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fucking unbelievable that my destiel election meme somnet didn’t save us from damnation. my father (shakespeare) will hear about this.
prithee, o great destiel: bear me only pleasant news
when dawn my heart breaks cross’t
pray, sweet picture: paint on my canvasséd soul;
a message more lithe than it’s messenger-
evils turn doth evil’s turn; but one spits my eye,
the other; my shoe- pray, good messr., where you’ll run frew?
o! thine eyes to glitter falsely with dawn’s blue baubles!
o! thine hands haply to clasp in thanks, nigh yet prayer!
o! that you have len’t your knees a’fore your patron as i might the maddona in prattled comfort o’ worship!
o, dear lordship, i lay my head to thine boots, mine suit laid yet lower than the hems of your own! employ this invention of mine, brave weapon: keep up your blade; for the gnashing of dawn’s teardrops do rust all the bright swords!
bear bright pleasants; fine caites and gemstones: no such jades! thrones may be carved of jade; go to, my lord, but see you any such jade lying suit to bear waiting, to hold weight? carry, sweet lordship, tales of higher rounds in the dark valley, where beneath such roads even the pale halv’d light o’ sickened moonlit’s hope does nigh reach!
carry on those red wings of scorching sun fortune, dear destiel- wave that blue and valiant flag of sky before you, and let it cloak all the world’s stage behind!
getting my wisdom teeth out thursday. send images of the fated. and also texts about the fated. and also-
MANTISCYTHE. a.k.a Rolan Deep!
Hero of bug-type body modification!
Has the ability to transform limbs into insect-like weaponry at will, his most well known form being his arm morphed into a giant scythe.
Powers that favor close-range combat with capability of jumping to inhuman heights. This requires light but easily injurable bones, which have to be thought of while fighting an enemy.
"What?! But i was in the middle of!- Ugh.. Right.. Hero time."
this crosses my blog today of all days,,,, as i begin my annual autumn rewatch….
Rewatching jrwi the fated cause it's been a few years. I miss the absolute chaos that was the first video.
at a tech rehearsal rn, going through old fic folders to pass time, and i found that like two years ago i wrote a mischa/noel ride the cyclone post-death fic? and it’s???? explicit????
and since i haven’t posted in an age and the class swap au isn’t done. do you guys. care if i post very???? tender????? ride the cyclone porn?????
anyway sorry that i haven’t posted since the dawn of time?? tomorrow (2 days to six months from now) i will post a cool scythebelts bracelet i got for my birthday
situationship so bad i started neglecting my schoolwork to write fanfic again
more diaryposts because gxd is dead and this is my internet
i think maybe i am not afraid of love. i am afraid of the way i learned it. i am not afraid of parenthood- i want to be a father more than anything. i am afraid of the way i learned it. i am not afraid of boys. i am afraid of the way i learned to be one, to love one.
i spend my pocket money on liquor and show tickets and inhalants. i do not cut my hair. i wear ridiculous outfits and watch dirty movies i was not allowed to as a child. i am alive, alive, alive. i am living. i do not have to be liked. i do not have to be good. i do my best to be kind. it is enough.
i think he is good enough. i think i am good enough.
maybe it’ll all be good enough.
maybe it won’t be and i’ll be thirty. maybe is not enough. you cannot build a life on a maybe. you cannot rule beyond reasonable doubt when working with a maybe. you have to sit with it, and let it decide. a maybe is only a maybe for a time. sooner or later, it becomes a choice. a choice is good enough to build on, to carve into a life, to forge into a future.
what is enough is my gentleness. gentleness and goodness are two brothers, cut of the same cloth, but one of them is a god and one of them is a man. i am a boy. i am becoming a man. i have to make myself reach for the man, not the god. there is no sin in gentleness. i do not need godhood. this, here, now, is enough. gentleness is enough.
cat post:
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well that was cool! here’s the author. she’s been with us for about two weeks and she likes biting
hey so i have a new fic coming (gimmie a month) but in the meantime heres images of my childhood bedroom
i took some of them when i was trying to be happy there and i took some of them when we were trying to run away. i think about the second to last picture often. the sign above it said things worth believing in. i had been trying to fill it for months. i never got the chance to finish it.
