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[soulsearchingsstuff]

Беше време, когато всичко гаснеше, а аз исках да грея, време когато всички мълчаха, а аз исках да пея! Нямаше празно място семки нямах, исках да сея. Как успях от всички бутилки празната да разлея? Тъжни истории слушах да мога да се посмея, бях решил да бъда нормален, преди да полудея! Виках с години злия дух, дойде добрата фея. Тръгвах прекалено рано да мога да закъснея!

Bisolini - Втори шанс

[animunitee]

Don't we all just wanna see Crowl E and AzEVAphale holding hands at the end?

And M-Oriel for good measure, can't leave them out ~

Good Omens Study Club movie poster art!

At first I thought making this crossover would be very hard, but turns out it was super fun! Especially putting in all the easter eggs.

[bu99erfly]

RED VELVET COSMIC: Midnight sun - When the stars align

[meruz]

some bgs from today's craig ep, The Slumber Party! it was fun to do some of the designs for eliza's house but honestly I feel like paint rly elevated these so be sure to watch the ep to see everything put together!

[yesokayiknow]

kamala: i am in love with you

carol: ugh fine. i'll be your dad

kamala: no that's not what

carol: let's go toss a football around and then watch a pg-13 movie

kamala: ......i'd like that yes

[cupcek]

🐾 Sua companhia me faz

Querer viver mais um dia ཆི❤︎ཆྀ ⠀

[shmorkie]

hell yeah

[i3ujeon]

𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 & 𝗳𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 !

(bios for you to use on Instagram or another social network.)

• 𝖨𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝖿 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝟏𝟎 𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝚘𝚛 𝟏𝟎 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨. 𝗪𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴. '💣

• 𝐍𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗲. 

• 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝕭𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖙 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖔𝖋. 𝕾uper human.

 

🗯 FΛƧƬ ΛПD FЦЯIӨЦƧ

[thedustyleaves]

Sometimes I like to go back and look at the first piece I did with my oc's back in 2019, where I was like "alright, I'll try to draw a proper background" and then compare it to now. Man I'm glad I gave it a go and didn't give up.

[colormush]

[mare-noctis-studios]

Ambrosia

Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3 Pairing: Astarion x You (gn terms) CW: Blood drinking, Vampirism, Allusions to Sex

Astarion is a True Vampire and decides he is allowed to have the things he wants for eternity

“You look so lovely like this darling. So… obedient. Maybe I should keep you like this. My spawn. Mine for eternity.”

You begin to protest, but the words died unspoken on your lips as a wave of thought washed through you. It wrapped around your brain with a comforting warmth. It was so nice to just give in. Astarion’s eyes glowed in the firelight, warm as the blood that thrums through your heart, and a fond smile graced his lips.

It was an odd feeling. Your brain was still your own, your own thoughts and beliefs, and yet at a simple command the desire to obey overpowers all else.

Your eyes speak the words your lips cannot, and the smile grows wider - revealing pointed fangs stained red.

“You now see why a vampire hardly converts his spawn. The power you have over one, to make them obey to your every whim. Your puppet, to do with as you please” The downturn of his lips betrayed his own memories, the sour taste of panic in your throat as he continued to burn holes with his gaze. You feel the tadpole squirm in your brain, lashing out at the control with its own desire to dominate. Leaning into that feeling you let authority wash over as your minds touched briefly, a gentle caress as you wrapped one of his silver curls around you finger, delight shining deep in his eyes like the glimmer of coin in a well.

“You never needed to prove your torment to me Astarion” you say softly, letting the illithid power battle the vampire domination as you fall to your knees, face upturned to bare your soul. “I trust you.”

A hand reaches out, cold and pale to brush over your cheek, thumb brushing the plump of your lower lip as you graze the pad of his finger.

Something akin to childlike wonder crept across Astarion’s face as he lifted your top lip gently to reveal what would become fangs, sinking slowly to his knees as hands roamed your neck and chest.

“By the Nine Hells, I do not deserve something as good as you” he whispered, pulling the strings of your shirt undone so he could rid you of the fabric. You followed suit, gently pulling the ruffle up so that his bare chest was mere inches away from yours, letting your hands explore the poem carved across his back.

“You may not deserve me,” you breathe, ghosting your lips in featherlight kisses across his jaw, teasing the skin at the hinge as his hands tangle in your hair. “But you have me all the same.”

Astarion pulled back for a moment, studying the slowly drying blood trails from the wound on your neck with keen interest. He brought stained fingers to his nose and sighed, tenderly licking the remnants away.

“I am going to miss this, dear. You as my sole sustenance, the very reason I continue my existence in this realm. You taste exquisite, my love, and it is a shame that such delicacy is to be lost forever.”

You smile at that, tilting your head as you let a playful tone stretch out between your shared minds. “Yes, I will be disappointing my other dinner guests it seems. Maybe I should back out while I can?”

