I Reblog Stuff

A fangirl who ships a lot who rarely has the guts and motivation to do and post her own content. Art Blog is called trist-arts

[cuunos]

being a kid and hearing adults say stuff like "woah 2011 was 4 years ago haha" didn't really convey the fucking horror of a youtube video crossing my recommended labelled "9 years ago" and it's from 2017. that's not true. 9 years ago is 2010 or something. don't lie.

[fox-on-the-moon]

Actually making your selfinsert overpowered and friends with all your faves and a hybrid of the coolest species and in a relationship with your crush and the long lost sibling of the villain is called having fun and its cool as fuck

[wholesomey-artist]

[wyvern-witch]

𝕊𝕒𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕔𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕖

[psychoteddi]

Sonic 4 wrapped up filming and I need to get a grip because I’ve been FREAKING out over the fate of Stobotnik holy shit

[vesperkyno]

Queen Cersei

[kuropin]

I had to draw the raincoats from the pop up too!!!

[las-hark1]

[crowleysgirl56]

Just under 24 hours to go! Welcome to the end times.

[glumdelay]

It starts, as it will end, in a garden

[unicornsandfigs]

“dany smiled shyly. it was sweet to laugh. she felt half a girl again.”

— commission done by @/meiuchuu on twitter

[hxjiime-art]

A bit old—my daughter jon snow and his big fluffy sentient pillow

[arte072]

Arya Week 2025: Day 1 | Travel, Culture, Places:

Arya, Braavos, and the Unmasking of Uthero ✨🎭🐺✨

Thus, for more than a century, Braavos was known as the Secret City. Sealord Uthero Zalyne put an end to that secrecy, sending forth his ships to every corner of the world to proclaim the existence and location of Braavos, and invite men of all nations to celebrate the 111th festival of the city’s founding. By that time all of the original escaped slaves were dead, along with all of their former masters. Even so, Uthero had sent envoys from the Iron Bank to Valyria several years prior, to clear the way for what became known as the Uncloaking or the Unmasking of Uthero. [...] The anniversary of the Unmasking is celebrated every year in Braavos with ten days of feasting and masked revelry—a festival like none other in all the known world, culminating at midnight on the tenth day, when the Titan roars and tens of thousands of revelers and celebrants remove their masks as one.

[germanich]

Sansa Stark

[vekharious]

generations

[pearly--rose]

Brienne the Blue by neva_png

[marintuition-art]

"WHY WON"T YOU JUST LOVE ME ALREADY"

posting this again bc I was shadow banned last time and didn't notice 🙃, but it's ok staff fixed it😊

[bugsnbites]

God can you imagine being Rocky?

You're sick. You recognise the symptoms from your crew, you have radiation poisoning. The astrophages that were protecting you and powering the ship are gone. You couldn't find the leak in time to stop it. And now you're dying out here in space, alone.

The life support systems on the ship are shutting down. Everything is shutting down. Your planet will die– your entire star system will die. They'll never know how close you came to saving them.

You think about Grace. Is his ship dying too? Or is he on his way home, none the wiser to your fate?

Maybe you're fighting until the end, or maybe you've 'made peace' with it.

And then you hear knocking, on the outside of your ship. Furious, desperate banging on the window. Your friend, your lab partner, your first contact, has come back to save you.

Amaze amaze amaze.