the town bisexuals are at your door it is time for you to pick a bride

thoughts on Andrei/Helene?

sorry i dont think andrei would touch helene with a ten foot pole

‘messi this’ ‘argentina that’  well Joe Quinn looks thick as hell so i think i have much more pressing matters at hand

I want to sleep

Heyyyyyy I got bored so here's another snippet from "Devourer of Souls". This one was also in the poll (ages ago) - it's the "Asha character exploration" one!

taglist: @little-mouse-gardens, @wildswrites

trigger warnings: kind of suicidal ideation-adjacent, but in a way a very old immortal would be longing for their suffering to end

“You know, I told you you had talent for the frontlines.” “Asha…” The Master Healer Lady pointed a finger in her direction, telling her to shut up. Her other hand held a half-emptied glass of wine, a leftover from dinner. “I told you the Goddess of Time would want you by her side.” Asha looked to the open window, which let in the cool night breeze. Seth sat behind her desk, in the office lit only by a weak old lamp. It must have already been in the building when they’d set up the hospital. “The Goddess of Time has no interest in me.” “Your magic is fascinating!” Asha exclaimed, throwing herself into a chair across from Seth. “I spent the whole afternoon looking at records I have of past healers and I found nothing like it. How do you do it? Seth shrugged. She didn’t like talking about it. “I don’t know. I was never able to heal people the correct way.” She decided to leave the explanation at that. Her thoughts on her own soul and its incompatibility with the rest of the world were for Theo’s ears only. “Mmmmm. I see.” Asha fell silent, fidgeting with her hands, which she’d laid on her chest. She drank the rest of her wineglass and set it down on the table, right beside the bottle. Seth’s own glass remained almost untouched. “You’re dying, aren’t you?” Seth asked. She said it as if it was simply a fact. Something obvious, and not a question with such weight. Asha nodded. A light smile spread across her face. “You’ve noticed too?” “I can see it.” “I think Dora knows as well.” “I can… heal you. If you like.” Asha spread her arms over the table. Her face was near where Seth’s hands lay. She could say that she’d talked to Asha many times, but never like this. Because the person she’d been with hadn’t really been Asha: it was the Master Healer Lady of the eastern hospital. Only in that dimly lit office, for the first time, did she truly see her. “Let it be.” “It’s nothing to me. I don’t even have to use my own soul.” “No. I feel like I’m reaching my limit. I prefer to leave things as they are.” “But…” “Dora has already told you her plans for when I die, right?” Seth let herself sink into the chair, with a sigh. “Yes.” “Then you know how we’re both tired. You know she’s the last thing keeping me here. I give her my soul because it’s what I want to do. It’s how I choose to show her my love and devotion.” Asha paused and straightened her spine. She placed her chin into her hand, looking at her distorted reflection on the wine bottle’s surface, with a melancholic expression on her face. “You’re the only person I knew that’s still alive, you know? All the other healers I met over the years. All the friends I made. A few girlfriends as well. All dead.” She sighed. “You know… for the standards of a normal person, I’m not even that old. But I can’t help but think that the Goddess of Time has cursed me with a horribly long life. It’s very lonely, living like this." Seth couldn’t reply. “The only people I know now are these healers,” Asha continued. “They’re all younger than me and I know that they’re all going to die. And, if they don’t die, they’ll suffer the same fate as me. The only people I can talk to are you three." She pushed her chair away, its leg catching on the soft carpet, and went to the window. “I love Dora. At least like this, I can dedicate the rest of my life to her and, when it’s over, we’ll head together into death. We’re both so, so tired of prolonging the inevitable. I want to sleep."

Cannot believe Asha was a throwaway character I made up for the prologue. Look where she ended up. Wtf.

and so, a lifelong grudge was born~~

"Oh? The disturbing child is... far kinder than expected. What a nice flower, thank you."

Featured songs: Dirtmouth and Grimm Troupe Ambience

"Scarlet Baby" is none other than Grimmchild for this 14th day of August! See, I'm legally obligated to draw something Grimm related. Grimmchild is so baby :D and bonus Elderbug since he's the first guy you run into in Hallownest!

updated my oc page finally <3

miss my beautiful little boy this evening

tragedy and heartbreak can help us grow, but what do I do when it’s all I’ve known

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the severely depressed and nihilistic musician doesn't sound like a step up though. would literally rather stay single forever tbh

I was mostly going off how hot he looked in that leather jacket in Hiki’s drawing lmao 😭

Ok but for real us being soft over the Vessels’ tummies has helped me so much today

Like my pants were falling off my hips all day again. The same pair of capris that I was wearing last week and made the note: “Pulling a Vessel with the way my (loose ass) pants (with stuff in pockets) are coming down my hips”. And uh. Same today again. And so I didn’t tie them tight enough (partially bc I like not having to untie them to take them off). And so they were under my belly button and sliding down all day. Which is fine. But especially when I was doing stuff they slid further down and underneath my belly. Held up only by a hip. And if my shirt lifted up then like. It was all exposed. Soft round belly. Love handles. That crease by your hip (and above it too) (far rounder than all the vessels combined but that’s ok I’m fat and it’s okay.)

And I’m. Okay with it. (Today). I’m soft and squishy and round and it’s okay. And you know what? It’s even cute. Cute and soft and squishy and OKAY!

Rip to mark fisher

I’m so fckn CRAMPY rn 😤

making out w my elfbar rn

Haven't complaint about prison break season 5 in a second so let me remind y'all how angry i still am EVEN IF, EVEN IF WE OVERLOOK HOW DIRTY THEY DID MY BOY TEDDY ALRIGHT even if you overlook that; and in all fairness, it was ok at the start!

T-Bag and C-Note are the only charactes who got decent treatment after the skip. They got something that showed character development and it made sense! T-Bag was tired and living alone in some forest or something after jail and C-Note had a notable change of heart and had become muslim which is such a good something to do w a character as irrelevant as him.

But Sucre and Lincoln? God. That was just evil. Like Lincoln just got all his fucking character development destroyed, it feels so mean. My man had a path he was doing alright WHY ARE YOU TAKING AWAY ALL HIS DEVELOPMENT?!

AND SUCRE I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT THE FUCK THEY DID WITH HIM. LIKE WHY?! WHY IS HE ON SOME FUCKING BOAT AND WHY IS HE SUDDENLY A FUCKING PERV LIKE WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY BEAUTIFUL MAN WHERE IS HIS GIRL STOP THIS NONSENSE YOU ANIMAL 😭😭😭😭💔💔💔