#Tony gates

[maurastierney]

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[themetalhiro]

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[scalycat]

Putting Tony Stark and Gale Dekarios in a room

[bard-at-large]

I'm really happy Baldur's Gate won goty but

But

BUT

Borislav Slavov was robbed. ROBBED.

[morninkim]

put shadowheart in the next tony hawk, call that Baldur's Skate

[terraxart]

I’m very normal about him don’t worry

[somethingwickedarts]

Babysitting the vampire and murder tiefling is hard work.

Dreuer is @anxious-scrambles OC

[bogginswritings]

Lil Astarion x Barbarian!Tav

This isn't the best I've written, but I didn't feel like fixing it. Have some fluff. Astarion might be a bit OOC, still getting the hang f that mf. I made a Tav barbarian named HERman as a joke. Now I love her more than anything. So yes that is where I got the inspiration from.

Pairing: Astarion x fem!barbarian!tav

Word count: 1100+

Contents: FLUFF. JUST. THAT. ALso some mentions of nude cuddling, but in only innocent context.

She was rough.

During battle at the goblin camp she threw the goblins on each other, into fire pits, or simply against walls.

When they fought larger, heavier, enemies, she swinged around with her great axe as if it was nothing. There was no grace to her movements, none at all, but still they were calculated (or he thiught they were. Whatever they were, they worked). She’d be covered in blood, grinning at her victory (Astarion would never admit how attractive she looked during those moments).

She raged, entering some frenzy during battle. Her mind having a pretty simple goal; kill and win. She’ll cry out during it, her voice hoarse. And she’d urge on the others of the party, praising them afterwards for a battle well-fought (Astarion was sure that if blushing was possible for him, he’d be a tomato).

Not only while fighting was she rough. Talking to others she was, too. Often on accident, choosing the wrong words; sometimes on purpose.

And man, her hands. They were calloused, the wooden handle of her axe leaving it dry. They were also big, and strong, but honestly that was another topic to Astarion.

Her touch, however, was the softest. So, so gentle. Right now as she had him cooped up in her arms, her fingers trailing over his bare back. The occasional kiss she planted on his head so sweet it made him mentally swoon. SWOON! He couldn’t remember the last time he did that, or if he ever had.

He was in a little cocoon, one she created for him. Her big arms wrapped around his frame, keeping him close. He doubted he could fight his way out, with the way her strong grip engulfed him. Not that he wanted, he was fine just being there. His chest pressed against her bare one, soaking in all of her natural body heat. His head tucked under her chin, in her shoulder, basically hidden from the world.

Her being in his tent was routine at this point. He can’t remember the last time she set up her own. Instead she’d come to help set up his. Not without complaining about his amount of pillows, though. Which he thought of as quite hypocritical, since she was happy to plop onto them after a long travel.

Astarion wasn’t sure when this started as him trying to seduce her for his safety, and ended with him head over heels. Not that he was complaining, she seemed to return his feelings. When he told her about his simple plan, and how it backfired (‘I was supposed to seduce you, now I’m in love with you,’ kinda thing) she was hurt. Telling him she thought it was real, while he was desperate to explain he did want it to be real.

A long talk followed, with her reassuring him he didn’t need to ‘seduce’ her for her to keep him safe. Or, in her flattering words, ‘I haven’t sucked off Gale’s dick, but I still saved him from those goblins’. She then clarified she would very much like to be ‘something real’ with him, but that if this still was a trick (somehow), she’d respect his choice. She’d have his back, regardless of what he wanted with her.

Astarion hasn’t gotten that option often before.

It’s probably why he felt so comfortable in her arms right now, so safe. He had the knowledge she wouldn’t do anything to him, try anything with him. She was fine doing whatever he wanted, made sure he was comfortable.

“Astarion?”

Her voice pulled him out of his thoughts. Her voice that was so deep, yet so silky and warm. “Hm?”

“Lost you there for a moment,” she muttered. His lips pressed an apologizing kiss to her shoulder, “I’m sorry. Were you saying something, my darling?”

“Nothing important,” she whispered, “are you okay?”

She asked that question many times, and every time it made his heart flutter. He expected to be tired of that question by now, but she was sincere when she asked it. genuinely wanted to know. He nodded, “More than, dare I say.”

She chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to his head, “That’s good.”

“Hmhm,” he hummed, “What is it you were saying?”

“I need to pee.”

“No,” his arms tightened around her waist (as if that did anything against her, but it’s the idea that counts). She snorted, “What do you mean no?”

“I’m comfortable, so you’re not leaving.”

“I’ll come back after.”

“Afraid the answer is still no, dear.”

“However cute I think this is, I really have to go. I’ll pee myself.”

“Then by all means go ahead.” He could feel her chest moving against his own, soon giggles were leaving her mouth, “You’re so gross, and that’s me saying this.”

Astarion laughed, “I’ll have to get warm all over again.”

“Too bad, so sad,” She pried his arm away from her waist, with little effort (Astarion didn’t feel the need to express how her casual strength made him feel) might he add. Astarion let out a sound of protest that sounded a suspicious amount like a whine, but didn’t make a move to stop her. Once untangled, she pressed a kiss on his nose, leaving the tent to do her thing.