every time i thought of something, if i stopped to think about it through goggles that acknowledged how vast and wicked the world could be, in that way you are overwhelmed by evil when you’re little, it never seemed worthy of putting faith in. i only ever managed to add to it when i was blind with happiness, and that came rather irregularly. i always felt guilty about it later; how dare you find bliss in pretty boys and sweets and silly indulgent giggles. i still feel that way sometimes.
i try and find bliss in it anyway now. i think to the voice in my head, “you’re just a child. there’s no sin in happiness. there’s no sin in happiness. tonight you will nick yourself while cooking. tomorrow you will spill a drink. those aren’t sins, either. they’re just reasons to find your bliss now.”
and then the voice says back, “you’re being very silly.” and i think “i can hear you trying not to laugh. it’s beautiful. you’re so beautiful. happiness isn’t a sin.”
the sign was hidden in the corner, with my hope chest and my closet. it was six pages of white construction paper. i never filled up more than 1/8th of a single sheet. i looked at it every night. the first few days, when it was empty, i’d stare at it till i fell asleep kneeling on the floor. my knees would wake me up with stabs of pain, and it felt like penance for being alive. i can’t ever convey how wonderful first putting a marker to that paper felt; the turquoise ink spreading fat, welcome.
i went to sleep in my own bed that night and i woke up the next morning and wondered if the world was really as bad as it felt; and i decided it couldn’t be all that bad. i forgot the decision quickly. for the seventeen minutes i held it, i felt peace.
i just cant imagine hating drag queens. if i was new to this world and the largest woman id ever seen both physically and spiritually who smelled delicious and was refracting light with he power of three pounds of glitter was walkign toward me the only conclusion i would be able to come to would be I Am About To Meet An Angel
NOT ONLY CLASS SWAPPED SCYTHEBELTS, BUT ALL CLASS SWAPPED FATED??
you try to give a flower to your crush and your powers go haywire smh
hi so if you saw the og class swaps i did for the fated in like,, 2020 maybe,, uhhhhhhh no you didnt ( you can see the og ones behind them in the line up )
this time i chose sub classes for them!! and they are very silly, BELOW THE CUT IS MY THOUGHTS AND WHY I CHOSE THE SUBCLASSES I DID, IF YOU WANNA HEAR MY RANTING VVVV
sylnan is circle of shepherd, i felt that it suited him, especially with the idea that he could steal from people with the help of animals, also because he lived with the rats, so,, ykyk,, also the vines can be used to climb stuff because thats cool, i love the guardian spell too, basically you get downed and you can summon a spirit that will attack anything that gets near you, ( even if the spell doesnt attack teammates or non threats its a nice idea for braad to be the only one who can get near him when this happens, and possibly as the party grows together the others can also approach him ) also the vest design is meant to mimic a ribcage, i think i had an idea of why i did this but forgot,, it just looks cool. maybe something to do with his death or his emotions, whos to say
braad, arcane trickster, SURPRISING NO ONE, hes silly thief guy who maybe became a rouge to help their situation, but he was kinda just hiding it from his brother, until the pact thing happened and then after the pact is severed, hes a trickster instead of a bard. he needs to be able to do his silly illusions, also i like to think he just happens to doge stuff, like by sheer coincidence
velrisa, college of lore, i thought because she wouldnt be a cleric for weejas, she could be a sort of, storyteller if you will, spreading the word and fighting for her god with music, she still does stuff with undead and whatnot being raised by clerics, but she simply found another way to show that,( maybe she struggled with normal cleric magic also maybe she relates to mountain )
taxi, battle master fighter, it was this or champion, but i feel like it fit what with what we know about his parents, in this he was trained and whatnot, it was probs a gillion tidestrider thing where it was fucked and he throughout the fated travels learns to fight for himself and protect the people he cares about instead of listening to what people told him he should be fighting for. also maybe he could become some sort of champion because its taxi, i love him.
