#ranger crew

[rackhamish]

Toby Schmitz blessing us with some wonderful pictures !

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[witchklng]

happy charles vane easter sunday to those who celebrate! he is risen 🙌

[sun-marie]

Sabina's Ranger companion, Eamoc! More info under the cut :^)

About a year after Thaos's defeat, Sabina developed a close bond with a stag called Eamoc, whom she received as a gift from the Glanfathan tribes of Twin Elms. As the years passed, Eamoc's presence was instrumental in repairing Sabina's soul post-awakening, and as their two souls became intertwined, he became her ranger companion. After Caed Nua was destroyed, Eamoc was found carrying Sabina's hollow body on his back, and he followed as they set a course for Eothas.

While he loves Edér for the head scritches he gives, Eamoc does not care for Aloth, and no one (Sabina included) can understand why. It also took Eamoc quite some time to find his sea legs 😅

[infinite-hearts-333]

After so many sleepless nights and so much anxiety, Thorn turns to having a midnight drink. A certain dragon finds them.

“A little late to be out drinking, don’t you think?”

“Hm? Oh, yeah I guess. Couldn’t sleep.”

“I can tell. May I?”

“Yeah, sure.”

“I’m Ouřa Thorn, by the way.”

“North Heat. Leader of the Rangers. And you?”

“I’m the janitor. And the electrician right now.”

“Really? You look like you’d make a good space rider.”

“Ha-! Yeah- well, with my history, and my powers- I’m more of a ticking time bomb than a ‘good space rider’ but, thanks I guess.”

“History..? Problems with powers hmm? We have a few programs for that if you’d like me to help you get into one-?”

“No, no.. to risky. *sighs* What do you do when you know a part of you is a big danger?”

“I’m not scared of you,”

“Well you SHOULD be. You wouldn’t know, no one but a few do, and most of them are cultist that scream every time they see me…”

“Try me.”

“What?”

“Try me- I can take your power, I’m sure of it.”

“No, no you couldn’t, don’t be stupid.”

“I’m sure I can- try me Oura Thorn, I’m not scared of you.”

“YOU, HAVE NO IDEA WHAT DAMAGE IT CAN CAUSE- YOU-”

*aggressive huffing, tears welling up*

“Take a breath Thorn, it’s okay. You look like shit, man.”

“Haha… It comes with the territory of lack of sleep..”

“Well let’s start there, then. Come on, wheres your house.”

*mumbling* “The storage room….”

“….. Seriously??? Nope, alright, we’re going to my crews place then. Merrit made a some lavender tea last week, so you’re gonna crash on our couch for tonight.”

“Are you sure..? I don’t want to interfere..”

“You don’t have a choice here, if I’m honest.”

The next morning:

FINALLY ITS DONE

*disintegrates*

Wuff that took SO long, but I’m so proud of it damn. Good job me *pats back*

I just hope that it’s up to the beans expectations! Those who saw it seemed very excited and I’m berry grateful <3333333

North heat belongs to the awesome: @north-heats-stronghold

Zane in the last panel belongs to: @moonspiritleaf

And the au (space riders!) belongs to: @onyxonline

[alish-artie]

Would the Smithy Gang have a Titanic crying party (AKA watching Titanic)?

Not a crying party : some of them would be confused, others would cry indeed, but mostly the emotional scenes are ruined by Speardovich's jabs at others.

That’s just how movie nights go for them-

[hawper]

WIP for an animation for my DnD party :)

[notprincehamlet]

postcards from the drewniverse: moon lake (dog) - part I

[babacontainsmultitudes]

So I made this post a little while ago regarding dndads characters and the tma entities and didn't really include any explanations cause that would have been very very long for a somewhat niche post. But, if you'll humor me, I feel compelled to make the quickest case for Vast! Taylor cause I'm thinking about him lol, and specifically without even getting into personality traits, I just want to point to Taylor's track record and note that he (off the top of my head):

Climbed to the top of the tallest tree he could find and shot a clone of himself off of it

Had to be physically held back from jumping off the highest floor of a twelve story building

Did a high-dive into an ocean of paper and abandoned Normal in said ocean of paper.

Had the chance to at least partially spare Scary from the damage of a very high fall. Didn't.

Submitting this as evidence to the court, people of the jury thank you for your time.

[kvitka97]

Okay everyone, get in there and vote.

Another season for Walker!

[atonalginger]

It's Snippet Sunday! I know this because @fangbangerghoul tagged me and thank you for that. I'm trying out a new banner I put together, trying to spruce up the posts.

