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Sometimes violence IS the right answer!
Rewatching astral sea shenanigans and was inspired. Enjoy.
Love me some shadowgast!
Especially with the new lore popping up which makes me so happy!
Guess it’s time to commence with my newest cross-stitch project!
When it’s complete, it’ll be approximately:
9x16.6 inches on 18 count
50,500 stitches
Pattern created by me~
that one ship from cr campaign two or whatever idk i dont watch critical role
AWE 🥺
They really are meant to be 🧡💜
The Mighty Nein is returning tonight! I'm so excited!
My Mighty Nein fanart - find print here
Maybe I just drew Sheepleb in a bisexual coloured Astral Sea. Sure. Why not?
(Happy Pride Month!)
Caleb turning into a sheep because of the Aeor magic and Beau just going eh, maybe he should just stay a sheep, it's not a bad ending for him is both hilarious and a little bit fucking tragic. Especially because Liam is like yeah he keeps trying to do this, have you seen how much he loves polymorph.
I’m having post-Thing crash and I’m grumpy about it, but I found this snippet I wrote in the comments on TNOL and I don’t think(??) I ever posted it here, so, here it is.
Caleb was chewing on his cloak. Caleb was chewing on his cloak.
“Caleb, please, I - Caleb, no, don’t - Caleb! This is highly unbecoming - no don’t look at me like that - help!?”
This last, with an exasperated sigh, was directed at Jester, doubled over with laughter nearby, rather than down at the ovine creature that was at present attempting to digest his clothing.
Jester managed to stifle her giggles, though her lilting voice was still thick with mirth.
“Esseeeeek, he liiikes you! You should totally give him pets, I bet he’s sooo soft.”
“Jester. I cannot give Caleb pets.”
“Sure you can! Just pat him on the head, you know? He won’t mind, Cayleb is very schnuggly as an animal.”
Jester’s eyes were bright with mischief and her grin was sharp, and Essek knew he’d never hear the end of it - but if it would at least distract Caleb long enough to extract his cloak…
The dense wool was spongy beneath his hand, and his fingers sunk surprisingly deep. The texture was odd, not as coarse as it first appeared - rather silky, in fact.
Essek sighed. Jester was right. It was very soft.