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[stardust-kitten]

hi i am humbly requesting to milk someone’s cock until they have no cum left to give

[hyolks]

chillyy!!

[atoriv-art]

tried to do older designs for some of my guys. since those definitely don't already exist

[ask-pomni-blog]

more of your scrumptious human gangle designs please! 😋😋

meet Angelina!

im super glad you like her!

[swoo0zy]

woy s3 prediction hater n peepers break up n hater pulls up to the star nomad lookibg like this

[guppydogcity]

deer crossing

[afterthefeast]

i feel like veilguard constantly referring to elgar’nan and ghilan’nain as “the gods” is really emblematic of its overall writing problems and attempts to overexplain everything because of some kind of insecurity over…new players, i guess? firstly, almost every character who says “the gods” wouldn’t actually believe that elgar’nan and ghilan’nain were gods, with the exception of some (but not all) dalish. at best surely it should be “the elvhen gods” but even then that’s a strong theological claim that almost every andrastian would reject (but this is getting into veilguard’s utter disregard for religion and that’s a whole other kettle of fish).

secondly and most importantly, i think it just makes the two main antagonists of the game sound utterly generic and uncompelling. elgar’nan and ghilan’nain have established identities in dragon age lore already — all of the evanuris are conceptually interesting but even back in origins i think elgar’nan and ghilan’nain had two of the most interesting concepts to explore. anybody who had played a previous dragon age game would know who these two are — you can wear their vallaslin in origins and inquisition!! merrill swears by elgar’nan frequently in 2!! every game has a codex entry about the mother of halla!! it’s transparently obvious that referring to them almost exclusively as “the gods” is an attempt to make things more accessible for new players, but even then i think that’s unnecessary. if you play a fantasy game or really get involved with any fantasy story you know there’s going to be endless names you don’t recognise and new lore, that’s literally what you sign up for, and a rich and interesting lore has always been one of dragon age’s big draws. your two biggest villains being ancient gods who are free and causing havoc is not a particularly complex or difficult story to follow (and that’s for another post) and them having two kinda weird sounding names is fantasy 101. not referring to them as such is such a mistake because it flattens an already pretty thin macro-plot and rich world, alienating returning players, for the sake of…giving new players a generic, cookie-cutter plot? if your villains can predominantly be referred to with a general noun then it doesn’t say much for their identity and motivation.

[deitiesdark]

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this blog is not endo safe!

[crunchycrystals]

the first episode was exclusively innie mark the second episode was exclusively outie mark and the third he reintegrates................. so it's as jarring for the viewer as it is for the character

[trauma-bot]

its always been you.

[pastadoughie]

ilove howi cant fuckn existt in anykind of pucblix spase onlien w/o immediately havinhgn ppl be ableist wards me

[callmehere-iwillappear]

thinking abt au crossovers and listen. Listen. theres something about seeing someone who is you but not really. you but just slightly to the left. in a funhouse mirror. if just one thing went differently. this is who you could have been. this is who you never could be. this person understands you better than anyone ever could. this person will never be able to understand you because of how differently things went. and thats not even touching on au crossovers that come from different points in canon. look. this is you a year ago. this is you a year in the future. do you recognize yourself? have you changed too much? can you be the person you needed at that time? do you tell them whats in store for them? can you warn them? would that make things worse? do you say nothing and just hope things will go differently? are things too different already? is that a good thing? is that a bad thing? what can you do to save this version of you? is it already too late? are they a lost cause? are you?

