#no regrets tho it felt so good to draw them

[onlymagpie]

Hanza :) Trying a different rendering technique.

(Angoulême design inspired by @kashuan 's artwork!!)

#the witcher #wiedźmin #hanza #hansa #i wish to give them all a hug.. i love them sm........ #this started as a series of doodles but spiralled way out of control #no regrets tho it felt so good to draw them #also i did not forget zoltan and percival!!! they are in the works i promise 🙏🙏 #geralt #dandelion #milva #cahir mawr dyffryn aep ceallach #emiel regis #angoulême #magpie draws #fanart #art #the witcher art #the witcher books

[clouds-by-me]

𝓞𝓱 𝓽𝓸 𝔀𝓲𝓼𝓱, 𝓲 𝔀𝓪𝓼𝓷’𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓼

Chapters; [Previous] [Next] Warnings: mentions of being chained up/having chain on(in a non-sexual way), passing out, panic attack(somewhat) An| I'm sorry it took so long to get this posted. I honestly started it then took a pause, then continued it. So did I forget what happened most of this chapter? Yes, yes I did. No regrets tho<3

A whisper...

Such a quiet and bearly audible sound.

What was this voice trying to tell him? He couldn't tell. He could only make out a few words from the voice.

..... ... me. You .... .. .... me. .... fall ... ..... tricks!

The only part he can clearly understand is when the voice tells him that the voice is a guide, a friend. For some reason the feeling of something warm was inside him, as if he was warmed from his heart to the rest of his body. What was this feeling? Who was in his ear? Why did he trust this voice so much?

"Traveler! Traveler!" Paimons voice faded back into the blond ear as they faded back into reality. "Traveler are you ok! You aren't answering Paimon!" Her eyes started to shimmer with tears, as they pricked her eyes. The Traveler heard something that told him to comfort his scared friend. He sighed softly, opening his arms for his friend to hug him. Tears flowed from her eyes as soon as she made contact with him. The size difference made it so the Traveler could easily wrap their arms around his child sized friend, who struggled to get her arms to his mind back.

"Paimon was so scared, you just stopped moving and talking, and then you just fell over! You weren't breathing, or responding! But you were so warm and Paimon was so confused!"

The Traveler looked around just now realizing that they were on the soft forest floor. Looking back at their friend they sighed "Paimon, I'm sorry. It won't happen again." Their voice was laced with worry and guilt , but their chest still radiated that warm and comforting feeling from before. Looking at their companion, they noticed just how tight she was holding onto them. This wasn't the first time she thought that she was going to lose her blond friend. The Traveler wondered what was different about this time.

Had she still not been used to almost losing her friend, even after all this time? Or was there something she wasn't telling them?

The Traveler stood up, still holding the small being, not that she would be letting go anytime soon. They began to walk in some direction. They felt their body move subconsciously, but they weren't to worried. They was confident that he could protect Paimon and themself from any danger that may or may not come their way.

As they walked they heard the same voice from earlier telling them to make a right, and they obliged, making a steady turn to the right. In that direction the trees and vines seemed to grow thicker and harder to walk around. Yet they continued forward, curious to see where this voice would lead them. After so long of listening to the gentle voice and following its instructions them found themselves at the base of a small mountain. Upon closer inspection, the traveler found the symbols for each element dimly glowing behind thick layer of vines. Out of curiosity the Traveler cautiously moved closer, careful to not wake the sleeping Paimon in their arms. Placing their hand on the element that they resided with at the moment they hummed at the warm feeling the element radiated.

Not even a second after the sound of rocks moving sounded in the Traveler ear, causing them to jump up, holding their friend closer, sword already out and ready to defend against whatever made the sound. Their shoulders relaxed at the sight of a opening in the base of the mountain where there used to be only stone. Something about what was within the cave caught the Traveler attention and was easily drawing them in. With each step the Traveler felt good wind brush against their bare skin, the cold feeling very different from the warm air they were just in. Light from crystal flys illuminated what was supposed to be a dark cave.

The light however wasn't bright enough for the Traveler to see the figure that looked behind them, watching them closely and noticing every single move the Traveler made. "Hello, Traveler." The figure spoke now standing in the middle of the open area.

To the Traveler the voice was fairly familiar, and they couldn't tell if they were hearing the voice within their head or if someone was actually talking to them. Feeling the need to turn around, they did. Only now did they see the other person. If the Traveler didn't know any better they would've tried to attack the unknown person, but the rationality in their mind told them not to. They didn't know what this other person was cable of, and they didn't know this person intentions. They could tell that this person wasn't apart of the fatui so for now the Traveler deemed this person safe.

"Who are you? And why did you lead me here?" The Traveler slowly asked, careful to watch their words.

"I have many titles, many however call me the Creator, or their grace. Sometimes even the divine one" the person spoke with a gentle and elegant tone, yet laced in their voice was something like discomfort.

"As for my name...it's lost. Lost within time. You may call me one of my titles for now though. Until it is found again. Now for the reason I guided you hear. I need some help." The person took a step closer, and glanced down, to which the Traveler followed their gaze. Past their clothes they could see chains around their ankles, chest, and neck. As of they were an animal. Handcuffs bound their hands together.

"Who did this to you?" The Traveler hesitantly asked.

"The star." The Traveler became confused, more than they already were, that is. "Think about it. I can't tell you, you have to think about what you know about me and the stories that you've heard." The Traveler thought for a moment but was quickly interrupted.

"You have to go now! Quickly! And quietly! Come back here at 6 am tomorrow morning. Understood?" They hushed the Traveler the same way they came, then before disappearing back into the cave, a rock wall forming where the enterence once was.

"The star...?"

#genshin impact #black reader #genshin #reader insert #x reader #gn reader #Oh to wish series #Creator! Reader #Poc reader #self aware tension #sagau x reader #self aware genshin #genshin impact sagau #genshin sagau

[insomniac-shado]

RANDOM CREEPYPASTA HEADCANONS !!!!!! (Clocky, Nina, Jane & Liu)

I sent someone a hc so now i must tell you all mine (mainly their relationships to one another)

CLOCKWORK:

The hands on clockwork’s clock eye spin whenever she’s nervous or flustered. It happens around jane all the time

Clockwork also really likes owls. Like when she wasnt drawing gore she’d draw owls instead (there would be tons of small doodles of them on the edges of her homework n stuff)

She’s also fairly insecure about the stitches on her mouth. Like, she immediately regretted doing this to herself, and ever since she absolutely hated how they looked but has always been too scared to pull them out. She loved wearing masks during covid 100%

She also mainly kills adults. Isn’t sure quite why she kills people at this point. Clockwork’s fucked in the head and is generally a very twisted person, so she knows that at least, but still doesn’t really have an exact reason for it. Revenge? Satisfaction? She just can’t figure it out. But doesn’t give a fuck either way.

NINA:

I have my own sort of au(ish?) surrounding Nina bc man I love her so much (SHES MY 2ND FAV PASTA MY GIRL DOESNT DESERVE THE HATE SHE GETS </3) so a lot of these hcs will have to do with that

Ok now to actual headcanons

Nina regrets killing her family. She felt it was a good idea at first because she wanted to be more like Jeff when she was obsessed with him, but eventually she lost feelings for him and now regrets all of it. It haunts her at night.

She’s extremely hyper as well. Like always moving, whether its bouncing her leg when sitting or tapping her foot while standing, just movement always no matter what. Even in her sleep she never stops moving, wakes up in the weirdest positions all the time with her blankets half off the bed (i may be projecting slightly for this one)

After her obsession with Jeff ended, Nina didn’t really kill anyone that much. After what she did to her family she couldn’t. Nina still has the urges to hurt people but every time she tries she just sees her family and can rarely go through with it. She does occasionally kill people though, mainly if she’s extremely upset or angry. A sick form of stress relief if you will

Nina and Jane get along fairly well, surprisingly enough. Nina hates Jeff almost as much as Jane does (she blames Jeff for everything that happened) and it was this mutual hatred of him that brought the two together. They aren’t the closest of friends, but do spend a lot of time together (aka Nina is homeless and crashed at Jane’s house most of the time)

Nina also didn’t really get much education. I mean she killed everyone when she was 11 and has been on the run ever since, and she also just really hated school and didn’t want to anyways.

