#extending to 20 !

[kensatou]

“if you could pick up another language, what would it be?”

“i’d go russian. i’d love to know what geno says or has said over the years… i’d love to know 🥰 i just want to know (giggles) 🥰”

[itsafreetrialofdeath]

multiclassed!

[le-chevalier-au-lion]

0, 18

“Careful now, Vale,” Stefania says, and she’s hovering, about two steps away, the corners of her eyes tight and serious.

She’d insisted he sit down too—on the couch that’s apparently his new bedroom.

Valentino means to snap a bit, of course not, I’m going to immediately drop him, make sure I’m your only one again, laughing, but he sort of can’t stop staring at the quiet, near motionless bundle in Stefania’s arms. It is a whole baby.

That feels like it falls outside of his skills. Kids he can handle just fine—anyone over the age of three, Valentino can charm. This, though—this tiny, breathing alien.

“He might cry a bit,” she keeps going, almost like she’s apologizing, eyes crusty and heavy, blinking slow. “It takes him a while to warm up to new people, and he didn’t even like Massimo much, at the start.”

The corner of his mouth lifts, and Valentino does nothing more than think it—he wouldn’t like Massimo much, either. But Uccio knocks into his shin, pointed, and so he makes sure to stop grinning that way. Just makes grabby hands at her.

“But he’s going to love me.”

Stefania huffs out this laugh. Well-meaning, sure, but Valentino can still feel his hackles raising, something sharp writhing on his tongue—

Then it is in his arms.

“Shit,” Valentino spits out, immediately, startled. The baby feels near liquid in his arms, this boneless, uncoordinated thing, a lot lighter than he’d expected.

Stefania curses too, hands darting out, a noise ripped out of her, but Valentino drags the baby close to his chest to brace him, trying to keep track of all of his limbs, which is apparently something that babies can’t do at roughly two weeks old—Valentino hadn’t known that, for some reason.

“You have to—,” Uccio starts, then snorts. He guides one of his hands to brace the baby’s soft, pudgy skull, to hold up his lolling neck.

His hair is fine and soft, fuzzy under his fingers. Valentino’s petting it before he can overthink doing that.

The baby’s eyes—very blue and unfocused—flicker open, and his small, milk-sweet mouth too. For one moment, he fusses and shifts, and Valentino prepares himself for shouting, for tears, the way he sometimes sees newborns do when he’s riding around in his loud scooter. Stefania seems to be expecting the same.

But there’s only a faint, shuddery ah before he settles on Valentino’s chest, on the plaid, funny-looking shirt that he stole from Uccio because all of his clothes at the Saluccis smelled rank from the days of partying—piss, beer, cigarettes, perfume, dust.

A cottony, frizzing feeling fills up his chest, like a burst of champagne, like pressing on the keys of a baby grand only to find out that everything sounds great, sounds fantastic even. Valentino’s little brother keeps staring up at him, maybe unseeing, maybe not.

If he hadn’t dropped out of school, he could’ve figured out how much babies see when they’re this small.

“Huh.” Stefania hasn’t moved yet, still perfectly positioned to steal him back in case it all goes to hell. Valentino—for once—understands it. Really does.

But he makes sure to flash his best smile. It lacks the teeth he’d planned to put on it, which is the worst part. “See? Luca likes me! Don’t you, buddy?”

He nuzzles against Luca’s chest, very light, just the gentlest drag of his newly buzzed, newly dyed hair on his skin. There’s no laughing, just this gummy, light noise, and Valentino wonders—horrifyingly fond like someone’s mother—if laughing needs to be learned too.

[nightmarearian]

Done (heavy quotation marks) with monster Ody @evergreen292 ;)

tbh I couldn’t for the life of me pick a color palette I liked And Render it so I gave up on color. Enjoy the half assery.

Tbh I’ve just been call it Ithacan Naga, but it’s objectively it’s a mix of snake, owl/bird, and human. So 🤷.

Tbh the wings are supposed to be white/gray-brown, cause owls & Hermes, while his scales are supposed to be an oscillating scale from sea green-blue to purple-tinted gray. Uhm. Evidently that sorta didn’t happen but also did. So.

The purple/grayer scales are gonna be more around with the feathers and wings.

Those fin colors are. Too blue and too bright but I love the colors themselves so they’re staying for now.

Uhm. That’s it for now, ig. I’m sorta on a timer rn and I’m tired so <3

The writing bit with this is still in the works (😭)

[transgenderfabianseacaster]

people who are (to the best of my knowledge) cishet men but would be beautiful lesbians:

brennan lee mulligan

zac oyama

kurtis conner

my one irl

[axolotlcipher]

Thinking about the recent MisMag episodes and the way that people talk about K online.

