#mistal

[lesbianforlottie]

ok I'm remaking the poll bc I missed a couple popular ones

Please reblog when you've answered! Id also love to hear why they are your favorites

Sorry if I couldn't include your fave this is the max number of answers I can include

[kichiyosh1]

"I made it with you in mind"

wanderer x reader

to think he'd end up finding joy in such a childish activity

✧: he ends up being mean at the beginning but he apologizes in his own special way, slight hurt/comfort but nothing major

(I'm back ig? idk :3)

He couldn't believe the absurdity to which you and the young archon were subjecting him to.

The sins committed by the former harbinger are things he won't refute or deny. Indeed such actions musn't go unpunished, but perhaps he's underestimated the extent of the dendro archon's mercy.

Mind explaining what all of this is supposed to be?" he knows, with just a single glance, he grasped what was about to unfold, he just couldn't believe it. There displayed before his very eyes, a colorful assortment of beads lay scattered across a wooden table.

"You've dabbled in arts and crafts before, haven't you? You could say I proposed the idea to Lord kusanali as a way to keep that evil little brain of yours occupied"

'What evil is there to be done in bracelet crafting of all things, huh?' he deadpanned while simultaneously picking up a bead, examining how it reflects the light that's passing through the crystalline windows.

He let out a scoff.

"Have you forgotten who I am? A being of celestial creation, lessened to do recreational activities such as these? how amusing." Pathetic was the word he was looking for. Seriously, do you really expect him to just sit down quietly and start passing beads on a string without complaint to how this is a hit on his pride? It'd be more fitting if you locked him up for all of eternity, but this, this was just mockery.

It was the warmth of your hand that snapped him out of his thoughts. Eyes widened before squinting, but he dared not move, curious to what it was you were doing. You had started to fasten a piece of string to his wrist, gentle with your touch, measuring it so that it'd fit securely, but not too tight to be uncomfortable.

"Who gave you permission to lay your hands on me?" The warmth of your touch was strangely starting to get to him. He swatted your hand away, any more of that and he wouldn't know how to react.

Both of you were now glaring at each other. "Is it that hard for you to accept someone's act of kindness? I'm just trying to help." You could've sworn there was a slight change in his eyes when you said that, but was quickly replaced by an irritated smirk on his face. "I don't recall ever asking for your help, go give it to someone who actually needs it." He waved you off before plopping himself down on one of the stools before suddenly picking out random beads and charms like he wasn't against the idea a moment ago.

With furrowed brows and your mouth left slightly agape by his rude behavior, your face settled on a frown. You were used to the wanderer's arrogance and unpleasant attitude towards people, but there are times where even you are left puzzled. You went out of your way to make sure the activities kusanali planned out wouldn't overwhelm him, she'd ask you if you were doing this out of pity for him. You firmly shook your head.

You simply cared for him, that's all there was to it, but it didn't seem like he reciprocated the motion. The last he's heard from you was a sigh, before the sound of your footsteps slowly leaving faded.

You haven't visited him since. I mean how could you? if he was going to act like a brat while you spent your time there then might as well steer clear out of his way. No, you weren't being petty, and even if you were, you most certainly had every right to be. You nodded to yourself, justifying your actions as wanderer just being an asshat and you being the more mature one in this situation.

It wasn't easy. There were times where you would cross paths when he was on break from his duties (and bracelet crafting), or times where he himself is actively seeking you out, and before he could even call out your name, you're already making a bee line towards the exit.

You sat yourself down, exhausted from all this running around. Another successful day of not coming into contact with the wanderer.

"Doesn't he have other businesses to attend to?" If he had time to be going around looking for you then surely he was slacking off, right?

"As far as I'm concerned, you are my business." Speak of the devil and he shall appear.

"So how long do you plan on avoiding me?" he was standing behind you, face leaning down above your head as you met his gaze from your position on the bench.

You put on an air of annoyance before flicking his forehead, causing him to hiss and reel back from your attack as he rubbed the spot. "Hey! you deprive me of your company for days and now you dare assault my face? you-" you were already walking away, with the esteemed wanderer quickly following closely behind you.

"Hey", he reached for your hand, but you batted it away. It was definitely worth it to see the offended look on his face, but there was a small pang in your heart when you saw how his face faltered. "Who gave you permission to lay your hands on me? don't go acting all buddy buddy with me now." you crossed your arms, throwing back what he had said to you a few days ago.

