#<- of the highest caliber

[thepixelblender]

excellent artwork with an audience of maybe 3 people

[dragonpyre]

Jason Todd: If you don't murder this man right now, then you don't love me

Bruce Wayne: dude...

[deoidesign]

Can you tell who my favorite character is right now...

[vaguely-concerned]

which work employed the literary device of staging a play within a play in a way more poignant and thought-provoking, not to say revolutionary and leaving a lasting impact on western literature: william shakespeare's hamlet or legends of avantris' once upon a witchlight (season 1 episode 30 'phantom of the hoppera')? there is a correct answer to this

[azherwind-art]

A lil Miles sketch from the epilogues

[drachonia]

𝐡 𝐨 𝐰 𝐥 .

Nika Schwartz x OC (Sigrid) 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: popped on florence + the machine while editing this one before posting. hope y'all like this one, it was a joint idea when i was talking with friends about some ideas and the thought of "needy ikevil boys" came up along with...I think a twitter post that said something like "asking for the 'magic words' and they say 'i love you.'" Needless to say, Nika instantly came to mind.

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: established relationship, oc insert, pwp because these two are cute and i love them, descriptive smut.

It had been a long few months since Nika had seen Sigrid, and having her back in his arms as she all but ran up to the dock to meet him was something that melted that ice in his veins as he twirled her in his arms, light as a feather, burying his nose in the crook of her neck. It felt like an eternity before he pulled back slightly.

“I missed you so much.” She murmured sweetly against his ear, the two only separating when the ship’s horn sounded, signaling the boarding for the vessel once more bound to Germany

Mid-voyage on the vessel wasn't very eventful in the coming weeks at sea, but the events within the room the two shared was...quite lively in contrast.

“Mmf…Sig…!” Nika moaned, his head tilted back as he pressed the edges of the pillow to his temples to try and calm himself while his partner straddled his hips, curves gently bouncing on him. The softness of her skin reminded him of a creamy gelatin as he reached up toward her, groaning when she smirked down at him and leaned away from his touch.

“What do we say when we want something really badly, darling?” The woman coaxed out of him, making him whine as she lifted her folds all the way up to his tip only to sink all the way back down, his breath quickening.

“Sigrid, please I’m begging…!”

“What’s the magic words when you want something, Nika?” She purred sweetly.

“I-I love you so much, Sigrid…!” He moaned out, chest heaving in quick succession before clapping a hand over his mouth as it sunk in what he did, his blue eyes wide in a mix of shock and embarrassment that almost made him feel like he was in Ring’s shoes for once.

The smirk that lifted on her lips made an involuntary shiver go through him as she plopped herself down on his hips, humming.

“Seems like you missed me more than I thought, hm? Let me make that up to you, my darling.” She hummed as her hips lifted and lowered in a steady rhythm over his, Vogel’s shield all but reduced to putty under her as he gasped and cursed, clinging desperately to her hips to try and ground himself a bit.

Giving her a proper professing of love was something he wouldn’t have imagined doing not so long ago, but now, with the way his heart flooded in warmth watching Sigrid indulge him with a soft smile on her lips as her eyes fluttered closed, he couldn’t help but feel his heart continue to melt.

“I love you.” The words escaped him again as he scratched lightly at the skin of her back while she moved her hips, smiling and capturing his lips with hers, “Mn, I love you.” Nika whimpered against her mouth, hungrily kissing her and tugging her hips close as possible to his each time she lowered onto him.

“Je t’aime aussi, mon trésor.” She kissed down his neck, feeling his needy moans vibrate against her lips through his throat, “You do so well when I tease you. Go ahead, take your time.” She hummed, smiling as he rolled them over, hovering over her and taking her in, watching the faint glimmer of sweat from how hard she worked to bounce on him. His eyes almost glowed as each movement of her folds sinking around him threatened to make his haughty front break into a million pieces. Well, not that it mattered today. Sig had made sure by now to thoroughly tease the fight right out of Nika, the only thing left of him was his desire to please and be pleased.

“I want more…Please.”

“Go on, then.” She hummed, kissing his ear as he whined against her neck, starting to rut his hips into her more.

Nika felt the way she lightly throbbed around him, gasping and moaning as he looked up with his chin resting between her breasts to meet her eyes, tucking back her fringe to see both gold and aqua hues with ease as he set a lazy but eager pace with his hips, “Ah..!” His breathing came out in low gasps, her body squeezing him tighter the more he worked his hips into her, velvety walls dragging over him with each thrust.

“F-Fuck…!” Nika cursed, brows and nose scrunching up as he started to angle his hips deeper, earning a much-desired yelp or two from Sigrid. The surprise in her voice soothing the aching in his chest, if only slightly. His thumbs dug into her hips until he was sure he would leave a mark, “Sigrid!” He whined, angling deeper into her as he drove his hips home, making her gasp in pleasure each time, soothing him the slightest bit with gentle endearments. His strained calls and chants of her name shook his body each time he moved in her, hands grasping her pelvis firmly.

“Ni..ka…s-slow down, I can’t keep up! Ugh..!” She gasped, cheeks flushed deeply as she clawed at his shoulders and back, “C-Can’t ..! Cl..ose…!” A mix of her words and the building sensation in the pit of his stomach pitched him over the edge as he gave a few more deep thrusts, feeling the tip of his length hit that sweet spot inside her that squished against him delightfully and made his eyes roll back as he came inside. Nika ducked his head to kiss her as he moved a few more times, much more gentle as his lover’s orgasm shook her body, crying his name as her plump thighs squeezed against his sides.