And thinking about the critiques people had of season one about the fandom’s obsession with Evan, and their tendency to only examine other characters in how they related to him. And how people are talking about Sam now she has more canon interactions with Evan and spotlighting her as a love interest or friend.

Wonder what it could be.

[s0fter-sin]

myrna calling robby fruitcake and cocksucker and it being an established thing yet abbot somehow doesn’t know about it has me thinking thoughts

what if myrna is/was a sex worker? and robby did sex work to get himself through med school? what if they knew each other and maybe kept an eye on each other?

while it's a part of his past robby isn't particularly proud of, myrna isn't ashamed of it; maybe never retired. she’s very confident in her promiscuity and while robby doesn't like being called fruitcake it doesn't pull a huge reaction out of him like it would for most straight men

even when she called him cocksucker his reaction was just "fruitcake has a certain whimsical quality"; he never tries to deny it, he just doesn’t like it

it puts robby being willing to do a technically illegal abortion on a minor in a new light. maybe he looks after the other workers when he can; anonymously getting them in for std treatments and abortions and vasectomies, looking out for them when he knows they'd be discriminated against or even arrested if they came in at the wrong time

that he would be discriminated and arrested for just trying to keep himself above water

and it wasn’t all bad, sometimes it wasn't even all work; your brain doesn't know it's a stranger you're cuddled up to after being awake for 30 hours studying for an important final, surviving on coffee and whatever power bars you can grab if you thought that far ahead. it just knows there's a warm, soft body in your arms that wants to be there and wants you to be there and sometimes robby needed those arms around him even more than he'd ever care to admit

and it wasn't all that strange for those arms to be myrna's

myrna was the one who taught him what to wear and how to wear it, how to suppress his gag reflex and get cum out of his clothes, which streets to avoid and which were fair game

and it's myrna he fast tracks in the er when she comes in with a busted face and a long story about a short fall

they stuck together even when robby hung up his boots for the last time and he never stopped looking out for the people who took him in when he needed comfort most

[goodwillfidgetspinner]

my prediction for the end of fionna and cake

[natjennie]

"is my god kristen?" "she is your president" LISTENENNNNNN the fig and kristen dynamic is sooooooo

[elderly-scrolls]

tfw you pass your least favourite coworker on the stairs and he says "watch your step" in the most ominous voice imaginable and you're trying to figure out if that was a genuine threat...

my piece for Mirror Image, a zine focused on reimagining artworks in the Dimension 20 universe! 🎨 I was inspired by Frederic William Burton's "Hellelil and Hildebrand, the Meeting on the Turret Stairs".

sometimes you just gotta take an incredibly romantic painting and make it antagonistic! 😊

this zine was created for this year's @d20zinejam, a pay-what-you-want zine bundle with all proceeds going to the occupied Palestinian Territory Humanitarian Fund. please check it out! 🎉

[art instagram] 🎨 [art twitter]

[ominous-horse-noises]

not done talking ab fhjy actually so i'll just say some of you guys who go on about how you could've done better themes and narrative arcs can't even think critically about the one in front of you.

i do wish that the other bad kids had interacted with their foils more this season because it was fun seeing them trade insults, but i also dont think it would've done much for them. i mean, people forget the tbks did try to turn reuben early on (they literally saved him from grix even though it was his fault he showed up trying to kill people). adaine thought oisin was cool and tbks were onboard with thinking maybe he wasn't that bad, and then he sent his grandma to murder them and their entire school. fabian tried to get an 'in' with ivy and it nearly cost him a genuine relationship with a character who had a way better chance of helping them figure things out without the risk of being betrayed. kipperlilly had an ego-driven hateboner for riz since BEFORE the rage stars and killed her own party member in cold blood just to stick it to kristen, and you're telling me that she could've been my little ponyied into giving up her chance to squash the symbol of all her inadequacy? buddy and maryann are the only rat grinders who havent fucked them over meaningfully and guess what? they're not thrilled about having to kill them- they're actively avoiding targeting them! almost like theyre capable of distinguishing between someone not on their side and someone who's proved to be a threat!

brennan made it pretty clear that trying to befriend trgs in their rage forms was futile and actively punished it ingame. you can have your opinions of that, but it definitely had a narrative point: if you get rage starred, you cant be 'this isnt youuuu'd out of it. you think ONLY of rage, and rage can't be reasoned with. it's arguably worse than death, bc at least someone can revivify you and there's no lasting consequences. think about how hard brennan was trying to push the ihs into taking rage tokens. he knew exactly how dire he'd made the consequences and that was on purpose. the season has no stakes if you can just talk your way out of being rage starred bc tbks could save each other easily. the whole climax literally can't happen if trgs arent being evil bc porter can't be a living god of rage without followers. tbks hating trgs isnt a flaw in the story: it IS the story.

