#but ty for the tag i appreciate it ^^

[impossible-rat-babies]

15 lines of dialogue

Rules: Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!

i got tagged by @lilas! ty friend! im gonna tag (sorry for possible double tagging): @thevikingwoman, @hythlodaes, @lavampira, @consulaaris, @gefiltefished, @scionshtola, @starrypawz and anyone else!

a lot of these are from unfinished wips w/o context, im so sorry

1. “Nay, I should have spoken my mind soon after arriving Slitherbough. Mistaken as you were to my nature upon us reuniting, I would not so easily cast aside that which you beheld.” They pause, a bitter smile coming to their lips. “A brilliant soul, I have been called before— nomenclature befitting Hydaelyn’s Chosen. And yet it is not Her light which eats away at me now.”

2. “I care in the loneliness that stood before me in the place beyond the stars. How it looked down at me and I wondered how I had not yet memorized its face. How it asked me if this would be the last time I would gaze upon its face, and if the ache between my ribs would leave me.”

3. Eyrie pauses, worrying their lip. “Pity—pity and sorrow ‘twas what I felt most keenly. Not truly alive, but never allowed to die. A most vile fate for a once great wyrm of the first brood.”

4. “Keeping yourself busy are you?” Alisiae asks, shutting the door behind her. They hold up the book idly, a sigh escaping their lips.

“T’was Krile’s idea. A measure put in place should my vision stagnate at this state, or deteriorate further.”

5. “I know, Alisaie.” They whisper softly, reaching out again to take her hands. Tinged with barely there warmth and stiff fingers as their hold her hands tight. “I know I am dying. I can feel it—beneath my chest, next to my heart. ‘Tis so very dark and cold there.”

“Then why?” She asks, voice tender in her throat. Fingers tensing in their gentle hold. “Why keep telling us it is going to be okay?”

“I would not have us give into grief.” They reply.

“Tis for the dead we grieve, not for the living. With the ache in my chest comes fear, but I would not give up hope. I would not see sorrow rob us of what time we have left. I would not see you mourn just yet.”

6. “Tis easy to peer from the outside in and question why your grandfather gave his life unto a people so fit to squabble and worry naught of any greater threat than that beyond their own borders. Your anger was not unfounded, Alisaie.”

“Still…I should have known better. What would grandfather have had to say?”

Eyrie grins, inclining their head towards her. “Oh something important I would imagine—he was oft given to providing sage advice…if asked or not.”

7. They look up at the sky stretching so far above—the distant twinkling of the stars.

“Ignorant I was to the horrors that would follow. All of my many long years in the wood had made me blind. To what one had to endure—what one would be asked to do; what I have done to my fellow man. There came a time when I stopped and looked back to see myself very far from the intentions that first compelled my feet to walk forward. And there would be no returning.”

8. “I can storm the tower, Y’shtola. ‘Tis simply…”

They rub their hands together, eyes narrowing.

“I do not trust my hands. Alphinaud tended to some of my hurts, but I was more afraid of his touch. Afraid of my own hands should he have found a bruise too tender or raw; what horrors a simple touch would invite into my head. If i had grabbed his wrist in my terror and broken it…how could I forgive myself for that? For hurting him?”

9. They pause, letting the words sink in as the boy deflates, working his lips in ill disguised frustration.

“Alphinaud.” They break the heavy silence looming above them. “I am not a sword to point at the enemies of Eorzea, or the Scions. I am not a soldier to be ordered about—told of my singular duty and thus committed to the cause without fear. Without despair or anxiety. Standing as a shield before the plight of a helpless world, begging for a hero to lead her to a new path. There is resentment there, Alphinaud—I will not lie. I love Eorzea.”

[nu-kuya]

heres a better compilation of the lootbox scenes 🫡 eiden & familiars will be in a reblog bc image post limit

[sunflowers-and-scales]

almost christmas

[shepscapades]

This file is named “Destruction BREAKDOWN” because of me. It’s me. I’m having the breakdown

[amimiru]

✨sylvanian dantoru✨

[shoujoegg]

finished painting studies w/ the og dregs....

[mediummushroom]

a nostalgic sleepover 🍀

[the-binding-blade]

at the threshold

A visual novel in which Someoka musters up the courage to ask Fubuki on a date to hang out! Featuring 15K words over 2 routes of soccer, feelings, and...ghosts?

A gift for @masterlillyclaw that became extremely ambitious. You wanted somefubu, and boy do I have it in spades <3

Available to download for PC and Mac free here!

Features, warnings, and credits are all available on the itch.io page. If you decide to give it a whirl, thank you so much! I hope you enjoy your time with it as much as I enjoyed making it!

[notdysfunk]

ok wait PLEASE share your shadowmilk art if you have any bc I would absolutely eat it up (DCA enjoyers and crk go hand in hand imo)

AAA OK!! Here you gooo... here's a bunch + some magma doodles I probably wouldn't have shared otherwise HEHE

(sorry in advance for repeats)

Most of these are in chronological order, so you can kind of see the evolution of the insanity as it unfolds in real time

[arcanegifs]

on gif reposting: i dont mind it if u use them for whatever but just put a credit on it please

is that too much of a request for all the free stuff ive made after all these years lmao

[oscahpitlane]

i do × landoscar

[iamhereinthebg]

Trust

[biblically-accurate-dca]

au where moon fills in while sun is "on vacation" and nothing bad happens

[unknownhyperial]

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[demonic0angel]

Violent Violet with Steph attending some Jewish holiday things with Sam.

“What’re you doing?” Stephanie asked, leaning over Sam’s shoulder. Sam had several pots on the stove, some with oil and others with soup or brisket, and she watched them carefully with thermometers in each pot as they cooked various things inside.

“Preparing for Hanukkah. Danny, Tucker, and the others are also going to come by later when it gets darker. Want to try a piece?” Sam asked.

Stephanie nodded. She eyed the finished products on the counter nearby with greed in her eyes and Sam chuckled before waving a hand and giving silent permission. Stephanie was immediately drawn to one particular, tasty looking treat that had a sort of jelly filling inside.

“What’s this?” Stephanie asked, not even waiting for an answer before putting the donut-like treat into her mouth.

“That’s pontshke. They’re like donuts. Pretty good, right?” Sam smiled as Stephanie moaned in delight from the taste, nodding enthusiastically. She wiped away the powdered sugar from her cheek and chuckled as Stephanie blushed.

Stephanie pointed to a fried piece of something, licking her lips. “So what’s this?”

“Latkes. They’re sort of like potato pancakes. They’re savory though, not sweet,” she explained and fed a piece to Stephanie, who hummed happily from the food.

“They’re good too! You’re baking something in the oven?”

“Koylitsh bread and rugelach,” Sam said. “I’m still making more stuff.”

Stephanie whistled, before stuffing her mouth with another piece of latke. She chewed and then wrapped her arms around Sam, nuzzling her since she was very warm from all of the cooking. “You’re making a lot of food. You’ve worked hard.”

Sam smiled and said, “Yeah. It’s my first Hanukkah without my family. It’s also my first with you after all. I want to make sure it’s special.”

Stephanie grinned. “It’s already special if we’re together.”

They both beamed and then shared a kiss. This was their first Hanukkah together, but definitely not their last, as they would share many, many holidays together in the future.

[crazy000567]