do you think robin vote has a secret cuteness when she gets caught cheating on her girlfriend and just walks out of their house without a word. i think she has aura.

the futurists in EmEff are so unserious i think using titles and obscuring names is all good for a fascist organization but i think the clear aura gap between names like Phantom and Matron and the Damsel is so funny. they're literally just fucking with eris. "yeah you're our princess in a tower."

i think it's really moe that mona's doll body means eris gets to just utterly tear her limb from limb and she can just be put back together. the world's most moe detective. emptiness effigied the greatest to ever do it.

do you think eris was just chilling around an arts college campus near graduation just to see if there were any emotionally vulnerable women yearning lesbian-style she could take advantage of. that's really funny.

eris managed to get her claws into karmina too... spending futurist money just to see avant garde plays and visit galleries is so funny. "no don't contest my budget i promise the twelve concert tickets were important to our mission. yes i could have teleported inside but its about the ~experience~,"

the matron: are you able to draw euphemia's key from mere impressions upon film eris: ...what... what do you mean? matron: well Damsel it's just that your letterboxd has been getting updated quite a bit when you're meant to be pursuing our lost Genius eris: (sweating) im pursuing leads in actors,

HOMA BAUMANN EMPTINESS EFFIGIED FATE: ERIS RETURNS TO THE ROMANTIC FUTURISTS HIDEOUT IN ARCHAEA AND THE MATRON HAS A CATGIRL THAT LOOKS LIKE SHE IS GOING TO CRY SITTING ON HER LAP. ERIS IS KINDA WEIRDED OUT AND LEAVES.

“I convinced myself that I was having perverted thoughts– that Marian could not possibly feel the same as me. Two women can’t have that kind of relationship. We can’t get married or have children. I would have been a burden to her, and our relationship would have limited her prospects.”

the byleth/corrin cheerleaders unit is a cute idea but they really gotta start leaning into byleth as a hot teacher instead of as vaguely age equivalent to the cast. it’s just not true. revisionist history. let her groom corrin. let byleth be the like tenth most problematic relationship in her life

Follow detective Mona Alexandri as she navigates life, love and politics while searching for her lost mentor in a 1930s-inspired setting riven by four struggling empires and ravenous manifestations of human thought. In Emptiness Effigied, my lesbian fiction project. It's free! emptinesseffigied.com

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[“I’m Murati’s wife, Karuniya Maharapratham. Pleased to meet you.” Was she angry? Aatto had no reaction to this. Between the two of them Murati felt like she had been trapped in a cage.] Murati, her wife, and her adjutant enjoying a night together. Art by @babynapa.bsky.social! <3 #unjustdepths

Lady of the Ark #roguetrader

WADJET EYE IS 20 YEARS OLD!! Which means it’s time to celebrate with another group photo. It’s frankly ridiculous that the universe has allowed me to continue doing this for so long. I’m grateful for it every day. Thank you all.

One needed only to look at the way the liberals frequently portrayed the former aristocracy as effete, hedonistic homosexuals to mock and discredit them at the expense of quite decent effete homosexuals uninvolved in the Empire’s excesses.

She was in no place to find young, innocent love; to be reckless and develop a vice; to frolic freely under the stars; to be inexperienced and acquire experience through the commitment of her own skin. Mona had been made who she was in obscurity.

“It’s for the best.” Mona said. “Glad you two are getting along.” “I have come to really appreciate our blossoming friendship.” Marian said awkwardly. She looked a little embarrassed– she was being discreet, though hardly anyone was around.

nothing is sacred anymore, apparently

Beautiful one, becoming young at thy time as the disk within the hand of thy mother Hathor. (BDB)

Mona gets the Oleum aptitude conferred by the Potential Key, which allows her to employ the colors of Oleum and their associations to the same degree as the person she copied-- but if it is the case that the person has a unique ability, Mona doesn't get it. She has a slight disadvantage always.

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shalikova thinkin about her rival mech pilots hole in the middle of a duel smh. gotta lock in girl.

Don’t Be Stubborn, Everybody’s Doing It #art

day 1: morning greetings/late night rendezvous #niikumoweek2026

day 2: going on a date/third wheeling #niikumoweek2026

day 3: matching outfits/dressup #niikumoweek2026

Aatto was only allowed to keep her button-down shirt, sans tie, as well as her pants, sans belt. Even her brassiere had been taken– exceptionally evident with her shirt halfway open.

He has no shrines, no portions, no service of his choice; but youths, his children, hail him, one greets him like a king. (Hymn to Hapy) (ALL)

hand jumper is a beautiful story about a girl with normal feelings who takes regular actions. i think she's going to make good decisions! because she is heroic, and noble, and has noble and heroic desires,

what a scene. what a moment. sayeon... has a beautiful heart.

MOE! MOE! MOE!

SAYEON IS; WORLDS! MOST! NORMAL! GIRL!

she's so cutes 💙

no... you're perfect the way you are.. 💙

moe little golem with a bunch of older women with strong opinions about how gunked up her body is...

“From a purely medical standpoint, I can only see this as evidence of grave harm done to your body. Euphemia might have perceived this as a form of natural progress– the Professor might view it as a convenient tool or weapon–”

“I’m Detective Mona Alexandri from ‘Inquiries and Actions’. On behalf of my client Klara Sergeyevna we are here to retrieve Marian Sebastyanevna from you.”

She had reloaded her rifle in the last exchange, but her aim was garbage. What the fuck am I going to do? Die, she thought. I am going to die here. I was never made to be a soldier.

“We were born to kill, conquer, and die. We counter the stagnation that occurs at the end of an era and prevent the world from freezing to a halt. We did our part. We fought our war, the war we were destined for, just like the stories. We won and we were meant to be gone.”

She felt pangs of cutting pain as she clumsily led the metal to the surface. Blood seeped from the wound, inadvertently pulled on by her thoughts. Even through the warming haze of the morphine she felt terrible pain.

it's fine for a mysterious alchemist to dig up a bunch of unknown gunk and resurrect it into a homunculus she raises and loves and abandons. it's basically fine. it's left mona with normal feelings about being alive. #emptinesseffigied

mona going to get this pop-up at the end of emptiness effigied

this conversation mona & salva have about butchfemme is cute but i also think the line about 'gentlemen' is so perfect for illustrating salva's worldview. why should men get to be the ones defined by kindness towards women? have you seen how men treat women?

is mona alexandri jewish, longest thread in the history of forums, locked by moderators etc. etc. etc.

booth duty #ofthedevil

positioning mona's quest to find euphemia actively harming the relationships she's struggling to cultivate is beautiful. she can't tell olesya she loves her because she doesn't believe she can actually commit to her while also searching for her missing mentor... poor detective...

THAT'S! MY! GOAT!

I have created the gods from my sweat, and the people from the tears of my eye. (Coffin Texts) (ALL)

I have given to you valor against the south, strength against the north, and I give the fear of you in the heart of the Nine-Bows. (WWO)