#I need another favour

[nemo-of-house-hamartia]

Also, question.

Should I post all the infographics at the same time, or should I just post them one by one?

Or in batches, like I did in when I uploaded my bios of the characters?

I truly need an advice!

I am an absolute idiot.

I was so busy working on the VtM!AU infographics that I failed to realize that I never actually did the infographics for the ITHOTM canon story.

How.

HOW???

WHY THE BRAIN IS NOT BRAINING FML

[blondie-drawings]

GIRLS NIGHT!!! LOBOTOMY AT IANTHE'S

[dreamerdrop]

“Lovers never fall out of the rift for Curzon!”

Listen, listen. I think Holo Bashir absolutely tried to fuck Curzon too but then he met Doctor Garak and and he and Garak went at it like rabbits and now Curzon can only get an occasional “Garak wants to be cucked tonight” thing instead.

And on that note. Imagine getting rejected by a fucking hologram.

[danwhobrowses]

What's this? My skin, cleared? My crops, watered!? My heart, soaring!!??

Callowmoore softness, comfort and sleeping beside each other my FUCKING BELOVED!

[des8pudels8kern]

If I were to write a Star Wars fic (which I won’t, as working full-time does not leave me with enough mental energy to be properly actively fannish), it’d be an epic AU where Obi-Wan also falls down the shaft at the climax of his fight with Maul, is presumed dead, and then pops up during the Clone Wars as a mysterious agent of chaos whose initial goal is just to rattle and provoke the Jedi into shedding at least a bit of their apathy disguised as serenity and their superiority complex (so, Obi-Wan choosing to help an entire planet of children caught in a horrific war was bad and aggressive, deserving of first repudiation and then probation, but when Knights and Masters order enslaved sentients into battle it’s duty and necessary to uphold the values of the Republic and thus Order?). He’s bitter, he’s angry, and he wants to destroy the Order. Well, the Order as it is. All talk, so little regard for actual decency, and no infrastructure in place to protect the children under their care.

There’d be a semi-humorous scene where Cody (who is... compromised, okay, he knows it, but this evil fallen force user is just different from the other evil fallen force users, okay) comes across Obi-Wan, bleeding from a fresh gash on his head (”What happened to you? - Oh, nothing, dear one; I just tripped.”) one eye clenched shut where the blood is dribbling down, yada yada, they do their usual song and dance about no, you question your allegiance and join my side, and then.

What’s that?

Cody bends down and picks up the thing that’s caught his attention. It’s round, and not quite flat, and ye--- yellow. He narrows his eyes at the infuriating pain in the ass in front of him.

“Tripped, huh? Deliberately, I assume?”

The man’s gaze flits down to the coloured lens balancing on Cody’s finger now, the exact same shade as his one open eye.

“When you arrived, the light of your presence overwhelmed me and caused me to falter. It can be quite challenging when one has delved as far into the dark as I have,” the fucker tries to lie to Cody’s face, voice as serene as the calmest of Jedi Generals fresh out of meditation, and maybe Cody needs to reconsider how trustworthy anything spoken in that tone really is.

Cody throws the lens at him, and the offending item manages to land on his chest, where blood has soaked into the shirt, and sticks to the fabric, staring at him accusingly.

“What kind of nerf-brained idiot fakes being a Sith? The entire Order is after you!”

The nerf-brain winces, then sighs and droops. He rubs a hand through his suddenly tired-looking face. The blood from his apparently actually self-inflicted head-wound that was meant to disguise the missing lens is smeared all over his cheek now, which looks ridiculous and is somewhat worrisome because Cody is used to bloodshed and knows that it’s usually not a good sign when people forget that they are bleeding. It does match the bone-deep exhaustion etched in the other man’s features, though, now that his mask of flirtatious nonchalance has dropped.

“In my defence, I honestly did not expect it to go this far.” He spreads his hands and pulls a somewhat forced-looking version of his usual boyish grin. “I assumed I would get in two, maybe three strikes before the Order went on alert and I got caught. When they didn’t, I decided to... provide further motivation.”

His right eye is grey-blue, as fathomlessly deep as the waters of Kamino, and Cody wonders what can drive a man to pretend to be evil incarnate to catch the attention of an organisation of essentially super-powered sentients in the middle of a war.

Another trickle of blood from the absolutely needless head wound snakes its way down the side of the man’s face, making it clear that, whatever his motivation might be it’s not a healthy sense of self-preservation.

Maybe Cody can get him to take out the other lens, too, so he can check his eyes for signs of a concussion.

And get a closer look at the colour.

