actually cats are cool

baldur's gate 3 / destiny 2 / no man's sky don't be fooled, I like to draw things you can call me lou (she/they, 30s, tired)

[aroace-ryland-grace]

when you're trying to work on saving your planet but your best friend won't stop throwing a fucking circle at you

[afearofcats]

project hail mary good

[afearofcats]

aiming for more crab content in 2026

[johnny-depplyloveyou]

“Gods, I’d pay a king’s ransom for a hot, lavender-scented bath – minstrels serenading as I close my eyes and let the water’s warmth dissolve all woes.” 🛁🫧💜

[afearofcats]

just staying warm and keeping busy ☺️

full version's over on bsky

[lonelymagpies]

Unfortunately I’m obsessed with the middle aged wizard 😔

[mmelete]

The Tumblr Experience

[afearofcats]

been posting my act 2 comic in pieces over on bluesky but here are some faces until I remember to post it here

[wonderous-wizard]

he's my boyfriend so i put him in my clothes

[afearofcats]

art v artist 2025! my literal first ever on this planet!

2025 was the year I started drawing regularly again and it's all BG3's fault. still (forever) figuring out what I'm doing while keeping my old iPad from exploding but boy it's been fun!

also fun is discovering a community full of amazing people and especially artists that wholly indulge my desire to be totally normal about these (and other) fictional characters (・‿・)ノ⌒:･ﾟ✧

[re-kaa]

sad kaboom

[jbenn656]

[afearofcats]

[daisy-dewdrop-fluffington]

A day late (of course) but here’s day 9 of Galemas: wrapped.

Consider this my gift to all of you beautiful Galemancers out there 🎁

[ohwolfling]

Gale Dekarios eating you out like it's his last meal because he believes he has no choice but to die and part of him never cared if he lived or died anyway, at least not enough to stop reaching for magic he knows is dangerous, deadly, and technically out of his skill level, what's the difference between a deathwish and the Weave, nothing to Gale Dekarios, it's only that the Weave held him tighter than death did, told him he was a good boy sometimes and shamed him at others, yet that was more than death ever gave him, death never answers, but the more the taste of you hits the back of his throat, the more your scent clings to his beard, the more you buck against his face and tangle your hands in his hair the more he wonders if life might be worth living if it's like this, so deeply charged in his own body, his cock harder and more tangible than anything magic ever offered him, his knees sore on the hard ground, the rough scratch of dirt and moisture of the soil and grass an inconvenience echoing the texture of your soft skin against his chin, his nose buried in your pubic hair, all of it preceeded by your hand pulling him out of a tangle of unstable magic, Gale Dekarios is a man and it's good to be one with his tongue pressed inside you, his unwilling savior, a lighthouse where he is a storm

[afearofcats]

terrifying isn't it? and that's only the beginning

[lisssliss]

Gale my boy🙂‍↕️🥀