"I wasn't kidding when I said I loved you."
An artist I knew was taking portrait requests, so I asked him to draw Nab and JDHEBDVK LOOK LOOK LOOK-
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Art by KEANTHEGHOST on instagram <3 He's so talented 🥺💚

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@cutiepie3000
"I wasn't kidding when I said I loved you."
An artist I knew was taking portrait requests, so I asked him to draw Nab and JDHEBDVK LOOK LOOK LOOK-
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Art by KEANTHEGHOST on instagram <3 He's so talented 🥺💚
[ PLAY ] for one muse to play with / brush / braid the other’s hair for Nashley mine beloved<3
🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸
My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.
But life had other plans.
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War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.
There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.
I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.
Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.
This is my life.
This is my daughter’s life.
And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.
Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.
That’s why I keep going.
I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.
How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war
💛 If you can, please support our journey here:
My name is Saja. I am a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza trying to hold on — to hope, to my family, and to a life that no
If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.
From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.
I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.
Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.
With love and endless gratitude
So I commission my friend to draw Nab and. Look at her smirk guys. Look at it
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Wip by Targon Diros on Facebook <3
like it's MY fault my love language is acts of service and all i know how to do is kill
No one has painted me in over 400 years.
I have an idea
I know I'm late but here is Nab's blush meter meme 😘
smol doodle for my favourite fictional people because I've just finished reading the demo (again) <3
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Characters belong to Kiki's @scapegoated-if ! (except for Alice-the girlie)
Everyone clap for non consensual body modification everybody loves a character whose body has been altered against their will
The moment Leanna realized she just saved a bunch of troubles
She's got me in a chokehold 😔
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Shiloh belongs to @scapegoated-if by Kiki!
nighthawk for nash please and thank you xoxo
nighthawk – n. a recurring thought that only seems to strike you late at night, that circles high overhead during the day, that pecks at the back of your mind while you try to sleep
(cw for brief wound/injury talk)
I read this yesterday and read it again today, so I wanna share some thoughts. WARNING: WALL OF TEXT under the cut
I especially like the metaphor with the gun because it HURTS SO MUCH.
The fact that Nash keeps checking the chamber means that they have an obsessive need to confront the op: did you see it? did you mean it? was it worth it? But Nash is a repressed person; they think too much and never say anything out loud (or couldn't). And confronting the op could shatter what little they had left if the betrayal turned out to be true. What if they couldn’t trust the op anymore? What if they couldn’t trust the only person they have left in their life after leaving their family behind?
But in their head, the truth had been sealed. Still, they couldn’t even hate the operative for that because they’re partners, and their conscious awareness of the competition (alternatively some kind of justification for the op) that had both of them pit against each other. They chose this sure; they just hadn’t thought they would almost get killed by their partner– whether it’s intentional or not (as we know in the new update). Especially in a place like Scytha where competition and hostility stew excessively; you learn to lean on the person you work with. I think Nash is an emotionally attached person too, so when u earn their trust- which is an achievement on its own (remember the snippet "adronitis"?)- it's basically ride or die. If they became distrustful of the op, where would that leave them? Someone who’s easily discarded by the project or even by their own partner? (here's there are hints of fear of abandonment and vulnerability...) WHICH LEADS THEM TO "increase their tendency towards recklessness" (as a form of competition with the op) WHICH MAKES THEIR RELATIONSHIP EVEN MORE STRAINED
Moreover, I also think Nash was waiting for the op to talk to them first– which is more than wishful thinking because both of them are BAD AT IT (never say something that will be held against you, guys…).
And the bullet… oh that bullet… It’s like the consequences of THAT mission always loom above their head (the shoulder and IVI) and Nash’s unwillingness or inability to move on, always wanting to seek closure. They keep putting it back every time and keeping the safety off could be implied as readied retaliation or confrontation, or even reconciliation– and it really is based on players’ choices, which I don’t think won’t be happening if the invasion hadn’t happened.
Alternatively, could it mean they want to have some kind of psychological leverage and control of their emotions with the uncertainty of not knowing which of them will break first? A kind of emotional anchor to solidify their feelings? Since Nash also talks about how they doubted their loathing and found its exhausting.
Also, why is Nash at the receiving end? Probably because they were the one got hurt and– in their narrative– most likely would got emotionally destroyed due to their thinking the op didn’t care enough about their partnership with how they acted after IVI (egotistical, ignoring, ect.); doesn’t matter who confronts first, they're hurt nonetheless.
I was literally doodling pj hadea when the update drops so-
Léon study ----- Character belongs to @scapegoated-if by Kiki <3
Theory time: Leon was into Vince and something happened between them! Then either Leon messed it up or Vince is straight and freaking out about it which is why their relationship soured👀
this sounds like wishful thinking to me... you guys are shameless
been taking a break from writing so my brain doesn’t explode but scapegoated leon and vince yaoi anons have kept me alive. i don’t reply to all, but i do see all… thank you.
Break is over!
WELCOME BACK KIKI 🏃💨💦