[squeeblub]

i could get apollo pregnant (with proof !!!)

the existence of kayla knowles implies some form of mpreg, and mr. knowles (as far as we know) is cis, therefore apollo was the one that carried her. HOWEVeR mr. knowles (as far as we know) has a beenis, and i do not. so, how could i get apollo pregnant if there isnt any sperm to fertilize of the egg? sperm not being needed to produce godly/demigodly children is proved by the existence of athena. 1, her children are implied to grow out of the ground like cabbage when she really really likes someone; so no sex is even required. 2, she was born from zeus head after he ate her mom. sperm not being required is further proved by the existence of percy jackson. bc sally and poseidon had a fling during summer, so percy was concived in july at the earliest but his birthday is in august of the same year. that is a month, and unless carried in the godly parents body (proved by dionysus developing at an average rate in his moms body but after getting stitched into his dads thigh as a fetus he growed really fast), demigod children to not develop at an accelerated rate—so the only reasonable explination is that poseidon was the pregnant one and (as far as we know) sally has no womb broom, therefore no sperm or penetration is required to get a god pergnsnt.

in cloncusion i could get apollo pregant with multitutes of edvidence supporting my claim

[mordeiswrld]

Why are yall okay with shipping literal SIBLINGS together (yes im talking about The coffinof andy and leyley.) like thats weird as fuck even the Dev is weird like why would you have a fetish about that…and people playing into it makes me fucking SICK they are BIOLOGICAL siblings.

[thesandlorde]

hey lil dude its gonna be alright.

[patchworkorphan]

The Hero and the Infant: Part Two

Read part one here

*~*~*~*~*

“Villain.”

The hero didn’t shout it. They didn’t need to. Villain would hear them fine even over all the destruction and screaming and emergency services. Hero just stared from the street up at Villain and Villain looked down at Hero. Hero lifted their hand in a wave and then pulled the cigarette from their lips, exhaling a lungful of smoke.

“Hero –” sidekick began but Hero shook their head.

“It’s okay kid. I got it from here,” Hero said still staring at Villain. “So, you gonna invite me up or do I have to climb twelve flights of stairs?”

Villain just stared. Sidekick moved forward, suddenly hesitant in bringing Hero here. Just as they opened their mouth to say it to Hero, Sidekick was wrenched into the sky by an invisible hand and suddenly Hero and the street were below them.

“Fucking shit,” Hero cursed, flicking their cigarette to the ground as they started running to the apartment building to the left of Villain and taking the stairs two at a time.

Villain stared at Sidekick with a probing, scientific kind of curiosity, like they were able to look under Sidekick's skin and unravel all their secrets with enough determination.

“You’re new,” Villain purred. Their voice like liquid silver dancing its way through the sky to Sidekick’s ears sending a shiver down their spine.

“Yeah. I’m Superhero’s sidekick.”

Villain tilted their head to the side and asked, voice deadpan, “do you know the mortality rate of Superhero’s previous sidekicks?”

Sidekick stared Villain in the eye as they said, “I do.”

“And you took the job anyways?”

“I did.”

“Hmm. Not very chatty. You remind me of an old friend of mine.”

“Forgive me, I don't usually chitchat while floating this high in the air."

"Hmm," Villain rumbled, "how about falling?"

For a single terrifying moment, Sidekick felt gravity's effects on them, yanking them back to earth and they gasped, reaching forward and grabbing Villain's leg like their life depended it.

"NO! Nononononononononono, wait! FUCK!" Sidekick cried as their grip on Villain faltered and they slipped. They fell an inch further in the air before they were suspended again, this time with their back to the ground below, staring up at Villain with wide frightened eyes. The only thing keeping them from the hard tarmac below thirteen stories below and being alive.

Villain turned over in the air, rolling onto their stomach and lying like a schoolgirl on their stomach with two hands supporting their head as they grinned down at Sidekick, drinking in their fear.

"You sound just like my favourite hero, Sidekick. I knew letting you fall would loosen your tongue a bit."

Villain was fucking insane, Sidekick realised, their heart still pounding like a rabbits at seeing a hungry dog catch their eye.

"Hero, I’m guessing?" Sidekick said eventually, though their voice still came out higher than it should have.

Villain smiled a fond smile that went to their eyes and lit up their entire face. “Yes. My dear cantankerous hero, so foul-mouthed."

