oUUUGHHhh... can i have just ONE priceless gem? 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 please im just a widdle international thief oughh please im so desperate for money,, i just need 1 trillion dollars please pl ease plEASE 👉👈

reminder that I highly encourage you to just call me "dragon"

UwU

(new vs old bottom emoji, for context)

Trying to learn to draw so I can draw my blorbos in situations gpose cannot convey.

If anyone has any good refs or guides? Throw them my way? Tee hee?

"you were incredible out there ethlyn." praise for the knight of seiros before her comes easy, for if it was anything that caeda found the most admirable, it was most certainly the continuous efforts of a healer who kept her allies alive in the midst of a difficult battle.

her voice falls down to a whisper, cheeks turning the slightest bit pink. it wasn't really something she considered proper until arriving in fodlan, but... "and, if you have some time after this whole exercise, i would love a pointer or two in healing myself."

"Please, it was a team effort!" Ethlyn laughs and gives Caeda a friendly clap on the shoulder. Truly though, each and every one of them has contributed to the efforts in each round so far. It would hardly be fair for her to take so much credit for herself. "Your magic was pretty powerful too, you know!"

She rubs the back of her neck awkwardly at Caeda's next point. It's not that she doesn't want to or anything but... "Hah, I'm really not the best at teaching but I'll do what I can. But aren't you in Edain's house? She's who you want to go to if you're really serious."

🥺 + 🧠

I am seeing spider verse tomorrow hopefully my brain will work after that

i saw a friend yesterday who i haven’t seen in a few months and it was so nice :)) reminded me of what it’s like to feel that happy and seen and close to someone and IDK i think it’s so nice that we as humans just get that sort of joy from each other. i don’t have many friends and life’s a bit shit but there’s joy in the little things right? idk. idk!! and today on the bus there was a mom with her kid and baby and the baby was crying so i pulled funny faces at it and the baby stopped crying and started smiling at me. and that was so nice. and idk. i hope you have a good day.

GOD this ask took me out dude. seeing people you love who love you. keeping company. wanting to be with people. yeah. yeah.

also AW baby,, yeahh,f,,,, that u can touch people in little ways... yeah.....

// Like this for something for sexual Sunday. Will either be with Amyntas, non-scion verse, or just isolated noncanon. I want to write spicy stuff....

Stop screwing my dad

@sciamachys said : gutter. the trail of blood ends and you find the sender broken on the ground. (from zhongli, let's get the angst started) ↬ ⭒˚｡🖁‧₊˚ 〖 down these mean streets . . . 〗

      ⸻       what   good   are   shields   and   contracts   in   the   face   of   the   battered   and   bruised   ?

  inhaling   ,   albeit   inconspicuously   ,   there   is   no   mistaking   the   sharpness   that   slices   past   gritted   teeth.   aureate   gaze   lands   on   him   ,   in   a   state   of   disarray   —   surrounded   by   stains   of   crimson   whose   trail   had   trickled   further   along   the   shore.   where   the   foam   of   waves   carried   the   concoction   of   lifeblood   into   its   current   ,   to   disperse   in   its   immense   ,   aquatic   body.

  ❝   childe.   can   you   hear   me   ?   ❞   his   utterance   is   soft   ,   with   the   threat   of   being   drowned   out   by   the   distant   roar   of   rolling   waters   ,   muted   once   its   cycle   concludes.   kneeling   into   the   bank   below   ,   gently   ,   he   elevates   the   fallen   harbinger   ,   riddled   in   shades   of   scarlet.   scooping   his   form   into   a   lap   ,   swimming   in   woven   intricacies   ,   with   a   silken   material   akin   to   those   that   adorn   plush   cushioning.

  soothing   touches   are   all   that   he   can   offer   in   this   present   moment   ,   with   the   pads   of   finery   brushing   aside   matted   locks.   enabling   him   access   to   view   the   injuries   that   tarnish   youthful   features.   he   would   take   him   home   ,   where   a   miscellany   of   treatments   were   available   for   purchase.   from   a   few   notable   individuals.   for   his   worries   had   fallen   to   the   outermost   ripples   ,   left   to   fade   and   settle   ,   once   the   most   crucial   factor   had   been   identified   :   his   pulse.

  and   how   relief   fills   him   ,   when   there   is   a   flutter.   faint   but   there.

  ❝   forgive   me   ,   this   will   hurt.   ❞   to   the   best   of   his   ability   ,   he   plucks   the   eleventh   from   the   ground.   watching   ,   he   studies   the   profile   facing   him   ,   noting   any   display   of   strain.   to   adjust   if   need   be.   his   single   priority   lies   ahead   of   them   ,   while   he   keeps   the   secondary   at   bay   —   to   find   the   one   responsible   for   leaving   the   fatui   in   this   condition.

i stg i’m gonna start working on this blog today but i’m at work for another 5 and 1/2 hours so. plotting call

I love this bit so much.

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