JANE (“The True Story” version):

Jane, like Clockwork, is very self conscious about her appearance. After all, she did get seriously burnt and disfigured when Jeff set her on fire, and she never leaves the house without her mask. She rarely takes it off. Even when sleeping. She only lets people very close to her see her face (Aka Clockwork, Nina, & Liu) and even then it’s very rare. Also longsleeves, pants, gloves- she likes having as much of her skin covered as possible.

She’s very close with Liu actually. Jane sees him as a brother. When Liu survived Jeff’s stabbing he was out on his own for a long time, and ended up stumbling across Jane after like a year of total isolation. Him and her became good friends not just because of how Jeff affected them but the two generally just fit together well, they’ve been really good friends for a while now (I LOVE THESE TWO SO MUCH THO LIKE THEYRE BEST FRIENDS FR!!)

Another thing about Jane is that she’s not a killer like the others, really. She doesn’t even know how she got that title herself, her whole purpose is killing Jeff yes but Jane would never hurt an innocent person. Does she particularly give a shit if people get hurt? Not really. Not unless she cares about them deeply. Jane doesn’t care about Jeff’s victims; she just wants him dead on account of her own personal experience. But she’d never hurt anyone who didn’t deserve it.

This actually causes quite some problems between her and Clockwork. I ship these two hard but I would be lying if I didn’t say this was a major tension point. Again Jane doesn’t really get hurt from these people dying, but the two definitely clash in the sense of morals specifically.

LIU

I have my own sort of story for Liu, mainly because since there are so many different interpretations I didn’t know which to choose. Same as Nina i may talk ab it later

Liu’s had it rough since Jeff died. Like, BAD. He didn’t really have anyone else during that time and was alone for a while. When he met Jane he was much happier, but also discovered he was fairly scared of losing them. Jeff had taken away everything from him, and he was so so scared that it would happen again with Jane. With how her and Jeff hated each other, Liu’s had several nightmares about her getting killed. He doesn’t really trust Nina that much though, since she used to be like- Jeff’s biggest fan. He sees she’s changed and is a better, SOMEWHAT healthier person, but he has trouble trusting or being around her anyways.

Speaking of, MASSIVE trust issues, but also gets attached way too easily. The person closest to him stabbed him in the back in the worst way imaginable and now he’s terrified of it happening again. Yet at the same time after a year of being completely alone he’s so desperate for connection that he’ll rush into friendships anyways. It’s sort of this weird guessing game, which side of him you’ll get first, and it depends from person to person.

Sort of random and totally unrelated to what i was just talking about but he really likes forests. Being out in nature snd just exploring the calm environment (especially with friends) is one of his favorite activities.

#clockwork #clockwork headcanons #clockwork creepypasta #natalie oulette #nina the killer #nina the killer headcanons #nina the killer creepypasta #nina creepypasta #nina hopkins #jane the killer #jane the killer headcanons #jane everlasting #(i think thats her kast name i forgot) #jane the killer creepypasta #jane creepypasta #liu #liu creepypasta #homicidal liu #homicidal liu headcanons #liu headcanons creepypasta #liu woods

[freuleinanna]

tracked down

Characters: Travis Hackett, reader Chosen ending: The were!Hacketts are dead, the counselors gang might as well have lived Short summary: You were the extra counselor that summer, so you participated in the fun campy werewolf activities, and not without consequences. Silly something that jumped to my mind bc who wouldn't want Travis to track them down Words count: 1081

Tags: @sadclowncat (I'm SO sorry for mistag earlier!!), @sera-wonderland, @b33barlowsstuff, @imperfectjam (also, tagging those who wanted something w/ our man Travis or Travis x reader, all future stuff will be at (# anna writes the quarry))

(the gif is just to show the character, it's not this exact scene, but the message seems right tho)

You took one look at the badge – and bolted. Within a split of a second some regret managed to sink through. You should’ve made a goddamn poker face, but now it was too late for that. Now you just had to run.

The cop reacted like any good cop should, by starting the chase. Unlike any good cop, he didn’t shout any warnings, he just straight-up sprinted behind you. Like a Terminator. Unsurprisingly, being the 1st film Sarah Connor sucked ass. Only she lived to see a second film, and then some. You might not have this luxury.

The cop tackled you near the window while you were trying to jerk it open.

‘Going somewhere, haunts&curses2573?’

Your whole body froze for a moment. He knew. His voice wasn’t smug, though, just edgy. Tired, even. The cop held you face down on the floor but seemed to try not to hurt you. You held your head up as best you could.

‘Who the fuck are you?’ ‘Are you gonna run if I let you go?’ ‘What the fuck do you want?’ ‘Are you?!’ ‘I know my rights, okay?!’ now you were really panicking. ‘I know my fucking rights!’ ‘DO YOU WANNA TALK LIKE ADULTS OR DO I CUFF YOU TO A RADIATOR?!’ ‘GET THE FUCK OFF ME!’

You heard a grunt, then some cursing under the breath.

‘Cuffs it is, then.’

You felt the metal on your skin, and next thing you knew, you were facing the room, with the cuff link gleefully clanking against the radiator pipe and the cop carefully moved to a safe, unkickable distance. That’s the first time you saw him properly. Not exactly young, with a shade of stubble on the cheeks and chin. Slightly tilting his head to the side. He squatted, keeping his eyes on your level. Something about his whole figure was just… unnerving.

‘Please,’ your throat was suddenly parched and the voice came out harsh, ‘please … I don’t know what you want from me, okay?’

A slight annoyed eye-roll followed.

‘Yeah, that’s why you ran. Uh-huh.’ ‘I… I…’ ‘Quit the damn tune, Y/L/N’ he cut you off, slightly pinching the bridge of his nose. ‘I’ve had an awful coupl’a months chasing you down, but unlike you, I can do my job right.’

You yanked the cuff slightly, not actually hoping for anything. And nothing happened. What a surprise. You yanked some more just out of spite.

‘Happy now?’ cold, calm voice didn’t match the appearance one bit, but perfectly matched the prying eyes. ‘Wanna do some more running?’

You shook your head, drawing your legs closer to yourself.

‘Good, ‘cause you’re gonna SIT YOUR ASS DOWN AND LISTEN!’ you jerked and the sudden rise of the voice. The cop… really, he looked irritated. And irritated cops are never a good story. Terminator 2 covered that as well. ‘Am I clear?’

You nodded. He sighed sympathetically.

‘Look, kid. My name is Travis Hackett,’ a meaningful pause. ‘Like the Hackett’s Quarry.’

And then it came together. Of course. Of-fucking-course. He was studying you, as if making sure you won’t suddenly decide to chew your arm off and run. You had half a heart to do just that.

‘…shit,’ that was all you could say. Not very eloquent, but very true. ‘Exactly,’ the cop nodded generously. ‘You’ve fucked up big time.’ ‘I didn’t do any-’ ‘Ah,’ he stopped you with a motion of his hand. ‘I suggest you shut up and really don’t piss me off now, because I really don’t wanna take out my gun. Especially, since it’s loaded with silver.’

Bastard knew it right away, from your eyes. Read your face like a note on the fridge. The uneasy tug pulled in your stomach. You were fucked. Absolutely fucked in a totally non-unfuckable goddamn way, but the stupid kid inside you still tried to wiggle their way out.

‘W-what does silver hav--’ ‘Did I not just say to NOT PISS ME OFF?!’

That’s what, a third strike? Thoughts ran around your brain in a sort of dancing fever. There was no way out for you. The only way was through, and it could just be that on the other side of the tunnel you’d be met by a silver bullet. Not on the full moon, but still… The Hackett cop seemed to have calmed down a notch. His brother, you remembered. His brother and the kids. They died that night. It’s a wonder the silver bullet didn’t come first. You suddenly felt really cold.

