#I don't know how to tag these things..

[oceanicwayfarer]

Moon told me I should post this in snippets and 'semi-chapters'

But She said that I should show you all my writing abilities (and despite the fact that I should finish every single part of this scroll's contents, she thinks a preview is in order.)

It is also, maybe because the first section is about the Nightwings' experience with the entity in folklore I'm writing about. I don't have a proper name for what I'm writing, have never been good at it.

It looks much prettier with my writing on the scroll. But this will have to do, I guess.

Sometimes, I feel it is odd that others cannot see the crystalline wings-–shaped as a dragon against our moons. Throughout our history in Pyrrhia, there have been many stories and rumors about those that we cannot see. Though there’s always one thing that lines up every time with these circumstances. It’s always during the heightened part of the moon cycles. Full Moons, the Brightest Night, etcetera.

Of course, it’s not always the case with me. I’ve seen one particular dragon outside the reaches of my home in the Nightwing Kingdom. Once the fires are put on for display, we're in peak performance at the Market District. I can always see him, Ethereal and Crystalline against our moons. No one can see him, and some dragons call me crazy for even bringing it up. 

At least not all dragons call me a lunatic for it. Some of the Nightwing Elders say otherwise, they speak about how our Lunar Festivals are supposed to represent the dead making their way amongst the stars and our moons, and these dragons exist to help those alongside their path through life, always ending in the afterlife. 

I had asked them why I had seen them, and it was an answer as clear as day. I had that ability to, I was born under the brightest night, to a happy mother and beaming father. A set of teardrops under my eyes. But it still didn’t make sense. There were always other tribes that had seen the same dragon that I had seen, right? There was never a reason for me to have these special abilities, since other dragons across the other tribes have been able to see these beings. I do not know their status amongst our world. 

The elders have said they’re nothing more than benevolent entities of dragons long gone to help others amongst their journey across the stars. Guiding them to the Afterlife. It’s an interesting outlook on what they might be. Given our standing as Nightwings, I’m surprised very few even see these beings. Maybe they only make themselves known, so that Dragons are comforted by the idea of others looking after them.  

Then why are they here for me? That’s something I’ve been trying to mull over for the past couple of moon cycles I’ve seen. Of course, I won’t let it get in front of my studies, or my chores, or the hunting, or hanging out with my friends. But here and now as I’m writing this? I’m unsure. Staring outside on this hill, quill, ink and scroll in claw. Writing into the hours while hoping they appear before me. It doesn’t exactly feel like they will, though. 

I wonder if other tribes have different names for our three moons. They probably do. I wouldn’t think a tribe like the Skywings and Mudwings would especially call them the names that we call them. From left to right, we have Selene, Luna and Artemis. Some of our elders worship Artemis, our eldest moon. Apparently the other two had come as an event during the Lunar Festival. When a Dragon is born under the Brightest Night with a Lunar Eclipse under way. 

They say it makes the dragon destined to become one amongst the stars, and I guess all three of them hit that chance event to become a Moon. I wonder if they’re still sentient, still looking over us in these trying times. Of course that’s only what the elders have been saying, but what’s not to tell it as truth? There has to be some merit to these words. They’re old enough into their lives that they themselves could witness some of these things. 

It always wraps back around to one thing, though… 

Why me? 

[salamispots]

it got turned into a 17" x14" pillow instead haha

[the-sunniest-angels]

Working on a mini comic from a fic I wrote. I'm unsure comic is the right word since it'll probably only be four panels with simply some lines from the fic I liked, but still :) Also, I'm new to Tumblr so please let me know if I'm doing things incorrectly, haha

[raticalshoez]

Was thinking of my post about dream teams and got really invested in whatever Unrequited Hate has going on

[turbo-tsundere]

An AU where technically nothing’s changed, except everyone knows Tsumugi is the mastermind, and that they’re trapped in a show: but not only they're still helpless against her and cannot escape (neither can Tsumugi herself) - they also have to deal with her contractualy obligated sponsorship announcements during trials and investigations... including 30-second-long unskipabble ads before the monitor presents voting results and the blackened.

