#bigpants

[silvetz]

I think she likes this trend... But what do you think? ;P

Listen up... Bikini + Big Pantz + Your OC!

[chirmkerm]

Okay now my blog has some style

[kaban-bang]

I think it's a cute detail that Miorine got slightly plump after 3 years of marriage.

[sincerely-nines]

i cant stop this mental image of tango with those bigpants with tons of pockets and this one charlie slimecicle anecdote where some animals followed him around because he had granola bars in his pockets

[ladytanithia]

Writing WIP Wednesday (10/25)

From Chapter 28 of "Out of the Ashes." Argis is concerned about how Miranja has changed since coming home and she's trying to explain it.

@dirty-bosmer @gwilin-stay-winnin @mareenavee @skyrim-forever @thana-topsy @thechaosdragoness @thequeenofthewinter No obligation to produce something - just sharing!

“I guess it’s like when someone is gentle with me, if feels more like they really care about me. And with all the pain I’ve been through lately, the last place I want to feel pain is in someone’s arms, you know? I’m not the girl I was when I left my parents’ home. I’ve done a lot of things with a lot of people and my curiosity has mostly been satisfied. What’s left undone doesn’t really matter to me anymore. Now what’s important to me is to have that one special person, to know each other better than anyone else knows us, to be there for each other through good and bad, to be confident in each other’s love. No jealousy, no possessiveness, knowing our hearts belong to each other always. That was what Talvas and I started to have before…” She didn’t finish the sentence; she didn’t want to, but she didn’t have to. Argis knew. She smiled a little sadly to herself at the irony. Argis knew her better than most, but she just wasn’t attracted to him romantically, and he had Bralsa now, anyway.

"You’ll have it again, Little Bigpants, I know it. You’re a strong, talented, loving, gorgeous young woman, and you still have a lot of life ahead of you. Just keep being you.”

“That’s the hard part, Argis. I’m not sure who I am or what sort of person I really am anymore.” She rolled back her sleeve and showed him the scars and crusty scabs on her still-healing cuts. “Look at this. Every mark is a family I made grieve. Every mark is someone who was probably a good person who was just fighting for what they believed in. Every short mark is someone I killed without knowing a damned thing about them, other than they were trying to kill me. No better than bandits or thugs. But the big mark…” She went silent.

“Ulfric?” Argis asked quietly.

“I murdered a Jarl, Argis. It doesn’t matter that he asked for me to do it. It doesn’t matter that I did it just because I didn’t want Tullius to take pleasure in it. I never told even you, Argis, but I even slept with him once. I didn’t agree with him, but I didn’t hate him. He was still very sexy to me, with his looks and his …” She sought for the word, couldn’t grasp it, shook her head and settled for the next-best word. “His unapproachable charisma. Talvas was the only one who knew. I knew his name, I knew his body. I even kind of knew his heart a little. I can still feel and hear my sword going through his ribs and organs. I can still see the bloody bubbles between his lips, the light fading from his eyes as he stared at me and his flesh mottled. I made myself watch him die. I hated myself at that moment.” She squeezed her eyes closed and shuddered, and Argis could see the hairs stand up on her arm.

“Do you still hate yourself, sweetheart?”

Miranja’s heart was warmed just a little; Argis rarely used terms of endearment with her. “Sometimes. I wish there had been another way, but I know there wasn’t. Ulfric was stubborn and had narrow vision. At least he’ll get his praise in Sovngarde. And both my father and Tullius told me that bad things have to happen sometimes to make good things, better things, happen. I still believe that, but I still can’t help wishing I hadn’t gotten involved. If Aval hadn’t been wrongfully imprisoned… I guess I knew it had to happen eventually. My getting involved, I mean.”

Argis gently tugged her sleeve back in place and pulled her to his side again. “But you’ve made a better future for a lot of people, too. It’s a trade-off. Is it an even trade? Who knows? You did what you thought was best. That’s all any of us can do. It doesn’t make you a bad person.”

“I guess you’re right. But I know I’ll feel like human garbage the first time some grieving mother spits in my face.”

[dendryeomaniac]

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[theindieinformer]

Endlight Impressions: Cube Smash

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[menswearnyc]

Big pants wanted. #bigpants #denimjacket #truckerjacket #flanneljacket #germanarmytrainers #gats

[batmonkfish80]

Monster Of The Week 152 is BigPants, told some good jokes a few years ago, but not just a comedian, very practical, everyone keeps calling them "granny" but still young as heart, always on the move.

