#thank you friend! :D

[taryn40k]

Peaceful, unbothered. XD I always love the facial expressions you cook up

He is but a little frog of a man! ;u; He stays in his lane, he LIKES being in his lane! ...Unfortunately, other people ALSO like being in his lane! XD

[blackjackkent]

🌧️Share something angsty from your WIP.

(ask game for teasing wips/upcoming projects)

Aaaaaaaangst! \o/

A chunk of another one-shot I have sitting in progress, following Jaheira directly after the fall of the Netherbrain. :D

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Around the time Jaheira and Minsc pass the Basilisk Gate, she begins to shiver uncontrollably. 

When did it get so cold at night? she wonders vaguely. Have we passed into autumn already? What day is it? Her clothes, still damp from falling into the harbor, stick against her skin like a coat of ice, and the sun has slipped beneath the horizon, taking its lingering warmth with it. 

Her muscles ache. Her head aches. Her hands ache from that last terrible climb up the brainstem; there is still a strange, stinking gunk under her fingernails. Her scimitars are covered in blood. So are her clothes.

Were the gods merciful, she would be able to sink now into dreamless sleep from which she would perhaps not rise again for a tenday. But in her experience, the gods have little mercy in them, and none for her. 

“It is worse here,” Minsc says in a low voice. 

Jaheira can see what he means at once, even though the signs are subtle. While the Upper City lies in ruins, the Lower City is merely devastated; most of the buildings are still intact. But debris lines the streets, remnants of explosions that rocked the upper city coming to rest in the lower. Shell-shocked civilians walk among the wreckage, clutching at the remnants of their lives which are so ill-equipped to sustain such ravaging loss. 

She searches every face among the dead as they pass. And there are so many. Corpses of every walk of life, their red blood mixing with the silver of the mind flayers that lie among them, heaped in alleys or dripping onto the open cobblestones. 

“Minsc knows some of these faces,” Minsc mutters gravely. His expression is uncharacteristically serious, his eyebrows tightly knitted together. Boo sits on his shoulder, very still and with all his fur standing up. “Such a blow this city has been struck…”

Jaheira tries to scoff, though the dismissive noise sticks in her throat. “Tch…” she mutters. “The city is a cesspit. Perhaps it is a kindness that it be so struck off the face of Toril…” She trails off and scowls, knowing the words sound hollow even as she speaks them.

Minsc knows it too. “Jaheira should not speak so of the city where her children have slept,” he says reprovingly.

She flinches. “They should not be here,” she snaps, rounding on him with a sudden fury that is not actually for him at all. “Stlarning-- I told them to go! I told them it would not be safe here, that there were monsters coming out of the dark. And did they listen? No. They would stay and they would watch the blood flow into the gutters…” Her voice cracks and she looks down at the street, where a line of red from someone’s throat has left a long, smeared stain.

“Seven words…” she mutters, more to herself than to Minsc. “Had it been twenty-five, would they have listened? Would they have gone?”

[clyde-pmatga]

(:0 favorite ghosty boi :D anyways)

Hi hi!! I just wanted to see how you'd react to this

(definitely didn't just take this at school)

Aww, Thank you friend! Your school has good taste in books! It even has @blinky-pmatga on the cover! Wow! I wonder how Blinky would react!

[zykamiliah]

for ask game:

🐱

"moderately intimidating". you know i wonder if it is a tiger or a cat? but i like this, thank you.

how intimidating am i?

[puricodraws]

The template for the ideal D&D party! Who's up to play a game of "Caverns & Cheesecakes"?

Available as a print on my Etsy Shop!

