#must i suffer this way

[electrascomplexheart]

The audacity of not having the weight of someone's cock on my tongue is absolutely treacherous

[great-master-airplane]

it's always titles, isn't it?

[vaguely-concerned]

the fact that irving canonically survives through the end of asunder to be at wynne's funeral is so fucking funny to me. nothing but love and respect for MY unstoppable cockroach morally grey machiavellian mage dad!!! he's survived in his position through multiple attempted rites of annulment and blood mage plots popping up left right and center around him. the chantry keeps trying to stamp him out but his dodge game is simply out of this world, divine. civil wars, political machinations and minefields, chantry atrocities, this wily old motherfucker is dodging and weaving his way through it all, not-quite-no-hits-taken-running-it-but-honestly-close-enough-under-the-circumstances style. if solas does succeed in tearing down the veil I would fully believe that one of the like three people still alive at the end of it all would be a very weary 90 year old first enchanter irving going 'oh this shit again huh'. the maker has cursed him for his hubris and his paperwork is never finished (affectionate, it's fine he canonically loves paperwork)

[il-predestinato]

A comparison of neck strength, F2 driver vs. F1 driver:

Charles Leclerc (bottom panel) is able to hold his neck steady as he navigates through S1; his head follows the direction of his travel - i.e. as he makes a left turn, he looks to the left. Meanwhile, fatigue has set in for Ollie Bearman (top panel), and his neck is unable to hold his head up; therefore, as he makes a left turn, the lateral G forces push his head to the opposite side.

An impressive example of how physically demanding F1 is as a sport! Don't ever let anyone tell you that these guys are not true athletes.

🎥: F1TV on-boards, 2024 Saudi Arabian Grand Prix (Lap 41)

[justa-moth]

dead boy detectives textposts pt 6 :D

pt 1 - pt 2 - pt 3 - pt 4 - pt 5 - pt 6

[suntails]

(mild gore)

fealty

[mellosdrawings]

OOOOOO CAN I ASK HOW WOULD THE N2 SQUAD REACT TO EACH OF THEM DYING?

What have you unleashed?

(WARNING: Angst, allusions to death, all that fun stuff. Nothing graphic tho, don't worry)

Jamil

He shouldn’t be surprised.

Well… He isn't surprised. Jamil Viper doesn't get nice things. Not for more than a few months, anyway.

Every once in a while, life takes pity on him and throws some nice, agreeable news his way. Just enough so that he lets his guard down. Just enough so that he allows himself to think maybe things will get better. Just enough so that he can pretend he isn't chained to a fate he will never escape.

A letter to NRC, a plan that goes a little too well, a couple of upperclassmen who seem to genuinely love him for who he is and not who he pretends to be.

So of course it doesn't last. Life gives and life takes.

Kalim follows, Octavinelle gets involved, Leona and Vil-

Well…

He isn't surprised.

Jamil Viper doesn't get nice things.

Vil

They look at him like they expect something from him. Horror, anger, ugly tears maybe. Just a reaction. Anything. Anything at all.

Vil doesn't give them that. Doesn't give them an opportunity to pity him. Doesn't give them food for gossip. Doesn't give them any material to make this topic last for any longer than it has to.

He knows how it works. Someone snaps a pic of him at his lowest, someone records his voice breaking during an interview, someone catches his lips tremble for but a second, and everybody will start talking about it again. And again. And again. For as long as there is a reaction from him. For as long as the topic attracts views.

Suffering brings more views than success.

So Vil doesn't react. Doesn't say a thing. Doesn't acknowledge the topic.

Better to be a cold asshole for a few weeks than to hear about it for years.

And in the darkness of his own room, where there is no camera, no eyes, and no ears to witness his grief-

Vil cries himself to sleep.

Leona

It’s just sand.

Only sand.

For miles and miles, further than the eye can see, nothing but sand.

Ruggie had the clever foresight to send all of Savanaclaw packing when Leona got the news. They would be sand too otherwise.

Who cares.

Who fucking cares.

He could turn the whole world to sand and it wouldn't be enough.

He might as well turn his own heart into sand.

It would hurt less.

[bumpkling]

what do you mean jesse spencer’s parents started an australian far-right populist political party in the 90s. what.

[mxtxfanatic]

The common thread tying together how mxtx treats all her well-rounded character across all her works is that a character's past is as real as their actions. That means that a character's tragic past is a key part of their character and should be considered while analyzing them. It also means that their actions are also their own and must be considered when analyzing them. One does not negate the other. The trauma that a character experiences in the narrative is not erased by their shitty actions, but those experiences also don't redeem their immoral behavior. Everyone must live with the consequences of their chosen actions, regardless of what drove them to make those choices. That is the lesson.

