#mica<3

[cherrykamado]

ask game: u r the levi -> tanjiro mutual (bonus: the mutual I am always fond of seeing on my dash)

LMFAOOOOO mica baby u been there since the veery beginning <333

[marvelousbelladonna]

These was an adorable dog front row

[serenescribe]

another ficlet idea: lilia and silver bonding together in the secret garden au \o/ are they playing a game? chatting together? ill leave that one up to you!

[✐] ficlet frenzy

“Regardless of whether you may be ready or not… here I come, little one!”

He stifles a giggle by pressing his palm against his lips, back pressed against the rough expanse of bark and moss. Silver is hiding, nestled behind a particularly ancient tree with roots so monstrously large that they tangle together into dips and crannies he can hide within. He can feel his heart thumping in his chest, the adrenaline of the game seizing hold of him, but there is no real fear there, only anticipation.

It is yet another day in this secret, wonderful garden he stumbled upon in the woods. His refuge, his little paradise away from the orphanage. It isn’t as though he hates it there; his friends are nice, and he loves to play with them, and some of the adults are kind enough to sneak him a few extra treats, or a gift or two. But here, tucked away within the rounded stone walls of a secret garden, is something special — an earthly paradise of the most beautiful flora and fauna, and a friend who smiles at him and plays with him — all his, all for Silver alone.

They’re playing hide and seek again. They’ve played it many times before. But no matter how many times they do it, there’s always somewhere new to hide. Silver always discovers new spots to tuck his tiny body away in, peering out from the wispy leaves of the trees, or ducking his head as his friend peers through a crack in a wall that he’s hiding within. In this little garden, this special place, there is always something new — and can anyone really blame Silver for wanting to come here again and again, whisking himself away into a wondrous world of his fantasies made real?

He holds his breath, eyes wide as he hears a faint thumping of footsteps go by. He must’ve gotten distracted; is his friend close by?

Silver’s friend is… how can he describe him? He doesn’t have a name for him, always referring to him as mister, but he is kind to him, always welcoming him in with a fang-toothed smile, his long black-and-red hair swaying behind him in gentle breezes of springtime wind. He presses sweet treats into Silver’s hands, swings him around merrily into a dance, and plays game after game with him before they collapse into rambling chatters of anything and everything that’s on Silver’s mind.

Silver loves his friend. He really does!

And yet, there is a line he dares not cross.

Beware of the faeries, the adults have always told them. Those of the orphanage are more superstitious than most, having experienced strange activity in the woods time and time again in spite of the modern era they all live in. For as long as Silver can remember, he has been taught painstakingly about how to deal with strange, beautiful people, those who wish to lure him away. Be polite to them, reject their food, and above all else, do not give away your name.

It’s the reason why his friend calls him child and little one, affectionately referring to him as dear. It’s the reason Silver carefully puts aside the ripe fruits and sugary treats he receives, always claiming that he isn’t hungry, and always making sure to eat before he comes so he isn’t telling a lie.

And yet, in spite of all the dangers, he keeps coming back.

“Found you!”

He squeaks as a shadow falls over him, two glinting red eyes peering down at him. His friend grins cheekily, before reaching down to scoop Silver up, lithe limbs betraying a supernatural sort of strength. “What a devious hiding spot,” he teases, “to take advantage of your small statue and hide amidst the roots of the trees! You grow better at this every day, dear.”

Silver squirms slightly, though he leans into the hold soon enough. His friend smells nice, like fresh forest pines and sweet fruits mingling together into something that clings to his nose. Everything about him just brings such an ease to Silver, a happiness he could have never possibly dreamt of.

(And yet, he still hesitates. He still notices the unnatural swiftness of his friend’s movements, the otherworldly beauty that drapes off of him, the way the garden seems to shift day after day, growing and twisting at an otherwise impossible pace.

There is a tinge of iron that clings to his scent.

Silver is happy here. He is safe. But—)

“You must be thirsty after all that hiding.” He feels himself being placed down onto a soft patch of grass. Silver watches as his friend pulls out an elegant little leaf cup out of nowhere, filled with something glistening and shimmering, with a scent that makes his mouth water. “Why not quench your thirst, hm?”

(Does he trust his friend?)

Silver blinks at the drink offered to him.

And then he smiles.

