#lyss speaks

[starrynerd]

you guys know how gryffindor’s chant during quidditch games is “go go gryffindor?”

you cannot convince me that hufflepuff’s isn’t “puff puff pass”

[movementlyss]

It's movement time, let's fuckin go

[lyss-draws-sometimes]

So, I don’t really know why I’m typing this out, but I kind of just want it to be physically stated somewhere, I think.

For a while I didn’t really know what my sexuality was, I figured out I wasn’t straight fairly easily, but from there I never was too sure about what I actually was.

At first I thought maybe I was pan, because I didn’t feel any sort of preference toward anybody, but it never felt quite right. It didn’t take that long for me to figure out that I was asexual, but still saying I was pan ace didn’t feel right either. I kind of put it aside though, because I didn’t feel like it mattered too much to me, and I wasn’t particularly interested in romantic relationships.

So it stayed in the back of my mind for a while, but was never something I thought about too much, but I started to hear about other people’s experiences and what they felt, and slowly but surely I started to figure stuff out. Whenever I heard about the experiences and feelings of people who were aromantic, it sounded a lot like what I felt, and all of a sudden I came to a realization.

“Didn’t feel a preference towards anybody” “Not particularly interested in romantic relationships” … I am surprised it took me so long to realize, but, yeah, I’m pretty sure I’m on the aromantic spectrum

So, just because I don’t really have anybody to tell it too, and I wanna say it somewhere: I am arospec and ace!

[lysslifeblogs]

it’s almost app szn again time for people to start getting the “Have you considered Harvard?” letters in the mail yaaaaaasssss

[andmakeithome]

I'm sure someone has to have seen this before but look at this!!

[lyss-butterscotch]

A friendly reminder you can infact build a fully functional database and search engine in facking microsoft excel

Why? Idk past me did the mental and coding gymnastics to do it shrugs

[rithmeres]

[lyssartandstars]

two things!!

josh keaton found my art twitter (that I keep forgetting to delete; really glad I didn't now??) and my redbubble so uh!!! here's an obligatory plug. just added a few new things; every little purchase helps!

this is a great time to announce that I have to get my wisdom teeth out in january and will be opening full commissions in the next week or so to pay for that!! keep an eye out! 👀

[dodgebolts]

i'm fluent in russian (i'm not russian btw) and it seems this guy just tried to play into stereotypes about russians (a violent person that loves God and singing national anthem)

i think dream left his jokes in a video because he also jokes about being a racist trumpie sometimes

the playing into stereotypes thing would make sense but again I’m just trying to figure out the tone bc it seems like people have a million different interpretations and I don’t know a lick of Russian nor all that much about Russian humor 😭

[tsuriaa]

my family ordered dessert while i ordered a BOWL OF BOBA😋😋 NO DRINK, JUST TAPIOCA PEARLS

PARANG MASARAP SIYANG TIKMAN

[starrynerd]

me seeing all these gifs from the doctor who 60th anniversary:

..,:,..,,.,perhaps it’s time to catch back up with doctor who LOL

[movementlyss]

OKAY I mean it for real this time. going to start being more active starting in Feb!!

[two-white-butterflies]

fresh out the slammer | daemon targaryen

Description: Daemon Targaryen always found himself running to you after his failed marriages.

Pairing: Daemon Targaryen/The Hand!Reader

Now pretty baby, I'm running back home to you. Fresh out the slammer, I know who my first call will be to.

The Dragon Prince was always an unpredictable figure. He made choices of his own, allowed his hot-blooded anger to rule his decisions instead of his mind. "Lord Otto warned me years ago, he knew that Daemon would try this..." Viserys cursed underneath his breath, it was a mere second ago when Lord Otto Hightower delivered the news about Rhaenyra's excursion with Daemon.

"I know Rhaenyra, she wouldn't do that in her own accord - this is Daemon's doing, my husband." Queen Alicent followed behind him, and you both exchange a look. Viserys takes a deep breath.

Viserys wanted to believe that his daughter was as innocent as Alicent thought but he knew that it wasn't the case. "The same blood flows through their veins, Rhaenyra and Daemon, they are both unpredictable - untamed by tradition. I would approve of this but my brother has a wife, we cannot risk offending House Royce." the King responded, waiting for your reply.

"We must do something about Daemon." Viserys articulated, "I believe that we have exhausted all our efforts into taming your brother, my king. You've already named him as the Commander of the City Watch. If that position has not taught him anything about honor and respect, I-I cannot see a possibility that anything could." you mused, his eyebrows merged into each other.

"We can send him away, force him to return to his lawful wife." Alicent suggested. "- the people at court, they'll talk about Rhaenyra, they'll bring her moralities into question. If she is to be the future Queen, then shouldn't the court respect her?" Alicent added, hoping to sway her husband into making the decision.

"It is already an endless cycle, my queen. Prince Daemon is forced into exile, he returns a few years and he does something that forces him to exile once more." you argued, on top of that, the prince was an asset to the crown - a warrior if not anything lesser.

