#I AM JUST IN AWE

[djmurphy]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53830969/chapters/136247980

Here' the link to the fanfic I wrote for the Hypno Pop au! Kind of sucks and I might change the second chapter a little.

DUUUUUUUDE YOU DO NOT HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH IM SMILING THIS IS AMAZING!!

I just finished reading and you did such a great job!! Thank you so much for writing this!!

[25centsoda]

Who let them make Spy Kids, anyway?? Wartfingers Juni, wears-a-diaper-at-night Carmen, the family is Latino...these are just. Not what your average protagonist is doing these days I feel like XD. Maybe I'm no longer Hip With The Kids(tm), but Spy Kids was out there Doin' It.

[grimmweepers]

idk if anybody here listens to shenseea but i saw her live tonight and holy fuck she’s even more beautiful in person and she’s so charismatic and and and and and and

[minijenn]

Yes that’s right. After four long years, Keys to the Kingdom is finally complete. 

If you want to know more, please read the afterword right over here and stay tuned for a special farewell art piece sometime in the next few days... 

[ninacarstairss]

and inej— the scene with the taxidermist. i have been shaking for ten minutes. she has alina’s dagger in her hand and she kills with it. “what happens here is up to me”. this whole scene is so meaningful, so powerful. she kills for love the first time, to protect kaz. she kills for protection now. for her.

[oliviawebsite]

(after misunderstanding what someone said and embarrassing myself) oh great now they hate me and want to kill me with rocks

[hinamie]

make it vicious, take a stab

[wanderingibon]

" I noticed that you've been smiling more, Lucanis. "

" ...Have I? ...Si, I suppose I have been. "

[t-hirstreview]

[kovalitics]

Can we all just take second to appreciate how quickly and efficiently @tapakah0 has improved with her animatics??

@somerandomdudelmao...

[gatoburr0]

I HATE how this turned out WITH A PASSION.

[forecast0ctopus]

happy 57th anniversary to spock and kirk writhing in the sand

[guooey]

Ant

[ducktracy]

there are a lot of evil people in the world and a lot of darkness in the world and so it’s very important for me to stress that now more than ever is the time to spread kindness and compassion. combat the evil by not only not partaking in it, but actively refuting it. destroy the notion that being compassionate or generous or kind to someone is uncool or embarrassing or even scary. be the change you want to see. start a chain reaction. positivity only breeds more positivity. do an act of kindness for someone so that that person who is too afraid to do it themselves can see you, realize that they’re not alone, and perhaps sheepishly follow your example. and then the next person who is too afraid but sees that person can do the same. when bad news comes out about bad people or horrible atrocities in the world it’s such an easy impulse to despair, and obviously it’s important to feel what you need to feel. grieve. be angry. be sorrowful. be empathetic. but dust off your pants and get up and be a part of a chain reaction that, no matter how small the scale, and spread compassion and love and care. all the reasons why you might not—“it’s hard! it’s scary! people will make fun of me! it’s useless because there’s too much evil!” are all grade A arguments as to why you should. you have no idea how many people you could inspire to do the same. even if it doesn’t get you anyway far, you can at least say you have the nobility of trying. please choose love and please choose life. you are worth loving and you are worth inspiring others to love

[featheredadora]

[bluebells-and-dragonflies]

Imagine Astarion with ears so sensitive that he's never willingly allowed anyone to touch them except for you. Imagine laying next to him in your bed, facing him, lifting your hand up slowly for that first touch. His eyes on yours, the rapidity of the breath he doesn't need to take, but still does reflexively. Seeing that he's nervous, but that he's trusting you, feeling his shaking hand come to rest on your waist. The audible sound he makes- half a moan, half a gasp- when you finally brush your thumb over the soft skin at the tip of his ear.

You trace the long shell of his ear and watch his pretty eyes, deep red like velvet in the moonlight, flutter shut. He says your name softly, as close as you've ever heard him to prayer. You pinch his earlobe gently, and his hips roll forward involuntarily, the jut of his hipbone pressing against your thigh as he makes himself still. Heat flares low in your belly, but you tamp it down as quickly as possible- likewise, Astarion makes himself still against you. This isn't sex and won't become sex, you'd promised each other (though that's not to say that you won't explore this thoroughly during one of your hours-long lovemaking sessions. He is all about experimentation these days, after all).

You lay there, touching him in his most vulnerable place, with reverence and grace and occasionally disbelief that you could be here at all with this beautiful, horrible, ridiculous and wonderful man, that you could be trusted so completely. You take in his every shuddering breath, the flexing of his fingers in your shirt, the softness of his mouth when he presses his lips to yours and tells you he loves you. If you have your way, if he has his, if somehow your utterly insane lives hold together for a year or a decade or ten, it will always be like this.