"ah, you're upset with me about last time." You kept a stern look on your face, expecting for more, but if he failed to deliver then you'd have no trouble turning away from him again.

His mouth kept opening and closing similar to that of a goldfish, but no words came out. He looks conflicted. It took him a whole minute to sort out his thoughts, and with a deep sigh he spoke.

"The way I reacted, it was uncalled for. Like you said, you were only trying to help and I should have, I, it's just the way you held my hand, it made me feel weird." his gaze turned downcast feeling a little embarrassed by getting riled up by something so minor as physical contact.

you don't know that of course, you'd just assume he was really really ticklish in some areas

Would you mind closing your eyes for a moment? I promise It'll only take a second", the soft spoken tone he's taken on is foreign to you, but not unwelcome. You were hesitant but complied. And if he does anything funny you'll make sure to write a full on report about it to kusanali.

You could only feel how he softly held your hand, how he delicately glided his dainty finger in order to tie what you assumed was a,

a bracelet?

You opened your eyes and that's when he leaned in, his soft breath near your ear "It was supposed to be a surprise gift, but an apology gift works too." your face felt warm, and your hand did too (to which he was still holding). Was this the weird feeling he was talking about.

A moment after, you examined the accessory on your wrist.

and my was it beautiful.

The main colors of the bracelet were your favorite colors, accompanied by beautiful white pearl beads and crystal flowers and cute charms. Truly something you wouldn't expect the wanderer himself to make.

You released a small laugh, happiness spreading throughout your system. "Did you really make this?" You were starting to look too happy for his liking, but of course you always looked more beautiful with a smile on your face. He scoffed in order to hide the ever creeping happiness that was also starting to spread across his face.

"Is it that hard to believe? I had you in mind when I made it after all, so if you're going to complain about its design then the person used as reference is at fault." You were just about to complain to him about him complaining that you'd not dare complain about it when he added on.

"again, I'm sorry for disregarding your help. Whether I needed it or not, I wanted to make the bracelet solely on my own so that it'd be more meaningful of a gift to give to you." This time he held your gaze, determined and truthful about what he said.

It seems you had judged him wrong, well not entirely. True he had a unique character, but that's just what made him, him. You held his hand, and the colors from earlier are returning to both of your faces. You held it there before pointing to his wrist, "It's only right I make you one as well, right? that way we'll be matching." You then intertwined your fingers. He was gonna combust.

EXTRA:

"I didn't think wanderer would be that into bracelet making" Kusanali peaked from the corner of the room. He was deeply concentrating on what he was doing and she did not want to disturb. "A little peek into that mind of his wouldn't hurt". After using her skill, a flurry of thoughts from wanderer flood her mind.

'Is this too much? or maybe too little? is [y/n] a minimalist or a maximalist?'

'This reminds me of you, this one too, and this one.'

'This charm is cute, like you. Wait no you're most definitely more cuter'

'this bracelet should be honored to be worn by you'

'maybe i'll make you a necklace next'

'I hope you'll like it'

[dire-vulture]

bane share bane share bane share

[burningpeanutpersona]

you're not a bad person. the mistakes you make are part of who you are, not you as a whole. being flawed is an inherent trait and there is no one that doesn't fuck up. i fuck up ever 2-3 business days but it doesn't degrade you. Make things right with the people you hurt (even yourself) and learn to move on from where you are not valued.

[gattoposting]

im not that different yhered no eay i an

[yuuugay]

I share old writing i found in my notes

i didn't wanna finish it and idrk why honestly

[deckardbr]

[oscillating-fan-whore3]

omg i love dead boy detectives sm ?!?! niko and edwin's friendship... aughhh.. clenches fist. i want to Eat them <3

I LOVE THEM I WANNA SHAKE THEM LIKE THE LITTLE BALLS IN THE SPRAY PAINT CANS

I WANNA PUT THEM IN A MICHEALWAVE

[ghostly-smiles]

Currently thinking about how Marcy or Jun Long would comfort/talk to either m! Or f!sole survivor after blowing up the insititue and losing shaun. (Lets pretend synth shaun dont exist in this scenario)

Sole is absolutely broken. Every thing theyve done, everything they fought for, was to FIND shaun, and get him back. Then they had to deal with the horrifying truth that Shaun is now much, much older than previously believed, and also the leader of a much feared faction that has commited atrocities to the Commonwealth. They had to then go against their son for the good of the commonwealth (or synths, or brotherhood, depending on what ending, but Im leaning towards the minutemen im this scenario). Your final words with him were ones of bitterness, even if you apologize and tell him you love him he still responds with disgust, wanting nothing to do with you in his last moments.

