#cr 33

[lightningtitties]

fearne fucking with imogen’s fear of heights has gotta be one of my fav bits

[yeritos]

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[rjshope]

the brightest star

for @cosmicdreamgrl✨

[sseulr1n]

:¨ ·.· ¨: 𓈒⠀⠀ Thank You for Living. 𓏸ㅤ۪ ︶ྀི

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[xaytheloser]

on the topic of "Dark Choco cannot see for SHIT", I would like to note that near and far sightedness tends to be hereditary, so I would like to sprinkle in a fun idea that Dark Cacao can also not see for shit but to a lesser degree, like he needs special glasses to read and shit again thanks for coming to my ted talk

[revvethasmythh]

I do have to say that, given Ashton and Chetney's statements about Ishta in 92 that the sword did not belong to the rest of the party and they would require permission (from Orym) to do anything with it, I too would have assumed deciding what to do with the sword in any capacity would not require group discussion. If just the day before, I'd heard members of the group say, "That's not our sword. That's permission" and no one protested or spoke against the sentiment, choosing what to do with the sword would not have seemed like something that required consultation

[godaweful]

passive perception halved while sleeping and orym can STILL tell when someone moves away from him in bed that is INSANE

[famousflowermagazine]

what kills me is that after otahan killed orym he was reaching for the sending stone to maybe hear dorian's voice before he died, like that moment broke my heart honestly like can you imagine orym hearing dorian's voice through the sending stone being the last thing he hears

it's just heartbreaking honestly.

[blorbologist]

“i love you” + vex

“I love you.”

“Rhhhah.”

“No - I love you.”

“Rrroak.”

“I. Love. You.”

“Roak-ak-ak-ak.”

Vex’ahlia sighs in exasperation and expunges what air’s left in her lungs by slumping against Trinket. The raven flutters back a few paces at the movement, watching her with its head cocked. She can’t stand looking at it anymore, so instead tips her head skyward. Everything’s greys up there: silver if she’s feeling fanciful, smokey if she’s not. Which she isn’t, anymore. 

It’s not that fucking hard to say. 

She’s heard cats and dogs grumble it, as close as they could get. Trinket has, too - a low grumbling Ruy ruh r’ou’ that the twins have been absolutely determined to get him to repeat. And the colorful birds of Marquet which can say all that and more. That one week they spent at Dalen’s Closet, Keyleth had shrieked in surprise when one chirped canItouchyourbutt - oh, and Vax had made it his goal to teach it how to say fuck, and - 

Well. Now she’s here. 

All those birds are probably dead. Or maybe they aren’t - she doesn’t know how long they live. But she’s surrounded by the same ravens that flocked to Whitestone after Vax - after, and she’s really, really tired of them only repeating the stupidest shit.

Percy didn’t teach Leona to say fuck. Neither did Cassandra, or Kynan, or any of the childrens’ favorite guards, and Vesper would never. Grog and Scanlan know better, now that Pike’s on their asses for Juniper proudly declaring things shit. 

She’s very sure it’s the ravens. They do say fuck, and hello, oy you, and pretty birdie, and - well. Shitballs is probably her fault. Indirectly. So is motherfucker. 

(Look: they always pester her when she and Trinket hunt something down, even after they’ve been given the offal, and she really, really is bereft of opportunities to swear with all the kids running around the mansion, alright? It’s cathartic.)

Yes, very cathartic. But now the ravens taught her toddler to say fuck, and she really should do something about it. 

Vex’ahlia rolls her gaze back to ground level. The solitary raven is watching her still, throat feathers fluffing with its breaths. 

She’s pretty familiar with most of them now; this one has a bad habit of trying to steal her knives when she’s cleaning a kill. He’s very glossy, with a notch in his tail fan. It. It feels like a he. 

Trinket’s breath is a reassuring backdrop, his fur too-warm behind her in his humidity. She feels out a little scrap of meat, getting both the bear and bird’s attention. 

“Let’s try it again, darling. Come on,” she prompts. “I love you.”

The raven opens his mouth, feathers ruffled as though he’s about to squall - but he shuts it with a clack, considering her. 

Again: “I love you.”

“Rah-ah-ah-ah-ah.” Like it’s laughing.

… This will take a while.

(If pressed, Vex would say she wasn’t sure why she started with I love you. Maybe because she loves Whitestone, and wants to tell it that without being weird. Because it’s something sweet that could make people smile. Or because Percy will certainly jump if he hears her voice somewhere he doesn’t expect it.)

(Maybe because her voice, echoed within a hard beak, might just sound deeper, and more like Vax’s. And it would do her well to hear him say it again, and hope that he hears her too.)

[koosuvi]

✺　　 ☕️　 happy 3,000 ! ⅄ ⟢

eek thank you all SO MUCH for 3k !! i am ever so grateful and can’t thank all of you enough for this ! your constant support means the world and continues to motivate me greatly :3 i would have quit long ago if it wasn’t for the amazing people i met on here, you all are the BEST !! this is so unreal and i’m so incredibly happy and am looking forward to the next milestone <333

some super precious ppl:

@jeonzio @trivijoy @yeritos @iluvrei @agsthv @rkivefr @wiotas @softkiseu @jenfaery @p-oisn @jnssite @jnthri @koo-night @gigittamic @h-ao @kurcmia @poeticore @minslune @oopys @jkghost @florietas ++ so so many more

[dnd-smash-pass-vs]

They're elves of the shadowfell, normal human height. They specialize in teleportation and invisibility, with the casters among them throwing in confusion and fear and illusion. Be careful though, as any trained in combat start making non-elves slower and worse while within 10 feet. From depression, from the sound of it. Their angst about being more ancient and timeless than you wordlessly attaches to you like a parasite, slowing you down. Good for if you enjoy concepts like-

Shadows, but like DARKER than shadow, that lash out when they're moody

looking beautiful unless in shadow, in which case they're corpselike

ignoring pointless things like "comfort" and "morals" and "rules"

being the chosen of the Raven Queen, and on her behalf collecting dark tragedy, sorrow, and feelings of loss.

being corpse pale with jet black hair, pure black eyes, and covered with tattoos/piercings/anything that would make a generic white suburban mom in the 50's scream in terror.

Lumping them all together because they're all the same outside one having mage hand and such. Idc what weapon they're holding.

[howlbear]

I didn't realize it was THIS bad

[Image ID: time stamps reading "2:05:30 Battle Begins. 2:08:05 Ashton Down]

[finncakes]

she's everything to me, miss fearnie bear-cub banana ✨️🌿

[pocketgalaxies]

otohan is very scary,

[groovybatsaladherring]

i know laura said this out of character (and it definitely doesnt fit the mood in character) but i thought it was really cute

(c3e30 @ 3:36:09)

[xaytheloser]

SHE'S HOME!!!!