...At least now he’s not compromised by a Sith anymore?

[atissi]

well that sucked

[y-rhywbeth2]

You know, even ignoring the whole "vampirism can be cured" thing, if we want a spell or enchanted item that lets vampires walk in the sun and dodge other weaknesses and drawbacks I'm pretty sure Gale - prodigy who caught the eye of the Mother of Magic as a child, had to be told he can't teach every specialisation, archwizard - can just... make one? Even if he's not recovered enough from having his magic stripped to cast a spell himself, he knows the theory well enough to lay the foundations for somebody else to cast.

Like, magic is basically a science, all spells were researched and created by a wizard at some point. Magic that protects vampires from the sun already exists in BG canon. This is perfectly achievable.

I think Gale would have a great time puzzling it over and infodumping about it.

The price is that Astarion has to get a migraine forcing his dead braincells to pay attention.

[hollowporcelain]

put a bra on, gyatt damn! /j

no dialogue + pose used (found on pinterest) ;3

pspspsps @the-fallen-collective tagging ygs in this now that it’s finished heheh… 😼

[chaoticlandworlder]

Insane that ppl are so quick to blame Max... Even Sky is saying that Lando should get a penalty and the replays show that Lando was not ahead.

[wetcatspellcaster]

i just wanted to say that the line in party favours that's like

astarion: *knee-deep in guts and gore and a thirty-minute long gloating monologue*

rosalie: astarion please you've lost a gallon of blood already

has been stuck in my head ever since i've read it <3 it paints such an iconic image of them

hello lovely!!! :D

thank you so much! Party Favours was a very self-indulgent fic so I'll admit that Astarion proposing while Rosalie holds his ribcage and stomach together and tells him to shut the fuck up is one of my favourite images as well :')

Astarion: did I tell you you have lovely eyes? Rosalie: ...dude is now really the time?

idk if this will happen in the game-timeline fic or if this is truly for the 'only good things for the author's health' crackfic lmao.

[luv-again]

it's weird bc now that i've wrapped up what i needed to for this fic, i immediately want to go back to it. even though writing it is gruelling and painful

i'm so deluded that i'm ignoring my own suffering in favour of 'hehehehe a wip !!! abt cryptic castle !!! weeee'

[stormlit]

peridot "peri" ingellvar. dwarf, mourn watch, warrior (reaper). aged 24. doing her best to remain bright and optimistic in the face of the literal end of the world.

(fuller info behind the cut for length)

found as an infant in the ingellvar family tomb in the grand necropolis, peri was named by the spirits and ancestors who immediately decided this abandoned baby was theirs and therefore a ward of the mourn watch; they wanted to give her a name that would connect her to the stone, to the people of her heritage, but there was a lot of bickering about which gemstone would be most appropriate. it was only when a necromancer discovered the green coloured pendant hidden in her swaddle as some kind of payment for the child that peridot was settled upon, deemed appropriate for its use in warding against fear and nightmares and helping one find one's destiny. (the necklace was not, of course, used to pay for her care; peri still wears it as an adult.)

peri dreamed of being a necromancer like her caretakers when she grew up, but she's a dwarf and can't do magic; instead she settled for learning to fight so that she might be a protector of the necropolis she loved and its residents, living and undead. she's not particularly book smart, she prefers action and learning with her hands rather than caution and research. she has also been learning how to enchant, so that she might help the watchers in that way, and still feel connected to magic and lyrium in a way they cannot be.

the mourn watch is her home and her family and being asked to be somewhere else for a while broke her heart. she could always be heard singing through the hallways and chatting to the spirits and skeletal workers that resided there. she's a ray of sunshine in the house of the dead, and is desperately clinging onto that optimism to get her through the events of the game. with bloody fingernails, sometimes. there are many, many things in this world peri is afraid of, but death isn't one of them. outside the grand necropolis it may seem a little morbid, but she finds comfort in the way she was raised.

she's never been particularly curious about her birth parents, and never had just one watcher she considers a parental figure above all others, but has been raised somewhat communally by the living and the dead alike.

[idontwantrobyntodie]

got a new chair for my room and already my siblings have used it more than me. i hate being a good big sister.

[leviiackrman]

BUBBLES FINLEY - Days Gone [full colour]

[space-ninja-fashion-show]

Sometimes running public exterminate bounties is a lot of fun, with really nice random squads who breeze through the mission together, stick together for multiple runs, and overall get up to fun nonsense

And then sometimes it's this

[soft-serve-soymilk]

This is from lrb but when I say Dism and Siffrin are similar this is the heart of what I mean ✨