#(i’m going to sleep now)

[cirr0stratus]

god was silent

[ohnolara]

♫ On the road to hell there was a railroad line… ♫

[cat-gwyn-gunn]

I keep trying to get home to Ithaca but the clap of my asscheeks keeps alerting Poseidon.

[anna-scribbles]

anyway can’t stop thinking about how emilie’s crypt is the same as adrien’s bedroom. the emotional heart of the narrative trapped and voiceless in a false display of life/safety. emilie’s artificial sunlight and adrien’s barred windows. everything is about them and they aren’t allowed to be part of any of it. they end the narrative the same way they began it: without any say in the matter

[easy-there-leftovers]

Can be read as a continuation to my previous work about Gale, but can also be read independently. In any case, this is mostly a filler short.

Today had been a tiring day, especially for their de-facto leader, Gale thinks. The situation at the goblin village could have turned for the worse had you not smooth talked your way through.

And yet you’ve gone back to dueling the fire with your eyes again, he notes. However unlike last time, he chooses to stay put in his own corner of the camp.

Given his last attempt at light but stimulating conversation, he’s mostly sure that he will never do such a thing ever again. Lest he wants to feel the less than comfortable stares of everyone awake when he returns to his tent.

Alone and unaccompanied.

Doesn’t mean that he can’t observe you from here though. While he should be reading up on a rather interesting book he picked up from today’s skirmish, the pages haven’t been graced with his eyes quite nearly as much as your form.

Naturally, he doesn’t realize this until something, or rather someone, catches his attention.

Astarion.

Usually not one to leave his own comfortable area of the camp, it was surprising to see him choose to settle in at a bedroll nearer the fire.

To approach you in such a manner. Almost as if you were familiar with another.

“Which couldn’t be since you would have only met one another after the crash,” he reasons.

Astarion makes a comment from his lax position on his bedroll. Opens the conversation with you the same way that he’s certain he did a few nights ago, and yet the response couldn’t be more different.

The action draws what looks to be an exasperated sigh from you, but Gale notices your eyes soften at the elf’s remark. You don’t turn to face him, but still respond while focusing on the camp’s light.

Astarion stands to be nearer to you, perhaps trying to convince you of something, as he slings an arm around your shoulder. Face, nearing yours. The thumb of his slung-over hand seemingly grazing the skin of your exposed collarbone, uncovered by the looser strings of your shirt.

Gale feels his jaw slacken as he watches this very scene unfold before him. The book, long forgotten as the strength in his arm wanes, almost dropping it. He feels his eyes bug out of his skull when he sees you place your hand on top the pale fellow’s in what he can only assume is an affectionate gesture.

He’ll admit, perhaps he wasn’t paying attention to you earlier in the days you reunited. With the way you were avoiding him, it seemed like you wanted him to forget you existed or pretend like you didn’t know each other.

But how could he?

How could he when you inspired him so?

How could he when your wit and creativity showed him more ways the weave could be practiced?

How could he when he knew that all your friends had always been more like Aatarion’s type, and that you’ve always seemed to avoid his?

He supposed he shouldn’t be be surprised then, if he claims to know you so well. It was inevitable that you would warm up to the elf so quickly. Alike in charm and nerve.

And if you still haven’t warmed up to the wizard in the years of study you shared, he doubts you ever will.

He watches how pleasing the pair of you look. With the sheer charisma you two radiated, it didn’t take much for anyone to assume you would have been coupled up or at the very least intimately engaged.

Ah, but where will all this conjecture get him? He’s still dealing with the loss of Mystra’s favor and it’s vicious consequences. What use would it be to watch like this?

He takes one last look at your joined hands before he sees you respond and heads in to his tent. Perhaps a bit of rest will help temper whatever wave of emotions it is that washes over him.

“Astarion.” You warn with your warmer hand atop his.

“Hm?”

You turn your head to look at him and you’re greeted by that self-aggrandizing smirk that always curls up on his face.

The sight makes you sigh. No answer to his earlier question will get you out of this.

Tricky bastard.

“Your fingers are cold.” He clicks his tongue at that, but removes himself from your form anyway. A catty, “you’re no fun” leaving his lips as he distances himself from you.

He smiles anyway and tilts his head to the side. Standing to rest all his weight on one leg, and waves you off with one hand.

“I’ll see you later, I’m sure.” You shakes your head at that and turn to leave.

“Good night Astarion.”

“Sweet dreams, dear mage.”

He’s convinced you enough to try.

[moonlitfay]

!! References for pose used from Mellon_Soup found on Pinterest !!

I read SBG in a night and I’m posting this at 2am

I haven’t lined and coloured a drawing in probably over a year, so I kind of gave up shading, but it felt nice to finally finish something after so long :) (pls excuse my anatomy :’))

[dollscircus]

I don’t watch any Rachelle vids, forgot why. Watch one and I’m just- stop saying my name it’s freaking me out

[tayloralisonswift]

i think tomorrow i’m going to be librarian kathryn™️ and make a post debunking everything regarding the election, so if you have something you want confirmation on or a theory you think can be disproven or whatever, feel free to send me an ask! this will not be judgmental, i just want to encourage information literacy on the internet :)

[shellxrls]

this song and older brother jj,, walk with me here

[l3mondem0n]

My English project 🤯

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Just the background:

Shoutout my English teacher for letting me draw my spidersona for a grade 🗣‼️‼️ (this took 11 hours) (no pain no gain)

[highfiveheroes]

mutuals i hope something good happens to you today. i love you. even if we have never spoken please know i love you.

[emo-dandelion]

I got approximately 32 minutes of sleep last night

so, I didn’t really sleep last night…so I decided that it was the perfect opportunity to start watching Shadow and Bone. I’ve read all the Grishaverse books countless times, but I never got around to watching the show until now. Anyway, I drew Kaz. It’s not my best work, but I definitely don’t hate it. Also, expect LOTS of Nina fan art, as well as Jesper and Wylan and Inej and Genya. Thank you for reading!

—Moth

[jubshead]

I've barely slept in 2 days bc i was reading “giving up on greener grasses” by missparker

[noahschnappinfs]

promise i dont say this to be negative but anyone else a lil scared abt his birthday? like him being 20 and saying 'he's just a teen' to defend him isn't possible anymore, they'll be extra mean since he's more an adult? i just want it to be a good day and year but the internet sucks i wish they'd leave him alone already

i honestly just replied to this to say that his haters are really in his business more than his own fans because i just saw a few big accs announcing his birthday as soon as the clock hit midnight. why do they have his birthday in their calendar if they hate him so much? i’m now just laughing in the middle of the night lol. we shouldn’t worry too much, noah could go rescuing puppies tomorrow and people will be mad, let’s not let them steal our joy.

anyway, happy birthday noah! you’ll always be famous!

[starbuck]

this week has been a battle, and folks? i fucking won.

[southernsadie]

“Have fun in Florida.”