‘What do you want?’ you asked flatly. Trevor Hackett, or whatever his name was, was kind of staring you down. Full-on drama. ‘You figured it out, didn’t you, Y/N? When the moon came and you turned, you figured it out,’ he gave you a moment to chime in, and when you didn’t, finished darkly with a disapproving shake of the head. ‘The White Wolf is still alive. So you went and sent all those trinkets you found out there to that goddamn podcast, didn’t you? What were you hoping for? A crowd of werewolf-hunters who’d put him down for you?’

He was surprisingly accurate, that Trampy-whatever. Travis, it struck you, the name was Travis. Probably should remember that for later, if that later ever comes. It didn’t really seem like it, though.

‘That… was the plan, yeah,’ you mumbled awkwardly. ‘Well, congrats, mastermind. You created a fucking pilgrim path for every dumbass who ever wanted to snoop around and smell werewolf shit.’

His voice was dripping with sarcasm. A bit more, and the floor beneath would be a goner, burnt right down to the basement. That would’ve been fucking hilarious, only it wasn’t anywhere near funny.

‘Do you want to see the body count? Maybe the local town reports on rabid dogs? Hmm?’ ‘Alright, I get it, I fucked up,’ you snarked, not being able to take the blame-pushing anymore. ‘So what, you dragged your ass out here to shoot me? Cover for your fucked-up family once again? What the fuck do you want?’

The cop’s face changed. You didn’t understand how, exactly. It took you a few moments to catch up, but you got it just as he finished saying that next words. Then it beamed on you. He didn’t look angry anymore. He seemed regretful. As if he was sorry for something he was about to do.

‘Full moon’s in 10 days. I’m sorry, kid. I’m really sorry, but I’m gonna need your help to end this.’

#i promise i'm gonna do sth for other characters as well i got a few ideas!! #it's just the creepy cop got me #the quarry #the quarry spoilers #the quarry game #travis hackett #travis hackett x reader #travis x reader #travis hackett fics #anna writes the quarry #something i wrote

[girlymatsu]

7,8,10,31,50 hiiiiiiii hiiiiiii hiiiiiii hiiiiiii hiiiiiiiiiiiiihiiiiiiiiii

HIIIIII 7.Do they have any unusual fears? SNAILS LMAO just like u and me sable.............. she saw a bunch gather together in her dog's bowl once and cried and had to get her dad to empty it out. she doesn't like bugs very much in general but thats not that unusual. i think she has normal fears that are the Horrors

8.Do they collect anything? If so what and why? Erina is a shopaholic so there are various things she will buy but not enough to start a real collection of, may think of starting one but falls through after realizing sh has a hoarding problem and is not an actual appreciator of things... like she loves cute toys, will have an abundance of plushies but then they fall on the floor because she rolls around so much in her sleep and forgets to pick them up. But even tho she knows this about herself she will continue to buy things like keychains and statuettes that could possible turn into a collection but are thrown around carelessly

10.Do they have any regrets? I think Erina has a lot of regrets... she is both nostalgic and a secret pessimist so there's a lot of regretting and anxiety in her past actions. Like in college she regrets trying to social climb and still felt lonely with no close relationships. She will regret a lot of friendships that have come and gone. She regrets her first and only relationship before osomatsu, where it ended really fast and poorly because she wasnt ready for the emotional weight (was too paranoid and dishonest with her feelings, was with someone out of pressure, and ended up getting more sad because her ex ended up moving onto a new relationship very fast.) etc etc she has many regrets that she feels were her fault

31. What superpower would you choose for them and what would they choose for themselves? If they have one would they choose something else? hmmm ive thought of erina maybe having villain powers like if bottled up feelings rolled off her and manifested as little bugs or imps that turn other people into funny monsters (precure style)... but if theyre good feelings theyre little fairies that look like her and give u little kiss <3 .. and about what erina would choose... erina is only about aesthetics so she chooses powers based off what outfit she would wear as a superhero, so she would be like "i wanna be a puppy makeup hero and summon a big bone weapon and its really sexy like *draws outfit*"

50. What is your favorite thing about them? I love that she is... silly cutie... LIKE trying to be a flashy party goer but inexperienced and naive and overall cringe fail. it is cute... gap moe wild peppy gyaru is a virgin loser too... a little innocent, is cute <3

#asks #osoart #erina #HOPE THIS IUS INTERESTING

[lonely-soul-02]

Ur not wrong about the US but I have to say they used to have much bigger fan base there and more media coverage there before the break up so it (the break up)was bad for their legacy I think you can’t argue with that....

I think they could’ve become bigger in Europe tho. There was potential. Ex. Did u know that Liam solo played bigger venue in Amsterdam that Oasis ever did? With good albums and right promotion they could’ve achieve more, I know few bands who got bigger when they were older

Oasis tours in the US were still relatively healthy but album sales were down (from memory, I haven't looked it up). I don't think they would have achieved any more in the US by staying together. In fact, one could argue they would have hurt their overall legacy had they stayed together because the conflict between Liam and Noel worsened. They argued more over the songs and who should sing them, which direction the band should go in. Liam was ever more paranoid about Noel taking his job and resisted Noel's yearning for more musical variety, but at the same time wouldn't let him have an outlet in the form of a side project. Noel felt artistically constrained and was in bed with sleazy journalists, further eroding Liam's trust. And as Noel has said, once you have 4 song writers all vying for a slot or two on the album, it starts to get a lot more complicated. It happens to the best of them. See the Beatles.

Saying that, Dig Out Your Soul is my 2nd favourite Oasis album! They went out on a high as far as I'm concerned, but I know a large portion of the fan base hate that album, or think it weak. Many, if not most people in general regard the Oasis discography as consisting of 2 excellent records, 1 half-way decent one, and all the rest forgettable.

Re: Liam solo. Yeah, a BIG draw of seeing Liam is hearing him sing Oasis songs. That's why I think an Oasis reunion would be good for them in select countries in Europe (Italy especially) and other markets like Japan, Argentina and Brasil where they have a devoted following. I really hope it happens.

On a related note, Noel sums it up best as to why they didn't last in the US. The headline is a bit clickbaitish, he does explain himself and no, he's not dissing Liam.

#ask #oasis split #oasis reunion speculation #oasis #Liam gallagher #noel gallgaher

[madfantasy]

Dear blogging

So happy I finished one of my biggies, happeir it made other's day (or just hurt their feels, I'm sorry I know im depressing heh 8"c

Hugs to dears💛

I've been doing nothing but strictly drawing lately, thanks to the wave of bugs that is paralysing my normal focus and gives me constant nightmares that jolts me awake every time I'm desperately fallen asleep. They are not as intense anymore, thankfully, but my paranoia wouldn't let out.

On the bright side, I am drawing more than ever and those sticky notes taken down at last after a century of em up 8D ✨️✨️✨️

(Just wanted to show a sense of their volume at the beginning, these are just the ones who perished and I thought I came out to piles of dirt, at first x'c)

In the pauses between the signing muse in my brain, in complete immersion, i don't remember what got me to guardians discussing something, and it came about the subject of mental health and trauma. Some way or another, I managed to tell one of my truths, which is that I am fairly certain that I am on the spectrum. Of course, it started with the usual denial and unreasonable yelling. Yelling that automatically shuts me down, but I yelled back even though my voice wasn't helping. It keeps disappearing alongside the ability to find words as I try to explain it all. Finally, I felt it dawned on them, and only when they said they 'now know it is to find help with', I broke down. They were comforting me by keep saying we'll fix it. I wanted to say it's not something broken to be fixed, but I was deep in hyperventilation to be able to articulate it..

It has been a few weeks since then, and I didn't want to bring it up because my chest was hurting me too long after the ordeal.