“Thank you for the offer, but… it’s alright!”

[0rchidm4ntis]

Happy birthday King 💫

[loaksbitch]

okay so.. i have to most agonizing, toe curling, bed-edge sitting smutty angst‼️ anyone ready??? 🤨 — it’s neteyam x reader btw !!

[wanderandlostarts]

At least it's not your blood

[upperranktwo]

☆Oikawa Tōru☆

Requested by @princesstooru

[changeling-fae]

To prepare for the release of Baldur’s Gate 3, here are all my EA ocs.

Nymurra Auvry’val - Drow’ri sorcerer/bard, she/her, age 26, romancing Astarion (and maybe Gale or Karlach).

Tilla - Half-elf cleric of Umberlee/aberrant sorcerer, she/her, age 23, romancing Astarion.

Jen - Half-drow barbarian/draconic sorcerer, he/him, age 37, romancing Astarion and SH.

Cillian Baker - Tiefling bard/fey warlock, he/him, age 35, romancing Astarion.

Ellywick Glitterfoot - Drow (but raised by gnomes) sorcerer, she/her, age 25, romancing Astarion.

Lavinia - Half-elf draconic sorcerer, she/her, age 25, romancing Astarion.

Whisp - Half-elf (but feylost) sorcerer, she/they, age 200+ but looks 20’s, romancing Astarion.

Mica Nylla Knackle - Deep gnome bard, she/her, age 24, romancing Astarion. (She’s @int9 Carnelian’s niece).

Victyrr - Half-drow gloom stalker, he/him, age 27, romancing Astarion. (He’s still new and I’m still developing him).

Little facts of each.

Nym loses control of her demonic blood rage when she’s pushed to her limits, struggles with wanting to be good but has a lot of rage.

Tilla was an acolyte of Umberlee but discovered an aboleth deep beneath the temple. It tried to use her to escape but died and an echo of it fused with her mind, changing her forever.

Jen was 13 when he was told by a prophecy that he would have to sacrifice himself to save the world. He ran away and got picked up by raiders where he’s tried to run from his date as a hero.

Cillian wanted to be a famous bard and made a pact with the feylord Oberon. Now he’s getting tired and is trying to escape the pact.

Ellywick was found abandoned in the underdark by a deep gnome from Baldur’s Gate making a mining expedition. He and his wife raised her on the surface and now she’s a well known cartographer of the underdark, paid to map it out for surface expeditions.

Lavinia is the daughter of cultists that worship a dracolich and was married to him as his next bride. There’s lore in the cult that the bride reincarnates every 100 years to be married and devoured by him. She managed to escape but he’s still hunting for her.

Whisp was kidnapped as a child by a member of the unseelie court and made a toy for them. She spent 200 years trapped and then one day found herself back in the MP, changed from her experience.

Mica is the daughter of deep gnome scholars of the Society of Brilliance who were studying a myconid colony and the spores when her mother was pregnant gave her some of their abilities.

Victyrr I’m still figuring out but I think one parent was an asmr race (can never spell it).

[caesurables]

Happy October 3rd!

[bizlybebo]

do you ever make a dnd/ttrpg character even though it’ll never see the light of a campaign cause you don’t have anyone to play with. so they just exist in the little campaign world you made in your head and you never do anything else with them because they could only ever be properly portrayed via the ttrpg medium. and cry

[the-kipsabian]

🕯✨manifestiation circle for a swerve title win tonight✨🕯

likes charge, reblogs cast

[marvelousbelladonna]

Since landing on Ruidus, Imogen and Laudna have been going nonstop and connecting with bigger threats, but in all this chaos… how’s their relationship? Have any of the recent event changed it in one way or another?

I think what Marisha mentioned might be a spoiler, unless I’m not remembering something that happened

[thetimecrystal]

hewwo mica i wanna share the latest in the swerve vs hangman saga with you cause they went hard in this story last night ough

oh. my god-

swerve is SO HUNGRY for this-

holy shit this match is gonna be interesting this sunday what the fuck

[0rchidm4ntis]

La la lu, la la lu

Oh, my little star sweeper

I'll sweep the stardust for you

[loaksbitch]

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[abs0luteb4stard]

W A T C H I N G

Here we go. The final season of the frontier of TNG.