GRIND NEVER STOPS

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

everyone we need to start fatedposting. okay?

19 is such an unromantic age for spring. in winter it’s all well and good, it serves like an overcoat and scarf. it coats all embarrassment about who you are in a thick layer of frost and ennui- so what if i’m boring. winter serves as a modifier to the shame of being boring while young. it’s winter, i’m 19, light my cigarette about it. but in spring? and, god forbid, summer? it seems almost chaste, as a number. to be 18 in summer was monumental, a symbol of incredible, defining freedom, a maidenhead and a maiden voyage all at once, even if i knew as i was 18 that it was humiliating to be 18. but 19? in spring? that winter ennui is remaining even now that the frosts are melting. how horrifically embarrassing it is to be 19 in spring! hustler and virgin all in one. i don’t even like good music.

SCYTHEBELTS SCYTHEBELTS SCYTHEBELTS

need my friends who dont date men to stop being so weird when other people like men. told my friends abt the guy im seeing and their first response was "oh no its a man i thought you liked women" LIKE WEVE BEEN OVER THIS IM A FUCKING FAG I LIKE WOMEN AS WELL AS MEN AND WHATEVER ELSE CAN YOU NOT BE A DICK FOR LIKE 10 SECONDS PLEASE AND THANK YOU

I miss fated so much, Sylnan was my baby girl and now shes gone :(

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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."

1.5hr drive plus 1hr train plus 2hr airport wait plus 2hr flight plus 2hr flight plus 1.5hr drive today. good thing i’ve never been normal about anything in my life ever.

a parcel is set outside your bedroom door while you’re asleep. you live alone. nobody could have placed it there. confused, cautious, you open it. inside, a single jagged scrap of paper reads “bra’ad/ugarth teen romance fix-it fic, accidental magic, physical hurt/comfort, thieves guild au, background kathnan.” as soon as you unfold it and read the words, it explodes like a magician’s flashpaper.

a piece of paper labeled “bra’ad/ugarth teen romance fix-it fic” slides under your door. it turns to ash in your hands.

god i love journaling. like yessss notes app take the devil from me!