#[ listen i love him so much ]

[five-of-cr]

wylan textpost because i love him

[tylerpitlicktruther]

i was in such a mushy mood before and went through his name’s tag on here (which is basically an archive) and like…

Arizona Pitty Philly Pitty Dallas Pitty…

my dearly fucking beloved

[littlemourningstarr]

I don't have any recent shots of my tav, but here's an older one of my Drow Warlock Sekh'met 🖤

(He's not in that armor now no worries, he has a pretty white and black robe now)

[andmakeithome]

ICE THE MAN KAZANSKY and MAV THE RICK MITCHELL <3

someone else also asked for my boy ice so for now MAVERICK MY MAN

[teal-bandit]

Malewife and girlboss

[captaincatbitches]

i slapped these together because I desperately needed to get out my emotions*

*emotions being i love casey jones also the sketch in the middle is based on a couple of fics on ao3 that i love to death by Gummichii the first one is called the Perception of Flames they are so good so much hurt/comfort some of my favorite things

[thornilee013]

More OCs - @jtl-fics

To read about the project that these OCs belong to, check out the few posts I've made about it in the past here: Winter Rose (1, 2) Other OCs from this project: Echo, Phillip

Round three means you get Jason! Jason is a Mexican-American who is a big chemistry geek and really loves playing soccer. He's got dreams of going into the medical field, and loves playing soccer and video games when he's not busy studying or working. He has a loving family, and he passes on that affection by only being kind to his friends. He's quiet most of the time and blunt to the point of coming off as rude most of the rest of the time. When he isn't being blunt or quiet he's being a madlad with his friends. His best friend is Echo, as it has been for several years by the time the story takes place. When they first met, Jason was intrigued by her and immediately set out to study and learn as much sign language as possible so that they could talk without needing an interpreter, and they've been inseparable ever since.

He's also intersex!

He's loyal, stubborn, and very, very intelligent.

Backstory CW: vehicular death

His rolemodel growing up was his older sister, which meant that his entire world was turned on its head when she died in a car crash (a drunk driver).

[hinamie]

spins him around trying to understand the pink mop he calls hair

[persephinae]

My Tav, Illium's tent would include:

practice dummy

portable/folding weapons rack

small weapons/armor repair station

small alchemical station for mixing potions

maps, journals

books on illithids, history, and some plays and poetry

surprisingly, some comfy pillows and blanket/sleeping pallet, but really well made and colorful since he comes from minor nobility

some crystals from the Underdark

his personal lute that he secretly practices on, initially sucking really bad, but eventually he became proficient enough to play in front of crowds

and some mementos from his travels:

a music box he found in the darkest part of the Shadowfell, reminding him there's always beauty even in the most desolate times

small teddy bears from the children's ward of the cursed hospital - he doesn't want these small treasures of children lost to war to be forgotten (he's really sentimental about them. The children's ward upset him more than he lets on)

Lump's War Horn, when he had 3 ogres at his command

Bex's cookies that are slowly going stale, he was really touched by her gift

The dog collar he found in the Underdark, as well as her books which spoke of her aching loneliness- he doesn't want Lenore to be forgotten and hopes to find her in Baldur's Gate

Komira's locket, his reward for saving Arabella, and in remembrance of those he couldn't save (he's keeping it for Arabella)

Barnabus's locket, he felt bad that the gnolls were made puppets and wasn't able to free them, even though they're evil creatures. It still bothers him.

Nere's Spider's Lyre, it reminds him of home

Alfira's lute, a gift that he treasures

The Feywild Bell from when he released that pixie, he finds it beautiful

The amulet he received from Sovereign Spaw, a promise of their aid in the coming battle

tl;dr: Illium is a big old softy

[soosoosoup]

Funk branch au

Au and branch design by @bbc-trolls

[nanakorobiyaokii]

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[artofalassa]

Soft summer bois for the soul

[shima-draws]

This is everything actually!! Just so you know!!!

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

some misc Barn & Wally doodles from the past week or so <3 i heart them

[astrobolical]

Okay.

As much as I love feral Satan, who lets his instincts run wild and growls, bites and everything else… his soft side is so fuckin’ cute.

The Satan that stares at you in confusion as you tend to a small cut on his hand he’d received on one of his rampages, unbothered by the mess around the two of you and concerned solely with him. How he doesn’t quite know why his chest feels so warm and tight as he looks at your gentle, concerned expression.

Satan, who doesn’t understand why he feels so weightless with you, why his heart flutters and why he wants to hold you so gently, as if cradling something precious.

Satan, whose anger fades just from your presence alone, overtaken with feelings he’s never experienced, that baffle him entirely but he can’t get enough.

Satan, who desperately throws himself into research just to understand you a little more, to put a name on how he feels about you— who’s just as afraid of his own feelings as he is elated by them.

Satan, who worries you’ll be frightened of him if his temper rises, but you never are, even when he tells you that you should be.

Satan, who lays beside you, watching your sleeping face and utterly baffled that you trust him so completely to allow him to see you in such a vulnerable state… who knows deep down he’ll protect you forever.

Satan, who fumbles each time he tries to explain any of this to you, whose face becomes adorably reddened with each failed attempt.

Satan, who realizes that you’ve accepted him entirely, his every fault, his everything, before he had even come close to accepting himself. Who loves you more than he could ever put to words, or that he could ever really comprehend.

Just him. You know? Ahh, just helping him come to terms with everything he doesn’t know, to grow and understand. Helping him, in the end, to love.

[qifreyplushie]

promise you'll never leave me