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So, okay, fun fact. When I was a freshman in high school… let me preface by saying my dad sent me to a private school and, like a bad organ transplant, it didn’t take. I was miserable, the student body hated me, I hated them, it was awful.
Okay, so, freshman year, I’m deep in my “everything sucks and I’m stuck with these assholes” mentality. My English teacher was a notorious hard-ass, let’s call him Mr. Hargrove. He was the guy every student prayed they didn’t get. And, on top of ALL OF THE SHIT I WAS ALREADY DEALING WITH, I had him for English.
One of the laborious assignments he gave us was to keep a daily journal. Daily! Not monthly or weekly. Fucking daily. Handwritten. And we had to turn it in every quarter and he fucking graded us. He graded us on a fucking journal.
All of my classmates wrote shit like what they did that day or whatever. But, I did not. No, sir. I decided to give the ol’ middle finger to the assignment and do my own shit.
So, for my daily journal entries, over the course of an entire year, I wrote a serialized story about a horde of man-eating slugs that invaded a small mining town. It was graphic, it was ridiculous, it was an epic feat of rebellion.
And Mr. Hargrove loved it.
It wasn’t just the journal. Every assignment he gave us, I tried to shit all over it. Every reading assignment, everyone gushed about how good it was, but I always had a negative take. Every writing assignment, people wrote boring prose, but I wrote cheesy limericks or pulp horror stories.
Then, one day, he read one of my essays to the class as an example of good writing. When a fellow student asked who wrote it, he said, “Some pipsqueak.”
And that’s when I had a revelation. He wanted to fight. And since all the other students were trying to kiss his ass, I was his only challenger.
Mr. Hargrove and I went head-to-head on every assignment, every conversation, every fucking thing. And he ate it up. And so did I.
One day, he read us a column from the Washington Post and asked the class what was wrong with it. Everyone chimed in with their dumbass takes, but I was the one who landed on Mr. Hargrove’s complaint: The reporter had BRAZENLY added the suffix “ize” to a verb.
That night I wrote a jokey letter to the reporter calling him out on the offense in which I added “ize” to every single verb. I gave it to Mr. Hargrove, who by then had become a friendly adversary, for a chuckle and he SENT IT TO THE REPORTER.
And, people… The reporter wrote back. And he said I was an exceptional student. Mr. Hargrove and I had a giggle about that because we both knew I was just being an asshole, but he and the reporter acknowledged I had a point.
And that was it. That was the moment. Not THAT EXACT moment, but that year with Mr. Hargrove taught me I had a knack for writing. And that knack was based in saying “fuck you” to authority. (The irony that someone in a position of authority helped me realize that is not lost on me.)
So, I can say without qualification that Mr. Hargrove is the reason I am now a professional writer. Yes, I do it for a living. And most of my stuff takes authorities of one kind or another to task.
Mr. Hargrove showed me my dissent was valid, my rebellion was righteous, and that killer slugs could bring a city to its knees. Someone just needs to write it.
This is the first time I’ve seen this post but I know I’m gonna love reading it every time it shows up on my dash
Jeff Satur — Ghost
the trajectory of my life just changed.
I stopped the clip of Angel and Nuggets reuniting and excuse me but what the FUCK
LOOK AT THIS GUY! LOOK AT HIM!!!!!
LET HIM BE HAPPY!!!!!
ALSO FAT NUGGETS’ FACE?! THE AMOUNT OF LOVE HE HAS FOR ANTHONY?! IF THAT PIG GETS HURT—
VALENTINO WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! I AM GOING TO K I L L YOU
𝔐𝔬𝔬𝔫 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔰 𝔪𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔢 𝔄𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫'𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔞𝔶 ℜ𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔭𝔯𝔞𝔶 𝔉𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔪𝔶 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔣𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔫𝔡
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Jealousy
Your companions Astarion and Gale find themselves jealous of your deep love(?) for Rolan.
Astarion
Ever since you had originally met Rolan in the druids grove, he could see the way your face lit up in his presence. Something about that bastard wizard captivated you, and Astarion was miffed about it.
Now, Astarion wouldn’t consider himself a jealous man. However, he did have his moments of… self doubt. Sure, he hasn’t confessed to you yet, but he was working on that! You should’ve picked up on the signs he was giving!
Approaching the Sorcerous Sundries, some little wizards playground in Baldurs Gate, he couldn’t help but notice that pink, horned prick behind the counter. Your reaction, was however much different as you practically sprinted for the desk at the first sight.
“Rolan!” You cheered as you dove over the desk to hug the stiff tiefling. Astarions brows furrowed at the sight, an almost pouty lip forming. He stood, arms crossed as he watched you clutch the man tightly.
He didn’t realize his hearing giving out, his senses strengthened only his sight. The way your hand cupped the cheek of the bruised man, your thumb brushing over his busted lip.
Would you have done that for him? Back when he was at his most pathetic state. Would you have cheered his name and held him so dearly?
His thoughts ran wild, only to be grounded by a few snaps in front of his eyes. “Astarion? Come on, Tav is already through the portal.” Karlach chided with a teasing chuckle as she turned and followed suit.
Whatever.
Gale
Unlike Astarion, Gale could proudly admit his insecurities. Okay, maybe not proudly. But he knew well that he was a fragile man. His relationship with Mystra had only deepened his worse insecurities.
So imagine the intense heartache that flooded through his chest when he realized you had affections for a different wizard. He was ruined. Was Rolan secretly a better wizard than him? Did you like his spells better? Surely Rolan couldn’t even cast fireball! Perhaps Gale should show him some real vicious mockery.
His insecurities worsened as he saw you doting on the beaten wizards behind the desk of the Sorcerous Sundries. Why didn’t you hold him like that? He has gotten quite roughed up in battle before! What made Rolan so different, so worthy of your attention? It wasn’t fair.
Gale’s insecurities worsened as he watched you ramble on and on to Rolan, swearing to protect him and defeat whatever ‘cruel evil’ had hurt him. Gale only wanted to return to camp and wallow in his sorrows, drowning amongst the stars.
He was going to request to stay behind, but the way you stormed upstairs and through the portal, he knew he couldn’t let his insecurities stop him from protecting you.
Tiefling Bachelors - Tail headcanons [pining + in a relationship]
Some tail thoughts for Rolan, Dammon, & Zevlor [reader is gender neutral, non-Tiefling]
For anyone who doesn't follow already-- @forgeofthenine creates amazing Tief content! Their headcanons for these three are VERY delicious, including some genius tail HCs that I have been rereading all day!🖤
Pining:
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– You were trying to help your family - you're too hard on yourself. – Or not hard enough.
POV: Rolan as Tav
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