It might be my agere habits butting its head, but Papa Zhongli has a voice that makes me feel so safe and loved
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It might be my agere habits butting its head, but Papa Zhongli has a voice that makes me feel so safe and loved
Credits to Cynphonium on Twitter (I refuse to call it X)
You know what I love about living in London after having read Rivers of London? How much I care about random locations now. Like I'm on a train that terminates at Teddington at the moment and nobody cares about it but I'm sitting here internally screaming because I'm on a train to the border of Mama Thames' land. I walked through Wandle Park and I was like HELLO WANDLE. I was in Russel Square with a friend the other day and I saw what would be (or is) the Folly and got very excited about the sausages in the café in the corner of the park. I literally went to the Sainsburys around the corner from the UCLH back entrance that Peter mentions running past one time in the books and I got so excited. Life if good.
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They’re coming to Finland on May 21!!!!! My room mate thought I was having a stroke, but I was just excited!!
eeeeeeeeee fangush
I cannot explain the sheer baby fever I get from my child f/o’s 😭 They really make me wanna be a real mama tbh
loving the fact that in lieu of players me and my gm/me and my player (we run simultaneous campaigns with the other as the player, both cases the gm has at least one gmpc) are both either good enough at separating character identities or mentally ill enough to the point that our characters take temporary residence in our heads that we have parties of 8 in both campaigns and theyre GROWING.
anyways my favorites from their campaign are (played by me) fenrir the draconic scion oracle/cleric cursed to never speak who sold their soul for extended life out of love to her family (and she has WAY too many heal spells for anyones good, we jokingly banned offensive spells other than Heal and it only changed one spell slot at level 5, also she likes eating human hearts sometimes nbd), Sja the gay pixie who drank a bar into severe debt in a drinking competition (absolutely insane rolls that hour), then on the same day sealed an eldritch horror in a crack in some marshland and tried to seduce our dense af Oni barkeep (Yomi btw) monk who incidentally had an error in character creation causing an additional strength point which the gm allowed to stay, and Sherez (played by gm), my buddys nymph assassin who is quite literally best boy.
The person I'm talking about doesn't know my tumblr so I am free to gush about them! Someone in a server I'm in has interacted with me as part of larger conversations and I posted experimental art I wasn't very happy with in that server and the person reacted with 5 different emojis and I had literally just been getting upset at my brain for being mean to me about my art but I couldn't get out of the spiral but then I checked the message again and it had the 5 distinct reactions and it knocked me out of the spiral because my brain was proven wrong and my art DID have worth to people and that person even knows I'm an awkward bastard who can't read the room for shit and isn't good at talking and makes flop jokes and they STILL loved the art! I would kill god for them oh my god
My first drabble is under the cut!
Bunny sat on the counter, one leg crossed over the other, a frown etched into her usually placid face as she watched Hanma pack. Her heart ached… she wanted so badly to follow her beloved Hanma to the ends of the earth… but he would never accept her offer… still though…
“You know love… I yearn so badly to come with you. Please, please, please… let me.”
It was Hanma’s turn to frown. He was going away for just a short while… work related stuff and all. It always hurt to leave Bunny behind, but he just couldn’t bear to get her mixed up in the world he lived in.
“Bunny, baby, no… I can’t. It’s dangerous, this life I live for my work is dark and grim. I can’t drag you in more than I already have.”
Bunny sighed and slid off the counter… it seemed like it was time to remind him that her loyalties lie solely with him.
“Hanma… baby, no matter what, I want to be there. I want to be with you. That’s the shape of my selfishness.”
Hanma paused, tears pricking his eyes as he looked away from his love. He mutters his next words, trying to keep his voice level and calm.
“You don’t mean that. You’re not as awful as I am.”
“I don’t say things I don’t mean, Hanma.”
Bunny reminded, her voice dripping with the sincerity of her words. She needed this to get through to him…
Hanma paused once more, his eyes refocused on the blonde woman. He pulled her into a hug, his face burying into her neck as unshed tears smeared against her skin. Despite his tears and the emotional tension… there was no sadness in his words when he spoke up again.
“Love… I think I may have ruined you.”
I gotta do a follow up to my last sketch
When Cedric gets touched by Ivy's insects and gets his memories from the last hours wiped, I can see Swann running towards Cedric, holding him while the sorcerer is trying to understand what's going on, and Cedric just slowly realizing that Swann is holding him, and he just asks "....Swann why are you holding me?"
AND THEN SWANN JUST FREEZE AND THEY BOTH JUST BLUSH
Meanwhile the princesses: This is very cute but HELP US PLEASE??