#it was an accident i swear

[pagesinmylife]

Anyway if you’re looking for something fun to read about Tom Riddle haunting Harry Potter and accidentally learning how to love someone check out my fic Lovely Bitter Water

[sillygoofyqueer]

I am a firm and wholehearted believer in the idea that, if put into a situation where the Lan rules either did not exist or not apply, Lan Xichen would go absolutely apeshit with the alcohol. The man was being trained to be a sect leader from basically the moment he could learn to read because his father certainly wasn't doing it, and he literally didn't have any real friends but Nie Mingjue. If anyone deserves a drink, it's this man. I was thinking about an AU where Wei Wuxian lived in the Burial Mounds as this sort of cryptid god creature (while listening to Transcendental Cha Cha Cha), and I was like "what if Wei Wuxian banned any rules but his own rules while in the Burial Mounds?" That spiralled into the Lans being like "we have to talk to this creature man thing but the RULES" and the twin jades being like "we got this, gang, we're so cool like that." However, the moment they step into the Burial Mounds and have greeted Wei Wuxian (who is decidedly chill if incredibly fucked up but so casual about it), Lan Xichen is like "PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY I NEED A DRINK" Of course, in his own Lan respectful way, even as Lan Wangji stares with a dropped jaw (slightly widened eyes, to be precise) at his brother, the pinnacle of the Lan Sect as the Sect Leader. Wei Wuxian does not care about the rules of the sect (of course he knows them, even as a cryptid creature thing) and is like "sure, pal" Next thing anyone knows, Lan Xichen is a bottle into whatever Wei Wuxian has on hand and is ranting to what he believes is another human about the shit he has to put up with (his words exactly), but what is actually a rock that Wei Wuxian drew an understanding expression on - just to see if Lan Xichen would notice the change.

[art-of-a-space-duck]

Artificial Condition - Murderbot

For the full resolution image, click here.

Under the cut are clues to what everything means.

Not all of these are references, but a lot of them are.

If something has a unit next to it, convert it to one you’re more familiar with.

The coordinates and cargo amounts are Dewey Decimal.

Those seemingly random pairs of numbers and letters are text converted to hexadecimal.

The binary means nothing.

If you don’t know what an image is, it’s probably related to quantum mechanics.

[dustbon]

It's been a few days since the party got to know K'ité. The prince decided to let them live and dig holes around, but he doesn't trust them enough to lead them to a temple.

He hangs out the most with Milo (of coURSE), and it's been really cool because he gets to learn more about his culture. Uh, on the other hand, the military guys are having a bad time.

Oh, and our boss died. Not gonna lie, he won't be missed.

[jacenotjason]

first school doodle of junior year and its accidental gay

[blarefordaglare]

Fan Joy July day 6

This one’s by @cheatsylu

Link: https://www.tumblr.com/cheatsylu/747325585341218816/for-a-request-lu-triple-threat-i-bet-theyd-be?source=share

I really love the line art in this one and I feel it just fits the color palette in such an aesthetically pleasing way! The way you also added the details (Feathers, Hyrule’s soul leaving his body, Legend checking his pulse) was also very enjoyable to look at. Overall I really enjoyed this piece :)

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“Is everything okay in there?” Time’s voice made its way through the doorway, adding to the panic in the room. 

Hyrule could feel his soul leaving his body, the pain too much to bear. He could feel his nerves numbing from the hit, his muscles relaxing as he lay limp on the cool wooden floor. He stared blankly at the ceiling, questioning how his life choices came to this. He could feel the cold fingers of Legend on his wrist, checking if he was still alive.

He felt dead.

Death by pillow. 

“What have you done?” Legend’s voice was barely a mumble, a quiet number against the panic still buzzing in the room, “You killed him-“ He felt the faint heartbeat of the traveler, “Well close enough.” 

Wild could only stare at his hands. He never knew that he was that formidable, even more so compared to the heroes of his past-not that he knew that yet, “I didn’t know!” 

Legend could only facepalm as he watched Hyrule come back to the land of the living, “No more pillow fights with you,” he gave a tired glare at Wild, “Ever.”

“That’s fair.”

[remlionheart]

i uhhhh sort of, um, accidentally... um, wrote a yandere!Dazai x yandere!femOC with ummm gunplay....?? if I made it into reader x Dazai, would you guys want to read it?

[feraltvman]

My connection crashed when I walked up to you, what do you have to say for yourself?

Answer carefully, it'll affect my rating >:|

It just really wanted its pizza

[puffballwarrior-blog]

FKSKFKKW IN TEARS OF THE KINGDOM IF YOU TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF IN GERUDO TOWN THEY THROW YOU IN JAIL AND DONT LET YOU OUT UNTIL YOU PUT CLOTHES ON LMAO

[shenenenigans]

“Can’t you remember what she looks like?”

