#openly weeping

[clarasteam]

"After months of intense scrutiny, two University of Colorado Boulder scholars have deciphered and interpreted what they believe to be the most significant new fragments of works by classical Greek tragedian Euripides in more than half a century."

[prosciuttowilly]

*softly* oh my god

[magentamedicines]

Do you understand how devastated I am about what they are doing to my little boy like that is my son and you are butchering him look at him he's got people on the internet calling him evil again

[enola504ever]

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[void-ink-studios]

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This is what I was imagining in my head

Nightmare :D

ASDFIHNSLDFKGNAFDSFSJ;DFKLNDG!!!!!!

I have never gotten fanart of my nonsense before!!!!! Oh my goodness, thank you so much! For real, this means the world to me.

[just-a-carrot]

Oh! By the way, Carrot, you said to remind you to draw Tanuki Genzou. Well, this is your reminder! (If you still want to, that is. It's okay if not.) :3

thank you i needed this today LKDJAFLSKDF

[chronically-ghosted]

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gideon ... . .... don't say these things so early

i am fragile

[thegeekyartist]

Hi! Currently having now FINISHED BBBO, I am shaking very violently, seriously one of the best things I’ve ever read. I cannot emphasise how much I loved it.

😭😭😭😭

I'm going to be rotating this comment in my head for the rest of the day. Thank you SO MUCH for reading 💖 I'm so thrilled and honored that you loved it 💖💖

[aparticularbandit]

ME OUT HERE CRYING OVER UNDERTALE.

AGAIN.

[schadentekkers]

[recents]

so we all know astarion was named after the minotaur of greek myth, who, despite widely known as the minotaur (“bull of minos”), was named astarion/asterion (“starry one”) by his mother at birth. asterion the minotaur was trapped in a labyrinth and cursed to devour virginal men and women thrown in there as sacrifices.

”The House of Asterion” is a 1947 short story by Argentine writer Jorge Luis Borges that retells the story of the minotaur from the minotaur’s point of view. it’s one of his best early short stories and it’s very short, only 3 pages long. you can read it here.

borges is in my top 3 favorite writers of all time, and “The House of Asterion” obviously deserves to be considered on its own merits, so i feel slightly irreverent connecting this text to a recent video game. but i reread this short story today and there was much to think about, there were many more seeds planted in my mind in terms of interpretations of the minotaur myth and how asterion the minotaur relates to the story of astarion the vampire. i think it will for you, too.

anyway. if you don’t click through and read it, please at least read how it ends, remembering, of course, that the speaker is asterion the minotaur:

:)

[redbelles]

Enjoy your lap.

MIN @ PIT ✽ 10/29/24 Flower's final game in Pittsburgh

[rukafais]

SHES PERFECT I LOVE HERRRRR

[casualavocados]

"All the atoms that were them, they've gone into the air and the wind and the trees and the earth and all the living things. They'll never vanish. They're just part of everything."

HIS DARK MATERIALS • The Amber Spyglass — 3.05 / Chapter 23: No Way Out — 3.06 / Chapter 26: The Abyss

[beansprean]

guillermo? hurting someone on purpose because they hurt him on accident? really truly earning his title as king of good communication

My Familiar’s Ghost part 71

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ID: 1a. Knees up of Guillermo standing by the coffin, the edge of Nandor's shoulder close up in the foreground. The pillow-loaded settee and closed crypt door are lit warmly behind. Guillermo looks down with a scowl, face darkened by shadow, lips peeling back from new fangs as his shaking hands clench into fists at his side. After a moment of silence, he says, '...I gave you a thousand chances, Nandor.' 1b. Close up on Guillermo as he looks up, tears streaking down his face and eyes iced over into a glowing platinum gold. He glares as hard as he is capable of, snarling out cruelly, 'But I don't need you. I never did.' The background has turned solid black with a white starburst lashing out in the direction of Guillermo's words. 1c. Shoulders up of Nandor from the back on a mottled dark red background, still turned away from Guillermo. From offscreen, Guillermo spits, 'Still nothing to say?' Nandor visibly straightens, steeling himself. 1d. Repeat, slightly closer, as Nandor turns to face Guillermo and the viewer at last. Tears are running down his face and clearly have been for a while, eyes flashing pinkish-red as he glares at Guillermo and snarls, 'I have many things I would like to say to you.'

2a. Reverse shot, the edge of Nandor's shoulder and hair close up and blurred in the foreground as he looms over Guillermo. Guillermo, waist up, takes an instinctual step back, left fist rising up slightly in defense as he struggles to maintain his glare. The background is in focus behind him, the door getting closer. Nandor advances, continuing, 'Namely...' 2b. Shoulders up of both in profile as Nandor leans close, dark red background becoming splattered with lighter red. He glares icily at Guillermo with their noses less than an inch apart, a tear still pooled in his eye, and hisses, 'Get out.' His speech bubble is black with white text. Guillermo leans back, angry expression dropped for one of fear and confusion.

3a. Low shot from the hallway outside Nandor's room as the door suddenly crashes open, Guillermo flying out backwards as if pushed and smashing into the opposite wall, snapping the legs on a hall table and sending books and candles flying everywhere. 3b. Low shot angled down the hallway as Guillermo slams into the floor on his stomach, table collapsing down the wall behind him. Blood spurts out between his clenched fangs as he bites his tongue on impact, new glasses flying off his face and bouncing to the floor. 3b. Zoom out to wide. There is a visible crash site against the wall where Guillermo was thrown, dust and drywall settling on him, the floor, and the smashed chunks of the table and its contents. Guillermo sits up on his hands and knees and slips his glasses back on, a trail of blood dribbling down his chin and one lapel pin snapped loose and dangling from his collar. He looks over toward Nandor's room only to see the door slam definitively shut, sending the chandelier rocking in the background. /end ID

[assassinregrets]

I GAINED 3LBS THROUGH THE INCREDIBLE POWER OF PASTA

EVERYONE APPLAUD ME IMMEDIATELY