Raethanbhanneth - Insert Cool Thing Here

Adobe is going to spy on your projects. This is insane.

Is.. is it really that hard to make a show or movie where lesbians are happy? Like - they just meet, fall in love, and get to be happy?

Boring lesbians. Lesbians that have been together for 13 years and have two cats and stable jobs and still sex each other up a whole bunch on the weekends.

I’m tired of gay trauma.

The moon is shy (revised), 2025- mixed media (watercolour and colour pencil) on hand made cold pressed paper.

This painting was inspired by a beautiful photo by @raethanbhanneth.

Some lore: in my sapphic, tumblr ridden soul, the sun and moon are lovers. They get to see each other for only a few hours each day in the quiet hours of dawn and dusk. And when they part, the sun leaves golden kisses on her lovers skin, a tender reminder etched in the freckles on her cheeks. ❤️

the world needs more dykes

Posting this here because it’s one of my faves and because there’s nothing you can do to stop me!

Sewer Journals

What this fic has:

Jaheira being nosy as hell

Smut (because it’s me and apparently I can’t just write a regular fic - it’s not reeeally dirty like usual tho!!)

Ultra-soft Nine-Fingers Keene (deal with it)

What this fic does not have:

Uhm. Idk. Jaheira showing restraint like she ought to since she’s the High Harper and old as hell

Summary:

“Jaheira let out an amused breath. Sewer journals. It would appear the Underduke kept detailed diaries. Coded details of all past, present, and possibly future Guild business? A clear advantage; knowledge she absolutely must learn. She picked an older red one and opened it to a random page. She had long ago learned the code in which Nine-Fingers wrote her Guild communications, but the code in these pages seemed slightly different. Certain symbols and letters replaced ones that Jaheira knew well. But she was a quick study, always had been.”

"come home and see my girl cave :)" I say flirtily. You agree, imagining a rec room with some couches and maybe a few vintage consoles. I lead you down into the basement, where I have carved out a slimy grotto with its own ecosystem. by the time you see me dive into the water and come up with a fish in my teeth, it's too late. You want to fuck me so badly.

Listen - I know I’m late, but I’ve just found Blue Eye Samurai, so I’ll be distracted for a little while.

In the meantime, I also started a new Karlach run so I can romance Minthara and play with camera mode! Enjoy this silly pic of Mama K and Fringe!

happy bg3 final patch day to those who celebrate

my dream as a fanfic writer is for one day, one of my fics to be someones comfort fic. like the fic that they reread when they don't feel good and want to be happy. i want my words to comfort someone one day