#And here she is

[tosahobi-if]

lovely as a blossoming peony, a poet, a dreamer.

[pentacass]

seeing her in HD means EVERYTHING to me

[deaneyrs]

i saw someone post something a while back about dany using targaryen methods to achieve things the targaryen's wouldn't have chosen and i can't stop thinking about it.

[mckittericks]

[cleanteeth124]

puppy love puppy

[durgetavoc]

The Dark Urge (during act 1)

The Haunted One

The Dark Urge was created as a half-drow with dragon attributes (a few scales scattered here and there on her skin, sharp fangs) because Bhaal fucking can.

When she was a baby, Sceleritas placed her on the landing of a Selunite human couple's house. She had a happy and somewhat normal childhood before The Urge first awakened. They named her Lornaal.

The Urge awakens when she is 11, murdering her adoptive parents.

After that she had to wander the streets for several days because Deathstalker Mantle sometimes made her invisible until Sceleritas found her and took her to the temple of Bhaal where she would confined until she turned 18.

Tried to run away at 16 and be good but The Urge brought her back in her footsteps.

She was taught Infernal and has basics in Draconic.

She’s 42 during the events of the game and wants redemption!! Freedom!! A second chance!!

She has a sweet tooth. She loves pastries and she feels like there used to be someone who was always there to fill her with pastries but she doesn't remember who anymore.

Durge loves to read and write; she keeps a diary during the journey. With her amnesia, she absolutely insists on keeping written records and collecting things that might remind her of something, from afar or not. After all, who knows, maybe that little pendant she just took is the key? Oh! Maybe that letter?!

She especially loves shiny things. Sometimes she gathers them together to make a little pile of treasure.

DURGE LOVES GNOLLS. Even though they are very fierce and disgusting. Sometimes she even feels uncomfortable in their presence, but she doesn't know why. However, she tells herself gnolls are the creatures that are closest to her; they are doomed to be controlled by the Hunger eternally, just like her with The Urge.

Waltz. She loves waltz. And night sky. And music box make her emotional.

On the other hand, she hates closed spaces. If she could avoid being cramped that would be GREAT.

[allylikethecat]

January OTP Prompts

Literally had crawled into bed to go to sleep when I realized I forgot about todays prompt. Then I had to get up and get my laptop back out and write it. But we did it! Here she is. Prepare to be underwhelmed (I was so focused on finishing up the Ducklings chapter that this totally slipped my mind!)

22. Walking through the park

“I love you,” said Matty, giving George’s hand a squeeze as they made their way through the park. He felt like he was living out some kind of romance movie montage, holding hands with his partner, the sun shining down on them as the flowers began to bloom around him. He took a sip of the coffee he held in the hand not intertwined with George’s and smiled. He never thought that he would be here. He had never even let himself even hope and dream for it, not wanting to be let down, having spent his teenage years desperate for love, but feeling undeserving of it. He didn’t let himself think about the way he sometimes hadn’t even thought he’d make it to twenty eight, let alone thirty five. 

“I love you,” said George, putting emphasis on the word and squeezing his hand back, flashing Matty his own crooked smile. He held tight to Mayhem’s leash, the dog trotting happily beside him before pausing to sniff at a patch of grass. George and Matty stopped as well, letting him sniff to his heart’s content. They weren’t in any kind of rush, they didn’t have anywhere to be. The entire day was just for them to exist, enjoying each other's orbit. 

“Your dog is so cute!” said a girl walking towards them, she looked to be somewhere in her late teens and early twenties. Matty couldn’t help but wonder when people that age started looking so young. 

“Thanks,” said George, smiling back at her. “He’s a menace.” 

“No,” said Matty, unable to help himself. “He’s Mayhem.” 

Mayhem looked up at the sound of his name, fixing Matty with his dark gaze. George snorted in amusement at Matty’s bad joke. The girl looked between them, confused. 

“His name is Mayhem,” George explained, “and he lives up to it.”

 Matty opened his mouth to explain that he was actually named for the Norwegian metal band, but thought better of it, choosing to lean into George’s side instead. 

“Can I pet him?” she asked. 

George nodded, “yes of course, he’s very friendly, probably too friendly if we’re being honest,” George said with a chuckle. The girl bent down, and gave Mayhem a pat on the top of his head. 

“Thank you so much,” she said, giving them both a smile. “Have a great rest of your day!” 

“Thank you,” said Matty, “you as well.” 

George gave a slight tug on Mayhem’s leash, encouraging him to start walking again as they continued their way across the park. Matty let go of George’s hand to take a few steps to the side and throw away his now empty take away coffee cup, his phone buzzing in his pocket as he did so. 

“You two are disgusting,” sent Adam in their group chat and Matty frowned, before clicking on the link he had included and breaking into laughter. 

“Hey George,” he said, returning to the path, “that girl knew who we were.” 

“What?” George asked and Matty shoved his phone into George’s face, still chuckling. There was a photo, taken from an interesting angle as if the photographer was trying to be discreet, their hands intertwined, Matty’s head resting against George’s shoulder. 

@ 75fan99 Just met Matty and George. I managed to play it cool AND they let me pet Mayhem #bestdayever #evenifMattymadeadadjoke 

“That was a pretty bad joke,” George said, bumping Matty’s hip with his own.

Matty huffed, “yeah well, you love me anyway.”

George smiled, leaning down to kiss his cheek, “that I do.” 

Day: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21

[mooninagust]

you will think you have friends, and then they ask you "when did you get bangs?" as if you haven't had them since 2020

[seams-schemes]

Lucy the pink poodle on the scene

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

when you realise youve Fucked Up

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

License to Kitty.

[spaceraceart]

au where eggman is some egotistical unethical tech ceo that visits his local coffee shop everyday and harasses the customers and employees, but for some reason the owner is head-over-heels for him and keeps letting him get away with it

[dishwasherfish]

I think we should bring back that thing everyone did in 2014 where you badly photoshop two characters from entirely different media together to look like they’re in love. This is my proposal for doc ock x glados please consider

[cronchy-baguette]

double posting this comic bc tbh it deserves its own post.... thinking about how elphie was definitely crying after she runs off to hide somewhere following popular... what do the two of them think about afterwards....

[nefelibatat]

So if I were to take away from this moment something deeper than “man Sevika's a freak”, I'd point out that we've seen the same tactic not long before.

What does this say about Caitlyn? She's fighting dirty. She's fighting like a cornered rat. She's fighting like a Zaunite.

And first of all there's hypocrisy. Caitlyn's been calling these people animals and monsters and whatnot but when placed in an identical situation she responds identically. Case in point: getting so mad at Jinx for terrorizing people out of grief that she goes ahead and starts to terrorize people out of grief. Sevika's expression afterwards is mostly “joke's on you I'm into that” but there's some surprise there too — you wouldn't expect that move from a Piltie.

Then there's desperation. Because she needs revenge; she needs it or she'll never ever forgive herself for what happened. So she'll throw away her morals and her dignity and just do whatever it takes to achieve the goal, whether it means chomping on someone like a feral raccoon or becoming a military dictator… which puts her in the same mindset as Zaunites, all of whom are desperate to survive and a lot of whom could never afford morals and dignity in the first place.