#tw: starving

[sickstuvvf]

Anything over 0 calories is like failure

[the-pobble-terrarium]

[ringing a dinner bell] COME GET YALLS FOOD

I don’t think he’s normal about that, Scrabby

[beskarfrog]

it's the only time you touch me

[dy1ngst4r]

st4rving to look pretty? nah.

st4rving to look masc? yes.

[waokevale]

Starvetober Day 2 - Flesh

@crazysnor1ax

This is the main one I'm using for this day, plus it's the one I like better cause the concept of a different perspective is evil.

WX-78 presenting to you their old inferior form!

[xmaybexhumanx]

maybe, and hear me out on this one, I don’t fucking deserve food

[bananafire11]

buggy jax redesign jumpscare ?!!

[kesia-stupid-arts]

GUYS

He took it :((

[thewritetofreespeech]

Can I request, if it's possible, a fic of Astarion with a touchy reader/tav? In the sense that they're just very affectionate with the people around them (like hand holding, hugs, high fives, forehead kisses, etc) in a totally loving, non sexual way. Thank you!

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“Why do you always do that?”

“Do what?” Tav asked in response to Astarion’s question.

“That,” he repeated, gesturing erratically with his hand, “touching people.”

“Oh…..” They seemed to think on it for a moment. “I don’t really know. I guess I’m just a touchy person.”

Astarion’s nose crinkled. He couldn’t think of anyone liking it.

Touch for Astarion was not a sensation that warranted much affection. For 200 years it had been the source of his pain, his torment. He had not received even a single kind touch in all that time. The thought of it made him recoil in disgust.

He had made impressive strides on the subject, though, since his freedom. Being around this group, letting them be close, was something unheard of for him. The closest he had come before was the forced confinement with his siblings. When he first joined, and Tav tried to give him a high-five or some such nonsense, Astarion had to force himself not to raise his arms to defend himself. Now, he could stand shoulder to shoulder with them.

But, still, he couldn’t understand why they felt touch was so important.

“What if….people don’t like it?”

Tav turned to him. Looking at him for a long moment but seeming to immediately understand in that unique way that they had. “Then I wouldn’t do it. Just because it’s something I like doesn’t mean that it’s for everyone. I like oysters, but that’s not everyone’s cup of tea either.”

Astarion crinkled his nose again. This time in dramatic disgust. Thinking of the slimy buggers in their grimy little shells. “Well, those are certainly some…interesting choices.”

Tav grinned. “But it’s what I like. If you don’t like it, that’s fine too.”

“Who said I didn’t like it?” He asked, pretending to be shocked. Yet Tav just kept looking at him in that strange, knowing way.

“Whatever you say Astarion.”

Tav got up and left the fireside. The vampire watched them circle to the other side, stopping by Scratch to ruffle his scruff, and Astarion felt ill at being jealous of a dog.

Maybe he would have to try oysters again.

[dy1ngst4r]

you know your 3d is bad when you get full off of 2 cups of popcorn..

not complaining, it's just a little scary to think about.

[inhumanrobot]

[twiiggiesmalls]

sometimes all i want to do is cry and complain about the agony that ana brings me, but i think no… you’re suffering is not enough. and it won’t be enough until you’re at you’re ugw. you’ve no right to complain.

[ruinme-please]

Couple jamming and iii chasing himself a kiss (x)

[tsarjozinzbazin]