A lance of poisonous anger pierced your mind, but it only made you laugh. Your beautiful, exquisite, possessive partner.

“Not that I offered my neck to anyone.” You let your smile slip into something more sensual, running your hands up his side until they came to rest at his jaw, pulling him forward in a near kiss. “Only you Astarion. It has only every been you.”

Your breath mingles in the moment as you tease his bottom lip between your teeth, biting just hard enough to indent skin. A promise of what’s to come. His hands tighten in the roots of your hair as he bares his neck with a groan, eyes falling closed as shifts even closer. You take a moment to pull him fully into your lap, guiding long legs around your waist, as desire flares white hot in your veins. Desire to consume, to devour the sinful being at your mercy. Astarion melted slightly in your hold, pressing open mouthed kisses to your temple.

“Feed, my love” he panted, pressing his chest tight to yours as shivers of anticipation overtook him. “Indulge yourself, for we may enjoy these proclivities for an eternity hereafter.”

You smile, nosing gently over the faint puncture marks from Cazador. “An eternity you say?” Anticipation thrums through your heart as you pull Astarion into a searing kiss. “I could think of nothing more delightful” you whisper, teeth grazing gently at the raised scars on his throat. You feel Astarion swallow once, twice, and with one final tug closer you bite.

Iron fills your senses as blood rushes forth, cool like water from a mountain spring, and you crave. Hands tightening in Astarion’s hair you draw his head to the side exposing his neck even more, hungrily drinking from the veritable fountain as blood settled deep and comforting within your body. You feel Astarion’s body shaking in your lap as you register the soft groans of delight coming from the throat under your tongue. Power blooms within you, the tadpole squirming in delight as you feel the tendrils of vampiric touch so familiar from Astarion’s own mind begin to take root, branching out and wrapping themselves around the fibre of your very being. Blood trickles out of your mouth and down your neck but its pales in comparison to the explosion of taste across your tongue.

Never had you thought blood would taste anything other than the metallic tang you had experienced in your own life’s injuries, but here you are. Astarion once described your taste as something akin to a fine wine - razor sharp yet delicate enough for most uses – however fine did not do him justice.

Astarion was exquisite. Cool and full-bodied, he tasted of sweet nectar and crisp air on a winter’s night, and you were an addict. Blood poured down your throat as Astarion strained a moan into your hair, his own excitement settling against your stomach, and you begin the monumental effort of slaking your thirst. Lapping at the wounds until they no longer flowed freely you met him halfway in a passionate kiss, the blood of you both mingling on your tongue in a way that overshadowed any pairing you had tasted before.

Alone, Astarion was exquisite. Together? Not even the finest ambrosia from the gods could hold a candle to the tase of you.

Astarion seemed eager to rid the last vestiges of clothes between you, and you hastily followed – not caring for the blood you two smeared on each other in the process – and soon you found yourself with Astarion’s legs around your waist and your mouth leaving a patina of love-bites across his chest. With every bite you feel your canines sharpening, until every bruise was accompanied by small punctures, each one driving your lover further and further over the edge into ecstasy.

Soon you were collapsing beside him, nose pressed into the open wound at his neck, his hands tracing lines from your own bite wound down to your heart. Even now, mere hours after your conversion, you feel your chest grow still – no longer needing to breathe – and the warmth of the fire more noticeable in your embrace.

“Thank you” you murmur, tongue gently cleaning the dried blood trail.

Astarion made a noise of contented pleasure, letting you continue your ministrations with the languid grace of a sated predator. “You trusted me to let you convert fully” he mused, seemingly to the empty air above your head but you smiled all the same, pressing a final kiss to the bite wound on his neck.

“Of course,” you say simply, propping up on one elbow to look at him fully. “I trusted that your desire for me would outweigh any tyrannical ideas you might have upon gaining a spawn of your own.” Your knowing smile was met with a mildly sheepish look, so you lean down to kiss it away. “Now, as you say, I can enjoy the machinations of your desire for eternity.”

Maybe I will continue this, or similar stories with the other companions as I get inspired. Let me know what you think Thanks for reading! K

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[twisting-in-wonderland]

the presumed problem Lilia vs the Actual problem Jade....

(inedible food vs poisoned food... battle of the ages...

who'd you pick to cook for you,,,?)

[hdra77]

a little wip for some scenery study ft. me and my friend's ocs hoo boy this is going to be a big one to work with ! :D i was this close on leaving them green and leaving that bg sketch as is LMAO ocs featured: (left)delighted jingling (my friend's oc) (right)dystopian arbitrary endless possibilities (mine!)

[yangjeongin]

HYUNJIN ESQUIRE INTERVIEW

[mudzdale]

whatcha thinkin booouuuuttt

[killingmuse]

beyond good and evil jade posting 👹👍