Did I ever mention how much I love my pal’s OCs?? Every single one of them? They are all amazing? Like, you created this fictional human from your own imagination and I’m so wowed by them thank you for your, and their, existence
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Did I ever mention how much I love my pal’s OCs?? Every single one of them? They are all amazing? Like, you created this fictional human from your own imagination and I’m so wowed by them thank you for your, and their, existence
happy pride month for it/its users, polyamorous people, xenogenders, non-transitioning trans people, and other "weird" identities. btw
rosalinda, falling asleep on their shoulder? or acting without thinking then checking to see how they reacted and anaelle
thank you for the prompt but unfortunately anaelle genuinely just can't stand rosalinda, lol
Rosalinda casually draped her arm around Anaelle's shoulder. The other woman didn't move away at first, and she thought it was a good sign. But then she turned to look, and Anaelle was livid. "Touch me again," she said through gritted teeth, "and something of yours is getting cut off." "You promise?" "Ugh! What is the matter with you?" Anaelle scooped herself up with her magic chair and glided away. Rosalinda sighed dreamily. She couldn't help but try to shoot her shot. And another shot. And a third. And a fourth.
Quick lil gift art for @purplejuni to celebrate the release of their DABB 2026 fic Aegis.
Go give it a read! It was fantastic 💖
https://archiveofourown.org/works/85524671/chapters/225944696
Keri, this is absolutely AMAZING, thank you so much! 💜
Just. Damn. They are far, far too pretty.
(I'm not complaining.)
"It's okay to enjoy happy endings!" My friend that's 99% of mass media. You don't need affirmation, you own the book store.
There's a fascinating complex at work here that I do not have the words or knowledge to fully describe, but where people feel this pathological need to justify liking mass-market fiction. You don't need to, everyone likes it. That's why it sells.
But for some reasonm people feel this need to frame themselves as a victimized minority of fiction-enjoyers. I don't get it. Why?
Tamaris/Davrin - putting their necklace or bracelet on for them
thanks for the prompt!
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Tamaris’ fingers are slender. Davrin’s always taken notice of it when they’ve dressed every morning. Pale, slender fingers that pull carefully at the clasp to ensure that the chains will remain attached through the day.
For a mage, a mage prone to running around without seemingly a care for their appearance, Tamaris wears far too much jewelry, in Davrin’s opinion. The chains dangle and metal clinks against metal with every motion. At least, he reasons, Tamaris prefers a staff and slower, more powerful casting to the quick movements of the mage blade.
Tamaris has been watching Davrin watch them as they get dressed; first the small buttons of their robes are brought together, each of the thirty three buttons done up to the high neck of their coat, and then the chains begin. A clasp on the edge of their sleeve, various clasps at their shoulders.
They struggle with the necklace today. The clasp doesn’t catch again and again, and Davrin can see the patience thinning in their eyes. “Let me,” he says, slipping behind Tamaris to take the chains.
“Can your fingers even catch the clasp?” they ask. They flush; their interest in Davrin’s fingers have not escaped his notice. He smirks.
“I’ve got you.” It takes two tries to clasp the necklace together, the four looping chains hanging down their chest. Davrin rests his hands on Tamaris’ shoulders, squeezing gently. “There. You’ve got enough dazzle to blind any darkspawn.”
Tamaris scoffs and smiles and doesn’t meet his eyes. The pale line of their tattoo over their eye shifts as their muscles twitch, an uncontrolled rivulet down their body. Davrin squeezes their shoulders again and sits back. “You good?”
“Fine,” they answer. “Let’s go blind some darkspawn?”
“They’ll never see you coming.”
I hate that when you’re stressed enough your body just starts falling apart. I think it should realize you’re already stressed and don’t need that and start functioning better actually
having an oc you're obsessed with feels good as fuck
Book that was good: I liked it 👍
Book that was bad: this sucked 👎
Book that I wanted to like but which failed to live up to my hopes: I am going to write 10,000+ words explaining exactly why this book wronged me
I don’t know why I’m making it exclusive to books. Any other media too. Sometimes I forget that there are things other than books.
Lord of the Dead, Falon'Din
Congrats to everyone who have guessed the mysterious owl guy is falon'din! yay! revealed him early because my hand itching to design him :D
About his design, i want to make him "unsettling" like the mention of death itself. So i combine bones (rib cage) and thorns in his robes that makes you think twice to hug him
they should invent a body that feels normal to be inside of
reblog if you are veilguard positive!
i've found my little zone in fandom that i'm comfortable in, but it occurs to me that others are still struggling to find the people who actually enjoy this game! and who talk about it!
so please do reply or reblog if you're veilguard positive and talk about it uwu
grinding our bulges together but mine has a higher rating on the mohs hardness scale so when we pull back yours has been ground to nothing
come on man i was using that
sorryyyyyy
do you have some crazy family lore
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no but i know someone else's crazy family lore
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