#suuure

[vimub]

OpSound be upon ye

And baby elephant

[intricate-ritualz]

cool

[cassyapper]

what makes me go so fucking crazy about sdc is that everyone undoes their learning in the end. like we SAW them starting to develop positively, and then tragedy and they all went back so fast. avdol, after learning to be honest about his emotions with the gang and being able to goof off with them and not just be calm and collected and safely distant, died after trying to put on a non-emotional front. kakyoin, after learning how to love people more than his pride and how to connect with people intentionally, died alone. polnareff, after learning he’s not alone and acting like he’s living on borrowed bloody time just hurt those he loved and wasnt actually respecting the dead, was once again the sole survivor. jotaro, after learning how to trust others and rely on them and love them, had to finish things alone (both at the end of part 3 and woth later dio nonsense after pol went missing). LIKE. CHRIST. it makes my lungs give out

[6105]

at every year, every eurovision, my suspect that the san marino entry is nothing more than a money laundering scheme for italians keeps solidifying.

[shallowseeker]

“i don’t get words wrong”

“i have an excellent sense of direction”

[mareastrorum]

Braius: I'm not from the Hells... I've been there many times.

[...]

Braius: My true home, now, is the Hells.

[greenshi]

dice emoji for ernie & yotsuyu. or if you dont feel up for that (i know getting in character voice is. hard. yeah) thennnn tiara? sniles at yoy

Okay I was gonna do both of these in the same post but uh. The ernie/yotsuyu bit got away from me a little. its like %.05 kissing but its fine is nice its good. I hope I did okay with Yotsuyu's voice, the only way to learn is by doing so. I did it. yay! uh I have two Tiara prompts for this one so I'll do that later (and possible a second one. always good to have more Them I love them) Anyway, for this one! I rolled 9, a kiss on the eyelid, so here that is!

Yotsuyu opened her eyes, something she was not meant to do ever again. Hair stark white and body simultaneously heavy and numb, she felt the slow rise of her lungs as they filled with breath and the dull pounding of her own heart. She was still laying on her back, and for a moment she considered that she was still within Castrum Fluminis, taking her final moments of life. That was until someone noticed her rousing, and approached the cot she laid on. 

“Mornin’.”

Ernasald Sykurwyn, Warrior of Light, pain in Yotsuyu’s side. The one who had struck her down, the one who-

“How’re you feelin’? Yugiri gave me this tincture, said s’mthing about it numbing th’ pain. Workin’ so far fer me, but y’were in a much worse state.”

His abdomen is bandaged, a bloody red splot just above the right of his waist. It would seem she was a pain in his side as well. 

“You…”

Her mouth was dry, her voice gravelly and cracked. 

“Why did you…?”

Ernasald cocked his head, not in a lack of understanding, but for wanting her to continue.  

“....You’re a fool. When they find me, they’ll kill us both. Or…were you hoping to save Tsuyu?” she said, her tone turning venomous. “She’s dead. All you did… All you’ve done is resurrect the Witch of Doma.”

Ernasald let out a small sigh, his expression exhausted. 

“I didn’t do this for Tsuyu. You deserve savin’ too, Yotsuyu.”

Yotsuyu’s eyes widened, opening her mouth to speak before she is cut off by pained coughs. Ernasald knees down by her side, pulling a thin blanket up to her shoulders. 

“Yer still weak, go back t’ sleep. No one’s gonna find you ‘ere, I can promise you that.”

Yotsuyu wanted to argue, to drag herself out of here and return to the empire. But, even then, what would be waiting for her there? Doma had reclaimed its freedom, her forces long since had abandoned her, and now she would face the charges of summoning an eikon. Only death awaited her in the empire, a death much more excruciating than the deaths she had already faced. 

“...Do you really think me worth saving? Will the people even accept my salvation?” she muttered, her strength beginning to slip.

“Not my place to decide.” Ernasald said. “Yer life will be yours. Yer folks an’ brother are dead, Doma is malms and malms from ‘ere, an’ as far as anyone knows, yer dead. What y’ do from ‘ere on, that’s up t’ you.”

“Mm…”

Yotsuyu’s eyes fluttered shut, unable to answer as sleep overtook her once again. 

“This…This is your fault. Take some responsibility.” she mumbled, just barely above a whisper. Ernasald smiled to himself. 

“Aye, I’ll be sure to.”

He leaned down and pressed his lips to her closed eyelid, a touch soft enough to not rouse her once more. Her skin was nearly as cold as his own, yet still her body held on to life. Ernasald could only hope that, once she awoke for good, Yotsuyu would do the same.

[transfem-twyla]

g3 Venus breath air if you agree