Bits and Pieces

this is my fuck around and find out space

[littlestpersimmon]

Recent portraits of cats I painted for people :]

[w-a-r-r-i-o-r-s]

[acebender]

Kattigan: "You okay to be splitting up?"

Teor: "Yes, of course. You might be a little exposed without me, but separation makes the heart grow fonder."

[skarchomp]

advertising lemonade is pointless. the human body already knows it needs it

[hoponboardtheyikesmobile]

Lady Maya Davinos when her whole house is destroyed, her husband died brutally, her daughter is cursed with Go Away Disease TM, and her stupid philanderer son refuses to have sex at the one (1) time it matters:

[asamis-jodhpurs]

SCREAMING I love Ingrid Einfasen so much. Woman propelled into life of adventure by the impetus of I Am NOT Fucking Ethrand Tachonis

[wildcatpaws]

"Time to go beast mode" I say as I curl up into a ball, wrapped up in blankets, with my plushies and listening to soothing sounds for sleep .

[moonpool-system]

✅ curled up safely

✅ warm den

✅ fluffy bedding

✅ various ambient noises

Seems like beast mode to me

[sonicskullsalt]

and again, Robbie Kattigan ends up in the middle of a conversation he didn't want to be a part of

[no-atheists-in-fckstles]

Assuming this is Obrimus Manor, it's hilarious that the implication is Teor, Thimble, and Julien are there to save Mara and Alba while Occtis tagged along to bury that corpse he's been lugging around.

[m4--k11]

"please don't die in a dark hole where i can't find your body. please don't go somewhere dangerous." and julien just walking away . brennan and matt . you. you . [shaking my fist]

[essektheylyss]

That whole fucking scene with Maya and Julien, perfectly mirroring the one with Thaisha and Aranessa about the choices Aranessa made, in the process of commenting also on the choices Aranessa made as Maya bemoans that she tried to do everything right, only for her to break down under the weight of knowing that nothing could've been enough, and Julien, who already recognizes that playing the game has failed them and cannot promise to return alive, just leaving without another word. That whole table groan as he left was THE MOOD.

[quinn-of-aebradore]

calling Teor one of the least known entities in the party, meanwhile the Halovar are running around shouting HAVE YOU SEEN THE LION MAN

[enbaluka-tokyo-drift]

[junodoom]

it's wen ning's birthday today! everyone tell him happy birthday!

[reading-writing-revolution]

[your-turn-to-role]

i know clowning on primus tachonis for his shitty recipe following is all we've been doing all week but god i still can't get over the fact that okay, you figured out the modified ritual would only work on an alive tachonis without innate sorcery, meaning there was ONLY ONE CANDIDATE IN THE UNIVERSE this could have worked on, and THIS is the time you chose to go fuck it we're doing it live???

i swear, "something's wrong with the boy - primus, you fool, what have you done??" gets funnier every week. yeah, primus, what have you done, with this once in a lifetime opportunity? well first off you failed to keep track of the kid, because you told him to his face you didn't care what he did with his life as long as you didn't have to hear about it. second, you didn't actually test that the ritual could be done from a distance, you just assumed, which even if you were right, is extremely poor scientific practice to suddenly add in other variables when experimenting on your, and i cannot stress this enough, only viable subject! you also threw in the complete demolishing of two other noble houses at the same time, because you were planning to destroy them anyway, no harm in splitting our forces because surely the experiment will work out and then it won't be a problem!

i know you were under some amount of time pressure but given that your house hasn't imploded yet in the week since you failed the ritual that's time enough to check your working

the ritual calls for replacing the subject's living heart with one carved from celestial bones and you just shoved the stone of nightsong in there wholesale. primus that's not a heart that's a fucking bird

[letsnotandsaywewantedto]

Dearest Uncle Segundus, The recipe calls for 'One (1) Occtis Tachonis, fresh'. Would you please remind Father that we don't have a spare, so it's very important to not to waste him. If the Deva Vindicta Soufflé falls, we can't just go to the market and purchase another Occtis at the Disappointing Offspring stall. Could you please ask him to follow the fucking recipe and also to refrain from slamming the oven door for a whole entire hour while our defective sibling bakes? Hugs and Kisses, Petra and Ryah

[godblessthesickos]

World historical loser

[drwiltz-official]