eyes never shut

nick, they/he askbox is always open for prompts/writing requests!

[calebwidogxst]

happy 20neinteen, from their family to yours! [click for full view/quality]

[awsok]

[innskeep-deactivated20201028]

Twirls my hair around my finger wow so you're like.. a wizard? Wow that's so cool.. 💕

[fwishbone]

I started once a new In northern grey, in drizzling rain In salted slush and bitter hail But the order as always merciless It wants to see me fail So the hunter is now the hunted Past voices call my name I renounce my past to live again

[calebwidogxst]

I cant FUCKING believe it

[korkorali]

It’s not about Cadwulf of Fjorclay, it’s really just about Caduceus getting himself a himbo, isn’t it?

[kinkyfuckeryoftas]

caleb stimming gives me life you guys

[devildaisies]

this started out as just a study last month, and spiraled very into control

based on Springtime (1873) by Pierre Auguste Cot

i posted this on twitter, too, if you wouldn’t mind giving it some support

[nosnexus]

The Gods have forgotten the song of their love.

[keyvei]

Have you heard of the Traveler? He’s pretty cool you guys!

Draw the sweetest ray of sunshine  <3

I’m almost caught up with CR. And this is truthfully the best thing I’ve ever watched, I’m officially addicted (and no regrets here, not in the slightest)

[captainofthetidesbreath]

“This spell TOTALLY requires we all hold hands.” —Fjord casting Water Breathing and Essek casting Teleport, spells that do not require holding hands

[2.43: In Hot Water // 2.94: With Great Power…, among other times]

Bonus:

[captainofthetidesbreath]

Thank you to all of the tags for capturing my exact thoughts on this matter:

[gothmotharts]

I redrew a similar doodle from 2018 and decided that level 10 Fjord deserves to have that vaguely religious aestheticism.

(click for better quality! id below cut!)

Keep reading

[unicyclehippo]

for a human week prompt, what about beau getting her monk langauge abilities and related shenanigans/feels?

‘translate it, caleb, quickly!’

‘it—i do not have it prepared as a spell, it will—ten minutes,’ he tells them, words jumbling in his frustration as he draws out his spellbook and slaps it down onto the stone floor, presses his hand to the carven jagged words like splintered elven they recognise from past interactions as being undercommon.

‘let they who enter here be remembered as champion among champions, confronters of death,’ beau says from behind him.

there is a moment of silence, then,

‘what?’

‘that’s what it says,’ she tells them. her eyes are hidden behind the goggles but her fingers trace over the letters.

‘but how—you don’t read undercommon.’

‘oh beau knows magic now!’ nott shrieks. ‘great work, caleb!’

‘what? no,’ beau snaps, flips nott off. ‘i can’t—i still can’t do that,’

‘oh, well, that’s not his fault, you really should dedicate yourself to your study better.’

they do not need to see beau’s eyes to know that she rolls them.

‘wait—if you didn’t cast anything, how do you know what it says? are you guessing?’ jester asks.

caleb, by this point, has finished his spell and it hits, feels almost like a fog settling across his vision that covers the words, pulling the meaning from them to sit atop the letters.

‘no—that is what it says,’ he tells him with a faint hint of surprise. ‘beauregard?’

‘it’s not a big deal or anything. i just learned it.’

‘just. learned it.’

‘yeah. i mean, we were gonna deal with the bright queen for her contracts and stuff and i figured hey, one of us should probably know how to speak their language. literally.’

‘so you just…learned it.’

‘yeah.’

‘just like that?’

‘yeah,’ beau says again, more forcefully. ‘what’s your fucking problem, caleb?’

he blinks, blinks away the fog of the spell, and stands. tucks his book away into its holster. ‘no problem. i am just very impressed. it is hard to learn a language, especially if one is not familiar with the root languages. i am very impressed.’

beau grimaces. takes a few steps back. ‘don’t make it weird dude, it’s not a big deal.’

it may be his imagination, but even so, he imagines she is the smallest bit pleased by the praise.

//

he asks about it later.

‘how long did it take?’

‘huh?’

‘to learn a new language?’

beau squints across at him. her goggles are perched atop her forehead, with the hut giving them a faint light by which to see, so the squint is all suspicion.

‘i dunno. a few weeks, maybe.’

‘that is very—‘

‘if you say impressive again, caleb, i’m gonna knock your block off.’

‘skillful.’

‘same fuckin’ thing,’ she grumbles, but doesn’t move to assault him as she had threatened. ‘it wasn’t that hard. i know elvish and dwarvish so i do know the root languages, actually,’ she tells him, badly mangling his accent as she repeats his words back to him. ‘plus, i mean, it uses a lot of the same phonemes as a lot of other humanoid languages so it’s not nearly as fucked up as deep speech.’

‘DEEP SPEECH?’

[fiovske]

luxon said it’s my turn on that sad brain cell

[hamletphase]

hey folks! your local college student with a part time job is opening up portrait commissions to help cover rent, groceries, etc (and to start saving for top surgery)

base price is $25.

i will draw:

original characters

fan art (any fandom, though ones i’m in are preferred)

i won’t draw:

heavy gore

robots/mechs

most nsfw

when in doubt? ask!

other info:

payment is through paypal

please provide references, character information, face claims, anything specific you want, etc.

you’ll be sent several WIPs and asked to confirm or request changes before moving on to the next stage

backgrounds will be kept simple

after the price is confirmed over email, i’ll send you an invoice on paypal. work will begin once half is paid!

questions? contact me!

if interested, contact [email protected]

even if you can’t buy, a reblog goes a long way!

[fiovske]

Jester: *is about to cast Sending to Essek*

Caleb:

Jester:

[beausbo]

how do u wanna do it to em

[jeroazu-archive]

@zephror