#tho!

[bill2424]

NUTS!!

This @creaturecon that I found is only on discord, and I don’t do-have discord!

Oh welll……..

The LORD bless you!!!

Psalm 119:105

✝️💜🩷😭🫠

[moeatsushi]

happy atsutodober

[herbgerblin]

#joc ik you said rq but consider#lup in a royalty au#queen lup#very intimidating#with an ornate sword at her side (via @fandomsnstuff)

i hear you i see the vision but the dress is named "The Raven Queen" and at that moment my brain Locked It In™ as an RQ look

[jubberry]

For @autodiscothings for the 4 ships challenge! Thanks for the ask!!

Also me drawing this:

[ryusxnka-moved]

when we first started interacting, you were definitely about an 8 or 9 on the intimidation scale for me. but to be fair, that while ago i was terrified of everyone lol. now you're definitely a 0! but in a good way i promise <3

on a scale of 1-10, how intimidating is the mun of this blog? the muse?

       I think there's a difference between being intimidated and just having social anxieties. You're amazing and talented in creating Oc's  --  but i'm so hesitant to actually interact cause i'm a poo, poo, pee, pee, ya know?

[archersandsunsets]

aihodineverlark >>> archersandsunsets

i finally did it! all it took was for Taylor Swift to release a song called Archer and I’m like “well that fits almost too well doesn’t it”

[reconseaweed]

Amusement, Loneliness !

Tale of Two Muses | Drabble Meme | [ACCEPTING]

There was nothing quite like watching rain fall in Alola. As grey clouds took over the once rich sea of blue that gave the region its perfect weather, two uniformed men began to make their way out of Lush Jungle. It had been gloomy the whole day, as the wind was at a stand-still while the wildlife was tame with their calls of loneliness. A light mist clung to the air, then it gave way to the silent drizzle, pattering against the recon members’ white suits. The rain worsened as they trekked through the jungle, returning from a successful study on Lurantis.

“We should head back soon, there is no need to risk getting sick.”

“Yes, of course,” Chondrus replied, as he stepped over one of the fallen logs from last summer’s storm. His foot squelched in the developing mud, sliding his leg back as he leaned forward, landing face first in the cold earth. Mud cloaked his suit now, as well as his face. He looked as though he had left a masseuse mid-session.

Dulse was more concerned with his partner’s well-being, even going so far as to trot over, though there wasn’t a panicked look to him. Rather, a ghost of a smile tugged at the younger’s lips as Chondrus pulled himself up with a series of wet splunks.

He wiped his face and shook off his hand of the mud, “…I may need a shower, when we get back.”

“Perhaps the rain will do that for you,” Dulse answered with a hint of a smile as he helped Chondrus up. Chondrus was a deep blue and he wiped what mud off he could, sulking on their way back to the shared abode.

Dulse was right, even though he was secretly glad for that. All but a few stubborn flecks of mud were washed off of him, leaving his suit a creamy color by the time they arrived to the doorstep. He opened the white door, letting Dulse in first. Then he came in afterwards, squeaking noisily along the wooden floor. It was embarrassing, for his shoes to echo through the house, as though it were just him in it. After he had showered, dried off, and changed into more casual clothes, Chondrus fixed himself a cup of tapu cocoa, as well as one for the man that was sitting by the patio door, transfixed by the rain.

He wordlessly gave Dulse the other mug, then sipped on his own. He soaked in the shared silence between them, with only the rain on the other side speaking for the two. Chondrus licked at his lips, still staring at the water droplets that cascaded from the heavens, “Did we ever get rain like this?”

“Not for a long time, no.”

“What about what happens afterwards, the rainbows?”

“No.”

“And the sun showers?”

“We will never get those, Chondrus. Not now.”

He bowed his head, then spent the rest of their evening staring outside, watching Alola remind him just how different it was to have light, to have seasons and life bubbling around oneself. If Dulse were away, he would have buckled from the sight. Chondrus had not seen rain before, nor had he seen much else. None of their people have seen anything like it, or remotely close to it. There was nothing back where they were from, nothing for them to compare the weather to. It appeared that the rain did more than transfix the Recon members. It reminded them about how alone they were in Alola, a handful of people who had to rely on one another’s familiarity to make it through the foreign world. They had no one else to share their memories with but themselves, keeping their pasts alive and themselves intact. Chondrus wondered if living in Alola would have any impact on his current state of mind.

He took a long sip of his cocoa.