Cat ears for stream. That’s the whole idea. Boring, predictable and done so many times before it’s just not enough for the famed [Toa] channel. Underestimating it’s power he tried this cat ears on, only for it to enhance his power of cuteness! Ohh he was so fluffy and squishy so many people were affected, viewers, friends and even a certain sprout headed "fan”.
finally. i am free. now have this map part i was doing for whole of last month
more like last two weeks bc of how i procrastinated the shit out of it :')
also yes this is the same map as this post. ghfhgfdjh i hove their part so much go look if you haven't (which you statistically probably have)
anyways. *hypnotizes you into liking it*
Also woe! backgrounds under the cut! too much effort went into split second stuff so now you have to see it!
windows startup backround is... significantly lower-effort than other ones (: mostly bc it was made last and i got laizy, also bc i do not like painting nature
first one is now my profile top bc i like i so much
second was good to hide stuff in
and others are... there, i guess. my energy ran out for them unfortunately lol
Does one of you already start writing the next chapter before the other is done? Or do you wait until the other is done with the chapter, read it and then start the process for the next chapter?
we typically will start them while the other person is working on their chapter! suni started chapter 10 right around when i was finishing 9.1 — that said, with our schedules And the sheer amount of words our chapters end up being, it still takes a long time even with us being proactive!
Summary: Gale of Waterdeep, Chosen of Mystra and a wizard of some renown, is sent on a very important magical mission at the Szarr Palace. Astarion, vampire spawn of Cazador, is sent to entertain Gale during his stay. Neither Gale nor Astarion are anything like what they imagine each other to be and as a result, both their lives are thrown completely off course.
Chapter preview:
Astarion follows steadily, growing more confused by the second over Gale’s destination. For a moment, he thinks Gale is headed for Fraygo’s Flophouse again and he’s wondering about that, but then he swerves to the establishment across the road: Sharess’ Caress.
“Gale,” Astarion hisses out unheard, fury rising in him in an unceasing tide. “Did you make a fuck appointment?”
Oh, Astarion wants to wring his neck, among other things he could do to his neck.
Percy had nearly jumped out of his seat when he saw Tarantella as an option. Chiron hadn’t put that in a season in years, and it was one of the only ballets Percy truly, desperately wanted to dance enough that he asked Chrion about it. Slaughter was another fun one. It was a heels ballet, so no point shoes for the ladies, but a Balanchine classic. They were both huge leaps away from Sleeping Beauty and Agon.
“Chiron tried to rehearse me in Tarantella when I was eighteen,” Annabeth said, grimacing, “I was not cast.”
“You didn’t like it?” Percy asked.
“I couldn’t do it. I looked horrible,” she said, dropping a pair of shorts into his suitcase. “It was for the best anyway. I was still in the corps, so anytime I got a lead or solo role, other corps and soloist girls … well, they looked about ready to rip my head off.”
Percy looked at her sympathetically, before shifting the mood. “It must be so hard being one of the best dancers in the world,” he teased, tucking some hair behind her ear.
She put on an exaggerated, dramatic pout. “You have no idea,” she said, before Percy leaned down to kiss her again.