In a way, I don't know why i bothered to tell them because realistically, they can't do anything. As everything dear or near to me, I can't tell them causally, and it never had real bearing on anything. They need tending cause they are ill and elderly, and i do my best until it comes to dealing with people, I become just as crippled and can't function without them. I never show them my art, or tell em i want surgery for my dysphoria or I'm none of society's conditioning of identities or whatever they are willfully ignorant in. But I make points to remind them that im not a mere gender and I still correct them when they wrong name me, my simplest wishes they can't comply with. Even by the religionlNthey uphold, not to call women a degrading word in arabic that means that she is a forbidden object, they kept using it it but not around me... I don't know why i try, but they are my world, my only world, and the only humans i know and depend on. I'm not able to do anything now but draw, everything else i tried to do i either have forgotten or have no further means to do more, I might as well have forgotten how to speak English if it wasn't in everything I communicate with, consume and own set to it, and every now nd then write these so called diaries, ive already forgotten how to write my precious poems in arabic, or write in arabic as swiftly as i used to. I wake up most days with complete apathy or regret that I'm still living and costing to take space in this world.. my guardian asked me, who in support or women driving and having independent lives, if I could right now a chance learn to drive, will I do it. I said no. Even tho for years I knew with upmost certainty that I could do it, I always wanted to do it and have endless dreams of me driving, I always studied the booklets with our car to learn the road signs and all. But now I can't. Things I did by force of necessity on my own, I can't do anymore. I know I'm not the good elder sibling either cause I'm not always there to argue for my siblings, and it adds more and more to the guilt I can't clear, but I try buy them toys or a meal every chance I get commissioned.

I don't know what can be set in motion, at least I know I can hold on till 36, and while still having my drawing list to go through. Even with the same old interests, or hyperfixations should i say, things I can't change and seemingly have no gain posting around, especially when it comes to fanart. Otherwise, will be doodling fantasy junk such as these on me own

I wish all of you the best 🍀

Crying with makeup on and then laughing cuz I forgot I tried to do art on my face and now we can add 'crying in makeup' to our first time experiences lo' 10 pm, 6.6.2023

#text #drawing journey #personal

[elemom]

okay i wanted to expand a bit on the post i made about ikkan 5D chess with an Actual explanation of my hcs

I’m really starting to like the idea that the members of sqsq had major character development between s1 and s3.

TLDR:

Ichiya is described as selfish, overconfident, etc, and i would imagine fame just Amplified that. He probably has the gifted kid syndrome of “everything comes easy to me so i don’t even have to try” despite the fact that raw talent can only get you so far. He’s the peak example of a gifted adhd kid who gets gifted kid burnout. I imagine that’s why we didn’t see any music from him in that time- he was burnt out, because he found out that running a band (or, solo career) is HARD and it’s more than just banging out some tunes. It’s not until he recovers (maybe with the help of unnamed clam guy? trying to fit them into this nintendo pls give us the lore) that he and the others can start front roe. Finally, after all these years, that true “potential” has come to fruition and squid squad truly no longer needs Ikkan to do the heavy lifting. I think during the hiatus he did some self reflecting- one of my hcs is that he hit a MAJOR creative block, which he endlessly tried to overcome but never found himself able to until he realized what was ACTUALLY causing it. Only after that was he able to meet back up with everybody and start making music again. Maybe there’s some good ol’ power of friendship going on, with him realizing that it’s okay to not be able to do everything on your own and that he WASN’T this perfect rock star he thought he was.

Which isn’t to say Ikkan is perfect. I’m starting to like the hc that he’s blunt to a fault and doesn’t spend a lot of time thinking about what others might feel about the things he said. I think leaving sqsq was an impulse decision, probably after one of the band members (likely ichiya) did something stupid. Ikkan didn’t say much about leaving, and he REALLY came to regret that. When he realized he seriously hurt everybody, he just. Withdrew. He felt too ashamed to try and really apologize, because he felt so awful about how he went about leaving. It was Warabi who really pushed him to Finally talk to them. (Although at this point i hc Ichiya hadn’t had his Character Development yet and went OFF on Ikkan, leaving Warabi to pick up the pieces and convince Ichiya that Ikkan isn’t a bad person. (Ichiya and Ikkan ended up becoming pretty good friends through this)

As for Nami and Murasaki, I don’t have too much on them simply because I had to scrap a lot of my hcs about them bc i realized it didn’t fit in with the lore. I’m Working On It. If anybody has any ideas tho i’d love to hear em lol. My original hcs were that Nami joined competitive tower control and Murasaki went to college, but i’m still iffy on if that works for them. Nami MIGHT have made some solo music, but I don’t think it ever really went anywhere

Anyway, after all this happens, Ikkan is able to actually apologize and Ichiya accepts it, giving an apology himself. Now that he’s in a new band, Ikkan realizes that Ichiya has finally grown to reach that potential. He isn’t going to rejoin or anything because he doesn’t want to undo all that progress, but he and Warabi agree to make a cameo on Front Roe’s newest song, Sandy Side Up. From this point on, i think they’re friends again :)

Thank you for reading have a bonus drawing. (tumblr is glitching so it might just show up as another deeply flawed ichiya, thanks tumblr)

#splatbands #splatoon #squid squad #i want to write a fic about this but i have ADHD and i have never been able to finish a longform fic #but MAN. there’s like no splatbands fic yet there’s so much potential #it makes me wanna at least TRY #i have so many thoughts about these funny sea creatures

[hitsuthewerewolf]

Hy, this is the first time I ever wrote fan fiction of this, the whole story just pop up in my head as I look at @cassidyisnowdrawing drawing of mk red son and yeah, I want to share it with you guys!

Credit for the inspiration: @cassidyisnowdrawing

(Sorry if its bad tho..and bad grammar!)

(Psst, there juicy moment for red son and mk to, hehe)

Mk pov:

He look down on the fire in his hand, remembering what PIF said to him as he stood there try to hold his tear from falling down "I can't believe you lost to those pathetic human, I didn't raise such a pathetic excuse of a child!" Said PIF, "I... I try my best mother.. B.. But-" "But what!? Ugh! You're to soft and weak! I can't believe I have a son like you! I wish back there you just di-" PIF said quickly covering her mouth as she watch tear running down MK eyes, she didn't mean to go to far "Mk.. " PIF say as she try to reach to Mk, but he step back while trying to hold his feeling in "I'm sorry for being to weak mother.. " he say while looking down

Even though PIK look down on her son for being to soft, she still love her child, but her ego come first before her love, she watch as the boy walk away, regretting what she say, she just stay silent and that's the worst decision she ever make

Mk slam his bedroom door and run to his bed crying and sobbing, feeling useless and pathetic, laying down on he's bed trying to calm himself down but it get worse everytime he remember what his mother say "I'm so useless and pathetic.. " (oh my god, this break my heart :' ), back to reality, mk walk up to where he keeps all his book, he sit down and look through every book to find something that can help him

After what felt like forever, he found something that can help him, a spell that can help him but, the risk of using it, he will not be the same ever again, the sweet mk will be gone forever, as he sat there thinking about it, he say to himself "it's not a big deal right, after all this is the one thing mother and father want.. " as he take the book with him

Standing there after drawing something on the floor and start to read the spell out loud (I don't know what to name the spell, can you guys help me :' ), slowly the floor start glowing, as he continue to the last part of the spell he look around "what th- nothing happen! Ugh, did I read the wro-" suddenly mk feel something strange and felt like he was being stab

"ARGGG!!" Mk screaming in pain as he fall to his knees, everything start to get dark, mk fall unconscious, after a few moment, he wake up feeling different.. Feel kinda good he think? As he look around, his room is such a mess, as he stand up looking down on his hand, he start to laugh like crazy "so, this is what it's feel huh", crack! The door open as mk look at the door seeing his mom panic and worry face, " WHAT HAPPEN, ARE YOU OK!? " PIF rush over to mk, or is it really mk?, "I'm fine, why? " "me and your father hear you scream in pain while ago but we can't get in, like something blocking the door!" She say, worry in her voice "I'm fine, I'm not that weak" mk said, PIF feel relief for a bit and look around the messy room

"Mother" immediately PIF look at mk as he call for her "I think i need some time to clear my mind a little bit" mk say with no emotion, "sure, whatever, get back before dinner" say PIF, mk nodded and disappear into the fire

Mei: soooooooo, what chu Wanna do today? *looking at green*

Green son: i don't really know, what about you?

