This half-foot. Dandan.

Looks preety similar to this lady here (I'll put them together so you see):

Half-lidded eyes, black hair&eyes, small eyebrows, curly hair... Dandan's skin is lighter probably because of low sun exposure (dungeon), and he has tons of freckles because he preety.

This two are clearly relatives if not siblings.

Flertom is a mirror image of the lady up there. She got Chil's eyes. She even has almost the same haircut (a bit longer). She's clearly the mother. We've solved Chilchuck's wife mystery.

But this wasn't what I was going to say.

This implies that Wife and Dandan both knew Chilchuck since their childhood. Because there's no way that Chil was just friend of the sister. They're both close to the same age, and I'll say Dandan is a Younger sibiling (she gives big sis vibes, and he gives young bro vibes). So either she introduced him to her brother or he introduced him to his sister and they became best friends as kids.

Could you imagine how their relationship was after Chil's Wife left him?

He knows he has to say something, but he doesn't want to end his relationships. At the end he takes his sister's side. He distances a bit from Chilchuck, calling him an "aquitance" rather than a friend. It isn't that he hates him, is just that it's complicated. And they both know it. They're in good terms tho, they just aren't best friends anymore and they don't talk about it. Their worry is the guild, not their personal stuff.

That's why Dandan introduces Chilchuck to Laios. If they were in bad terms, he would've suggested any other half-foot. They both priorize the guild and general safety of their own race. That's why Dandan suggests Chil instead of a less experienced hafling. He cares about the union and respects Chil's time and experience in dungeons. They're on good terms, at least good enough. Summing up, I get the feeling Dandan doesn't particularly likes Chil after what happened with his sister, but he respects him at least.

not the villain after all...

Some fantasy traveler inventory details (like what they would carry in their bags), based on two of the recent costumes I did.. love finding random little scraps and items and putting them together lol

have this rly shitty dovewing i drew based on a spotted dove!!

How's about a whumpee who desires pain?

A whumpee who wants to be stressed and panicked and hurt. Everything's been too good for too long, and maybe that frustrates them a little bit.

Why do they feel this way? They don't know. All they do know, is that that risky and/or hurtful scenario is looking quite tempting.

If nobody's going to make them worse, they'll do it themself.

“As I went up the ranks I became a different person with each promotion. As a second lieutenant on Brady's crew, I was eager, unsure of myself, navigating by keeping my eyes on the plane up ahead. As a first lieutenanant on Blakely's crew I was still eager and unsure of myself, but I was in the plane up ahead. To do my job, I almost tore myself in two. Missions drained everything out of me that was in me. As a captain Group Navigator, I was still eager and unsure—no planes were in front of me, and the missions still took everything out of me. When I got out of a plane after a mission I was so exhausted I could hardly walk. I smelled so much of sweat I left my flying clothes outside my barracks to air.”

Harry Crosby in his memoir, A Wing and a Prayer

WHO NEEDS GOD WHEN YOU CAN BE WORSHIPPED LIKE ONE?!

i am so whorrendously delulu for hyuka 😔

yknow i encourage this even half asleep i think i can appropriately mess w j ~~

thinking about going clothes shopping w hyuka, he’s such a nice guy, isn’t he~? offering to pay and carry your bags, broad shoulders n arms laden with everything cheerfully as he waves off concerns, complimenting you whenever you try something on~ but it can’t be helped that he’s such a perv :P kai who blushes whenever you turn around to get a better view in the mirror, his eyes wandering straight to your pretty legs on display, his voice catching a stammer when you suddenly ask a question about the fit… just imagining your partially nude body behind the door, watching as you step out of clothes and slide the next on, trying so hard not to get a boner in public. and by the end of the day, he’s nearly at his limit… when you ask him to zip up a dress for you. his broad frame shyly entering the small dressing room with you as he avoids gazing down at the way the fabric follows the curve of your ass as he zips up the dress, only for you to bend over right in front of him to pick up a spare garment that fell down… fuck, he’s so hard. a flash of your panties under the short dress, kai can’t keep it under control any longer <3