Monster Of The Week is supported by my Patreon where you can go for more good jokes and even some practical articles.

[jagodanna]

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[nightbird-46]

Tangled The Series Creator (Chris Sonnenburg) Int Part 4: Cassandra

[ladytanithia]

WIP Whenever (10/7)

What happens when a fanfic writer gets to take part in their own story? Waking Up on Solstheim, soon to be published on AO3. Meeting the new Fathryon. (Wow, I drew the first picture in February, and the second one in September - what a difference.)

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Miranja and Talvas are already on the circular boardwalk, behind Councilor Morvayn’s home, allowing Gjalund and his crew to offload the ship unhindered. Seeing them together, Miranja’s long chestnut hair stirring in the breeze, her arms gently and protectively wrapped around her tiny child, Talvas’s arm wrapped protectively around her shoulders – makes my heart swell and takes my breath away. They are more beautiful together in real life than I could ever draw them. Surprisingly, yet not surprisingly, they’re wearing the clothes I drew them in when Miranja was pregnant and sitting on his lap. She looks radiant in that green velvet dress, and Talvas looks even better in those clothes in real life. And oh, how I yearn for him, to be Miranja, to have his undying love and adoration…

Geldis is the first to hug Miranja, shake Talvas’s hand, and gaze upon the new life they’ve created together. His back is to me, but when he speaks to them, I can hear that he’s choked up – in a good way. He turns and gestures toward me.

“Miranja, Talvas, this is our new Raven Rock resident, Danielle.”

It’s a little disconcerting to have them looking at me with curious eyes, but they’re smiling and friendly, and I approach them, trying to look like I’ve never seen them before in my life. “So pleased to meet you two,” I say with a polite but warm smile. “Geldis has talked his head off about you. May I see the baby, too?”

“Nice to meet you, too, Danielle,” Miranja replies, and Talvas echoes her. I look from one to the other a couple of times, drinking them in rapturously. “Of course, you can see him. His name is Faryn Flavio Fathryon. After Talvas’s grandfather and my father.” She looks back and forth between me and Geldis as she speaks. My heart melts as she and Talvas exchange the most loving glance. She uncovers the baby’s face and I’m instantly in love with the precious sleeping babe. I feel Geldis’s arm come up around me; he surely knows I’m thinking of my late grandson.

“He’s beautiful,” I breath, tears pricking at my eyes. “Such a perfect little face.” As I speak, he wrinkles his little Dunmer brow and grunts and farts in his sleep, and we all laugh. Babies, even Dunmer babies, have no manners. I feel the bond being created between the four of us.

“I like to call him a Dunperianord,” Talvas jokes, and Miranja gives him a side-eyed smirk and elbows him.

Teldryn breaks in with a loud clearing of his throat. “Excuse me, but what am I? Chopped horker meat?”

“Oh, Tel,” Miranja smiles, extending an arm and gesturing him into our little circle. “Come see, darlin’. This is Faryn.”

Teldryn looks at the baby for a moment, then at each of them. “Congratulations,” he says sincerely. Then in a joking tone, “Better you than me.”

Talvas gives him a crooked smile and punches him lightly on his armored shoulder. “You never know,” he says in that dreamy voice I love so much. “It could still happen to you one day. I bet you’d be a better father than you think you would.”

Teldryn scoffs. “I just wanted to come say hello in case you didn’t make it into the Netch this visit. It’s been quieter without you, although we do have a new bard now.” He tips his head toward me, and I feel self-conscious.

Before anyone can respond, I see that Argis and Bralsa have come onto the boardwalk from the end closest to Severin Manor. Bralsa is trying to get Argis to walk faster; I’m sure she’s anxious to see the baby and he’s being his stoic self. I nod in their direction, and Talvas and Miranja turn to look.

“Argis!” Miranja calls, but not too loudly, so as not to wake the baby. “Hurry up! I want to hug your neck!”

“See, you big oaf?” Bralsa chides him.

“Now, listen here, Bigpants One and Two…”

[hepburn-and-leigh]

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[just-a-gaystoner]

not gay as in happy, but queer as in fuck you

[its-ok-really]

you’re not my cup of tea