Mei: hmmmmmmm, we can go play game at the arcade

Green: sound good enough

As the two of them about to go to the arcade, mk appear from the fire in front of them, "why hello there" mei and green son surprise by mk that suddenly appear out of nowhere, "what do you want now.. " green said, "nothing just checking" mk reply, mei immediately summon her staff and point it to mk "just get to the point" suddenly mk smile strangely, not like the friendly mk like before

Mei:*hold her staff kinda scared mk who is smiling at them*

Green: spill it out!

Mk: oh shush hot stuff, don't need to be rush~

Green:*immediately his face turn red*

Mei:*pov* what is going on with him

Green:*take his sword out*

Mk:*start to attack them*

Mei and green son:"immediately Dodge mk attack*

Mei: holy- aaahh!

Green: what th-

Mk start attacking with no mercy, laughing like crazy "weak pathetic mortal! * keep shooting fire at them, " WHATS GOT INTO HIM, HE USUALLY NOT LIKE THIS!!" Mei shout trying not to die, "idk, but that is not him anymore! " green say dodge the fire, after almost half of the city burn down, mei and green immediately plan how to escape for now, they need plan and backup, "where do you think you're going!" Mk shout attacking them, "This is not good green!!!" "I try to get my bike, you hold him back!" green quickly call his bike "this is not helping green!!!"

As soon as the bike arrive, green quickly grab mei and drive as fast as the bike can, mk try to chase them but to late, "tch!" Disappear into the fire once again, mei and green arrive at pigsy noodle shop "HELP!!!" mei shout as she drop down tired, "kid, what happen?" Pigsy ask as he put down a bowl of noodle, "we.. Arg.. Need help, mk attacking us a while ago" say mei, "yea, but there's something about him that not right, it's like it's not him anymore!" Green continue, tang on the other hand eating noodle "what do you mean by that? " tang say while eating "Hey! " pigsy shout looking at tang

Mei: he.. Agh.. Appear in front of us out of nowhere and attack me and green

Green: but not like him before, usually he kinda all shy, soft kinda way *face a little pink* EHEM! But this time, it's is like he's no longer the same person

Mei: attacking with no mercy, ugh!.. I almost die

Green: don't be dramatic

Pigsy: so, what you're saying mk is

Mei: completely turn evil, yea

Tang: are you sure?

Green: do we look like we're joking around!

Pigsy: lets call sandy and we can discuss about this

Back to mk

"AGH!" Punch the wall as hard as he can destroying the wall, "what is happening here!? " PIF say from behind mk, "I'm so close, just a little bit more.. " mk said to himself

PIF: what are you talking about- *as she try to reach to mk, mk suddenly slap her hand away* what the-

Mk: don't touch me

PIF: THAT IS NO WAY OF SPEAKING TO YOUR MOTHER!

DBK: What is going on here

Mk:*look away*

PIF: LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO- *as her hand touch mk, mk squeeze her hand* arg!

Mk: I said... DON'T TOUCH ME!!!!

PIF: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!

Mk:*push her away* nothing is wrong with me

PIF:*almost fall down* arg..

DBK:*step closer and hold PIF* WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH YOU!?

Mk: oh, I'm sorry, I just don't like being touch by a pathetic excuse of a mother

PIF:*her eyes wide open hearing something she never hear coming out from her son mouth* wh-

Mk: I can't believe I have such a weak mother-

DBK: WHY YOU UNGRATEFUL!- *not letting mk finish, he quickly throw a punch to mk*

Mk:*stop it with one hand which shock DBK and PIF* really, is that all you got!? *as he smile widely, he throw his father to the wall causing everything to shake* PATHETIC!

PIF:*quickly rush to DBK* LOVE!? *hold DBK close* W.. What got into you!! *looking back to mk who smiling at them*

Mk:*laugh like crazy* whats the matter, aren't this is the son you guys always wanted!

PIK:*the terror in her face make mk laugh even harder*

Mk: didn't that sweet and soft pathetic son of yours tell you that he is leaving forever! HE'S GONE NOW, AREN'T YOU HAPPY!

PIK:*suddenly realized what is happening* so- t.. The-

Mk: YES! HE'S IS GONE, hahaha!!! Look at your face, after your wish come true that the kind of face you make!? Pathetic

PIK:*regretting what she say to mk* i-

Mk: I what? It's to late, he's gone for good leaving me here to RULE THE WORLD!! Hahahhaha!!

DBK:*can't believe what is happening*

Mk: don't worry mother, father.. This is just the beginning..

To be continue...

#lmk dbk #lmk princess iron fan #lmk demon bull king #spicynoodles #red son #lmk mk #mk red son #lmk mei #fanfic #my writing #traffic light trio #lmk red son #lmk pigsy #lmk tang

[totaldramafan-lauri]

Ruler reached....

OK! So....my Tricolor binge! It wasn’t AS bad as I thought it’d be at first. I had a good time.....but....here’s the thing.....

I understand WHY mirror match Tricolors exist, I guess....Now that there’s a mode where you’re guaranteed to play them rather than waiting like before, it makes sense why they’d prioritize getting you in games ASAP, even it they’re mirrors. People just wanna play. I get that.....but.....h-here’s the thing.....

I don’t think it’s cool to go outta my way to play these cool things that’re supposed to be the main draw of Splatfests, only to be rewarded with barely any clout from a sizeable number of my matches? I think that’s kinda dumb!? I wanna play Tricolor, but I also wanna help my team consistently, and I shouldn’t have to CHOOSE!

Like I said, it wasn’t ALL mirrors. I did get a few matches against the other teams. It’s just that I don’t like getting, like, four mirrors in a row. Especially since I’ve been playing well today. I don’t like being rewarded with scraps for that. XD

S-sorry for ranting.....I....I just- I’m not sure how cool I am with this. I wish it was possible to get Tricolors from Open, just not guaranteed, like before, and the guaranteed option (with the possibility of giving you mirrors) is just another option for players who just wanna play. I-I dunno if I’m in the minority on that, but.....yeah. That’s just how I feel....

Now, on to how I’ve been doing.....MUCH better than I expected! I played about half-and-half charger and Splatana Wiper, and surprisingly, I got a lotta good matches with my charger! O.O So much for it being bad at this....Um, maybe I just got lucky, but still.....

There’s one thing to note tho: Y’know how players always complained about how hard defending is? Well, now that I’ve had the chance to play a good bit of both positions back to back.....

I officially think defending is more fun than attacking. I’m sorry. I’m scum. XD

I dunno why, but I had a better time defending! I consistently felt more safe and secure doing that, with both weapons, while attacking was more of a crapshoot. Maybe it’s Mako, maybe it’s just my playstyle lending me to feel less pressure with more teammates, maybe it’s just good luck with teams, but yeah, defending got me better results. I think I only won a single-digit number of matches on attacking teams (not counting the times I came second).

But overall, even tho I had too many mirrors, I had a blast for the most part! And even with the mirror problem, I think that’ll be something I’ll get used to. Like....maybe it’ll be better for me to not spend a whole session in Tricolors again? But rather, just a few matches in a row in-between regular matches? It’s a thought.....but I enjoyed binging it today, so no regrets. XD

Maybe I’ll come back one more time before the fest ends, and do some regular matches to make up for lost clout. Depends on how I’m feeling later.

#(also im level 30 now) #(i got a bigger locker! gonna play around with that once my batterys charged) #lauri plays splatoon 3 #splatfest

[in-my-heads-posts]

We Never Know

Summary: when you slipped into little space syndrome and your cold and rude husband takes care of you.

