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[im4yeons]

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[mrs-gauche]

The Dread Wolf Take You (Part 1)

~~Link to the complete 31 page comic here~~

"Imagine that, overlooking the god in your mids!"

May I present, my attempt at illustrating the last four pages of Tevinter Nights. 😁 (Also, the first time I'm posting art on here!)

As the whole thing was quite literally too long to post on tumblr, I uploaded the full version on a customized site made for reading webcomics (via ComicFury). Feel free to check out the link above if you like to read the rest! Also, if you're on mobile, there's a "Scroll View" option for easier navigation. :)

And, obviously, HUGE spoilers for those who haven't read Tevinter Nights!!

On a personal note though, I can't believe I actually finished it... As it had been a *very* long time since I drew (and finished) anything, let alone a 31 page comic and reading Tevinter Nights again finally sparked my motivation (and the courage to post it lol). So I want to thank Patrick Weekes for helping me overcome this massive art block and over two decades of Case Closed mangas for inspiring me how to draw an overly dramatic "exposing the imposter" moment. 😂 I tried my best to be as faithful to the book as possible and it took me forever, so... hope you like it! :D

[anachronistic-falsehood]

every time i think about how qpac and qmike grew up in an orphanage together with no one to rely on but each other i want 2 break down sobbing. what do u MEAN they were alone what do u MEAN they were just children who had to take care of each other!!! do u ever think about how pac was two years older than mike and part of the reason he's so protective and self sacrificial when it comes to his family is probably because he grew up trying to take care of mike in their younger years and probably has some form of eldest daughter syndrome. do u ever think about how mike probably tried to make up for that by being the more abrasive one and standing up for pac when pac was just going to roll over and take whatever people did to him just to keep mike safe and no matter what they did it got them into trouble anyway. do u ever think about how for the longest time they only had each other. i'm going 2 eat plywood

[flythesail]

I'm so tired of the way tv is working right now. And it's not working. Seasons are getting shorter, and shows are canceled before they even get a chance to prove themselves. Shows with new concepts often get the worst of it, and it just makes me so sad to think of all the fantastic stories we're losing because of a system that prioritizes profit over the art itself. I want to live with these characters over years. Get to know them and grow with them and not watch as their stories are crammed into six episodes or even worse, go entirely unfinished.

[cdfreak]

as a cis butch lesbian the way people talk about trans women on this site is uncomfortably familiar, and extremely telling - so many people who tout themselves as gender rebels or queer activists still view trans women as inherently more masculine than cis women. the femmiest trans girl youve seen in your life will still get the same "step on me mommy" treatment that so many cis butch lesbians are subjected to, just because shes trans. even in allegedly progressive queer spaces, women cannot escape violent sexual objectification, yet we are expected to ignore it and pretend everything is fine so we dont upset "solidarity" with the people (often men lets be real, trans or otherwise) who are hurting us and dehumanizing us, WHILE solidarity between different groups of queer women remains weak. divided we are vulnerable, only through solidarity and love and mutual respect can we protect and uplift each other.

[andthingsleftover]

The thing is about Foolish, is that he puts his whole heart into everything. Commissioned to build a giant mansion? He'll go crazy trying to make sure the entire roof is perfect and missing blocks are replaced. Wants to add a chandelier to his fancy ceiling? He'll spend three hours losing his mind figuring out how to proportion it so it looks the absolute best he can. Roleplay an immortal suddenly discovering death? He'll tear your heart out with his questions and confusion. BadBoyHalo needs someone to bounce his craziness off? Sure, let's be the straight man to Bad's 'give me an inch and I'll take several miles' and carry on a country-building arc for a year. Oh, the server god wants a giant statue of himself and he'll give powers? Why not spend three months agonizing over freehanding some wings in survival. Thrown into a new group of people in this valorant 5-stack? He'll be the one with the weird opener that gets everyone talking and enjoying themselves. Given an introverted child? He delves to the deepest part of his understanding of human emotion to figure out how to relate to her and introduce her to making friends and help her come out of her shell. Friend stops by your discord call to say something in his native language? He'll spend a whole year systematically dismantling that language and trying to build his understanding of it from the ground up until he can read (and almost write!) it pretty well. Friends want to do emotional roleplay? He'll showcase his stunning emotional intelligence and find the most moving lines to get his point across. His ability to yes-and is truly incredible.