“I met them today," Sidekick said, just trying to keep Villain talking and keep themselves suspended until Hero was able to talk Villain into hopefully letting Sidekick go. Where the fuck were they?

Villain's interest was piqued and they dove slightly towards Sidekick, grabbing Sidekick by the collar of their shirt and sitting on their waist, legs dangling over either side. Somehow, Villain made sure that even flying in the air, Sidekick could still feel the restrictive weight of Villain on top of them.

"And what did you think of them?" Villain asked.

What did Sidekick think of Hero?

"They were... difficult," was the first word that came to mind. Villain grinned and nodded sagely, agreeing with Sidekick as if it was a sacred moment.

“Nothing easy is worth having, Sidekick. Some parting advice.”

“You’re letting me go?”

“Oh yes,” said Villain with a disarming smile. “Quite literally.”

Sidekick didn’t have time to process Villain’s words before Villain shoved Sidekick down below them and wind rushed through their clothes, through their hair, through them as they fell like a comet to earth. This was how they died.

Then their momentum stopped suddenly, and they were swinging into a brick wall, their arm yanked out of its socket and Sidekick cried out in pain. Craning their neck up, they tried glancing up to see Hero above them, leaning half out a broken window, two feet planted on the sill and pulled Sidekick up despite their cries and cursing.

“God, I know. I’m sorry Sidekick. You shouldn’t have been here, god where the fuck is Superhero in all this!” Hero pulled Sidekick in the window and into their chest before stepping back and setting Sidekick down on the window sill.

“Fucking what the fuck?!” Sidekick mewled cradling their arm to their chest.

“I'm sorry, Villain doesn’t usually act like this,” Hero told them.

Sidekick blinked, pain lancing through their shoulder and down into their chest. “What?”

“They don’t usually act this way. First impressions are everything, but I swear there’s good in them.”

Sidekick blinked at Hero, shaking their head. “You’re defending them?!”

“Well, it’s my fault you see. This whole temper tantrum. I haven’t been returning their texts.”

“You haven’t—” Sidekick asked, then blinked and let out an exasperated “what?!”

“Your shoulder—” Hero said. “It’s dislocated.”

“No fucking shit!" Sidekick mewled. "You yanked it out of its socket!”

“Would you rather be a splat on the concrete? Cause I can still push you out the damn window, kid.”

Sidekick walked to the stairwell, fury and pain mixing in their heavy breaths as they braced themselves against the wall. Hero stepped forward a warning on their lips: “kid, I wouldn’t do th—”

It was too late. Sidekick had already thrown themselves against the wall. A resounding pop echoed throughout the stairs, followed by a sharp shriek of pain from Sidekick as they slid down the wall, breathing harshly through gritted teeth.

Hero opened their mouth, but Sidekick just held up a finger from their good arm and wagged it in Hero’s stupid face: “don’t. Say. A thing.”

Sidekick braced themselves against the wall, sliding up it with a groan of pain and rolled their shoulder. Forwards. Backwards. Then they set their furious eyes on Hero and without a word turned and started ascending the stairwell to the roof.

Hero laughed, stunned at the kid’s resilience, and followed them up the stairs. “Do you want some—”

“Just shut the hell up,” Sidekick said, kicking the door to the roof open and looking down pointedly at Hero who was midway through taking a bag of sweets from their pocket. “And go out and do your job.”

“Yes boss,” Hero said with a smile, putting a fizzy lace through their teeth. They emerged onto the roof, arms spread wide and yelled: “Hey! What the fuck are ya doing?” to Villain who was no doubt still floating in the sky, and Sidekick sat down heavy on the steps and took a few deep breaths.

They nearly just died.

Villain almost just killed them.

They would have killed them if not for Hero, and all they wanted to do was cry, but they were too angry.

“Just go out and do your job,” Sidekick chastised themselves, standing and wiping the remnants of tear trails from their cheeks before joining Hero on the roof.

Crying could come later if they lived that long.

*~*~*~*~*

Continued Here