[tackykachowch]

What's so funny about Jinx smelling Vander's jacket to me is not even that it's inconsistent with the story at this point (i. e. Vander is alive so there is no reason for her to smell his jacket, plus she didn't have a close relationship with him anyway), but because we already had a coat for her to interact with that was established IN SEASON 1 FINALE. SHE TOOK SILCO'S COAT OFF OF HIM. WHERE DID IT GO????? And most importantly why Jinx doesn't care about it at all despite her still coming to his office to "talk" with him? Like. You would think that Jinx, who still keeps keepsakes of her lost loved ones, would take some of Silco's things to remind her of him, but nah. We need a stupid thing with Vander and Silco's jackets where she doesn't even properly interact with the right one.

[ugartecoco]

totally unheard of

[essektheylyss]

Honestly the fact that they fit three distinct combats on top of plenty of character and story progression into the episode before 11pm was a really strong argument out of the gate for Daggerheart as a system for streaming. That was super neat, not gonna lie.

[herbofthyme]

shrekzun

[lemonlilactea]

i did try and use "trapped for years" prompt from earlier hehehehe

At first, they think they can get out. Maybe Solas couldn’t but he always underestimated mortals, underestimated them. They step quickly, running across the seemingly endless stones of the prison, desperately seeking an exit, or even a hint one might exist.

After a few days, they realize hunger and thirst aren’t really the same, aren’t something needed here. Perfect, it means more time to search, to find a path out of here, to find anything. 

Weeks, maybe? More than a month. The eerie silence has become familiar, the stillness in the air leaving a taste of dust on their tongue that may never vanish. They start marking time on the fallen pillar they’ve made their starting point. Memory is only helpful to a point here, everything feeling fogged in their mind. 

The only real sound, a voice, is more haunting and cruel than comforting. The call of a dead friend, begging for help, for Rook to save them. But they didn’t. They failed, and now their friends are dead, and the rest might soon follow. 

It could be months now, by the time they navigate their own regret far enough to make what feels like progress. Time lost meaning quickly, no sun to rise and fall to mark the days. Too much sky, like Davrin once said. Rook hasn’t spoken a word aloud in weeks, accepting the blanket of silence draping over them, weighing them down as they turn the same path again and again and again, hoping this time it might change. 

By the time they find the door, solid wood, locked firmly shut, they know it’s been too long. Years. Agonizing years of muted stone and sky. The world must be in ashes and blight now, their friends, everyone must be dead. Rook already fought back the cold grip of the choices they’ve made, the people they lost, but they can feel that this prison still holds them. Something more, something stronger is still lurking in their mind, something they’ve refused so deeply to face, whether or not by their own design, they can’t tell. What could possibly be worse? What could be left? 

Varric. Of course. Of course he didn’t survive, that never made sense, did it. Of course they failed him too, couldn’t save him. And all that time in the lighthouse, that was Solas, manipulating and adapting his perfect pawn, the Rook to take the fall. If nothing else, if everything and everyone they love is dead, the least they can do is find their way out and repay the Dread Wolf in kind. If they were to lose years and lives while in here, Rook would ensure that Solas would lose something to match once they are free. What they didn’t expect was the almost forgotten sound of their friends, calling to them. The shimmer of the Veil, grabbing hands pulling their weary form from the Fade and back into the world, back to their family. How? This couldn’t be, shouldn’t be possible, isn’t possible. Another trick? Have they finally fully snapped, and this is imagined by a broken mind desperate for any type of escape? But oh, it feels real. The warmth of skin, the nearly painful cacophony of worried voices, the wind. It’s real. They are freed, they are home.

[picklesthenonbeanary]

Everyone on here has such cool click clack ideas! like omg!!! I think it’s time that I share the one that I’ve made for an au idea I have, had them for about a week and I love them but I’m still trying to get details down for the au and all, still in the planning stage and like this is my first time really actually doing this.

Anyways, click clack design be upon you!

I turned him into a plushie guys and I love him!

More info/rant undercut

This au is gonna be on the more body horror side and I would love to info dump about it once my brain gives me more ideas to write down but honestly I think his design for the au turned out good, their modeled after a teddy bear and I tried to make the face and eyes similar to one as much as I could for just concept sketches

Anyways lemme know if anyone wants an info dump on the au,

been trying to get as much down as I can for it but obviously having your attention split while brain storming isn’t the best. Probably gonna make an info dump either way just the get the brain juices pumping but how much I share in an actual post is gonna depend on how willing I think people are to hear about it tbh. I don’t wanna talk about something nobodies gonna care much about

Um anyways new au idea underways, gonna try and write a story about it but I currently only have a beginning and vague concept of how I want it to end and nothing in between so far so we will see. Would love to trouble shoot with someone but I currently don’t have anyone to do that with so… feel free to reach out if you wanna try helping tho, i've got like litterally no friends in/into the comunitiy so it would be kinda nice

Probably gonna turn out sloppy but so is the ways of life, better to make sthat is bad then nothing at all

[delicatepointofview]

He chose violence.