[marimbles]

someone over the age of 30 tell me it’s gonna be ok

[thistlerock]

I don't think Fabian would be normal about wine. Actually. Yeah no sorry. Alcohol in general maybe but not wine. Yeah this is NEVER even hinted at and it doesn't seem to matter. I know. This is because we are watching a comedy dnd actual play show. Don't care. I will overthink the character if I want to. I will shamelessly project if I want to. Sorry if this one's weird lmao.

The growing up with a neglectful substance abusing parent situation is weird and complicated, but I think about it a certain way and I think Fabian would too. I think Fabian loves his mother, and I think he wants to respect her. I also think one of the first things he remembers associating with her as child is her wine, that he thought of her when he smelled it because that's what she smelled like. I think he is nineteen years old now and somewhere at some point it clicked that that shouldn't have been the main thing, not with his mother, but it always was. He's not necessarily bothered by that but something is off.

Weird topic for a tumblr post. Obviously this is not universal but if I were to put it into words it's that you don't think about it too much until you do, and then it's weird. It's not even upsetting most of the time it just feels weird. Because it's not like it made them do anything bad but it was a distraction and somewhere you're mad and somewhere you love your parent and somewhere you think it's not their fault because addiction is horrible and somewhere you question if they were really addicted or just didn't feel like stopping and then you feel bad for wondering, and then you're mad again, and then somewhere in there you don't even care that much? It wasn't that big of a deal. It's just that you try, eventually, and then you're like. Okay. I don't get why this was more important than me? And that's fucked. Because you still live in the same house. And then you look at your mother. And you think you might understand her a little less with every day you spend growing up.

On Fabian. This post is about Fabian. It's not like a big thing, idk. It's just a passive dislike of it. An avoidance he's not aware of, and then he becomes aware of it and stops avoiding it, and then he feels a little bothered. It's oh, they didn't fully get rid of the stash Hallariel had, just moved it. He knows and he kind of ignores it, because there is nothing else to do? (She seems to know as well but she doesn't seem particularly tempted nowadays. For how long it went on she took quitting comparatively well. She is immortal, so maybe it wasn't that long to her? Was that really just one big bender? Could she have stopped whenever she wanted to?) (What a weird question to ask.)

And then it's oh, Fig is talking about some elvish wine her mother brought and the brand sounds so familiar. She says it tastes nice? Alcohol doesn't usually taste good, and you don't drink it for the taste you drink it to get drunk, anyway. He thinks that's odd but he doesn't say anything. Later he thinks about how he's never had wine before. (Because he doesn't drink outside of parties. And wine at parties is weird. So if he's getting drunk ((because that's what you do with alcohol)) at a party ((because that's what you do at parties)) he's not getting drunk on wine.) (If his insight was better maybe something would click but it isn't, so it doesn't.) At their next movie night at mordred manor someone offers him a sip so he takes one.

It's sweet and then it's bitter. He doesn't really like it, but then he doesn't dislike it either. He thinks it's okay, but he wonders if this is the right brand because surely this could not have been worth it.

He doesn't say anything about it but the next time he sees his mother something feels kind of off, and he never seeks it out himself but if someone offers him wine he always says yes. He never develops a taste for it but part of him wishes he would. And that's weird. He doesn't get why he's so weird about it.

As with most of these things, he doesn't talk about it. It'd be weird to talk about. It's weird to be typing out. Headache.

[mikkeneko]

Wonder if anyone has yet done a bit where Xie Lian wanders into a town and attempts to set up busking only to bump into the very peculiar radish seller on the corner next to him

[vice-like]

omg the box for volume 5 of the blu-ray/dvd is so gorgeous 😭

[brighhton]

guy whos normal about the doctor who soundtracks: omg did you hear that short melody that just played for 2 seconds? yeah its part of one of my favourite themes in the soundtrack. theres also another alternate version that plays in another scene also for about 20 seconds and is unreleased but also it sounded so good i wish there was a full version. wait what was that omg i think i heard another leitmotif YESSS YESS YAYYYYY guys i love music this is awesome