mountain, war domain, like with taxi i was inbetween war domain and death domain, i felt death domain because the death of his wife maybe threw him into that, but i felt that what with mountain being in a fighting ring and meeting his wife there, that war fit better, he is a crazy good fighter and healing also possibly learnt from Hilda and heightened after her death. hes still mountain though so alcholic cleric punch healing and shenanigans, dont think that just because hes a healer now hes devoid of everything that makes mountain, mountain. plus with taxi, maybe hes very involved with helping taxi find his fight, and with vel, she knows about cleric stuff despite not being one so ykyk
okay rant over, the read more thing didnt work so IM SORRY, i put too much thought into this BYEEE
old art i never put anywhere but discord!
THE MOTHERS! this is miriam ofc and what i think taxis mom would look like!! shes very cutie patootie
i do not think name was ever mentioned so,, i suggest, tabaxi clan name autumn remedy (autumn)
and i love them both and they are talking together where ever they are
jrwi doodles from different campaigns i never posted *includes dead chip and jrwi horror campaigns so be warned
i love all these characters just,, so unbelievably much, TIMOTHY RAND HOW I LOVE YOU.
i only ever post fated art because for some reason its all i can art properly?? the rest of the doodles i do tend to fall to the side because they arent gonna be finished but i need to get out of that mindset SOOOO
i added the sylnan and velrisa one at the end because i still like the bottom corner comic thing lol
old art i never put anywhere but discord!
THE MOTHERS! this is miriam ofc and what i think taxis mom would look like!! shes very cutie patootie
i do not think name was ever mentioned so,, i suggest, tabaxi clan name autumn remedy (autumn)
and i love them both and they are talking together where ever they are
it's crazy how riptide is the most popular campaign and one of the only free ones and it's not even good
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can’t believe that doing the drug that makes you hungry n pimply n hairy n sweaty n horny n angry is making me hungry and pimply and hairy and sweaty and horny and angry. s’kickass.
six wips dead nine human casualties
BRAAD AND SYLNAN VENGOLOR AS BENEATHA AND WALTER YOUNGER. IS THIS MICROPHONE ON. CAN YOU FUCKING HEAR ME!!!!!! I SAID THE VENGOLOR BROTHERS AS BENEATHA AND WALTER YOUNGER FROM GODDESS LORRAINE HANSBERRYS CRITICALLY ACCLAIMED PLAY A RAISIN IN THE SUN.
IS MY GXDDAMN MICROPHONE ON CAN YOU HEAR ME I AM TALKING TO YOU AND IM RIGHT!!! IM RIGHT!!!!!
the problem with getting better at writing is all the passion of all my old products is getting choked to death by the fact that i can’t bear to reread the segments i wrote as a fifteen year old jackass. but i also refuse to rewrite the 40-60k words that constitute the entire gxddamn half-baked plot.
see i’m TELLING you guys it’s a good time!!!! the relationships! the characters!!! it’s a good time in this dead content soup pot hop in and boil with the rest of us!!!!
tag yr fave character relationships cuz mine is platonic taxi/mountain and romantic sylnan/vel. the vibes. the vibes.
The Fated Five’s relationships with each other is already so interesting, Sylnan trying to help Velrisa with a stealth check while she’s panicking, Br’aad and Taxi joking around with each other and just messing around, Br’aad and Mountain eating the umber hulk after defeating it AND both of them swan diving off the cliff and hitting the ground so violently, Velrisa giving Cat’s Grace to the others but refusing to give it to Taxi because he’s already a cat, Braad asking for Velrisa to heal him and she just staring at him and saying no before begrudgingly healing him
art for the lovely @mastofthecast as part of the @jrwi-art-exchange!! i really hope you like it!!! :D <33
i love writing fanfic and making the characters do whackamole silly ass shit that is at least 20 tiers of separation from the plot if they’re even in the same universe. it’s like playing with barbie dolls because all the plots are deep and elaborate and involve struggles of oppression and violence and i solve every problem by making my two favorite ken dolls match each other’s freak narsty style.
so true fr
happy first of june everyone :-)
sneak peek into Boombox Crimes