REALLY digging this dress
REALLY digging this dress
𝙸 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝙸 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚖𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚢, 𝙱𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍
𝑵𝒐𝒏-𝑹𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈 ! (𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩)
To my fellow mspec lesbians, gays, lesboys and lesbois, turigirls and turigorls, dyke trans men and fag trans women, fagdykes, girlboys, boygirls, and gay transfems and transmasc lesbians and much more,
You are more than safe on my blog. You are beautiful and deserve love. You are braver than any TERF, transmedicalist, bioessentialist, baddel, anyone who is bigoted within our own community.
Don't let radfems tell you what you are and what you aren't. Our queer elders that came before us would be very proud of you.
Don't forget that.
THE BASICS ––– –
Name: Víðar Tjörva
Age: Wait, people count that kinda thing?
Birthday: March 18th // 18th Sun of the Second Astral Moon
Race: Rava Viera
Alignment: Neutral good-ish.
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE ––– –
Hair: Long, thick brown. Often kept half-up in a ponytail.
Build: Deceptively lithe
Distinguishing Marks: Scar over right eye. Intricate tattoo spanning shoulders, arms, and back that depict various arrangements of bones, most heavily over the spine. Tribal face paint that comes in a blue so vivid it’s almost illegal.
Common Accessories: Axe, gil, various pouches, a potion or two. You know, stuff.
PERSONAL ––– –
Profession: Adventurer/Body Guard/Wanderer/It’s Complicated
Hobbies: Swimming, tending flowers, whittling, having a good time
Languages: Common, Whatever the hell the Viera speak amongst themselves (Don’t @ me I couldn’t find a name for it)
Residence: A tree somewhere probably
Birthplace: Golmore Jungle
Patron Deity: Undisclosed
Fears: Most forms of dark magic
RELATIONSHIPS ––– -
Parents: They ded bro
Other Relatives: Also ded
Pets: No pets, but he does seem to attract osprey when around large bodies of water abundant in fish.
TRAITS ––– -
Extroverted / In Between / Introverted
Disorganized / In Between / Organized
Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded
Calm / In Between / Anxious
Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable
Cautious / In Between / Reckless
Patient / In Between / Impatient
Outspoken / In Between / Reserved
Leader / In Between / Follower
Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic
Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic
Traditional / In Between / Modern
Hard-working / In Between / Lazy
Cultured / In Between / Uncultured
Loyal / In Between / Disloyal
Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful
ADDITIONAL INFORMATION ––– –
Smoking Habit: Occasionally
RP HOOKS ––– –
Something wicked is already here: Built amongst drowned reeds and stale waters on the coast of the Golmore Jungle, Víðar’s village was among some of the more outcast of the Viera. Due to various beliefs and rituals, they operated in relative seclusion. Most took no interest in them, glad to leave the druids to their “dark” magics and unusual outlooks; that was, right up until dark and undead creatures began leaking from their territories. Gorging themselves on aether, it was a race to snuff the source before it spread. Those among the large party it took to quell the spreading darkness would likely have the abandoned and eerie village marked in their memory: the swamps waters a deep red, the darkness almost alive and keen to keep outsiders away, and the creatures made of bone and flesh and moss as ruthless and hungry as any voidsent.
Laugh loudly and carry a greataxe: Víðar is perhaps best known amongst the wandered and the adventurous as the eerily cheery warrior. Not because he’s cheery or a warrior, but because where most mourn the dead, Víðar is the opposite. He speaks of death as an old friend, welcomes each ending with a smile and a gentle goodbye. There is no grief nor regret surrounding death when it comes to Víðar and to some it’s downright offensive. Though others perhaps more knowledgeable in the various ways the flow of aether comes and goes in the star would recognize it for what it is: a respect for the cycle of life, even the unwelcome and terrifying end.
A blue so rare it must cost a small fortune: Those families in the weavers trade, or those whose interest lies in pigments and a flowers alchemical properties, might know of a rare species of flower that once grew among the Far Eastern jungles. Specifically in one swampy area near the coast fiercely guarded by a tribe of druidic Viera. Several decades ago, any hint of it vanished and with it, all dyes and curatives it might have produced. Víðar‘s facepaint, and the colors he wears, looks incredibly similar to a trained eye. Too similar, in fact.
WHAT I’M LOOKING FOR ––– –
Nothing atm! Víðar is an alt (though I love him very much) so I’ve no real plans to pursue anything long term or super involved. Might open him up to some one-off/casual mutual-only things later on. We’ll see.
