absolutely barking over my new rook. it's almost 1am and i need to go to sleep, but i couldn't do that without posting some screenshots of her. that would be unconscionable. anyway, this is tullia. 🖤

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absolutely barking over my new rook. it's almost 1am and i need to go to sleep, but i couldn't do that without posting some screenshots of her. that would be unconscionable. anyway, this is tullia. 🖤
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you don’t realize how important lunch is until you’re wandering around thinking about how unloveable and untalented and uniquely cursed you are and then it’s 4pm and you finally eat lunch and you go Oh. oh right.
lot of people commenting on this post like "who eats lunch at 4pm that's a terrible time to eat lunch" yes. that is the point. 4pm lunch is inadvisable. 4pm lunch is not the ideal. 4pm lunch makes the mind demons real.
the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be a part of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.
Elden Ring (2022) | dev. FromSoftware
It happened an age ago. But when I recall, I see it true.
On a night of wint'ry fog. The rune of death was stolen and the Demigods began to fall. Starting with Godwyn the Golden. Queen Marika was driven to the brink. The shattering ensued; a war that wrought only darkness. The Elden Ring was broken, but by whom? And why? What could the Demigods ever hope to win by warring?
a few little varric x tamar tidbits because i've been thinking about them nigh constantly and this is the only way i can introduce y'all to them until the fic is ready:
her nickname is warbler for all of act one and most of act two, though varric quickly transitions into calling her duchess after mark of the assassin given how well she and cyril de montfort... cough, got along. (this comes around to bite him square in the ass following the end of act three, given that cyril actually tries to convince her to marry him.) (varric starts calling her warbler again tout suite.)
tamar is forgetful when overwhelmed. it's one of her greatest flaws in her own eyes. so... when halfway through act one, she forgets that she needs fifty gold for the expedition into the deep roads and saves up a hundred instead? varric convinces her to use that extra money on equipment... and something nice for herself.
she is bad at traps and locks. she's more a flexible warrior with daggers than an actual rogue-y rogue, which means that varric has to deal with disarming all of the traps and unlocking all of the chests... and that she has a bad habit of walking into those very traps when varric isn't around.
related to that fact: tamar has an absolutely awful scar around her left ankle from one such injury. (who lays bear traps down in a warehouse? what kind of freaky lowtown bears steal from warehouses?) she was lucky enough to have anders with her and didn't lose the foot, but she's much more careful now.
and yes, varric does blame himself for not being there every time he rubs her feet.
why don't they get together during the events of dragon age 2? because they keep convincing themselves that they don't actually love each other, that they're just friends, that there's nothing between them except for an intense friendship and a similar sense of humor. they're also both dedicated to being miserable.
What the hell did you three do????
hate it when you see something in media that has great kink potential so you skedoodle post-haste to ao3 only to discover there's none fic left beef and then you have to sit there going oh I see I'M the pervert weirdo I'M the problem with society and everyone else in the world is going to heaven with a hundred innocence dollars preloaded onto their ole fashioned wholesome funtimes themepark fast pass card like fuckin oath man
why would u want disgusting characters
the best stories will always present you with a weird little freak i hope this helps
Lovely to see we have spaces where you can gain access to so much literature!
people don’t enjoy shipping anymore. the point of shipping isn’t the catharsis of watching them kiss onscreen, it’s grabbing the characters and mashing their faces together like you’re five years old playing Barbie in your room again. it’s to take one moment of eye contact in canon and read that over and over and over again with twenty different writers’ interpretations of the characters internal monologues if they were in love. it’s to see the characters interact and cheer because you know that’s another moment to add to your list of canon compliant fic ideas. you’re stressing yourself out, this is supposed to be fun!
I never thought I would be siding with the pope’s involvement in politics and cheering him on. I will say that.
“this character is too pure/kind/good to be a sadist” i think that guy jerks off to the thought of beating his partner’s ass purple 👍
i mean, if you’d like, he can get super flustered about it and try to pretend he doesn’t, or he can have a huge guilt complex about his desires seemingly being at odds with his own ideal version of himself and how much he loves his partner, but at the end of the day, he’s still got one hand over his mouth to muffle his own whining as he thinks about having them in tears and begging for him to stop. true about all characters who are pure of heart, they told me so themselves