Maybe I Shouldn’t Be Listening To Jrwi Out Loud In The Break Room At Work, I Realize, As Gillion Tidestrider

gillion and panic attacks

the first time gillion has a panic attack on dry land it is after the effects wear off from laffinlot. he is absolutely sure this will be his end. there is no way for him to get enough oxygen in, no water to stop his throat from closing on itself.

he watches the world shrink into pin pricks, every noise around him simply turns into thuds of his heart rate. this is his penance he decides, his failure to save everyone in the town, hurting his friends and most of all failing to fit the title his parents had always expected of him.

as his skin feels like it was drying and shrinking on itself he feels a pressure on his shoulders. hands, warm and calloused plucking him back to reality. he can hear a voice that calls to him, louder than his heart rate reminding him that he has a body still and a heart that pumps.

chips holds him for what feel like an hour, unmoving, rubbing his back and holding him back from falling off the edge and promises him that yes he will always be there

Vyncent Sol but Splatified or smth…

Weapon by Name written by CNWrites

Kurt and Rouge playing with birds during a snowy day. 🕊️✨

Progress work

Which of the Albatrio, if any, would argue that coconuts are mammals (have hair, give milk) and which, if any, would argue against it (that’s not even remotely how it works dumbass /affe)

JUST SAT IN BED FOR THREE HOURS GRINNING LIKE AN IDIOT AT THE RIPTIDE ONE SHOT I FEEL HAPPY I FEEL INSANE and I almost jumped into traffic when I thought it was patreon only but I absolutely would’ve forked over $5 and every penny would’ve been worth the joy I felt at “..where we last left off..”

FOREST

OHH MY BOY

pretzel....

remembered i can draw whatever i want forever

and in a more typical screencap redraw format. jrwi riptide + panty & stocking with garterbelt. if anyone didn't know.

as per the people’s choice (scary ass albatrio pov outsider)

the albatross used to admittedly be the butt of the joke within pirate and navy circles alike. three nobodies only one with boring experience, the likely privileged daughter of the ferin family and a supposedly disowned triton. these jokes however became the quiet mutterings in bars or on boats, they now feared if they mentioned the name the trio would appear.

whilst some believe they were just rumours others had seen otherwise.

walking into battle they would be seen bickering and joking, making the switch all the more terrifying.

the ferin girl whose eyes turned hard and darkened, a pistol at her hip that seemed to be connected to her. they saw the way she would slash her way through men double her size, her orange hair slowly stained with blood. the laughter on her face melted away, suddenly cold and unbreaking, this was no girl this was a woman who had seen too much and whose life has been shattered too many times.

the triton, some expected his training but none expected his rage. his entire body thrumming with some power that any species knew to be scared of. the sword in his hand seemed just a another part of his body, a living thing that always struck true. gore collected on his coral but he never seemed to notice. they knew of his unwavering morals but watching him slice open another mans stomach made then question otherwise

finally the boy, he had claimed to be once part of the black rose crew and they had all laughed. but this, this was arlin through and through, the deft way he out stepped a sword or goaded on his enemy. they saw the way he carelessly wiped the blood soaking his hands on some rag before disappearing almost in front of their eyes, laughing as they stood confused. he smiled his way through carnage, blasting a magic no one even knew existed into any unfortunate soul. he gained no joy from the hurt he inflicted but the relief at seeing that final body drop was almost worse.

sorry for long post but yeah those fuckers scary

cardinals and starlings

discarded orange jacket

target on your back