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I closed my eyes as my head was aching with pain along with my shoulders.

Taehyung: "DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND? GET OUT OF HERE!!"

His voice was echoing inside my head making me dizzy. My sight started to blur as my body started to become weak. And then I fell on the hard floor.

(Yn POV)

I ran through the slippery hall after driving away from the office. The receptionist told me the way as I asked her about my wife.

There she was, lying on the bed like someone who's fallen from heaven and will wake up anytime to bless me. I saw the nurce getting out of the room and giving me a assuring smile.

I walked inside. The chemical's smell was all over the place. I saw her hair flicks looking golden in the daylight reflecting something that I can say beautiful. Her pale face was telling she didn't eat enough.

As I was lost in the sight worrying about why she collapsed, one of the doctor's came in and told me to get outside.

Taehyung: "What happened to her?"

Doc: "She collapsed. As we checked her axillary nerve and posterior humeral circumflex artery (PHCA) is compressed. It'll take some time for her to get better, you can see some side effects. We'll be giving her some physical therapy and others."

Taehyung: "Thank you"

With that I went to pay the fee while was not able to accept this situation .

A week later:

We took her home as doctors did her treatment and today in the evening when she woke up, she behaved in unusual way....like a child. After when doctors examined her, they said that she has little space syndrome.

All these days, I was there for her tho I never had ever spent much time with her. I was mostly in living area working from home while maids took care of her.

Author POV:

As the days passed, you started to become more and more like a child. You would draw random things and play with dolls.

Taehyung POV:

I came in the kitchen to drink water, when I saw her putting stickers on the fridge. I smiled at her attempts to put one on the top of it. She so small. I walked to her and said

Taehyung: "What are you doing?"

That's when she turned around and looked at me with her doe eyes.

My breath became uneven and I gulped hard at her sight of looking so innocent. Tho whenever I saw her, she always carries a bold girl attitude who don't take a shit but.........now it's different.

She said in a cute way I guess

Yn: "Can you help me?"

She said while making a pout.

My heart started beating fastly I don't know why.

Taehyung: "No, and remove theses."

I saw while pointing at the ones she sticked to the fridge.

With that I came out not daring to look at her.

In the evening:

I was sitting on the sofa while I saw her running to me. She sat on the floor.

Yn: "I want chocolate."

She said with a soft pitch and appealing eyes.

Now what am I supposed to do with it.....

Taehyung: "it's not good for your health."

With that I started to do my work with a cold face I always carry with me.

I saw her from the corner of my eyes. She made a sad face making me feel something called regret. She left the place and slowly went back to her room.

After dinner, I sent my driver to bring some chocolates and sent them to her room.

Few days later:

Y/n was making me feel something that I didn't felt before. Maybe it's because I was spending more time with her. I remembered when we got married, my father told me her parents died when she was just 4 and she took care of her younger sister by herself.

I married her as my father insisted. Yn was owner of the Park Institutions where they teach poor children and take care of orphans. I didn't know how she did it cause I never care to know about it.

I was always so busy in my work to not care about this marriage. Now I can imagine how difficult her life was before marriage and even after. The doctors also said that these type of disease happens when a person had rough childhood or didn't get enough care when needed.

While was lost in my thoughts I felt someone pulling my shirt. I looked at the person and saw none other than Yn.

She was there with her messy yet gorgeous hair and innocent face looking at me as if she's in a problem.

Taehyung: "what are you doing?"

I said while pulling it away from her.

Yn: "Can you play with me?"

With a guy who got a dirty mind, I blinked few times trying to understand what she really meant. Tho the situation was giving me butterflies already, I tried to resist the feeling.

Taehyung: "What?"

Yn: "Can you play with me daddy?"

She said with the most cutest and innocent way that can make any man go crazy.

I gulped hard as my heart was beating in a pace I didn't want it to.

Yn: "Please daddy, please"

With a situation like this, I didn't said no to her tho I said that to her my whole life.

Taehyung: "okay. What do you want to play?"

She sat herself on the couch and make a pout while looking at me with doe eyes.

Yn: "I don't know. You tell me."

There are so many games we can play together but.........

I sat with her.

Taehyung: "I-i don't know any. "

She looked at me as if I saw the worst line ever.

Yn: "You are boring. Okay let's play hide and seek daddy."

She smiled widely and winked at me.

What.......my mind was thinking all the things that should be called illegal at this time.

Taehyung: "okay"

I said with the zoo dancing my stomach.

After counting till 20, I started searching for her in this big ass mansion. I roamed here and there and then I entered in her room. I looked around with keen eyes but I didn't saw her.

Then I thought of opening the closet.

As soon as I opened it, I felt someone falling over me.

I fell softness on my lips . The body fell so soft yet fragile. I opened my eyes, seening it was Yn.

I didn't move cause I didn't want to. With the wildest feeling in my body, I wanted to say like that.

I saw Yn slowing getting up. I didn't open my eyes.

Yn: "Get up. It's my turn"

I didn't move.

Yn: "daddy daddy"

She said while shaking me. That time I just wanted to pull her close but I didn't.

Yn: "Are you dead?"

She said in a worried tone. I laughed inside.

Then I felt her coming close to me, so close that I don't know what will happen to me I kept resist it anymore.

I pulled her close and hovered over her.

She looked at me surprised.

Taehyung: "Daddy won't die so soon babygirl. He got so much more to play with ya."

With that she looked at me with a soft smile as we both got up.

Taehyung: "let's play a new game. Let's play stone, paper, scissors and the one who lose has to give the other one a kiss here"

I said as I touched my lips in front of her.

I know it's wrong but it's alright I'm her daddy right? She's safe with me.

With that we played and each time someone lost and we kissed each other which was more like a peak.

After few weeks:

Me and Yn, we came more close to each other. We played together, not those types but yeah like drawing, cooking together and going outside for evening walks. She was also getting better each day. Doctors said she'll be alright in few months.

All this time I didn't knew when I fell in love with her. I regretted the times when I was rude with her. When I used to shout at her and and never cared about her feelings. That day when she collapsed, we had a fight in the morning. She came into my study room and tried to keep it near but I misunderstood her and fought with her. I was such a jerk back then.

But now I just want her to get alright and then I'll take care of her in the way she always deserved. We never know when our feeling can change just like I didn't know but now I don't care cause now she's my baby, my love and my life.

The end

#bts #taetae #bts fanart #written #taehyung ff #bts taehyung #bts v #kim taehyung #bts ffs #bts ff #bts x poc #bts x reader #fanfic #fanfiction #Youtube

[vvanessaives]

AND 🖊🖊🖊🖊🖊🖊🖊🖊 for whoever’s Got u right now

it's moira that is living rent free in my head rn but i already talked about her in two other asks so nfkjdf. i'll pick daniel & nader and split these for them both since i never talk about them...my boys <3

Daniel

his mother and step-father really wanted to see him work for trauma team, his mom already had med school paid for him (with jonathan's money fjdsjk) and jon already pulled some strings for a guaranteed job in the company. but daniel simply hated having his future already decided by others and he never liked the idea of working for corporations. he will later become a ripperdoc tho :^)

he's going to take this secret to the grave (and also made fenix SWEAR he will never talk about it with vesper) but. looks like he had a little crush on fenix when he first met him..he didn't know he had history with his own sister and he regrets thinking fenix was hot every single day of his life kfjsdkf

he loves doing little sketches, he's not an artist and doesn't really care about drawing in general but he likes to u know, doodle stupid things with his wobbly lines. leave little notes around with his doddles on it

fenix has become some kind of mentor in his life, like an older brother (even if he already has one but they never really had a good relationship) and vesper hates that soooo much because sometimes daniel acts like him/thinks like fenix would etc etc. daniel looks up at him with admiration maybe like a role model, even if he doesn't spare fenix of any playful insults and so on. everyone is concerned about this

