#love you aves!!!

[jennysparksandtheauthority]

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Nothing but love for the BLACKHILL BIBLE

10 years ago today, we hit 'post' on ao3 and began sharing this story with the world. We had no idea where it would go - we were nowhere near finished writing it - but we knew we were having a blast with these characters, and we hoped there were people out there who would enjoy reading them almost as much.

To say that the reception this fic has gotten has exceeded my wildest dreams is such an understatement. 10 years later, it still blows my mind that something I helped write reached SO many people all over the world (some of whom became my closest and dearest friends!) Blackhill fans are the most supportive, creative, and fun bunch I've ever had the pleasure of interacting with. You all have my love and gratitude forever.

Happy 10 years, Gone to the Dogs!

(do you have any gum?)

♡ aves

[j0celynh0rr0r]

Burn them all

[4axel4loop]

"the task of being alive is a sacred one" / Book of Ancestors, Margaret Atwood

[bacchuschucklefuck]

this has been a roller coaster of a design journey but finally I can present you: class swap artificer!adaine and rogue!fabian

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Gearing up for the stat boosts

MDZS Disco Elysium AU Part 3 (Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 4)

[pfhwrittes]

all my love and thanks go to @buttdumplin for inspiring this soft little something for ale.

tags/triggers: the comfort part of hurt/comfort, use of papi as a pet name, fluff, brief mention of minor injuries (bruises), food mention.

word count: 430ish (unedited and unbeta'd as usual)

pairing: alejandro vargas x gender neutral reader.

a/n: i'm gonna level with you all, i don't know any spanish and the only spanish i know is european spanish. so instead of butchering a beautiful language, i've used a lot of italics. please please tell me if i've screwed up. and my standard request as per the banner, please do not interact with my writing if you're under the age of 18, despite this being entirely fluff.

everything hurts as ale shoulders the door open. his pulse throbs in time behind his eyes and over the swollen bruise on his jaw, a combination of too much paperwork and a lucky hit from rudy in the gym.

ale takes a deep, restorative breath as he makes his way towards the kitchen. the sounds of something sizzling over the music playing on the speakers tempting him further into the house better than any siren song.

"hi my love. busy day?" you call over your shoulder as he drops into the chair at the table heavily, "dinner is almost done, i'm trying the recipe your tía sent me and i think -"

ale tunes the rest of your chatter out as the headache flares behind his eyes and the patterned table cloth in his peripheral - the one his mother gleefully bestowed on you - blurs slightly before he closes his eyes with a tired groan.

"oh papi." you cluck your tongue softly and ale feels your cool hand smooth over his forehead, brushing back the few loose strands of his hair before moving to press lightly on the bruise under the scruff on his jaw.

ale nuzzles into your palm with a sigh.

"i'm sorry my love." he murmurs softly, blinking his tired eyes open slowly.

you're standing in front of him in the soft loose clothing you always prefer when you come home from work. a vision in comfortable cotton and jersey. he gives in to the urge to bury his face in your belly, sighing when the palm cupping his face slides to the nape of his neck. you soothe him with gentle words and gentler touches, kneading at the tense muscles of his neck.

minutes or hours later, ale lifts his head and watches as you melt at his expression. the little frown at your brow smoothing out, love radiating from every pore.

"what would i do without you?"

you hum in response and ale lets his eyelashes flutter closed as you scratch at his scalp lightly.

"come on papi, let's get you in the shower. wash some of the day off you, hm?" you say softly and curl your fingers into his hair, a teasing tug that would ordinarily send the blood zinging through his veins but tonight warms him slowly, making his thoughts go syrupy slow.

ale leans his forehead onto your stomach again, completely content to rest as you dote on him, his words muffled when he speaks.

"i love you so much."

"i know papi," you pause, before urging him to lift his head to look at you, "i love you too."

[sonofsatansworld]

SONZ OF SATAN UNITE!

[thedragonboi]

“This bird looks like some kind of dinosaur”

Buddy Boy You’re Never Gonna Believe This

[shaanks]

if you try to pout at Shanks about something he pouts back at you and flops into your lap and is 100000000x worse than you about it. you literally can't out-whine that man he's a nightmare to deal with.

[earlgreydyke]

having never watched the thirteenth doctor, i just caught up to the battle of ranskoor av kolos and i personally love it. i think everyone has really high expectations for a grand finale with multiple parts but i think this was a simple and well executed finale that concluded the season perfectly and the one episode runtime was just right for the narrative.

to me, the episode is a beautiful exploration of faith. the ux are very clearly adopting imagery of the crucifix but are sacrificing themselves for a false genocidal god. they are still able to maintain their faith and with the help of the neural blockers, come to understand that they have gone against the will of their creator, saving five planets (plus earth really!) from destruction in the name of their faith. meanwhile, graham and ryan commit the ultimate act of courage in refraining from avenging the murderer of their loved one in the name of grace. again, a testament to their faith in what they know to be right and what their Grace would have wanted. yaz maintains her faith in the doctor, refusing to leave her side. the doctor maintains her faith in herself. she started this season not able to remember who she was and she ends it fighting the same evil with utter conviction that she can get everyone out of this (all five planets worth of everyone!) she trusts in her intellect and most importantly, she trusts the courage of her companions to abide by their faith (the ux included).

[j0celynh0rr0r]

Romance<3

[selkiefinalist]

stienberg, emerges from pentagram holding a severed head from his cloven hooves, gets ejected from the game (maybe suspension but maybe not)

ryker: he just got so excited, he didn’t intend to fully decapitate anyone, ceremony went a little overboard

[rippleluvscats]

Alrighty, first post. Dedicating this one 2 satan. A collage!

Ps. Should I do more for other gods?

(How do u use tumblr?T_T)

[simikae]

and they say boys with brown hair can’t pilot spaceships >_<

[samaelsslave616]

Satan Defeats the Light

HAIL LORD SATAN!!!!!!! Had a blast today worshiping Lord Satan and making this! Praise SATAN everyday!

[can-of-slorgs]

caw 🦅