"- to catch him would be to catch the wind." you ended and a sigh escapes the King's mouth. "- and we are still unsure if Prince Daemon was with Princess Rhaenyra. Mayhaps, it was just a whore from Lyss who bore resemblance to our princess." you defended, mentally reminding yourself to confront him after this conversation.

Viserys was silent for a second.

He takes a deep breath.

"I shall speak to my brother, confirm or derail the allegations. Then I shall call the small council and make a decision there." he concluded.

Daemon clenched his jaw, seeing you walk towards him in his periphery. A child in his eyes - decades lesser than his age, and yet his brother found you more fitting to be the Hand.

What did you have, that he did not?

"Lord Otto reports seeing you with Princess Rhaenyra late at night in Fleabottom." you opened the conversation and he did his best not to show any facial expressions. "What do you want?" his eyes narrowed.

"It was her then? I'll have you know that your brother plans to wring your head because of that." you chuckled, amused by his childish antics. Was it his first time in court? "If it is her, if it is not her, it is none of your business, hand." he grits his teeth.

You resist the urge to roll your eyes.

"Your brother will send you back to your wife. He will not grant you disbarment, nor will he grant you marriage with your niece. You are caught in a limbo, my prince." you explained his situation.

He could give lesser of a fuck.

"- but I can offer you a way out." you offered, and his pupils dilated. Suddenly piqued by your proposition. He takes a strand of your hair and moves it behind your ears. Your faces were mere inches away from each other. "A pretty lady offers me a proposition, I cannot decline." he agrees with the deal.

You stare deep into those purple eyes.

"I'm fairly new to court, they don't trust me - I've made a few enemies. Especially Lord Otto, and I know enough to know that you are smarter than you seem - that he fears you to some extent." you whispered, your voice low so that he'd have to lean closer to hear.

"You protect me, and I'll protect you." you offered. "- this thing with Rhaenyra will die down, just pretend that it was some Lyseni whore you bedded, and not your niece. You can still fuck her, if you wish, but be a little more discreet." you counseled.

"Sure." he hummed, pulling away from your body.

It's been a few months since the start of your alliance with the Rogue Prince, and surprisingly he's become a decent friend. Hilarious, when he tries. "Drink this," he placed a cup of ale in front of you. It wasn't your first time in Fleabottom, but it was your first time going here incognito beside him.

"Gods, aren't you going to help Harwin?" you chuckled, taking a slight sip of the ale. It was much too strong for your tastes. Daemon laughed in return, raising his hand and calling out to Harwin. "Are you alright?" he inquired and the man nodded his head sluggishly, fighting against the effects of alcohol.

"He's alright," Daemon antagonized, biting back a few giggles. "This is my first time seeing you loosen off. You're kind of a boring prude." he insulted jokingly, and you responded with an eye-roll. "Fuck you." your eyes narrowed.

"Seven hells, aren't you going to do anything now?" you raised an eyebrow, seeing Harwin led to the stage by a few bedwarmers. One of the girls pressed kisses on his cheeks. "I thought I was your only one," Daemon chuckled, not planning to stop Harwin from having his fun. "I thought you were old friends." you teased.

"Closer than friends, lesser than lovers." he shrugged and a laugh escapes your mouth. You always managed to laugh at his antics. He always pretended to be close to the people that hated him, sometimes even referring to Otto Hightower as the father he never had - of course, that was an insult to the man's physical features.

There was a comfortable silence between you, a silence that was only marred by the habitual sipping of ale. "You frequent these types of places?" you inquired, only beginning to realize the slight reddish tint on his cheeks.

"I used to, but not much now, they've grown...boring." he waited for the right words to exit his mouth. The truth was, he found himself slowly liking your company - liking the words that came out of your mouth, the insults that made him laugh, and the thought of fucking a woman who was only paid to moan and groan left him unfulfilled. He craved something deeper - like an idiot, he wanted a woman that understood him, that was able to shake his soul with avarice.

He needed someone like you, but he hasn't quite figured that out yet.

"The Prince of Flea Bottom, finding his own kingdom...boring." you mimicked his tone. "I've merely understood the fact that there are much better things to do than empty my spend on a whore's belly." he retorted, the conversation turning serious. "You should return to your wife and empty your seed on that belly." you teased once more, you've always laughed at the topic of his wife.

"I fucking hate you," he took a large swig of his ale. "- get me pissed enough and I'll fuck you, I swear to god." he cursed and you froze slightly. He made you feel dangerous for a moment. Like something could sweep by and take him, and you won't even have the right to mourn - you'll just watch him go, and wallow in the memory of him being vulgar with you.

[66sharkteeth]

Weekly thoughts!

Hooboy, the big episode! First off, I think everyone knows by now that you probably shouldn't read these if you haven't read the latest episode, but I ESPECIALLY mean that this week! Talking about some way bigger than usual spoilers.

Phew, this was a big one, both from a writing and drawing perspective. I actually spent a full day on that last panel alone, but writing it took way longer than usual too. Going back and forth between Bell's speech and Jericho's backstory played perfectly like a movie in my head, but it was really hard to portray it as a comic and it was one of the few times I was struggling with the limitations of the format. I think I pulled it off though, since everyone seemed to follow along fine! So while it was probably just a neat scene to everyone else, I'm rather proud of that haha.