Sure, he's silly and goofy and loves making noises. But he always throws everything he has into every situation and that's, I think, why everyone he interacts with tends to love him.

[arisveah]

terrible awful realization

[image transcript:

arisveah: and the surgery scene was so much more piercing seeing it from a different angle like omg now we have the idea that he was screaming the whole time omg.

best friend: RIGHT

arisveah: (referring to a previous comment about the exposure) "nerd" okay star wars. what am i supposed to do with the knowledge that charlie was screaming for half an hour what the fuck. what do i do with that? poor boy. if he ever escapes his voice is going to be absolutely shot. and plus saying all that (referring to the horror of promoting a future sex channel with your voice and not your authority) on stream- poor man might never say anything again (if he gets out) :(

End of transcript]

[miggiebro]

Watcher fans after the "An Update" video

[carcosa-commune]

instead of Minecraft streamers we should have mine streamers i think. like get dream smp one of those lamp hats and get him in the tunnels

[tracle0]

This is not going to become a biking blog. This is not going to become a biking blog

I got a bike

[james-spooky]

this is a test

[todayisafridaynight]

plane scene is so funny cause why is mine a sleeper agent that wakes up whenever daigo is mentioned

can’t wait to see it in dragon engine :3

mine has been the winner for Funniest Character Imaginable for 15 consecutive years and i have yet to see anyone come close i fear

[mushiewrites]

Wilbur's Visit

day 5 everyone! I had like 12 different ideas for today, but none of them happened and I suddenly got a fever and everything very quickly went downhill :D BUT, I'm fine, I managed to write a cute lil fic with some georgebur <3 and post before midnight, which I guess is something! Anyway, I hope you enjoy! (also, remember to use the # "mushies lee!George week" if you participate! thank u!)

day 5 - thighs / prompts found here!

(lee!George / ler!Wilbur / ler!Dream : 1.1K words)

“Your garden is huge!” 

“It’s called a yard here in America, Wilbur.”

“Okay, your yard is huge!” He adjusted his wording, using the heaviest American accent he could muster up. George rolled his eyes with a fake huff as he looked up at his friend with a wide smile.

The two British boys stood next to each other outside in the back of the Dream Team home, Wilbur having visited due to Lovejoy having a show somewhere in Orlando. Dream and Sapnap had run out to pick up food for the four of them while the rest of the band had opted to get some much needed rest in their hotel rooms before their show tomorrow. 

“It is! Almost as massive as- HEY! Whahahat?! Wilbur!” George was in the middle of making some idiotic joke, turning away from the taller boy to admire the expanse of his backyard when suddenly Wilbur was in front of him, crouching down and quickly standing up with a very confused George clinging to his back. 

“Tradition, Gogs!” Wilbur exclaimed, adjusting his grip under George’s thighs as he spoke to make sure he wouldn’t slip off of his back during the spontaneous piggyback ride he had decided to give the brunette. Wilbur squeezed at George’s thighs, on the sensitive flesh above the back of his knee, causing the smaller boy to kick out with a yelp. 

Wilbur tilted his head to the side so he could see George, realizing quickly that he was just as surprised as Wilbur was at the reaction he had. He curled his fingers a few times and watched as the younger boy’s face twisted into a huge smile, a few more squeaks escaping and confirming what he had suspected all along - George was ticklish.

“What was tha-“

“Don’t.” 

The elder giggled at George’s response, bouncing him a little on his back to make him squeal a few times, making sure to squeeze his hands up the bottom of George’s thighs as he did so.

The reaction was instantaneous. George was giggling like mad, kicking as much as he could as he buried his face into the back of Wilbur’s neck in an attempt to muffle his laughter. This caused Wilbur to start giggling as well, tilting his head to block the sensitive skin on his neck that George was now inadvertently tickling. 

