#something unlocked in my brain

[ahahnopenope]

Hazard (Dark Urge), Monk Open Hand Romanced Astarion

Age unknown.

[cymk8]

self care shart

[9eachyy]

the inside of my brain is all emmrook

[livetogether--diealone]

they're so unserious

[bluebutlikenotalways]

And so we return, as all things do, to Centaurworld.

[X] Should I draw Nowhere King Black Pearl? Vote now!

ALSO! White Pearl’s design is once again cosmicwhoreo’s

Actually I’m not leaving this in the tags. I loved doing those funky backgrounds, but it also means a diversity loss because he fucking speared her on bisexual beach DX

[bluuscreen]

gay people are REAL!!! and also hifumi is there

[wolfythewitch]

more sketches of him with that hairstyle skdgjfdhg;afdjf

[minasnorma]

"You did your worst, you tried your best, now it's time to rest."

This is my very first oil painting! I'm quite glad with the result. It was based on a Red Dead Redemption 2 screenshot I took (iykyk 💔), hope y'all like it!

[vaguely-concerned]

:) :) :) hey. hey I'm scrEAMING.

Rook: You know... I think I knew the truth. Deep down. But I couldn't face it. (Varric: Why not?) Because it would mean admitting that I let you die.

Bellara: Maybe when I do, I'll feel it. (Rook: Feel what?) That he forgives me. And that I deserve it.

while we're on the subject of 'stuff that's completely recontextualized once you've played the whole game and that's driving me absolutely bugnuts insane on the replay'... hhhhhow about this scene, huh. I reacted the first time around to just how emotional rook's voice gets in this part (listen to that 'you lost someone important') -- her story is very sad, don't get me wrong, but it's early on in their relationship and it seemed so intense of him out of nowhere. and uh. well now I get it. and it breaks my fucking heart. who do you think rook is really talking to here? just as much as they're talking to bellara? just as much as she is speaking to something in them they cannot face yet, negative space grief you see everywhere around rook in this game when you come back around and understand what you're looking at. they're talking to each other, but each of them is also talking to themselves. all the scenes where Rook is guiding their companions through grief and loss... and winding through, over, under, all those conversations, a separate conversation Rook cannot have yet. because they don't know. they can't bring themselves to know it yet. but it's still here the entire time, leaking into everything like blood or ink into water. it haunts them every step of the way, and no one, least of all them, can see it.

It's not your fault. You have to know that./Then why does it feel like it was? You could switch that dialogue around between them after the regret prison and it would work exactly the same way. Two people talking with one voice of grief, of guilt, of 'he's gone and it's all my fault, I wasn't good enough. I wasn't good enough when it really counted' and not knowing it. I'm kind of speechless at how elegantly it comes together now that I know to look for it, and how much meaning it suddenly adds. It really is so FUCKING good. this game is so good, when you pay attention and start to understand what it's actually doing.

But if you don't learn to get past it, you'll drown. well, rook. you'd know lmao. it really is all

I was much further out than you thought    And not waving but drowning.

up in here in this lighthouse tonight

This convinced me irrevocably that Rook truly did know the whole time, deep down. it's right below the surface of their mind that whole time, kept from them both deliberately by solas and helplessly by their own brain trying to shield them from the pain. that whole time!!! and you can actually track it through the conversations they're having and see all the signs along the way, once you realize it

And now he's gone. Because I wasn't good enough. So I try to make up for it. Honor him. Find the truth. and maybe shared grief doesn't always make for half the sorrow. but it's something. and it's so much more than nothing.

[microvibing]

SKIPP SEASON SKIPP SEASON SKIPP SEASON SKIPP SEASON SKIPP SEASON

[tearlunars]

got a bit out of my ( and eva's ) comfort zone for @ahollowgrave 's birthday and yet i loved taking these so much !!!!! so thank you so much for this challenge and i hope you have an absolutely wonderful birthday !!! sending u all the kisses ! (and a bunny)

[scooplery]

this drawing book is so fucking cool. there's a lot of material about like, hm idk how to summarize really. here hang on this passage is kinda cool:

PROBLEM 2: The analytical brain creates symbols intended to stand for (not look like) visual information before you.

We create symbols for everything. It is a method for compressing large amounts of information into smaller packages. The digit "5" is a symbol for a given quantity. The Yin- Yang symbol stands for a complex cultural concept.

The brain also creates symbols for the things we see, acting as shorthand versions. They are not meant to be a likeness of the item. For example, the common symbol for mountains -^^^- is not meant to resemble a particular mountain, but to stand for all mountains.

For a child, creating symbols is a method of communicating feelings. You will find that children spend much more time creating symbols on blank paper than they will spend with coloring books. The paper gives them a world in which to express themselves. At some point, most peo- ple become dissatisfied with these symbols and try to shift towards making their creations appear more like the individual items they see. We call these people artists.

Most people encounter difficulties and give up. For them the intel- lectual brain (which has received all the attention in school and home) is dominant.

Drawing is based entirely on the visual information supplied by the visual brain. Drawings are the product of intense observation, not intellectual interpretation.

[1800-fight-me]

I deadass wanna get all dolled up for old man Logan after he's had an awful day at work. He comes home, walks into our shared bedroom to see me laying in bed in just one of his shirts that smells like him - waiting for him. Will I be walking straight the next morning? Who knows. I can get Filthy, but idk what you're cool with

oh holy shit yes PLEASE (pls get filthy bestie we are feral on this blog lmao)

i wanna suck him off while only wearing his shirt, i wanna take all the stress of his day away, i want to be his pretty girl that he uses for his own pleasure

look at him i need him so bad

[sparring-spirals]

So. I think its worth noting that Laudna works to match the energy of other people in conversations, and I think its most evident here, with Ashton, but i feel like it is something she generally does. And she's, honestly, very good at.

Despite the cheery demeanor and the *waves hands around black goo* Laudna, especially in one on one conversations, will- be a little more hopeful, comforting, with a rattled Imogen. Gleeful and enthused with Fearne and fire, appreciative of fine art and craftsmanship with Chetney. And like, not within absurd extents, people do this all time.

But with Ashton, it becomes VERY apparent, because Ashton's vulnerability and Ashton's talks with Laudna especially are laid on foundations of. Harsh honesty. Pressing into bruises to see where the other person is hurt (to let them know you see them, that you're there for them). And Laudna matches it! Its something that's very- lots of teeth, but not quite a threat. They trade harsh questions and dismissive statements and painful honesty, a barter of vulnerability and discomfort. It is a sign of- respect.

And this conversation, I think, shows the extent to which Laudna has figured out how to navigate this, with Ashton, specifically. The barbed questions, the tit-for-tat of statements that press into recent bruises and offer up your own. It is not perfected yet, there are still statements that brush too far, moments where they bite back reflexively, where they mean it- i know loneliness. i literally pledged myself to one of the worst people Ive ever met, to work for them for years, for a bunch of people I haven't seen since.

But at the end of it all, Laudna cuts the hovering, the layers of back and forth, and sinks in a little deeper- "I've never known such kindness. And maybe, Ashton, you should cut yourself some slack, and let yourself feel the same."

At the end of it all- Ashton answers her questions, in their own way- about his past, about their losses, about the love for this new group and the fear with that.

"You know, I love you all, just a little bit."

"And you hate us just a little bit too."

They ask "Did you just what The Fuck Is Up With That me?" and that's the crux of it, right? Learning languages, prickly as they are.

[pinkyjulien]

DAV modding is now possibleeee lets goooooooo

[thedawner]

Hopper and Dot got some new accessories.