kai who shoved you up against the wall in a second, catching your gasps of surprise in a heated hiss as one big hand grips the curve of your ass, having slid under the dress without thought, the other trapping you against the wall as his lips press against yours in a needy, rough kiss~~ and he’s a goner when your arms wrap around his neck, leaning in further as his hands grope your cute ass, fuck, should have done this earlier, shouldn’t he~? and when your hand palms his crotch, needily pressing against his big erection, whining into his lips when your legs wrap around his hips and his hand leaves the wall, fingers lacing with your smaller ones against his waistband of his sweatpants >< yanking them down before his cock roughly thrusts up into your tight, dripping pussy, not another coherent thought as kai fucks relentlessly in the dressing room, pushed up against the wall <3 hands linked as his hard cock stretches out your tight cunny, angling deeper as messy, saliva coated kisses poorly muffle moans and pants of arousal, tongues tangling in a mess of slick and love >< your hand around his neck clinging to his broad back muscles under his hoodie, feeling them flex as he clenches your body harder, locked in a haze of restrained lust set loose, moaning and begging to cum against his lips between heated breaths and kisses <3 kai who cums when you do, his hot seed spilling into your pussy, hips flush to his… and your combined cum dripping on the hem of the dress you were trying. such a mess in his arms, cum leaking from your swollen folds as you make out with his cock deep inside your pussy, feeling so lustful for each other, as if there was nothing else in the area, moaning pants between breathless kisses, kai’s big frame holding you up against the wall… think you can be quiet for round 2, or worth it to run to the car~?

ps. also kai tryna hide the cum stain on the dress when he purchased it, you clinging to his arm only making him needier but knowing you can’t walk bc his big cock was too much… he’s about to literally just throw you over his shoulder n make a rush for the car to ravage your pussy again >< pls, how to be more obvious you fucked in the dressing room?

It's Jillian who notices they've been noticed first, so it's Jillian who disentangles herself from Suzanne and promptly restores the buttons of her shirt to their rightful places.

Mother Superion turns around at her urgent, silent signal to find a paralysed, slack-jawed sister Camila gaping at the two of them just as a shy, devious little kiss shared behind a church column had grown deeper and dangerous.

As Jillian adjusts her collar, Superion reaches for her veil, as if it could hide her blushing.

“Camila, I… We can explain —”

But the young nun just smiles, overjoyed.

“I knew it!”

ARE YOU OKAY 🗣🧻🧻🧻🚑🚑🚑🩺🏥

🥰😍 NO ✨️🎉

as cool as their design is im really starting to dislike the sonau in general, aside from their stuff suddendly being everywhere and everything being about them and how cool(tm) they are now with the mystery stone turning people into dragons and the similarities between the sonau and the three dragons (naydra, eldra, farodra) its actually not an impossibility that they used to be sonaus as alot of people have been theorizing about ..but ...... idk that would very much ruin their otherwordly yet ethereal mystery to me

i probably sound like some hater whos trying to find something more to dislike about totk all the time but i promise im not!!

the three dragons being some unexplained mystery, beings that are there yet few can see them, timeless, nigh untouchable, they dont act on anything, they dont talk, something about them has always made me look at them in awe; if it turned out they were just yet another cool(tm) sonau guy that ate a stone ... :/

not a fan of that one lads, but dont worry, i will keep my thoughts to myself from now on, i dont want to ruin other peoples fun nor seem like i just hate everything ... the three dragons are just really important to me so i had to say something

sneeping with his legs up over his head for some reason... weird boye

hi

Thank you @bladezmad (hope it's okay if I tag you, I can edit it if not ofc :) ) for the splendiferous idea vvv

💫12 Kal'tsit for the character asks?

What is a headcanon I have about this character?

Kind of a minor one, but I imagine at one point shortly before the story's start, Amiya had to organize and stage an intervention for her on account of her workaholic habits and Rhodes Island's smaller staffing at the time. One of the rules that was agreed upon was a reduction in her intake of coffee to stay awake for unhealthily long stretches of time, in the hopes that would encourage her to get more sleep. Instead, she got around that by using other stimulants, until those were also banned in a followup meeting.

Finally, she resorted to summoning and retaking Mon3tr; even if she's used to the extreme pain of her spine wrenching itself out of her body to transform into an eldritch beast, it's still intense enough to give her a shot of adrenaline to keep going for a while, even if far from an ideal solution. Between her performance noticeably slipping during this stretch, and the debatable case of intentional self-harm that can't be justified like the kind of circumstances that normally require Mon3tr's presence, Amiya finally relented and let her get back to unrestricted coffee usage.

Amiya didn't give up, though, and still instituted a curfew that took effect after 24 hours of being awake, only being pushed back if Kal'tsit is in the midst of a time-sensitive surgery or other emergency when that time expires. Kal'tsit of course does her best to exploit this loophole as well, sometimes getting to a full three or four days if she times it right, but is able to do this less frequently on the whole. She still doesn't get nearly enough sleep for how much time she spends awake, but it's a modest but respectable step up from the state she was in before, and a marked improvement from how she was during the Mon3tr-summoning adrenaline-boost era.