He simply flopped back in position, star-fish pose on the bedrolls. It didn’t take long for the tent flap to be opened again, a cold gush of air from the outside hitting him. She sat down next to him again, nudging him to make space. With a dramatic sigh he moved away, and she slipped in next to him again. “Was that so bad?”

“Horrible, I’m freezing to death over here.”

She laughed, “You’re such a fucking drama queen,” she commented, squeezing his waist. He yelped in response, moving away from her. She raised an intrigued brow, “Ticklish?”

He met her eyes, the grin on her face anything but comforting, “No.”

“Sure?” she squeezed at his side again, his body jerking away making her laugh, “I’m going to have so much fun with this new piece of information.”

“You’d torture me,” he commented, “You wouldn’t dare.”

She smiled, pulling him closer into her arms again, “Oh no, of course i wouldn't,” she feigned, and Astarion pouted into her shoulder, “I’m serious!”

“Luckily you are oh so threatening.”

“I do believe this is a category of bullying.”

“Yes,” she confirmed, “But lovingly.”

“Uh-huh,” he remarked, eyes closing as her hands went back to rubbing his back and playing with the hairs at the nape of his neck.

When he felt her lips in his hair, an ‘i love you’ muttered against it, her arms tightening around him while he slipped into slumber, he decided he wouldn’t mind staying there for the rest of their lives.

[kelaeri]

With the addition of House of Hush today, I have finally completed my main series collection for Dick as Batman! I'm still missing some other (more minor) story lines, but very happy with this so far <3

[odinsblog]

T/W pedophilia mention

“Wow, this escalated. Let me explain.

Child-trafficking is a real issue that has been exploited to create undue influence aka brainwashing in tens of millions of people.

That’s why in the last 24 hours I’ve received dozens of death threats and thousands of accusations of being a “pedo.”

Starting in 2016, there has been an ongoing psychological operation to create fear about pedophiles—generally defined as Satanic Democrats led by Hillary Clinton but, importantly, a “pedophile” can be *anyone* identified by a cult leader.

The vast majority of child sex crimes are committed by family and friends. “Stranger danger” is a phobia planted through trauma—in the form of lies about “800,000 missing children per year,” adrenochrome, etc.

Pizzagate, QAnon and derivative groups have been distributing “trauma porn” depicting child torture for seven full years—while presenting people like Donald Trump as the literal savior of the phantom missing children. This is classic fascism: manufacture a problem, create a scapegoat, and present yourself as the solution.

The reason this post went viral is that it addresses the harm caused by lies about this subject which both resonates with people who have lost family and friends to Pizzagate/QAnon lies, and also people who suffer from undue influence themselves.

When cult members are presented with evidence that counteracts the cult doctrine, they suffer cognitive dissonance—literally mental pain. Seeing a post that questions what they’ve been terrified into believing is painful. So they lash out.

While I do not enjoy having my life threatened or being accused of child sex crimes, I also understand that people brainwashed with this powerful psychological warfare tactic actually believe what they say. And their cognitive dissonance keeps them in line.

I see the conversation about this as helpful and hopeful, no matter how many threats & accusations are wielded. We need to collectively understand the actual problem, with both real child predators, and those who falsely see them around every corner.

I also hope the NYTimes will begin to take more responsibility for what they publish. Presenting this film out of context is dangerous.”

—Jim Stewartson

How tf is anyone still taking Mel Gibson seriously, and why does he still work in Hollywood?

This is cult thinking and we are witnessing it in real time. Republicans and QAnon are using mass media propaganda for brainwashing weak minded, gullible white racists.

Also, it is Russia that is raping and sex trafficking Ukrainian women and children, but somehow the film is about sex trafficking happening in Ukraine?? (source ) (source)

And it is Russia that is kidnapping Ukrainian children for “adoption” back in Russia, but again, the film makes Ukrainians the bad guys?? (source) (source) (source)

And of course, the only people eating up this upside down propaganda are the usual suspects: Republicans and tankies

[mercedesbenzene]

somebody gotta draw halsin seeing ducks in the lake at camp and experiencing tony soprano levels of excitement abt it

[wouldtheyfuck]

[little-sw33tie]

Fun fact I now post very extremely occasional photography on Cara! Uhh yeah WOOOO link!!!

[andonuts-about-you]

no matter which side of the "does Jeff like donuts" debate you're on, I think we should all agree that he likes cookies more. maybe even a lil' too much.

I mean c'mon. in most playthroughs/timelines, he enters that one room and doesn't even fucking hesitate.

[chopshajen]

I had been so excited to meet the Guardian in my dreams that I didn’t realize she visited everyone else too. Learning that the entire party had the same dream felt a little bit like this.

[darkeunology]

Kinda keep getting really disappointed that whenever I ask for requests I never recieve one. I think it just shows how many of my followers are ghost followers.

I really wanna write something, I'm gonna try to get back into writing again but I'm just really struggling for ideas.

My rules for requesting are here.

I really hope someone sends something, even if it's the smallest idea, anything you want to see writen, please request something.

Really thinking of quitting writing fanfic everytime I don't receive anything