“Stahap, you’re ti-! Y-You’re- ��.just stohohop!” George exclaimed as Wilbur continued to squeeze, focusing on a spot towards his upper thighs that seemed to make the younger boy shriek every time he danced his fingers gently over it. George made a move to squirm out of the grasp, but to his surprise Wilbur started sprinting across the yard, cackling wildly when George screamed. 

“I’m what, Gogy? Tickling you?” He flashed George a smile over his shoulder, chuckling when he watched George’s face turn a bright red.

“Whahahahat?! Nohoho! Stohohop, plehehease! Wilbur!” 

“Noho can do! You were trying to escape my tickles! That’s extremely rude, don’t you think?” Wilbur spoke, bouncing George again to readjust his grip on the smaller boy. He moved his grasp towards George’s inner thighs this time, pushing in with his fingers a few times with a little more pressure and breaking out into giggles as George shrieked and attempted to climb off of him again. 

“Look! You’re doing it again!” Wilbur yelled before taking off once more across the yard, ending up next to the lounge chairs near the back door of the house. “Looks like you leave me no choice, George!” 

“Whahahat, I just- WILBUR!” George was suddenly dropped from Wilbur’s arms and landed on one of the chairs below, startling him and sending him into a frenzy of giggles. The weight of the two caused the back of the lounge chair to lay down completely, allowing Wilbur to push the smaller boy down onto his back. George quickly turned over onto his tummy to try and get away, but the taller boy straddled the backs of his calves so he couldn’t escape. 

“It’s fine, king, just relax!”

Contrary to his calming tone and request, Wilbur dug both hands into the backs of George’s upper thighs, focusing on the area towards the tops of them to make the brunette shriek. George clawed at the cushions of the seat before dropping his hands into the grass below, ripping up the blades as he laughed himself silly and pleaded like his life depended on it.

“NAHAHA PLEHEHEASE! Nohohohot there not thehehere!”

“Yes here! It seems like a good enough spot to me!” 

George resorted to bringing his hands up to cover his face, trying to block out his laughter and also to try and soothe the rapidly growing blush before Wilbur would try to flip him over and see. 

“It is a good spot,” George froze as he heard a familiar voice coming from behind him. “In fact, it’s probably the best.”

“Dream! How lovely to see you here on this fine afternoon!” He heard Wilbur over exaggerate his accent, deniably making him giggle more at the ridiculousness of the situation. 

“DREHEHEHEAM! Hehehelp mehehehe!” George pleaded, shoulders scrunched up to his ears and face still hidden in his hands due to the embarrassment of his best friend finding him in this predicament. It was nothing new, he had ended up in this exact scenario more times than he could count with the blonde, but that didn’t seem to make this any easier on him.

“Help you? Alright, if you say so.” 

George suddenly felt another set of hands begin squeezing at a very precise spot on his upper inner thighs, a spot only Dream knew, sending his laughter up an octave and causing his squirming to turn to thrashing. 

“DREHEHEAM!”

“Whahat?! I'm helping!” 

The brunette was in full hysterics, smacking his hands against the cushions of the chair as his thighs were tormented by his friends. It wasn’t until Sapnap wandered into the backyard looking for everyone, too hungry to wait for them to finish whatever torture Wilbur and Dream had started, that the two finally let him up.

When he was finally able to sit up, George felt tears streaming down his cheeks and whined in embarrassment. He wiped his face with his sleeves with a groan, turning to face the two and swearing to take down everyone in the house if they pulled anything like that again.i

[lulubeanie]

I had a dream about Jerma trapped in a labyrinth type building and trying to find a way to escape..

[dieletztepanzerhexe]

guys

im going to Uzbekistan. to work on excavations on a site from the middle paleolithic... wow...

paleolithic professor invited me to join her team. so i had to accept

[simpingresponsibly]

when there's new content and I don't watch it live I take sooooo long to get through it