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[vargonautic]

Two tarot card commissions for @sibutum! Thank you so much for commissioning me and your patience <3

[mischiefandmystics]

( ๑‾̀◡‾́)σ»: Do they have a sensitive spot/s?

His ears, neck, stomach, and the base of his tail are probably the more sensitive spots on his body.

@rokachan cause you also asked this one!

[lordcommanderaymeric]

aaaaaa so i know we haven't really interacted all that much besides memes and all but you seem really cool and i would love to get to know and interact with you more!! i hope your new years has gone wonderfully, and that the new year is just as well or even better than this one!!

Likewise -- you seem wonderful, and I look forward to getting to know you and your muse as the new year goes on! :D Sending a plethora of good vibes your way -- here’s hoping the new year holds good things for you too!!

[thevoilinauttheory]

Is It Any Wonder? by Keane

Sometimes It's hard to know where I stand It's hard to know where I am Well maybe it's a puzzle I don't understand But sometimes I get the feeling that I'm Stranded in the wrong time Where love is just a lyric in a children's rhyme, a sound bite

( For @sibutum​‘s Y’saane Amarsin! Thank you for participating! I was actually having a hard time deciding between her and Khojin, but some of you rp interactions and asks with Ysa solidified my choice~ )

[uurkhilen]

{ @sibutum | Continued. }

“So that’s your reasoning? Your genocide is somehow better because it’s done from REVENGE? Damn -- they’re playing you, aren’t they...”

Wyrms of all shapes and sizes snap and snarl, inching closer despite their commander’s resolve, but he will not move. He wants to try to reason with her -- but it’s looking like Nidhogg has near indoctrinated her, from what he can tell. 

“You say no amount of blood will help, but you sure as hells seem bent on spilling every bit you can. What happens when there isn’t any left? Your dragon friends just gonna pack up and head home?”

He gives a huff, crossing his arms as he leans against his weapon -- glancing down to look one of the Horde in the eye when it gets too close. 

“That dragon’s fucking crazy, woman. Even other dragons are telling you that. I might not be the brightest either, but even I can tell something ain’t right here.”

[gyrabanian]

Dear best friend!

letter - eorzean style

Dear Sarantuya,

Our friendship is still a new one, each day we learn new things about one another. It’s an... adventure, as you so excitedly put it. But one thing is for certain, you have been a ray of sunshine in my life.

Something tells me you’re much more than you let on, much sadder, much softer -- much smarter. I am always afraid to ask. Because, you’re sensitive, too. Not that that’s a bad thing, it means you’re a good person. Maybe, too good? I fear you’re like me, that you give too much of yourself, and you don’t look out for your own well being.

I’ve decided to take that upon myself, to ensure you’re safe. And happy. That you eat well. That you sleep on time. That you laugh once a day, even if its over something silly.

Everything will be okay! Things have been tough since you came back.I’ll help, I promise.

Love, Oko.

[uurkhilen]

{ @sibutum | Continued. }

“That’s true. Sometimes I think the powers that be get a kick out of testing that breaking point.”

At her last words he pauses, giving her a more appraising look. After a moment he grins, a jagged bit of ivory against dark and scarred skin.

“There’s never going back. Blood just makes the way slippery for those fools that’d try.”

[jirarhenare]

"Y'make me feel good, course! Comfortable...?" shifty glances. "Ah, hells... y'like a sister, I s'pose. Is sure fun beatin' on arsehats with you, an' y'reliable and trustworthy..." Tajha's bad at these things, okay. "In the end, I trust ye. But no hugs." Please, no hugs.

There is something warm that reaches her eyes – the press of a smile that spreads wider than she’d like, of course, perhaps. “Oh, yeh?” The Jackal taunts, if only for a fraction of a moment - bright golden eyes peering to the other woman’s in wonder. “So are yeh’.. but, let’s not get all cuddly, yeh?” Cue hug. The very thing that the other woman TOTALLY didn’t want. Too bad, you suffer here and now with a pressure that can break ribs.