[expelliarmus]

[doctorsiren]

love that my wardrobe had what I needed for Ford without me having to do anything

[delatoid]

Patchouli Gaming Timelapse under the cut:

Youtube link

[wienners]

"dude its not that embarassing to rewatch some creepypasta stuff you liked as a teenager" the character i imprinted on like a baby duck at 16 was a demon from new jersey that acts like the humanization of every offspring song and canonically listens to scissor sisters. His favorite color is purple and his favorite pokemon are gengar and haunter. His favorite candy is reeses cups. He leaves people notes with emojis on them. He acts like a beetlejuice scare actor at halloween horror nights. His catchphrase is "feeling sassy?" Hes (allegedly) worked with every war criminal throughout history and been every serial killer. even the gay ones. He ate a baby. His animal motif is a rabbit. Hes kind of based off the donnie darko rabbit. He almost exclusively wears merchandise of the quentin tarantino movie death proof. He talks to his cats in a baby voice. He wears a white fedora that makes every video he wears it in feel dated by like 7 years. Hes 5'3. Sometimes he barks like a dog. Hes from new jersey. He hacked a girls tumblr blog so he could post about how awesome he is. He added a laugh track over a video of him killing people. He named a chainsaw rex. He torments people by playing frank sinatra at them. His name comes from an animal collective song. His creator drew his "true form" as a giant buff wolf bug anthro. Theres a (semi)canon blog entry where he makes the speakers blare rob zombie before he enters a room, then holds a guy at gunpoint to describe what he did to to him while "making sure to leave in all the cool parts". The guy hes possessing has radioactive blood. He tried for 2 whole minutes to pick up a bottle of ketchup with a grabby hand. Hes kind of suicidal.He can be reasonably compared to pretty much every major tumblr sexyman. His actor has gone on record saying heath ledgers joker inspired his acting choices. His creators were too attached to him to permanently kill him at the end of the series. Sometimes his voice gets distorted and it makes him sound like bill ciphers first year on HRT. Hes basically like my artistic muse. For some fucking reason i associate the song cake by the ocean with him. I firmly believe that if everymanhybrid didn't require a masters degree in creepypasta autism to comprehend, he would've caused more teenage stabbings than the slenderman incident and more kin war tumblr scenarios than nagito komaeda.

[rysttle]

Hello again!!! Here is part 2 of the collab comic with @polistini (seriously check out their art lol)

YOU CAN FIND PART 1 HERE

[misternibbs]

shitty comic that doesn't really mean much WOOOOOOO happy new year

I'm glad I have something to look forward to.

[sweetieviktor]

viktor x librarian! reader (headcanons + tiny scenarios) part 2

summary: even before your relationship, heimerdinger already knew you and viktor liked each other. now, he wants to help to bring you two together.

content warning: fluff!! and a bit of language towards the end :D (it was written with s1 viktor in mind!)

author notes: im here again with the viktor and librarian! reader hcs, but it was so cute and i couldn't turn down the anon who sended me the request!! i really liked to write this (i mean.... you can see how much i liked, its pretty big lol) and i hope you like it too! (i recommend you read the part 1 before this, bcs you wont might understand some stuff since its on the first. well, here's the link for part 1!)

» being a librarian near piltover’s academy means that every time a student needed some book or document you might have, they would come to you. even professors.

you’ve seen the doors opening, but you didn��t see anyone standing there. you thought that maybe it was the wind, but soon you heard a voice coming from behind the reception desk. “hey, down there!” looking down, you recognized the owner of the voice, professor cecil b. heimerdinger.

“oh, i’m sorry, didn’t see you in there!’’, you rubbed the back of your neck, nervous, afraid considering that you had one of the most important people of piltover inside the library you work in. “well, how could i help you?”, you offered him a polite smile and he offered one of his, fur twitching up around the corners of his mouth.

“oh, you see, maybe you do have some old stuff, like-”

» after this, whenever he needed something, he would find himself already walking to your library. he often recommended the establishment for his students and pupils, making it a spot for study dates and scientific discussions. now, it was even harder to take breaks, the place was more crowded than it ever was. oh, you just wanted to hear what heimerdinger was wanting to say, about what had been happening at the academy or, even better, at the council, but, obviously, only the non-confidential stuff.

when your lunch break hit, you were finally able to come meet the professor, a normal occurrence every week. you could see his small figure waving and smiling, seated and already waiting for you at the cafeteria he likes. “hi, friend! i’ve ordered the usual for us,” he said while adjusting himself on his seat, “my assistant and one of my students are working together on... something. it's revolutionary, i could say, but very dangerous. i’ve already advertised them about it but they insist on doing it anyway,” he sighed, tidying the ends of his furry moustache, “and my assistant, specifically, wants to know if you have some old materials that could possibly help them.”

