#chupacabrasmustdie

[venatohru]

Fitzjames as a little something for @chupacabrasmustdie‘s birthday 😘

[little---games]

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award, you're supposed to paste it in the ask of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you’re beautiful inside and out. 💖💖💖

Oh my goodness, thank you oh so much, darling! <3 This was exactly what I needed today! I’m usually a happy person, but today I got sad news and now I feel horrendous! This place always cheers me up, because I’m surrounded by wonderful and lovely people like you!

[swindlefingrs]

@chupacabrasmustdie replied to your post “me being interested in an actual dude: i’m going to need at least…”

you can’t just log on tumblr and personally attack each and every one of us like that

[lilithhawthorne]

For the one-word prompt meme: vigil, fandom of your choice plz :3

I was feeling inspired after a convo with @solas-you-nerd, so I choose to write about Asa Adaar. :3

Vigil 

The sun had long ago set and Asa had long ago given up directing her mount. Even if the beast couldn’t see in the dark, she had carried her rider along this path every month during the dark moon and the way came naturally to her.

The air was a touch drier than it had been the month before, the wind a sting that could be felt beneath the layers of fur Asa had wrapped herself in. Here they called it the Oak Moon but she had always known it as the Cold Moon. A puff of her breath caught in the air, suspended for a moment.

She shifted backward in the saddle as the clawed feet of her longma dug for purchase in the rocky slope that led to Lake Luthias. Uncoiling the limp reins from around her fist, she used her knees to urge the longma up. Her tongue clicking against the roof of her mouth was the only sound of encouragement she offered.  

The cabin was still there of course, though Asa felt her breath catch as it came into view. The frame was still slanted, one side of the roof caving in and the windows boarded up. The vines that had once blossomed - the fragrance sticky and sweet in the heady nights of summer - were fragile, crawling veins along one wall.

It had been her goal to fix the place up, though the idea had only been half formed. Then in a fit, she had sworn to tear the whole thing down. Leliana had listened to all her ideas but neither ever did anything about them.

Asa allowed the longma to take her to the lake’s edge before she dismounted. Though her fingers were stiff with cold, she removed her cloak and tunic quickly and let them drop to the ground. The first few times she had been shy, even modest, and had folded her clothes and hid them out of sight. Months later, she dared anyone to stumble upon her.

The air puckered her skin, and her elbows and knees knotted from the cold. She walked off the pier before she could change her mind. The water hit her at the waist, her feet sinking into the mud of the bottom as she coughed from the shock.

She doused her chest, neck, and face, rubbing her wet and shaking hands over the parts of herself that were exposed to the air. During the summer, and even late into the fall, she had been able to submerge herself. The heavy silence of water, her hair undone and tangled around her neck, had felt more appropriate for her offering of patience. In the cold, the tinny sounds of her splashes echoing through the night, both her offering and patience were wearing thin.

There had been tales through the village below and in Redcliffe that if a blood lotus was offered to the spirit in the lake, a gift would be granted. Asa had no patience for picking flowers and she needed something no spirit could give.

She only had herself to offer, and for it all the only thing she was given was more time waiting.

[senseandaccountability]

8 and 21 for the salty ask meme, please :3

8. Have you received anon hate? What about?*I’ve been very privileged about online hate in general, having received extremely little. Back in the bad old days the bad old Harry Potter fandom on LJ could be disgusting and there were a lot of drama and wank all around, but most of it was up front and I’ve never participated in any fighting. Mainly because the drama back then wasn’t about reasonable things in the least, it was just completely inane. And mostly about Snape. Overall, I’ve barely scratched the surface of fandom drama since fandom is my happy place and I filter out idiots and idiotic things to the best of my ability. It certainly helps that I’m a highly privileged person in general, the idiots let me stumble about in peace.Outside of fandom, though, I’ve received the same kind of male nazi troll hate as most women have. 21. What are your thoughts on crack ships?Oh, I’m so easily bored with fandom things now in my old age and crack ships belong in the box where I place AUs and crossovers, really. I love to be salty about canon but even salty fic should, if I am to read them, be based on canon. Odd pairings that fit into canon, though? BRING IT ON. I sailed the tiny ship Rita Skeeter/Minerva McGonagall in the HP fandom for crying out loud. Did they ever interact in canon? NOT EVEN SURE but they COULD HAVE. Thanks for asking! Meme is here, for anyone who wants to play. 

[bugsieplusone]

When me and my tumblr friends get together.

[rad-puppeteer]

OR meme

Tagged by @chupacabrasmustdie !! Thanks for tagging me!!

Rules: Start a new post, answer all questions, add one question of your own and tag as many people as there are questions whoever you want to!

Coke or Pepsi: Either for me. Unless Mountain Dew is a choice. Then that.

Disney or Dreamworks: Disney tends to have more movies that I like and while Dreamworks can be a hit or a miss, they've released some pretty good animations as well.

Coffee or tea: Trying to drink more tea, actually! I'm not a coffee drinker. Books or movies: Movies is because I haven't had the time to sit down and read (I still have a backlog of books waiting to be read)

Windows or Mac: Grew up using a Windows computer but I'm able to use either one, if needed.

DC or Marvel: I don't read comics but if there's one I have to pick, it's Marvel because X-Men.

Xbox or PlayStation: It depends on the games. I have a 360 right now but I see games on the PS4 that I want to play but I can't :[

Dragon Age or Mass Effect: Dragon Age, but mostly because I've never played the Mass Effect games yet (even though I recently just got the first two games).

Night owl or early riser: Night owl - I'm unable to get up before 9am without help! Funny because ten years ago, I was able to get up at 6am with no alarm but I was going to sleep around 9-10pm so...

Cards or chess: None. I'm bad with both.

Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate when I was little but I prefer vanilla nowadays.

Vans or Converse: I wore Converse once and I’ve worn Vans never.

Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar: I like my Trevelyan because he’s the first Inquisitor but I actually liked how I developed all four of the characters. Even Bob ;P

Paragon or Renegade: I don't know what they are? :[

Star Wars or Star Trek: Star Wars because I grew up with the series. I've been meaning to check out Star Trek in a long while but haven't yet.

Planner or last minute crammer: I try to plan but I'm a procrastinator all the way. :/

Fallout or The Elder Scrolls: I like Fallout. I've only played Skyrim out of all the Elder Scroll games but I've at least tried to play almost all the Fallout games released so far. I haven't played either Tactics or Brotherhood of Steel (although I think it was Tactics)

Music or silence: Definitely always listening to something when I'm on the computer.

My question: Traditional art or digital art?

Tagging: @rad-pax-personal @omsparkles @kittystando @promptothechocobro @nailbats @solarpowered @capn-beeb @superartninja @comet-tea only if you want to do this!!

[venatohru]

Finn/Rey, "vertigo", if you please 😗

1.) Give me a pairing.2.) Give me a prompt.3.) I will write you a three-sentence fic.

Finn/Rey: Vertigo

The blinding whiteness of Crait was an echo of relentless snowstorms endured on Starkiller Base, and he felt dizzy. Suddenly Rey’s arms were around him and for a moment he thought she might crush him - in a good way. They hadn’t yet escaped the long reach of the First Order, but Finn found himself smiling anyway.