Today's snippet is from The Ranger and the Deputy. Still working away on the mini case intermission before act 3 and the ranger questline picks up.

I'm going to toss it under a cut to save dashboard scrolling, there is a brief hint of spice (some touching) but the two small scenes are not spicy on purpose.

Diego had repeated that stupid knock of his four times now as he stood at the front door. Kitty had grabbed a fresh towel an slipped into the bathroom to start the shower while Delgado reluctantly pulled his pants and undershirt back on and went to answer the door. A very vocal part of Del’s mind wanted to pop Diego for the intrusion but it wouldn’t undo the loss of their tender moment.

He didn’t know what had compelled him to ask that of her but the way his name rolled off her tongue filled him with a warmth and happiness he hadn’t felt in a long time. Which frightened him as he thought about it. Diego knocked a fifth time, each fist strike filled with agitation.

Del threw the door open and snarled at his fellow ranger, “someone better be fucking dying, Diego.”

“Not yet,” Diego leaned against the door frame, “but the way a friend of yours from Neon is acting, people might soon.”

“What?” Delgado glared at Diego, his hand still on the door, wanting to slam it shut.

“The Weasel showed up in the Rock begging for someone to throw them in a cage. Says they’ll only talk to you so Blake told me to come get you. It’s not like them to leave Neon so Blake figured it was serious.”

Del closed his eyes and took a deep breath through his nose, trying not to scream. Blake was right, it was serious. Reed wasn’t supposed to leave Neon per the terms of their probation. And for all the shit they got into, the Weasel wasn’t stupid, it was why they worked so well together.

“Give me ten minutes and I’ll be back in the Rock to see the little shit,” Del rubbed his temple.

“Blake wants you to being Kitty along, good training opportunity,” Diego said.

“Ten minutes.”

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“What did Diego want?” Kitty asked as Del stepped under the water with her. Her hair was full of suds as she massaged her scalp, her eyes closed and head tilted back.

“We’re being called back into work. One of my people in Neon showed up in the Rock begging for a cell and Blake wants us to talk to him.” Del rubbed on her body, cupping her breasts and bum before setting about washing his own hair.

“Why can’t one of them talk to him?” Kitty asked as she rinsed her hair.

“Reed is very particular about who they deals with. We have a long history so they’ll only speak with me.” Del explained, “it happens when you deal with folks like this. Trust is hard earned and not every ranger works the same.”

“If that’s the case then why am I getting called in?” she asked.

Del could hear her squirt bodywash into her hand and then her touch on his chest. He stifled a moan and cursed their need to hurry; he wanted to pin her to the shower wall and take her so badly, risk of slipping on the tile be damned.

“Blake wants you helping,” Del explained, “this will be a good learning opportunity for you.”

“And this can’t wait till the morning because?” he could hear her irritation. She gave him a couple playful strokes before turning to rinse her body. Clearly she had other ideas as well.

“This person is not supposed to be traveling, them showing up means they skipped town and will have Neon security hunting them. Coming directly to us means there’s a problem that can’t wait, otherwise they’d have just sent me a slate.”

“What do you think is the problem?” she asked as she smoothed condition into her hair.

“For Reed to flee town?” Del sighed through his nose, “It would mean either their boss is dead or is planning something stupid.”

“Who is his boss?”

“Luca Episcopo,” Del traded places with her to rinse his hair and body, “insists he be called The Bishop by most in Neon because the man doesn’t have a single clever bone in his body. He manages a bar his father owns in Ebbside and oversees a smuggling ring on the side. They run guns and hooch.”

“Oversee?” Kitty asked, “Who’s actually in charge then?”

“Ah, you picked that up,” he smiled, “Reed does. Luca is a lazy shit who delegates everything to other people. Just like his old man. So the head bartender actually runs Boleo and Reed runs the smuggling operations while Luca takes designer drugs and drinks in his VIP booth. Because his family has influence in Freestar politics he’s safe from Syndicate interference as well as Neon security. Or was, since I get the feeling that’s why Reed is hiding in a cell instead of working.”

“Boleo? Is that the club Helga mentioned a while back?” Kitty asked as she rinsed the conditioner from her hair.

“Yes, it is.”

“I’m guessing if we have to head out there we won’t have time for fun, will we?” she was grinning, her head back while she ran her hands through her wet hair.

“We’ll see,” he said.

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Source: Marco Renna's twitter

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[jellisdraws]

Sketchin Ceres to make sure the art block is dead