“It was a long time ago. I… I don’t know, it’s just… her face is so blurry.”

“Maybe it’ll come back to you one day. You can tell me anything, you know?”

“Yeah, thanks… I— appreciate the help, Numa.”

“Mm. Let’s go back to sleep, okay?”

this is her real face btw…

@bluemoonscape @aakaneeee @rockwgooglyeyes @4listr @paradisedisconcert @pwippy @nottoonedin @apriciticreveries

[lornteeleaf]

Commander Week: Day 1 Race

Iowey Lorn was human. Had been human, all her life. Growing-up-in-Divinity's-Reach human. Every-day-at-the-Shrine-of-the-Six human. Praying-to-Lyssa human.

Praying. For her mother to serve Lyssa well. For her to serve the godess well. For the gods to make her mother whole again, not sick by her own making. To not have to gather her mother up at the tavern tonight. For her mother to at least be able to walk still. Thats what she prayed for as a child.

For the other children to stop pointing at her and laughting. For her bones to stop hurting, her bones and the flesh around it and the skin. For the tears in her skin to fade, not be so deep red and purple anymore. For her shoulders to finally even out. For the other teens to stop calling her an Ettin, waiting for a second head to sprout.

Only some thing she prayed for came true.

The stretch marks faded, now only faintly blue and shimmering like expensive gossamer. It would take years for her bones to stop hurting eventually, and even far into adulthood she would feel the ghost of the well known pain, her body reminding her of their struggle. Her shoulders still hurt the most, even as they had come to the same hight.

The other teenagers and children stopped calling her an Ettin. They still called her a freak, but she got used to that as well. Iowey felt like a freak, when she stood 6 feet tall in her 16th year. She would grow another foot after. But in her 16th year it was, that her best friend, Jessica, blond and bright and ever by her side, came home from the Durmand Hall with a new book.

She meant well, not mocking Iowey, just wanting to help her find an answer, when she put the book down in front of her. »I found it today. Thought you might want to look at it.« her voice was kind and soft as always. As she went downstairs, taking on their shared shift at her fathers Tavern, Iowey opened up the flimsy paper backing of the book. 'A dissertation on the crossbreeding of humanoid species.' She flipped it shut. This could not be real. Just the possibilities that this title spawned into her mind made her stomach drop. With shaking hands she opened it again, and started reading. Just a few sentences each page, until she picked something up that sounded helpfull.

'The possibility of human and norn compatibility.'

She read further. The author thought it possible.

More and more of her mothers drunken rambling returned to her, long pushed away into dark corners of her mind. Giada Lorn hadn't had the best relationship to her godess, but she had always spoken fondly of her travel through the Shiverpeaks, trying to find even the farthest human settlements and bring Lyssas blessing to them. It had been Lyssa that send her there, through a dream. At least that was what she had slurred into Ioweys ear, more them once, recounting the one moment her godess had reached out directly. Only she had spared the details. When Iowey had dared to ask questions, Giada had gotten silent quickly and cold as ice.

Iowey knew little about her mothers travels. But she knew that she had been born somehwere north of Hoelbrack, over two years into Giadas travel and only few weeks before she returned to the human city.

Her father had never been a topic to speak of. The once she had asked, a bottle broke. She didn't dare ask a second time. But now, a thought crept into her mind. What of she was not just a freakish creature? What if her spine that was too long, her shoulders which were too broad, were simply too long and too broad for a human? What if they were a perfectly fine size for a Norn?

The author of the book in front of her not only thought it possible, they had proof. They mentioned subjects of their study, people like her, at home on the edges of the Siverpeaks, where human and Norn populations mixed. there was a list of attributes, higher strenght, higher tolerance for cold, difficulties in growth, the adverse shape of bodies. Difficulties in fertility too, though that was not of interest to Iowey.

She closed the book and showed it under her pillow. The others would still think her a freak. But she knew better now. Her feet were not too large anymore, as she ran down the creaky stairs to join Jessica behind the bar.

[awesome-wordspren]

Over break, the dog was out in the snow with my dad and he asked me to toss him a towel to dry the dog off which resulted in this

Which ofc, I sent to my little online people

One of whom promptly sent back this

And I was like no I meant, there's a towel on there

I have since received many more towel on light pics such as these

[kamydrawstuffs]

Don't mind me, just playing Baldur's Gate 3 as Aaravos...

[kittenkes]

Oops I forgot to put panties on before I left the house 😏

[rozugold]

I love making hot chocolate that’s lightly dusted with cinnamon

[mass-convergence]

Playing Valheim with a group of friends. I was in the Black Forest with one of them and we were mining copper. I had just finished killing some harassing Greydwarves and my pick was broken so I couldn’t mine.

I still wanted to be helpful.

Saw a tree in the middle of the copper deposit and thought, “Well that’ll just get in the way of my friend trying to mine!”

Nearly committed arboreal manslaughter.