Liios thinking about how to kill Estinien instantly.
Havi rem Dvre
(my FFXIV OC)
Anyone else get cute aggression thinking about your D&D party?
Anyway, Reul is a blessing and belongs to @ilmhist
New D&D party "too pretty to die"
It's only been two sessions, but I'm already in love with these nerds <3
From top left to bottom right:
Reul -@ilmhist
Azele - @thereluctantinquisitor
Ilyan - Me
Cyril - @thuviel
Thinking about her <3
the Antivan-Dalish beefcake, Yin Lavellan :3
I struggled with his outfit/armour until I realised I am the fool - Sun’s out, tiddies out!
Due to my unwellness (my OC spawning disease) I made a Dalmascan viera.
He’s from the legit Golmorre Jungle. His sibling went to fight with the Dalmascan rebellion against Garlean rule, only to die in the attempt as they were crushed.
After he heard the news he just…left. The last words he traded with them were angry and accusing, and the boughs seemed to echo with that resentment. The forest had become unbearable.
He would wander for years before eventually coming to Eorzea.
wake up gang new lazy oc sketch dropped!
New d&d character time!
Meet my sad, cleric boy, Ilyan :)
Each of Cormack’s prisoners gets their clothes back and a sippy sip before their dazzling debut as his Suicide Coterie…
ESO Riven, who somehow ended up as an Altmer
so anyway (twirls hair) what if i was commander of ur troops and u could romance me regardless of gender and species. and the scene that initiates our romance is us sparring and i pin u on the ground. what then 😳😳
“I can’t believe out of all the lifetimes I could’ve lived, I’ve been thrown into the one with you in it. God hates me.” Prompt for whoever.
Hi, ily anon. Thank you for the prompt!! Here have some Reggie angst. ♥
It’s widely known that the young Lord De Sardet and his Master of Arms do not like each other. From first meeting De Sardet seemed to dislike him, and the court loves to speculate on why. It’s a matter of discussion near every day, some truly impolite rumors, some scandalous rumors, some convinced it’s a ploy because they’re truly madly in love—De Sardet would find them hilarious if it had been anyone but Kurt.
Alas, the rumors always circulate about him. At first the rumors had always been about he and Constantin, how close they were, how one could never find one without the other. ‘Joined at the hip’ many people have termed it, ‘always partners in punishment’. They aren’t wrong. Whenever Constantin is punished, De Sardet is too. Namely because he can’t stop interjecting on Constantin’s behalf, and his uncle is forever convinced that punishment by association is an acceptable form of getting them to hate each other.
In reality it has the opposite effect. Constantin trusts De Sardet more than anyone else and De Sardet is both fiercely loyal and fiercely protective of him.
Then the rumors about Kurt started, and Constantin’s rumors mostly die away in lieu of ‘the Lord and his pet’. De Sardet hates them, each and every single one. Most especially because he knows Kurt hears them, and Kurt already dislikes him on a deeply personal level.
It’s put him in a spectacularly bad mood today.
“I can’t believe out of all the lifetimes I could’ve lived; I’ve been thrown into the one with you in it. God hates me.” He murmurs, shoving De Sardet back roughly with one of his palms. “Focus, Green Blood. Your focus is slipping.”
thinking mind blind for this, BUT feel free to mix & match: 16. in dreams &/or 29. sweat
Hi Jen!! Thanks for all the prompts! <33
I gave this some thought and the lightbulb finally came on last night, so here we are! Nina x Gray, from Nina’s point of view.
16. In dreams
In dreams I meet you on a sandy beach at dawn. We hold hands and watch the sunrise quietly, basking in the newfound warmth of the morning sun, the familiar warmth of your hand in mine. In dreams I am yours and you are mine and we are each other’s. In dreams, being together is as natural as breathing, as walking, as smiling when you’re by my side.
In dreams we walk down rainbow roads and wave at dancing cowboys, we steal kisses in the moonlight, we laugh and giggle and kiss some more.
In dreams I can be Nina Wiseman Black, the one you chose, the one you saw. In dreams I am the one. I am your Nina, just like in real life.
Except in dreams you know.
And in real life you don’t.
And I have fallen and I can’t tell you and I don’t ever want things to change.
But I do.
But I don’t.
I’ll stay here a little longer, in my dreams, where you and I are together, where the roads are made of fluffy clouds and sunlight, where you’re not afraid to touch me, or hold me, or to be close.
Just a little longer. Just until I wake. So I can be wrapped up in you, and you in me, your arms around my body, my cheek against your chest.
But only in dreams.
“You…need me to walk with you?”
“No. I want you to walk with me.”
“Very well. It is no trouble.”
“No. Not if it’s just ‘no trouble’. It should be because you want to. You deserve to do what you want, not what’s ‘no trouble’ or what someone else wants you to want, and I deserve to be where my company is wanted, not…tolerated. Take my hand as much for you as for me, or don’t do it at all.”
“I would enjoy walking with you, Eren. That is why it is no trouble.”
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Many thanks to the divine @sunshinemage for making sure I got absolutely nothing done this weekend because I was too busy staring at this ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS art of my og otp, Eren Lavellan and Emma Sparrow. The Expressions!!! The background!!!! The tenderness and hope and comfort of this whole scene!!!!!! :’)))))) It so perfectly encapsulates the things they inspire in each other, Eren feeling comfortable enough to want to relax his boundaries with her and Emma learning she can establish boundaries and have them respected. They’re so very deliberately together and it gives me big feels every time I think about it :’)
THANK YOU again Delph this is beyond perfect!!! <3
[image description: a colour sketch of nellie tritchet, a young gnome girl. she has pale freckled skin, deep red hair in two plaits falling down her back, and wide blue eyes. she leans back to the right, her other foot stretched out. in her left hand she holds an open book, her other hand outstretched as she casts a spell, yellow sparkles hanging in the air. she wears a long, orange-brown tunic, a pale green shirt with baggy sleeves, grey-brown baggy trousers, and pale brown boots, a belt, and bracers. she’s grinning as she casts her spell, watching the sparkles in front of her hand end description.]
a commission for @frenchy-and-the-sea of her character nellie tritchet, gnommish arcane trickster!! sometimes,,, it’s time to summon the sparkles