Nader

has a black cat named Noir and he loves him more than anything in the world. one day this stray entered his mother's restaurant trying to find something to eat and nader immediately fell in love with the little guy. he kept feeding him every time noir came around until one day he never left <3

he's a drummer and played a few times with vesper out of fun, they do match reaaal well together, they are just missing a few bandmates to finally have their own official band

he lives in a pretty cozy studio: the place has something poetic about it (just like its owner, a poetic soul you know), minimalist but also chaotic in a tidy way if this makes sense fjksdkl. he hated leaving his mother since he's very close to his family but he felt like he needed his own place, especially for doing his netrunning stuff. it's all okay tho bc he visits karima almost daily (works at the restaurant with her too when he can). also everyone is wondering when daniel will move in with him there since he spends most of his time at nader's place anyway (fenix. fenix is asking himself that. bc he wants the house free of daniel fjsdkfjdn)

it was his idea to own a tattoo studio and daniel got dragged into it by curiosity basically. one day he randomly mentioned his idea of opening a studio and daniel immediately went ohh WELL that's my dream too now. nader is very happy about this because not only he can do something he loves but he's doing it with his best friend which makes everything more special than he could ever dream of

#ask #ask games #faarkas #oc: daniel #oc: nader #i love them your honor their friendship is so important to me <33 also the 'fenix wants daniel out of his house' is so funny to me bc i #imagine him waking up in the morning and seeing daniel and going hm hi kid. anyways when are u leaving this goddamn house? #and vesper (a little sad at the idea of seeing her brother go even if it's like. the same city) @ him like shut tf up or i'll chick YOU out #further proof they are a married couple i guess and daniel is like a son skdjfdhnskj #also nader is such a multitasking king. helps his mom at the restaurant. runs a tattoo shop. is learning more and more about netrunning and #is starting to pick a few easy jobs. while daniel is like getting into useless fights..stressing out vik. doing his part at the shop at #least :)) rambling about how he's going to model new cyberware & shit and making 300 layouts but never getting past the daydreaming stage #of what he wants to create like boy. you need to focus on one thing for 5 minutes and you will see that you can do everything you want #thank god there's vik to help him out that man is a saint (on his last gram of patience) #thank you again hilary MWAAH ILY <33

[whatdoesshedotothem]

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damp morning, recent rain, F49 ½° at 7 ¾ am breakfast with my father at 8 ¾ - shewed him coal plan – came up to my room at 10 – made notes of my fathers’ conversation respecting the coal – Charles Howarth came – settling with him then at 11 Miss Walker’s servant brought a basket of grapes for my aunt and note to me and the note that ought to have said yes or no     I opened it in agitation   little expecting to find it a mere evasion and all between us as undecided as ever    this note shall be copied into this journal by and by (vide below) I must now be off to see herself   and at any rate I will behave handsomely - Off to Lidgate at 11 10 - rained all the way there in ½ hour - a Mr Outram (Ootram) came almost immediately afterwards about lama-hair cloaks at 20/. a yard narrow broad cloth width, and staid about an hour - the last cloaks were only 12/. a yard but he had paid double for the material and the nest would be still dearer - at 2 ¾ Mrs Dyson and her son Thomas called for ¼ hour - she was nervous when we met but I looked calm and we soon got on tolerably   we kissed and she was affectionate as usual as far as I would let her   but tho’ my manner was at intervals cheerful and playful yet I would not go on quite as usual and consequently never attempted to touch her queer or anything of that kind as I am convinced I might have done I returned the purse with the yes at one end and the no at the other just as she had sent it    saying I could not leave to the decision of chance what ought only to be decided by her own heart  she felt the force of this remark    we both got attendries    and she begged me to give her a little more time   as I would not let her answer then in the affirmative    she said she could not say no and did not expect that I should have taken her note in that sense    as I told her I had done and thought it best to do    saying that I had thought of being off as soon as possible    but promised her more time for which she thanked me    and said I would stay then till after my rent day on the second of January    begging however that she would not require longer than the first of January for her decision   which she promised    I explained that she really was wrong in putting the thing as she had done   that a proud and honorable spirit could never brook such a strange trusting to chance   but here is the copy of her memorable note     I send the promised note for your perusal and correction   I have endeavoured to express myself in the most gentle and delicate manner possible and rather to imply than say what I really mean it is a most difficult note to write   and had it been possible I would rather have been silent for the present   until grief had become more subdued   for I would not willingly inflict any additional pain upon one who is already so great a sufferer nevertheless I must not compromise my own dignity and I feel that letter ought not to have been written to me    I find it impossible to make up my own mind for the last twelve months I have lived under circumstances of no common moment and with my health impaired and with vivid regrets of the past I feel that I have not the power fairly to exercise my own judgement    my heart would not allow me to listen to any proposals of marriage and this is in effect the same   I would simply go on and leave the event to God  and on these grounds I once thought of asking if you would act upon your * original intention and consent for us to travel together for a few months     again I feel this unfair to you I promised an answer    and I am at your mercy    I have written the words on a slip of paper and put them in the purse   I have implicit confidence in your judgement and if you still think it better to decide today   the paper you draw out first must be the word or if you prefer   let your good aunt draw   and then we neither of us decide    you may think this an evasive termination of my promise    forgive me for it is really all I can say    having heard you say that in one case I must give you up as a friend I find myself as incapable of consenting to this    as I am for deciding under my present feelings what is to be my future course of life    whatever may be the event I shall always remain your faithful and affectionate AW    I fear this will scarcely be at Shibden hall by eleven o’clock but there was a mistake about the grapes being sent   was it right to take this as no? at all rates I told her I took it so   and took the purse folded in the papers she had sent it and sealed it up in another paper with the seal she usually uses and just wrote on the back   ‘Mon[day] five November eighteen hundred and thirty two’   saying if you mean yes take out the papers and send me the purse again I told her I had not been prepared for her note of this morning either by her note of Saturday or by her  last words to me on Friday (she hoped we should meet again under happier circumstances) or by the lock of hair she had given    she said well she had thought of this   she would not have given it to anyone else! and who said I  could have asked it?   I said I could not now go back to * my original intention   it was too late   she had misled me however at unawares tho’ I did not blame her  it was an unlucky inadvertence that had led to all our present difficulties   there had been too many endearments and too great a tie between us for me to go back to what I had been thus I have tacitly put an end to our travelling together so long as she is undecided   why should I confine and gener myself probably for nothing? no no better an end of it at once  her friendship would be an useless pother   and Steph’s prudence not to recommend too hastily the going abroad  was as he said better for me   but she said she could not now stay at home to be pothered with Mr A-‘s letters and be without protection   she would gladly enough travel with me now    but why  run the risk of spending my time and money for nothing   I shall be better without her I can take Eugénie and go and live in a cottage near Grenoble and study and improve myself and save my money    proposed which Miss W- readily adopted an alteration in the conclusion of her letter to Mr A-  to say that as she had always so good an opportunity of hearing of him thro’ Miss Bentley all her inquires would be addressed to her thanked him for his kindness to her during the life of her much lamented friend and said nothing would give her more heartfelt satisfaction than to be able to be of use to him in any the smallest instance remain very truly and sincerely yours

 SH:7/ML/E/15/0140

 advised her about her coal lease to Hinscliffe and other business   asked when I should see her again she said Wednesday would not  ask Tuesday as it might now be too much and Miss Harriet Parkhill is coming on Thursday    asked me to breakfast on Wed[nesday] excused myself saying that would be too much like what used to be which it would be best for both of us to get off as soon as we could    she has never been able to eat anything solid since Friday but said she was quite another creature after seeing me    what will it end in?    on leaving her I repeated to myself come nerve yourself up and never mind and on getting home said well it is a narrow and perhaps a lucky escape thank God for all his mercies prepared my clothes for the wash dinner at 6 ¾ - afterwards till 9 ½ wrote all but the first 6 lines of today - much better for it - the mind more composed - I have asked myself once or twice  is this a sort of spell breaker?  should she even say yes at last   should I value it as much as if it had come more freely  ‘had it been earlier it had been kinder’ better be and end of it at once? went into the little room at 9 40 – came to my room at 10 35 at which hour F49° - rainy day but fine evening  fine and moonlight as I returned from Lidgate tho’ more rain afterwards

[ellrond]

to play devil's advocate bc im a kidnap fam supporter (but your opinion is so valid bestie everyone views things differently)

the draw for me is in the redemption and messiness. im a sucker for a good redemption arc and Tolkien writes in the Silm that Maglor regretted his deeds and was sick and weary of the Oath (which has interesting parallels to how Tolkien describes how the orcs feel about Morgoth...but I digress...)

and anyway Tolkien writes that he took pity on them, raised them, and that love grew between them 'as little might be thought' -- and the 'between' is key here for me because it implies that Elrond & Elros loved him back.

