FLUFFERNUTTER!!!

What makes a home? Perhaps a home can only be made by growing one.

The swaying of the seas, so familiar, so soft, rocks his cot like a shallow snore. A gentle breeze trips past the window by his feet.

All is peaceful. All is calm.

And then, he opens his eyes.

It is dark here. Deeply, unfathomably so. The warmth of the summer tides is now gone, replaced with a muted chill that grips his bones. His skin is prickling, his teeth shake, he goes to place his hands on his shoulders but finds, suddenly, that he cannot move.

He tries to thrash free. The pressure holds him still.

His eyes dart to the corners of his skull. He searches, desperate, for any light—

And then, a voice.

All-enveloping. Omniscient.

WATCHING.

and death shall have no dominion

the mighty nein are stubborn assholes and they’re gonna get through this.jpeg

Yasha, looking concerned and brandishing her greatsword: quote “they shall have stars at elbow and foot” unquote. Caleb sitting down with his back to the viewer in front of the firey silhouettes of his parents. quote “Though they go man, they shall be sane.” unquote Fjord underwater dorwning reaching for the surface. quote “Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again.” unquote Nott crying. quote “Though lovers be lost love shall not.” unquote

me, as soon as i listen to jester talking about being a tattoo artist: (starts scouring the internet for vintage tattoo reference sheets)

I’ve had this idea sitting in my head for a few months now. I had the outfit design already done, but trying to settle on a color scheme was very challenging. 

They haven’t even made their first goal yet, so if you can spare a few dollars, please consider donating! 

I know this fandom can do great things :)

Keep your spells close, and your enemies as far away as possible, you glorious glass cannons.

Stars. Storms. Flames. Waves. Mist. Caves. Crystals. Blizzards.