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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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It's rare that I appreciate an advertising campaign but this is 100/10.
WHAT’S SEXIER THAN WIZARDS?? NOTHING.
BABES ITS BEEN CONFIRMED LETS GOOOO
Are you suffering from a heatwave? Does your sun sensitivity not stop you from spending quality summer time with your wizard and enjoy everything that life has to offer?
Astarion and Gale not letting Star's sunlight sensitivity get in the way of anything is another favourite topic of mine. I feel Astarion would adopt a similarly cavalier attitude towards the dangers of sunlight as Spike did in BtVS, and Gale is here to have his back and put that big brain to good use.
Taylor kept her masters letter at the front of her website for exactly 12 days!
(June 11, 2025)
So if yall didn’t know, in The Hobbit book, Thranduil had the Dwarves locked up for approximately weeks, and Bilbo was just invisible and wandering in the palace the entire time, vibing miserably.
My headcanon, therefore, is that the Mirkwood Elves now have a local legend about a ghost haunting Thranduil’s palace, never seen but generally thought to be harmless. Thranduil scoffs at the idea, but has been seen glancing around at the dark corners of rooms. Legolas fully believes in it and is known to say hello out loud when he enters an empty room, in case the ghost is nearby.
It’s not until Legolas joins the Fellowship that he figures out that the supposed ghost was actually an invisible Bilbo the whole time. He never tells Thranduil, because he thinks it’s funny to see his regal father unnerved by the idea of a ghost.
On the other hand: “Oh good, it wasn’t really a ghost,” followed by “It was the One Ring of Sauron, the most powerfully evil and dangerous artefact in the world, in my home, for weeks.”
requested a cameo from gdl and asked him to make solas say 'fuck'. enjoy.
They didn't introduce a bill to just repeal the $35 cap on insulin.
They introduced a bill to repeal the entire Inflation Reduction Act.
Which, among other things, means they want to get rid of:
the $35 insulin cap.
And a yearly cap of $2,000 for medications in Medicare Part D.
And allowing Medicare to negotiate for drug prices.
And requiring pharma companies to issue refunds to Medicare if the costs of their drugs rises faster than inflation
And an elimination of copays in Medicare Part D for vaccines like tetanus and rabies
And an expansion of eligibility for low-income subsidies for Medicare
Saying they want to eliminate just the insulin cap is understating their desire to fuck people over.
Origins: the world is ending and you and your one remaining coworker are the only option left to save it.
II: the unavoidable tragedy of a queer friend group/polycule trying and failing to save their fucked up city
Inquisition: you went to a conference and accidentally ended up in charge of saving the entire world (again) with a team of colleagues who are (mostly) professionals and outstanding in their fields.
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Veilguard:
Rook: hey, I suffered from “sudden field promotion” after “fucking everything up worse than it already was.” I’m putting a team together to kill at least one, maybe three, Gods
Seven of the most unwell people in Thedas: say no more, I’m in
DA:O - the ground is full of demons
DA2 - Hawke's life is full of demons
DA:I - The sky is full of demons
DA:tV - The gods have escaped Hell, and are the source of demons
ULTIMATE SHIPS CHALLENGE - Funny Scenes [1/5]
One of my fave things about the DA games is the parallels of characterization between the protags.
The Warden and The Inquisitor both have a kind of dignity and honor about them. They're both like "I absolutely did not want to be in this position, but here I am and we'll get this done one way or another." They both force people to work together for a greater good and unite under their banner and both are reasonably competent at their jobs.
Hawke and Rook on the other hand... things are just going wrong constantly for them, they are both consistently on their 13th reason, and their main defense is a "the horrors persist but so do I" attitude. They also did not want to be in the position they're in but they're "DOING MY FUCKING BEST CUT ME SOME SLACK I DON'T SEE ANYONE ELSE STEPPING UP" and if one more thing goes wrong they're both going to just start biting people.
This is painfully accurate
May I add Lucanis and Spite:
Day 7 of #Veiltober - Davrin Griffon Daddy.
This is painfully accurate
May I add Lucanis and Spite:
True Kings of Antiva
One of the most important lessons I ever learned about art was when I became a late addition to the editorial board for the literature part of my high school's lit/art magazine, which nobody ever read.
Because I realized after a couple of meetings that my moments of baffled distress during them were centering around a pattern of our votes electing by majority to reject most of the good, interesting stuff and agree to publish the very bland.
So I was looking around this room of people I mostly liked or respected if not both, trying to figure out what the fuck when there was no reasonable way of asking, until the day we by majority vote sent definitely the best thing submitted all year back pending 'revisions' which of course would not be made, because the poet would definitely either become demoralized or know for damn sure she was too good for our stupid journal. I have no idea which it was; it's a question of mindset, and the submissions were anonymous.
This good poem was rejected for two reasons, both of which were actually manifestations of it being good. One was that it had made a couple of the board uncomfortable--not by having any shocking subject material, mind, just by provoking emotions with unusual descriptive language and indirectness--and they'd transmitted that uneasiness throughout the group during discussion.
And the other, seized upon as an excuse in light of the first, was that by being complex in terms of both structure and notion it had drawn several of us in, interested enough to engage critically and respond in depth, and so we'd marked it up with lots of places we thought a word choice could have been a little stronger, a line break had been a little odd; ways we thought it could have been a more excellent version of the poem we perceived in it. None of them ways it was actually bad. Just places we felt it could have been better.
At the same meeting, we voted to accept a poem that was an utterly tepid rectangle of predictable nothing-in-particular, because no one could find anything in it to object to.
It wasn't good. It wasn't noticeably bad, either, though; it was one consistent level of mediocrity clear through, and thus no part of it stood out as a weakness, and therefore the committee found it more acceptable than the poem that was superior in every way, but which by being daring and interesting had left itself covered in vulnerable places.
The understanding I reached as a result of this experience was multi-layered and difficult to articulate, but the most important part, I think, to share is that the value and quality of a work are not, in fact, very well measured by how many negative things you can find to say about it.