Now the insitute is gone, blown to smithereens, Shaun is dead, the final tie to soles old life- their only child, that they fought so hard to get back. Theyre practically inconsolable, not Nick, or romanced partner, or close friends of sole can comfort them. Sole finds themself back in Sanctuary, in the babys room, that they havent brought themselves to touch even after learning Shaun was no longer a baby and no longer needed a crib, or a teddy, or a bottle.

In the case of a f!sole, she spends her time clutching onto Shauns old baby clothes, somehow having survived through time as much of soles other things did thanks to Codsworth. Refusing to leave the corner of the room she tucked herself into, to talk to anyone, as she sobs, because its the only thing she can do now. Mourning everything that was lost because before she didnt allow it- she couldnt, shaun was out there still she couldnt spare a moment to shed a tear cause it meant a moment wasted in finding him. Eventually Marcy finds her way in, not exactly berating sole, but telling her she needed to get up and move on. Everyone loses somebody, the world keeps turning. Thats when sole looks at her, and Marcy sees that anger in her eyes- the same anger she still carries herself after Quincy and losing her son. She kneels down to sole, as they shared eye contact- and now mutual understandings of their losses- and she pulls sole into a hug. Sole sobs in her arms, but finally, when they cried so much they couldnt cry anymore, Marcy stands up, holding out her hand and helps sole up. They still had their grief, their anger, and sorrow. But they had work to do. To keep moving on. Because a mothers love never stops- even when the child to love is gone.

[nadia-cannot-think-straight]

Shout out to that one time, when back in February, i've spend my whole fucking night writting Hazbin Hotel rewrite i my notes, and them never touched it again afterward. Idk if i cooked here of if its all nonsense, but at least it was fun!

[eladoobler]

joestars love being on fire its like being wrapped in a big blanket for them

[kutsukispast]

Mew invasion game: A fairy/dragon type silver mew with fairy wings

SO UM I DREW THIS

THEN GOT THIS

WAHHHHH @saguaropokevariants THANKU AGAIN

[underchaser]

Nectober day 29 Smoke

Rewardie for @grace-the-skeleton

Mist having a chill smoke

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[mortirolo]

Trophy, trikot?

trophy: what is my best memory - it is a toss up between manchester united winning the treble in 1999 or the lionesses winning the euros. teams and their fans will spend entire lifetimes dreaming of this and I am so incredibly fortunate to have experienced both. united being in 3 champions league finals in the 2000s comes close. sure, the team only won one (lost twice to an incredible barça team) but I feel to privileged to have loved a team in that position and I could not be prouder of them in those years

trikot: what is my favourite football kit - I feel kinda gross for saying this based on how much I dislike the team but it was barça's kit back when UNICEF was on their jersey. UNICEF did not sponsor barcelona, it was the other way around. I think that highlighted more than anything that football can be a force for good in the world. it breaks my heart that gambling sponsors are so common, or that countries can own teams, or that aleksander čeferin (the head of UEFA) went on record this week saying he basically does not give a single fuck that the two main bidders for my club also own other teams

[silvers-smuttery]

First Poképost

Eve, the Star Princess. Champion of Mistale

So yeah, here's what my Champion for my current Pokémon fan project looks like. I took heavy inspiration from Weiss Schnee as she and Eve embody the same Archetype. As well as Esdeath from Akame ga Kill.

An orphan girl who sought strength to fill the void inside her and when she got it, she got spoiled off of it. She doesn't feel contempt for those weaker than her, because there is no need to hate the bugs you walk over. She does what she wants when she wants it, because nobody can put her in her place, as she is simply superior by virtue of her Nature.

At the same time, she wants to act in what she believes is the best interest of everybody, truly aiming to improve the people's lives under her rule, when even fate will bend to her will.

Yes, the art is traced, I do not deny that. I am a complete Amateur. Though this is simply a concept drawing. Visual reference for whoever I commission to draw her.

[givemethedamnflowers]

I had to keep my nails short for over a year bc : working in the food sector

But now !! I dont anymore !! Im back on my long nails shit !!!!