Tabaxihybrids

tabaxi hybrids

🦉 Sariel, Angel of the Waning Moon 🌙

My body wanes and is distorted. Smoke moves all around me (troublesome clouds), and it’s as if I cease to exist. I blink in and out of time and wonder if I can still be seen, when the light-of-seeing is denied even to me.

Do you still whisper at dusk, or cry out for me at midnight? Do you still reach to pull yourself up into my light…? Or do you ebb as I wane?

As if in response to my tired calls, a wave crashes, sounding out the end and beginning of dreaming.

Then a song pours out over the ocean, pulling me close and scattering my light, little as it is.

I pull myself deeper into the hood of night, feeling your fingers pulling at the edge of my mind. I am now content to wait, here in the dark.

Knowing.

https://www.angelarium.net/grigori/#/sariel-angel-of-the-waning-moon/

diff races as bapies

cole talking about the inquisitor & iron bull’s romance

Orcs Are Cute

A campaign on sea. My druid became infatuated with the Orcish captain. After sending her letters for months she finally gained the courage to ask the captain out. She bought her a gift and came up to her in her captains quarters. “Why are you giving me this” said the captain. “Oh” casts water breathing “because I’m very gay” She jumped out the window and stayed at the bottom of the ocean for an hour. They ended up getting very drunk, and became an utterly cutely gross couple.