution to the battles your patients are fighting.
Vaccinator is busted, but absolutely not boring.
And to close this rambling, here's my fav video about the vaccinator:
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Happy World Frog Day! 🐸
I hate to make this a commercialised holiday, but you may be interested to know that I sell some frog-related merch on RedBubble, including the poster shown above, stickers, and other fun stuff like an awesome froggy shower curtain! I have one at home, and it’s excellent. Profits go towards supporting your local frog scientist.
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I was going to wait and poke at this a bit more, but the excitement of Upcoming Episode 7 took over. :') so here's one of my alt ideas for Silver's UM poster! this time with more Diasomnia-appropriate colors (that said, you can tear the pink fluffy clouds away from my cold dead hands)
I also recorded this one, for anyone who's interested in that kind of thing! it includes all my fuckups and changing my mind and spending forever adding details before deciding it looks better without, so, uhhh, enjoy my failures! (I kept trying to draw in his jacket details...it never worked...) also featuring lots of drawing on the wrong layer, forgetting how jackets work, and the black censor boxes of continually forgetting to turn off pop-up notifications. hope you like watching me draw birds!
here it is, combined and compressed down to about 10 minutes long (with a warning for flickering and flashing colors from sped-up zooming/layer changes): [ link ]
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