As for the actual contents of the episode, I'm also glad everything hit w/ the majority of the audience for the most part. I know a handful were confused about if that was Bell or Jericho who did that, but to those people, I remind you it's been loooong established Jericho can control his extensions (Bell, Charlie, and Claude. Remember, they all took injections of Jericho's blank space?). Also on that note, Bell does not have her own scion... Only Rex and Jericho do. Bell, Charlie and Claude all took injections of Jericho's blank space, thus get to borrow some of his power. I recommend re-reading ep 80 if you need a refresher.

I do consider this ep kind of a big reveal of Jericho's true colors. I mean, you guys have known he's the main villain for ages now, but this is the ep that reveals his "better world for blanks" act is kind of a façade and what he's really seeking is a worse world for humans. The fall of humans benefitting blanks is just kind of a bonus. I'm glad a few people caught onto this with the fact that one of the worst horrors he experienced was having his autonomy taken away from him, then he proceeds to do just that to Bell.

And speaking of Jericho's horrors- Before this season launched, I dropped a bunch of hints about upcoming things. One of them was that the most disturbing scene (in my opinion) was coming up. I was actually referring to what happened to Kallie. I'm not sure if it was as disturbing to everyone else (I totally get like if Claude's leg thing fucked people up more), but being evaporated into nothingness but not dying was an existential dread that really fucks me up haha. If it fucked even a couple of other people up, then I did my job.

I don't have too much else to say about the contents of the episode. It was so hard to bite my tongue for weeks as everyone predicted pretty much every character but Desmond was gonna get it. I'm sorry I don't have too much else to say about him right now given what happened, but I definitely will in the upcoming weeks.

I guess the only other note I have is I might as well address something that bugs me slightly- It's definitely a minority but there's a handful of people who seem done with the series because "too many things go wrong." To which... I'm not sure what to tell ya. I'm fine with critique and criticism to be clear, but honestly, this is one thing I'm actually really confident I'm good at balancing. I'm not sure where people are coming from with "nothing good ever happens in this series" when this season alone has had probably the cutest and fluffiest scenes. Rex has a canon girlfriend, he had his first kiss with her, Desmond was reunited with his sister and learned to accept himself, Lyss learned to move past her trauma and accept blanks, Rex was reunited with Shnee, Rex's scion turns out to be a puppy dog w/ a crush. I'm aware a lot of these got kind of crushed with this latest ep...but that's.. kind of. the. point??? That's how you write tragedy and impactful scenes??

I dunno, maybe this is personal to me because it's ALWAYS bugged me when someone tells me they think a show is bad because it's "too dark." Like no... It's not *bad* because it's too dark, you just don't like dark themes, and that's okay. I TOTALLY get if CoB has gotten too dark for some people- it's definitely hit some hard themes and subjects, but I don't like to accept that as a critique. It just means it's not for you and that's okay. There's a ton of other great comics that are more light-hearted! I think the TLDR of this is it will always annoy me when people say something is bad just because it's not their taste.

Now. That said... everyone is completely valid in their hate of Jericho. I, however, still love him.

[andmakeithome]

what in the goddamn

[wrathkitty]

Short Debts Make Long Friends - Chapter 19 (Part 2)

Chapter 19 - I Don't Need to See Your Face, I Just Need You to Help Me Pretend (Part 2)

The shower door is wide open, and around the edge of the beveled glass he finds you sitting huddled on the floor, fully dressed, arms wrapped around your knees, heedless of the cold water raining down over your head. You haven’t stopped staring into space, but he misses the vacant gaze because the sorrow he sees in your eyes is paralyzing. He did this.

You show no sign of noticing as he steps into the cramped confines of the shower, but slump into him the moment he sits down beside you, and clutch onto his arm with both hands as you rest your head on his pauldron. 

“I keep seeing it,” you choke out.

No, I’m what you keep seeing, he amends silently. Darksaber held high, swinging down in a merciless descent and unfeelingly cleaving through a man’s body two times over.

“I wish I hadn’t seen it.” You’re speaking again, rambling, your words coming faster and faster. “But he was going to kill you. They all were, and I’m not sorry they’re dead, I’m not sorry any of them are dead, and I’m not sorry I helped, I’m glad.” 

You lift your head to look up at him, lips trembling and slightly bluish from cold. 

“Does that make me a monster?”

Oh, God, you actually mean it.

“Oh, cyare, no,” Din breathes, “No. You’re the farthest thing from.” 

You don’t believe him. Droplets cling to your lashes and cheeks, but he cannot separate the water from the tears as you tell him the words he has been dreading since the day he found a remnant of the life you had left behind:

“I wish I was home.” 

A lump rises in Din’s throat and swells to the point of pain, but he simply tucks you under his arm, bringing your head against his chest as he wraps you in.

“I know, mesh’la.” 

His voice is steady, but inside he is breaking. With his other arm, he reaches up to twist the tap above your heads, and as the water changes from cold to warm, he holds you close and repeats, “I know.”

Short Debts Make Long Friends - An overeducated, underpaid millennial finally gets to go on her first adventure.

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