What dignity? What respect? Everything is a commercialised farce, and everyone, including Tsumugi, is perpetually oscillating between exasperated apathy and resigned frenzy.

Their sanity is doing fine, they tell themselves.

The Show Must (Not) Go On.

I’ve kept this thing in my drafts for uhhhh...

This long.

Over 2 yeaarrrsssss. Because I felt self-consciouss about posting drawings in this style. But idgaf anymore it’s part of my soul. Enjoy.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Cite your sources.

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[twilightcitysky]

If S3 gets cancelled you know Michael and David will get dressed up, hair dyed, contacts and bow tie in place, and tell Georgia to grab the phone. Remember, they both know how it ends.

[bacchuschucklefuck]

class swap design masterpost for convenience (from top to bottom: bard!riz, cleric!gorgug, sorcerer!kristen, barbarian!fig, artificer!adaine, and rogue!fabian)

[s4ltedcod]

gif-ing endurance dogs to deal with all my current problems

[what-am-i-doing-in-this-fandom]

The Stanleymobile gets its flirting skills from its owner 🤞

[idliketobeatree]

i just know for a fact that charles has a tragic, chronic giggler disease in bed. like, yes of course, crying during sex beautiful and true, but have we ever considered him smiling so widely that they literally cannot proceed with anything, because edwin keeps asking him "what made you laugh this time? what is so hilarious?", and charles needs to duck his head because how can he explain that he's incandescently happy and it's not going away. "sorry we can't kiss, i can't control my joy long enough to relax my mouth. oops." and he's like "okay, okay, i got this, for reals this time"; it takes edwin palming both of his cheeks to pull charles in and charles just. grins. again. teeth clinking in the middle. he would be mortified if this was anyone else or if edwin decided that's enough and maybe we should play cluedo instead.

he's doing neither, because edwin's a good person like that. he finds a way to tickle him along the sides so that charles has a reason to have a chuckling fit at least.

and it must have been a complete shock to edwin too. if he dared to imagine it at all, he never would've guessed intimate relations could be so... freeing. that you can laugh yourself to tears and still keep going, that your lover can have such a wonderful time exploring everything unknown about you that he's glowing inside and out. from what he's gathered, sex is supposed to bring a certain level of seriousness and it's like, the exact opposite with charles— frankly, it's just more of charles, everything about him distilled and intensified, his normally warming smiles are blinding now, the way his limbs move thrice as graceful as when he's on a case. you know edwin has a list of favourite charles sounds, and somewhere near the top lands the breathy, unabashedly happy huff which morphs into a quiet moan by the end. he loves it. he'd be lacking without it. edwin is the luckiest ghost on earth, it seems.

[kayleerowena]

🫀 celebrating valentine's day early with some antifascist candy hearts 🫀

making art has been difficult lately given, you know, everything, so this is me finding the venn diagram between loving the valentine's aesthetic (as always) & being so so angry about the state of the world.

[diminuel]

What would a DofuDragon baby look like? A blonde Dragon with the Donquixote grin? More Doflamingo-esque, but with Dragon's hairline and brows? And who would carry the baby?!?

:P Admiral No Brows is quite dreamy, you can't really blame Doffy for letting his mind wander.

(I have an easy rule: the guy I like better gets the gift of Mpreg bestowed upon him. There are exceptions but that's usually how I do it. *is not answering the question*)

Edit: cleaned it up a bit~

[electoons]

I love the college of winterhold. everyone there is casually deranged and there's like an alarming number of students and staff who threaten you immediately when they meet you. it's always one of the first questlines I do. which makes it even funnier when you get made the arch-mage of the college. I'm level 12 and got through this questline knowing exactly 3 spells. what do you mean you want me to lead the college. this school CANNOT be an accredited institution

[starlitmeadows]

a small idea for which i had to learn how to work with the isat dialogue maker

i like the "ghost" option, but what if we look at Loop's situation from a slightly different perspective?

[daddario]

Sam and Dean lacking personal space in every episode - 26/327