“oh, of course! it’s always a pleasure to help piltover’s geniuses.”

» next week, he showed up with the said assistant, viktor, and it was love at first sight. he was gorgeous and intelligent too. oh, dear janna, he was the perfect kind of guy. you eyes didn't catch how he was less confident than how normally he is, or the way he smiled at you, of course you didn’t, it was the first time you’ve met each other, but professor knew you both well enough to know something was going on. and he was correct when he said viktor would come in there often, because, indeed, he did. way too often for someone who was meant to be just a customer.

» sometimes, heimerdinger would stay in the library, pretending to read some book, only to observe how you and viktor interacted around one another. it was crystal clear how you liked each other, but were rather afraid to confess your feelings, so the yordle made it his personal mission to help you two to get together.

» and when you first sorted and stored some books for viktor based on what he was reading these past days, it was when it hit him that he might be liking you. and later, once he reached the academy again, jayce and heimerdinger already were waiting for him in the lab, both of them noticing how tense he was as soon as he opened the door.

“viktor, my boy, what happened?” the yordle said, making up space on the couch so his assistant could sit by his side. which he did, leaving the books on the table and his cane near himself, often rotating it around its own axis, just so he could occupy his mind with something that wasn't you.

“it's nothing, professor,” but he knew viktor was lying. the way he played with his cane, or how he wasn't looking at their eyes, it all made him seem more and more suspicious.

jayce came closer, sitting at the edge of his rotating chair, touching viktor's shoulder lightly, “hey, if something is happening, you can count on us,” his eyes full of empathy, looking at his friend, “whatever it may be.”

soon, it clicked for heimerdinger. his assistant just came back from the library, he had books on his hands and was visibly shaken. of course! how could he forget about the librarian? “i might have a theory why he is like this, jayce,” he chuckled, leaving viktor flustered and jayce confused. he met jayce's curious gaze, his own smile bringing a smirk to his pupil's face.

“and what would be that theory?”, jayce asked, thinking about all the possibilities of what had happened to get viktor like that.

“he is in love, boy.”

jayce smirk grew to a smile, then this smile turned itself into a full laugh, shaking his whole body, rubbing his hand over his face, trying to recompose himself. “i can't believe it!”, he was trying to hold his laugh, while viktor looked at him, completely serious.

“then don't,” viktor said, giving his friend a death stare.

jayce took a deep breath, never wanting to see this look again on viktor's face, adjusting his posture and continuing, “tell me, who is the lucky one?”

“i don't want to say it.”

“please?”

“fine! ehhh... do you remember the libra-”

“HA! I KNEW IT WAS THEM!”, jayce shouted, throwing his hands in the air, celebrating.

» from this day on, jayce and heimerdinger often gave viktor advices on how to win over your heart (because they had a lot of love experiences before, obviously). one day, heimerdinger suggested for him to bring over some coffee and pastries for you while you were working, he even recommended the ones he knew you liked, the usual you ordered in the cafeteria on your lunch breaks with him.

» so your not-a-date happened. people were talking loudly on the streets, but not a single client in. the natural light coming from across the windows giving the whole place even more of a cozy feeling, the light breeze was getting colder but the coffee he brought for you was keeping you warm. there was soft music playing in the background – most clients liked it since it helped them to focus, or so they said –, but you couldn't concentrate since he was looking at you, stealing glances from in-between pages, admiring you while you pretended to read, just like him. little did he know your heart was already on his hands.

» after a particular day, where you finally confessed to one another, exchanging your firsts “i love you's”, you both started to be spotted together a lot, usually at library or, like now, at piltover’s academy, bringing your boyfriend resources useful for him and for jayce too.

you knocked on the lab's door, receiving an answer from the other side, a muffled “come in” from someone you assumed was jayce. you then opened the said door, greeting jayce quickly while you walked towards a desk, leaving everything upon it.

heimerdinger was near viktor's workbench, helping him solve an equation, both totally focused on their tasks. when the tiny creature noticed you, he immediately came to you, “oh, friend, you're here! what brought you in there?”

