fire is her water

Home of Becca: writer, crafty witch, feminist killjoy, professional fangirl, buys way too much LulaRoe. FANDOMS: Dragon Age, Zelda, and other stuff. Stop here for art appreciation, cats, daily crazies, makeup, and major side-eyeing. Rated B for BUTTS.

[smash-chu]

Pokecember challenge, day 11 - Favorite Dragon type

Round dragon and very round dragon! 

[cresidus]

kaihire requested avvar!cullen!! i tried. my best :^) or rather the inquisition tried their best dressin him up

[juliedillon]

A painting for the Solstice. Trying to feel hopeful for the new year. 

[kestrel-tree]

Mansplaining protip:

When a man starts explaining a concept you already told him you understand, instead of saying “I know” over and over until you die, try one of these:

Ok, which aspect is confusing you?

It seems like you have the basics down; Would you like me to recommend some good articles so you can get a more nuanced understanding?

So did you have a specific question, or do you just want a more in depth explanation?

[kaylapocalypse-deactivated20201]

SAVAGE

teacher-zone him

[daughter-of-rowan]

My cousin is an asst psych professor. Her new boss brought up how male students sometimes challenge female professors. He asked how she handles that: she says ‘hold on: let me take notes’, grabs a pen & paper, and proceeds to take no notes. If he asks why, she says ‘Tell me something I don’t know & I’ll have something to write’; no student has tried twice. Her boss laughed and asked her to mention it at the next staff meeting.

[saltieyogaprof-deactivated20181]

Yessss!

[allonsydearie]

someone draw this selfie by replacing the actors with the character they play and add Leia PLEASE

[leupagus]

What I want to know is who gave Kelly and Daisy their jackets because that’s precious as shit

[wildestranger-deactivated202105]

Gleeson seems to be on his shirt sleeves.

[leupagus]

THE GINGER PULLS THROUGH

[actualmermaid]

Do you read :D as an open-mouthed smile or a smile with teeth?

[thepioden]

[pervocracy]

Me in history class: Wow, humanity has been through some fascinating times!  I wonder if I’ll ever live through major historical events!

Me now: NO NO NO NO NO I WANT TO GET OFF THIS RIDE

[sunmied]

it was supposed to be space travel. it was supposed to be space travel. it was supposed to be space travel. it was supposed to be space travel. it was supposed to be space tr

[obaewankenope]

IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SPACE TRAVEL

[ariaste]

literally 2017 is the textbook example of why “May you live in interesting times” is a CURSE

[grawly]

I’m goin back to 2010 y’all want anything

[fearcutsdeeper]

carrie fisher

[greenylove]

[greenylove]

[thorffour-deactivated20190920]

[green-aries]

Progress not perfection

[gelana78]

Oh my god. This is it. This is it exactly. Like exactly.

[pompousprince]

[greenylove]

I’ve been resisting the urge to write shameless self-insert FFXV fanfiction but then I started Comrades

oops

[lavanderlavellan]

This scene from bob’s burgers always makes me think of the Kirkwall crew

[birdsandivory]

A Concept

Gladio: Hey, I need to get something off of my chest…

Prompto: *crosses fingers* Is it your shirt? 

Prompto: Please let it be your shirt.

[thekindmagic]

There’s a standard arrangement in hotels: Gladio and Prompto in one bed, Ignis and Noctis in the other.

If anyone asked, Gladio would cite standard bodyguard procedure; he sleeps closest to the door, and Noctis furthest. The rest falls into line from there, since Ignis and Gladio are too big to comfortably share a hotel bed, and Noctis and Prompto giggle and shove and whisper incessantly when left together.

The full truth, though, is a little more selfish than that.

Prompto mumbles in his sleep, sometimes snores, and more often than not winds up cuddled up to Gladio by morning.  Gladio actually likes it; it’s easier for him to relax and fall asleep when Prompto relaxes so completely, it makes him feel safe in a way that has nothing to do with his weapon being within reach.

Noctis is too deep a sleeper for Ignis’s late night phone habits to bother him. More importantly though, Ignis sleeps lightly enough to cut Noctis’s nightmares off before they get into full swing. Several times, Gladio has blinked awake in the middle of the night to find Ignis whispering reassurances, holding Noctis close to his chest. 

(Sometimes it’s the standard: “I’m here, Noct. Shh, I’m right here.” Sometimes it’s murmured lists of stars, names straight out of an astronomy book, constellations sketched out as wards against dark dreams. Never “it’s alright,” though. Ignis probably couldn’t lie like that if he wanted to.)  

Nobody ever talks about it in the morning. 

Hell, maybe Noctis doesn’t even know.

Those stories the guards used to tell about the young prince and advisor sneaking out at night, the extra clothes Ignis kept in Noctis’s teenage apartment… There’d been some jokes among the palace staff at Ignis’s expense, mostly from people jealous of his position: “sleeping his way to the top” and whatever. Gladio almost wishes it was that simple. He’d like to drag everybody who ever smirked here to see this, to listen to the sounds Noctis makes while Ignis desperately tries to hold him together in the dark.