There's obvs a lot of really juicy directions writers can take this because the stockholm! implications! are great actually!! but I personally just really like it because a) i'm a sucker for redemption plotlines and b) it puts a nice little pushpin in the beginning of Elrond's character development as someone with infinite kindness and infinite patience who knows and believes that people aren't all bad or all good -- and it adds to some fun angst complexity further down the line of everyone treating M&M like his kidnappers (they're correct!!) but Elrond genuinely loving them and viewing them as fathers and being unable to speak of them like that or grieve properly -- just hngg.

I personally am not a fan of the squishy gooshy cutesy kidnap fam stuff tho. Like Mae and Mags are mass murderers and v fucked up and in no way are super fit parents and there were def a lot of things that the twins experienced and/or were exposed to that they should not have been. But I like the idea that Mae&Mags did care for them and were doing their best. (and also there's fun um....Mae implications for him trying to assuage his own guilt about Elured and Elurin in a really fucked up way)

Anyway sorry this is your kidnap fam propaganda post feel free to delete asdlkghjkl i just wanted to jump in on the discussion because I adore M&M and E&E from the bottom of my whole ass.

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(Jokes aside we have the same info and understanding and conclusions, it’s just I don’t like it and you do! And thankfully I have Elros to project onto and can interpret one of the reasons for him choosing mortality is because of the hatred he still felt for Maedhros and Maglor and made sure he chose the path that wouldn’t cross theirs again in this life and the next)

#NOT FEANORIAN PROPAGANDA IN MY INBOX????? #runawaymun #ask #it’s a good job I’m devoted to ur art and fics #and it’s a good job we both have fully developed brains else this could turn nasty……. #I’m kidding it’s all good #I just pretend that I do not see it

[eyedle]

new post dnd session diary entry: session went well! only three people showed up tho :( one person cancelled after the session started (she has never done this before so it’s not a biggie!) but two people never responded to whether they were coming and they didn’t :(

had some yummy food. feel a little bad i cant make really nice meals or sweets each week but it takes a lot of effort and i don’t have the time or ability sometimes :( cakes last week were scrumptious tho! definitely will make that for my bday/

i don’t know how the “dungeon but it’s a forest” vibe went, i think it didn’t connect as well as i would’ve liked it to. i wanted to keep the chaos and randomness of a fey forest but it’s in the material realm but i think it felt like the party was doing pointless things to just kill time. note to self: fix that.

tempest is getting some really good character development! she literally just needs a community that cares about her :( BUT it’s so awful that Corin is the traitor. I think Corin is regretting her involvement and is trying desperately to stop what’s going to happen but it’s too far gone. Especially after today. Tempest had this beautiful conversation with her about even if she can do what she wants, it won’t solve the guilt and pain in her heart, she needs to care for herself. idk i just loved that. really hit for me as a dm and someone who cares so much about what i can do to make others like me. no matter what i do and what i accomplish, i need to care for myself first and change that inner voice.

kostik and keyon talked about life. keyon likes kostik and it’s so sad :( i don’t think kostik had realized why keyon is so upset about him leaving

halfred, my beloved! he is developing a very interesting spell! idk how i’m going to write it yet but i’m feeling transmutation! it gives the spell caster the ability to make a object or drawing like a container for another object? basically kostik got two tattoos of his axes and he wants to magic them to hold his actual axes. so instead of carrying axes, they’re in his tattoos. pretty cool. love wizards that make their own spells. cannot wait for halfred to level up and get TELEPORT!!!

Selma is a fun npc, i hope the party actually goes to her bday in a month. she is so sweet. i don’t think the party has caught on to the connection between her flirting and wanting to be with people and the fact that everyone treats her like the least talented sibling. she’s a magic tattoo artist!! she’s so cool! shirley is kind of mean, but she’s got a business. hustle life. alistair… is there…

arco is a cute npc, buff guy, likes working out but had a soft spot for everyone at camp.. big himbo, loves his cat. into metalworking. i wish vivia hadn’t wanted to be with him and then ditched him when she found out he was a lightweight. he’s such a sweet little guy with a sad backstory :(

anyways session rating

dm: 5/10 could’ve been better planning

session: 7/10 chill energy. fun world element reveals. moon bunnies!

how does eman feel rn: 7/10 tired but not AWFUL. a lil hungry but i’m laying in bed

good night dungeons and dragons 💖

[tsyllaes]

Drawn from a footballer who very obviously had a mouthguard in so I tried to make that not happen when I was drawing him and now I think his top lip is too pulled in. Oh well. I otherwise like his gritty look.

NAME Jed WHO IS THIS PERSON Thiras' estranged husband GENDER Male AGE 40

Jed and Thiras married when Thiras was 19, after she and her mother joined his crew in the search for a wind witch to teach Thiras. Jed's ship had such a wind witch, meaning it's a pretty snazzy ship, because wind witches can pick and choose where they crew and of course they're going to pick the best. She fell in love with Jed as a teenager, because he's hot, then they got married and had a daughter, Kesi, who you'll meet in a sec.

After nine years of marriage, Thiras told Jed and Kesi she was a bastard, but stopped short of telling them who her father was because she could tell things were going poorly. Jed of course told his captain, and the ship dropped Thiras and her mother at Ni-Badra never to see them again.

Jed regrets this every day, cos Thiras is frigging awesome and to abandon her just cos she was a bastard… yeah, he regrets it, but he's not man enough to look for her and try and repair things. It wouldn't take much to track her down--she was in Ni-Badra for a couple of years, and has been in Ryas for the last five years, and she doesn't make a point of hiding, but nope. Can't do it.He'll still keep wearing his short bandana and show hair in her memory, tho.

Head tilted back and a toothy grin? Why would I do this to myself? She came out all right, though, I think. Jaw a bit wonky but I'm happy with her eyes and mouth. I was debating whether to draw Kesi as the teenager she is, or the 7-year-old Thiras left behind. Just in case I do anything with either of these two, tho, I decided to draw her currently.

NAME Kesi WHO IS THIS PERSON Thiras' estranged daughter GENDER Female AGE 17

Kesi thought her mum was the absolute coolest when she was a kid, emulating her with her sense of style (as much as Tsaythis have style) by growing her hair into dreadlocks. Thiras did a good job of teaching her being a bastard doesn't change people at all, so Kesi was always kind to those on-shore but cultural bias is hard to shake and she still felt like they were inferior. When Thiras spilled the beans and admitted to Jed and Kesi that she was a bastard herself, Kesi didn't understand why her mum--and her Nanna--had to leave the ship.

After Thiras had left, Jed explained it wasn't so much about her being a bastard, but more about how Thiras had lied. As Kesi grew up, that stuck with her and morphed into her thinking all those life lessons Thiras had taught her, about bastards being fine, actually, was all just Thiras protecting her own skin. She still carries those lessons and is still nice to the people on-shore, cos they're not lying about who they are, but she does feel betrayed by her mother. That said, she keeps the dreads, just in case Thiras might recognise her some day and Kesi can show her a piece of her mind.

#jed #kesi #tsaythis #tsayth #characters #artists of tumblr