“i've invited them,” viktor said, putting his goggles over his forehead, reaching for his cane and standing up, leaning on it. “i wished my, ehhh, partner knew my work place. besides, they also got me the books we needed, right?”, you nodded your head, gesturing to the desk where the books were placed on.

heimerdinger looked at them, then to viktor, to you and back at him, “oh... so, now you're partners?”, heimerdinger raised his brows, tilting his head to the side, “well, i knew it would happen sometime. i mean, ever since i’ve seen you both together, i knew you would be together,” he smiled, his fur turning up, “oh, friend, one day, me and jayce realized why he was acting so weird around us, just after one of his visits to the library, it was because-”, heimerdinger was talking excitedly, gesturing with big motions until viktor cut him.

“oh, please, professor. stop it,” viktor said, walking up to you and standing by your side. redness was spreading over his cheeks and ears, “there's no need to share any of this.”

“but you were-”

“professor,” you called, looking at him with apologetic eyes, “sorry to interrupt you but my break is going to an end in-”, you looked at the lab's clock, “fifteen minutes, i must go now.” you've met heimerdinger and jayce with a goodbye, then, getting closer to viktor, tidying his hair and adjusting his goggles over it so it won't fall over his golden eyes again, “see you later, vik. i would like to hear about any stories you might want to tell me,” you kissed his cheek, happy on how he blushed even more after the little display of affection, walking away and leaving the lab.

“you are in love!”, jayce said in between a laugh, pointing towards viktor.

“fuck you.”

“language, boy!”

[blackjackkent]

🕳️- Talk about a research rabbit hole you fell down!

😍- Post one sentence you think is really great.

🎻- Where do you look when you need some inspiration?

(Writing Shop Talk ask meme!)

🕳️- Talk about a research rabbit hole you fell down!

Hmm. I am tbh not one of those writers that does Really Intense Research for fics - yet anyway. XD I have definitely had to start going down some rabbit holes about Calimport in the Forgotten Realms wiki, because I came to the sudden realization as I was writing the most recent chapter of Open Your Eyes that the rest of the fic (more or less) is going to be set there and I know nothing about it. :P

My favorite random search term in recent memory, though, was trying to get a summary of what hamsters eat for purposes of writing A Bond That Needs No Name.

😍- Post one sentence you think is really great.

Hm. I'm already feeling like there's things I could have done better with the first chapter of The Hellraisers, and I might go back to edit it further in the future. But I was rather pleased with this bit of character-establishing for Hector in that chap:

"He is no creature of the Hells; in fact until eight months ago, he was no creature of the world at all. He was a hidden-away thing, a rabbit in its burrow, protected from danger by the high walls and determined isolation of Silverlight Monastery, bastion of the Moonmaiden. Now… after months on the road, fighting horrors he would never have even conceived of before, he hardly recognizes the battered, weary warrior that he has become."

(I know this is three sentences, not one, but whatever. :P )

🎻- Where do you look when you need some inspiration?

Pretty much all my BG3 writing has been very strongly inspired by prompts and/or other people's art here on Tumblr. :D Or, honestly, just sitting and watching clips from the game itself; the characters themselves are the big inspiration point for me.

[tagarilaghost]

I SWEAR CELEBI'S THINGY IS COMING SOON BUT I REALLY WANTED TO POST THIS ALRIGHT

yeaah... future trio got me too...

and Darkrai is there too, because of course he is.

hey look i drew a cute Drifloon :D

...ignore the rest

whatever started at Darkrai doodles ended in brainrot of future trio + darkrai and I'm blaming @scribz-ag24 for this

[ezariumi]

Nekoma Summer Vacation Road Trip Printed in the Kuroken Timeskip Anthology ─ Partners @hqkurokenzine (2023).

leftover sales currently ongoing until 2024 NOV 15 (11:59PM PST) (σ・・)σ 🛒 : hqkurokenzine.bigcartel.com

[dryya-doesnt]

Death of Shad

Birth of the Shadow Lord

I hope you know I was looping "What Could Have Been" from the Arcane soundtrack the entirety of the time I was rendering this. haha

hhahaha