#and also Roe is here

[hejanic]

putting some fur on some ocs

[viminoo]

misc baberoe doodles + renee

[iron-sparrow]

oc kiss week day 5

there must be a higher love down in the heart or hidden in the stars above without it, life is wasted time ♪

ft. @nolanel-corbeaux's Resplendent Stag

[saintmalosunsets]

BAND OF BROTHERS | BASTOGNE

Doc Roe in the background of scenes (pt. 11/26)

[digging-trenches]

[ahollowgrave]

-- mistletoe. pt ix. (feat. the rakish Captain Styr of @captain-styr!)

[candycryptids]

Glamtober Day 5 - TANK Full Glamtober Prompt List [Here]

"3-2-1 we’re going! TRY TO KEEP UP!"

Gemmini craves blood and violence and slaughter… Running a dungeon with her is pure cardio. Because she RUNS. And if the healer can’t keep her health up, then she’ll keep it up on her own with potions, adrenaline, and bloodlust. …. She is intimately familiar with the healer lasso.

Gemmini is wearing- Neo-Ishgardian Top of Fending - Colibri Pink No.2 Tybe B Gloves- Metallic Gold Makai Manhandler's Quartertights Crystarium Greaves- Cherry Pink

[elfdyke]

stunned i forgot to upload this. it was a christmas gift for @wiisnorkeling2006 <3 its about roe and pewter reuniting after they broke up and all the heavy feelings of want and loss that come with that

[canisalbus]

So my hiking route today took me through a deer park with, I kid you not, a 50+ herd of albino/leucistic fallow and (not very) red deer… what are the changes lol

Now I’m imagining poor Vasco in this Where’s Waldo situation, once he gets a grip on himself and goes back to find Machete.

(The expressions in Hound Mode btw were delightful!)

Ah, that must've been quite a sight! It's always such a staggering feeling coming across a big herd of any large animals, at least if you ask me. The fact they were all white just adds to the effect.

I hope Vasco would've fetched Machete and showed him the deer as well. I don't think he's encountered many other albinistic animals, at least in canon. He might've been impressed.

[ghost-proofbaby]

i'm still not over lestat's "i thought we could have an orgy - you could fuck them, and i could eat them :)" line.

[asteria7fics]

Now that I’ve sat with the election results for a little while, I’m gonna ramble about my thoughts and feelings. Please feel free to disregard this post if you are using Tumblr as an escape right now, I’ll be back to my regularly scheduled shenanigans tomorrow.

So I’m going to go out on a limb here and assume that most of you goobers are not happy with the results. I’m also not particularly pleased, and frankly if you are happy then this post is not for you.

When Trump was elected for the first time in 2016 I was in my last semester of college. It was my first presidential election that I got to vote in. I had really, truly believed that there was no way my country would elect that man. Then I stayed up all night watching the results come in. I sat in my childhood bedroom, sick to my stomach, as reality sank in. They really were gonna elect that man.

It really, truly felt like the end of the world.

I drove to class the next day, and instead of having our lesson we sat and talked through our fears. It didn’t change the outcome of the election, and it certainly didn’t change what came from it in the following four years, but in the moment it helped. A lot.

In the following weeks I talked about it even more. I argued with family members on Facebook, and then discussed the impending fractures those arguments caused with other family members. I comforted my LGBTQA+ friends who feared for their right to peacefully exist as they were. I listened to my BIPOC friends whose fears were often otherwise falling on deaf ears in our community.

And now we’re here again. Eight years later, we’re being asked to look down the barrel of the same gun.

When he was elected in 2016 I was shocked. This year, I am not surprised at all. It’s a sad reality, but the U.S. is and has been going through some serious growing pains for decades. Before many of us even set foot in a voting booth.

It doesn’t feel like the end of the world this time, but that doesn’t mean things are always going to feel okay.

What I’m trying to say is that it’s okay to be afraid. It’s okay to be freaked out and concerned for the place you call home. It’s okay to have anxiety about what the next four years is going to look like for us, and especially those of us that do not fit into a very specific, very narrow box of existence.

The best thing you can do is share those fears. Lean on the communities that do accept you. Find the people that understand your concerns or are willing to hear them if they don’t. Protect your peace and stay safe, but open yourself to the people that you can trust. It might not change anything about the outcome of this election, but I promise you that it helps. A lot.

I am an inherently cynical person, so I understand the inclination to give up. To say fuck it, fuck this country that wants so badly to burn itself from the inside out. Fuck giving a shit ever again, when giving a shit has led to disappointment anyway. But I’m telling you right now, that’s exactly what they want. They want the opposition to give up. They want those of us that do not fit into that box to contort ourselves to fit, or to disappear entirely.

Merely existing in the face of oppression is rebellion. Rebellion is powerful. YOU are powerful, and you have every right to live a peaceful, joyful life. Never fucking forget that.

I’m posting the link for the Suicide and Crisis Lifeline again tonight because I want you all to know how serious I am about this. There is ALWAYS a light at the end of the tunnel. Talk to people you trust. Hold onto hope, it’s the greatest power humanity has.

It’s going to be okay.

[jinxed-games]

Breaking a long hiatus to share the ROs made in the new dragon's dogma character creator. Giving you guys screenshots with two different lighting options just cause I went ham. I'll be taking down the previous portraits in favor of these in the next few days so if you're particularly attached I recommend saving them.

In order of appearance: The Mage, Nb!Royal & F!Royal, Alistair, Maeve, Dorin, Kyrin, Keela, and The Oracle

Under the cut will be the same screenshots with warmer campfire lighting

[the-doman-oni]

| Across the Sirensong Sea |

[wexhappyxfew]

CHAPTER 17 - A WOUNDED DOG

September 6th, 1943 - 1830 Atlantic Ocean (Somewhere) Combat Photographer Mercy Codona

The boat ride across the Atlantic lasted from September the 3rd to September the 18th and was by far one of the more interesting parts of the last year. Not only was the war practically a stalemate at all fronts, but we'd been moved from camp to camp for training - you know, a change of scenery to brighten the spirits, a new mountain to run up and hope you don't die on! And so a boat ride was honest to God the best thing for the whole company - though it meant leaving home; it meant leaving America. Seeing Lady Liberty fade into nothing but sunset-bathed clouds was by far one of the strangest emotions I felt. A part of me wondered when I'd see it again - (there was that word again) home.

- Esther Armstrong, from her book, Stroke of Luck

[read the rest on AO3!]

taglist: @thoughpoppiesblow

-> if you would like to be added to the taglist, please just let me know! :D

ALSO!!! MERCY CODONA POV!! WOOT WOOT!

[lochlanratliff]

i love the subtle signaling in polling lines. the red and the blue obviously but also a bedazzled flag hat. a union shirt a liberal college shirt

[buttercatrho]

nothings going on just felt like being cringe today