“I’m going…to fucking…put you on a leash…if you…keep this up.” Sig struggled to catch her breath, his arms gently drew her up to sit with him once he pulled out, his own chest heaving in excitement. Even to her, he looked like the happiest man in the world right now as he nuzzled into her chest.

Once she caught her breath, she glanced down at where the elder Schwartz’s cheek rested on her chest. His eyes had slipped closed, but flickered open when they felt her gaze. He reached up and brushed her hair from her cheek so he could see both eyes, shimmering gently in all their gold and aquamarine glory.

“Penny for your thoughts?” She hummed, gently combing through his wavy tresses.

“I like when you let me take over after you’ve teased me. It’s exciting.”

“That only tells me so much. You of all people shouldn’t be mincing words, darling.”

“I like when I can squeeze you, hold you down and make you mine until you’re gasping for breath and begging me to relax.” His cheeks were stained the faintest color of flush, wanting to hide in her chest.

“That sounds wonderful. Especially when I know you’ve been missing me.” She teased lightly, watching him pout his bottom lip as he straightened up in her arms, looking down at her with furrowed brows. He nearly protested before she put a thumb on his bottom lip, a gentle laugh leaving her, “Of course, I only know you missed me, because I know I missed you. And I’m happy to be coming with you.” She admitted, her cheeks the faintest shade of red as well. Blue eyes shimmered happily as Nika nuzzled his cheek against hers, “I’m not letting you out of my sight again, mein rotkehlchen. Never again.” He practically growled into her skin, the black swan and the prince clinging tightly to one another as the glow of the moon bounced off their bodies through the small window of their ship’s cabin, joined as one body.

lace headers by saradika.

[ahhrenata]

a little sketch for @not-so-austen ‘s ‘fix-it’ fic Fighting the Fall. It’s such a beautiful story that made me fall absolutely in love with the idea of these two. I’m so glad I found it 🥹 they deserve everything good in this world.

[nshtn]

should i draw wesker in this?

[allyheart707]

a wild silly has appeared

Waaaiiiit a second, this is ur silly!!! :0

OH MY GOSH- MY SILLY!!! <3 <3 <3

[benjamindeez]

GUESS WHAT

[petrichorium]

Ace would take a strap like a champ but it’d be ruined by the massive tattoo of his captain that you’d have to fucking stare at while railing him 😔

[noahhawthorneauthor]

"Each of us wears our guilt differently."

Excuse me while I stare at the ceiling for hours because I've finished my reread of the series and my first read of this glorious installment.

Chances are if you're here, you like found family of misfits (queer af), angst, banter, and magic worlds. Yeah?

Ok. Don't walk. RUN to these books. If you're an audio person, highly highly recommend those. Check TW.

[lokisaved]

The wildest thing about getting to take a photo with Tom is that it didn't feel quite real, like he wasn't a real person standing there in front of me that I was about to be right next to. I partially attribute that to how fast the line was going, but even if I had a bit more time to process, I surely would have felt the same: that a man whose life, basically, I had been following since 2013, was in the same room as me and I was mere feet away.

I was lightheaded in the moments prior to the photo, although whether due to being hungry and needed water or overwhelmed suddenly despite not feeling it before (and thrown off by the girl in front of me trying to hold a brief conversation and the crew trying to escort her away), I'm not sure. I do wonder how Tom feels about the whole thing, about how fast it went.

We greeted each other, I got to shake his hand (his hand really is big, much larger than I expected, yet when he shook mine, it didn't feel overwhelming, and he didn't crush me), he put his arm behind me and mine behind him (his coat was quite soft; my mom speculated it's a nice/fancy wool), we smiled, FLASH, I thanked him (I can't recall if he thanked me), and off I went.

While fast, definitely 100% worth it. I've never had the chance to go anywhere else he's been due to time and money, but this time, the stars aligned.

I was lucky enough to have enough income to be able to do that plus get better seating for the live show, which was also definitely worth it; I wasn't as close as I would have liked, but better than higher up—and the general seating filled up really fast, so much so that when it got delayed due to autographs (I get the sense they overbooked him, because he had to go BACK after it was done), they told us not to leave the theatre because so many people couldn't get in.

Anyway, I absolutely loved being able to hear him talk in person, and he told pretty much all new stories this time! At least, new to me, but I'm pretty sure most of them had not been told before, probably because the audience got to ask the questions (using a Google forms from the week before that was only open for twenty-four hours AND I MISSED—and they had apparently 84 questions?? Surely they could have left that open longer, then).

I really hope I get the opportunity to see him in person again in some form or fashion; i.e. I'd probably do an autograph, or if he's got enough live event, just pay for good seating for that. I don't know if I'll get so lucky a second time, and I will definitely cherish this for a long while.

[maxbytes]

if your human peridot doesn't have a weird gaunt face covered in acne scars what are you even doing at that point? where is the character?

[vaguely-concerned]

I haven't decided what faction I want my character to be from in veilguard yet, I Need More Information before I can definitively make a call. but I must admit the siren song of rocking fifth house style disturbingly no-nonsense chill in the face of horror swag with the mourn watch is very loud and potent. speakers to the dead (and the dead are savage) vibes are so strong and so tempting

[invinciblerodent]

(oh, Taash should not have called Emmrich a "skullfucker". not because that's rude, but because that. that, um.

that makes me want to switch over to playing my Warden just a tiny little bit, lol.)