ABOUT THE MUN ––– –– –
Who I am: My friends call me Kat. I’m a stay-at-home girlfriend of twenty…something….with a lot of free time who more often than not likes to RP, or deep dive into character motivations. Or play the game. I level alts, run content, and just enjoy doing things with friends. I love cats and screaming about angst. I also cuss like a sailor? If that matters to anyone?
Server: Mateus, Crystal Data Center
Time Zone: Arizona (GMT-7)
Availability: 5PM-3AM (always fluctuating)
Writing Style: Multipara, bordering on novella probably. I don’t even know anymore. Examples found here. I can and will adjust, and never expect every post to be a uniform length. I generally play my characters very close to the chest, so don’t expect to know everything about them one RP in. …Or even seven RPs in. >.> We in this for the long game, fam.
Platforms: In-game, tumblr, or Discord. I don’t really have a preference.
RESTRICTIONS ––– –– –
No ERP! I just…don’t write smut. Don’t ask me to, or I’ll bolt like a deer.
No Permadeath! I like my characters…and I’m not ready to kill them yet. /shrug
No Minors! I have written some dark ass shit, fam. I would prefer my partners be 20+ but seeing as I’ll never ask for your fucking ID, I just have to beg minors to stay the hell away from my eldritch-esque, torture-writing ass…. So please…save yourselves.
No Sexual Assault! I wouldn’t call it a trigger, but I don’t particularly like watching or reading about it. So just gonna…hard pass on that. Thanks. (It’s worth mentioning that in passing or in backstory is fine.)
The cock of the Nihilego thrust in and out of her body, pressing deep to her womb. The other tendrils squeezed her breasts. “You will be my breeder and bring a new version of my kind into this world.”
She gasped, feeling strange. Her being bred by an Ultra Beast... one she was seeking for year? She blushed, she was feeling arousement.
yoooo Big Boys on channel 4!!! the trailers made it look bad but it was actually SO good
look what arrived today 😌😌
okay pls mind the weird post, but i need answers
so since i can remember (like literally back to when i was a toddler), i have picked/fiddled with anything that could get under my nails. specifically this “string” which you see in the video (it’s actually my baby duvet, which i’ve destroyed from picking at it). it gives me so much calmness, relaxes and destresses me. everywhere i go i try to find something i can fiddle with “under” my nails. whether it’d be the edging of my clothing, my bag, a shopping net or whatever (any textiles basically), my fingers will automatically find something, even when i’m not thinking about picking at things or fiddling. a couple of months ago i picked up this habit again, after not really doing it for about 2 years, and i’ve really been thinking about it. i know that many neurodivergent people have sensory sensitivities, and i wondered if that could have anything to do with it? i recently got off some pretty strong meds, that had me numb for practically 3 years, and after that i’ve “become” more my self. i mean you know, in tune with myself, my body and my senses. something i haven’t been for a long time.
have you guys experienced anything similar? and have you heard of anything like what i do? i don’t really know how or what to google about this, or how i’ll find out anything about it, but first step is trying to hear from you guys here on tumblr!
feel free to share any of your experiences with non-hurtful “coping”-strategies or just types of calming fiddly things you do
also i’d love to hear from everybody, not just neurodivergent people, so please share if you feel like you have had any similar experience! or if you need me to elaborate :)
hope to hear from you !
Today is my lil big sisters birthday and made this cyanotype from a shoot we did 🎈💙
it came!! yay!!
its fairyf*g summer!!! bitch !!!!! also on my redbubble looks cute as a uh [checks notes] mouse pad
Reblog and put in the tags whether you put the milk first or the cereal first, I need to know
who gave my heart the right to have a crush on evening programme host in a hotel???? it’s always on the people i’ll never see again how fun. as if i needed more sadness when the holiday is ending. but when my legs turned to jelly (literally never before have i experienced it, even with my strongest crushes) and i silently gasped when i saw him from further away (or sighed for air, sth like that) i realised i’m in deep trouble.
REUPLOAD FROM LAST NIGHT BCS MY DUMBASS FORGOT TO PROPERLY SHADE AND HIGHLIGHT AURORAS HAIR SKLJDLSKD IDK HOW THAT HAPPENED BUT YEAH HAVE THE FINISHED VERSION
taglist: @creaturre @mocha-bunbun
just fell to my knees
hey i hate to do this, but im in a rough spot. if anyone could spare $30 for a pack of ensure I’d be very grateful. im disabled and they are the only thing that seem to keep my weight stable. Thank you 🙏
had a panic attack during my interview this morning and I truly wanna unalive myself but I look rly good in these pics so 🥰 enjoy the spam I guess
Black is my happy colour ✨
<3 if u wanna use me as your toy