#by bren

[vettelsource]

There is still a race to win. Thanks for the memories, Seb. 💚

[verkomy]

caleb widogast

you can get a print here: inprnt!

[hotmal3celebrities]

Bren Foster - Life After Fighting

[unfortunatelyevent]

this is how it looks in the inside of my brain since thrusday

[hopelessbren]

i’ve been thinking about being pregnant with leon’s baby so much recently.

constantly touching your stomach, resting his hands on the bottom go take some of the pressure off of you. leaning down to press kisses all along your swollen tummy, talking to the baby as if it could hear him.

would 100% be the type of guy to put headphones on your stomach to let the baby listen to music. claiming it’s helps develop the baby’s brain, but in reality he’s trying to train the unborn baby to get into the good music, his music. has an entire playlist dedicated to clean songs for it to listen to. and when he’s away on missions, he’d find a way to text you to as if the baby’s listened to their music yet.

he’d be running around getting anything you needed. sweating? he’s grabbing every fan from the house and an ice pack. cold? getting the fluffiest blanket he can possibly find. hungry, thirsty? constant trips to the kitchen or running out to the store to grab you anything you possibly need.

loves to lay in bed at night, with his head rested on your thigh, hand rubbing you stomach as he talks to the baby. telling it about his day, how good it’s mommy is, making sure it now’s that he loves it. “you’re real lucky she’s your mommy. gonna get all her good looks. and maybe you’ll get my hair.” and “you know i love you, always. i can’t wait to meet you.” your hand would be woven into his hair, nails gently scratching at his scalp and just watching him. eyes slowly closing from how relaxed you are, falling asleep. when he was done, or he notices you’ve fallen asleep, he’ll crawl back up on the bed, resting beside you. wrapping you up in your bedding, along with the fluffy blanket, and pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

and don’t get me stated about when you’d be having sex. just the knowledge of you being filled with him, that he’s claimed you, has his cock stiffening in his pants. always wanting to fuck you in missionary, wanting to see your swollen stomach as he pistons into you. “you love being full of me, huh?”

i need to have di leon’s baby so bad. please let me have your children 🙏

[scarrow-art]

My beloved and tragic Caleb Widogast from Critical Role's The Mighty Nein 🔥🐱

[sweetgaleria]

Commission for @jattendschaton !! I had so much fun doing this one, thank you Bren for your patience and kindness <333

[harpymin]

Exandria B, Bren and Essek

from the fic series reflections and other illusions of control by @atlasarcana extra tidbits and process gif under break :D

total time: 50ish hours (i didnt measure exactly lol)

as soon as i finished reading this series, i knew i had to draw something. i mightve gotten possessed in the process, this is the most detailed sg painting ive made in a WHILE a lot of aspects in esseks design was inspired by this piece by zmees with some of my own elements added in bren's design was mostly my own ( i have a double breasted vest i made like his thats blue :3)

[serenityfails]

☙ Inquisitor Brendolin of Clan Lavellan ❧

(remake/update of my Inquisitor's tarot design)

[cyrenights]

random headshots

[vettelsource]

“It’s not about what you leave behind; it’s about what you take with you.”

[aaronmcfocks]

A promise to a friend. Minor Spoiler vor C2

[verkomy]

professor caleb widogast

[hello-eeveev]

you wanna know what’s so funny is that we’re all like “omg Essek could NOT shut up about Caleb 🥺💕” but like. he absolutely can.

the only times Essek brought up Caleb unprompted/without relevance to the discussion at hand were gesundheit and nighttime sendings lol. of the four uses of the phrase “my partner,” one is an off-handed mention as part of a clarification (“I have not been following the Assembly’s threads; that was more my partner’s purview.”) and the last three all happen in the span of four minutes before Essek exits the episode.

the problem is that within those last four minutes, Essek hit us with

1) showing off a zemnian phrase he learned from Caleb,

2) “he is kind. and he is smart. and he is so strong,” said with such conviction and pride and love that I don’t think I’ll ever recover, and

3) leaving the crafting party to chat with Caleb before bed

which was just. a lot. it was so much and it was so good. so much concentrated shadowgast in those four minutes

this whole ship is built on layered conversations and implications and skirting the obvious (with the exception of the last two minutes of m9 reunited) so to give us four whole minutes of Essek boasting about Caleb, praising Caleb, wanting to go talk to Caleb was particularly potent

thank you Matt Mercer for my life 💕

[hopelessbren]

i can just imagine leon coming home from a long mission, dragging himself through the door. but he has that little spark of energy when he hears your little footsteps patter down the hallways to see him. the brightest smile on your face, making him grin. wrapping his arms around you as he picks you up, legs wrapped around him and all. his head buried in your hair, just smelling you.

quickly he gets you up to the bedroom, laid down on the mattress with your legs spread wide open for him. he takes his time with you, kissing down your cheek to your neck, sucking on your collarbones and making his way to your tits. hands massaging the skin as he rolls the nipples with his thumbs before taking them in his mouth. sucking on the nub as your back arches into him.

he’d whisper sweet little things against you. “missed you so much, pretty girl.” or “love how responsive my little baby is.” whenever you’d pull lightly on his hair.

kissing down your ribs and stomach, finally down to your hips. his gaze would linger from your skin up to your eyes, taking his time to properly tease you. pressing soft kisses and harsh sucks to your bone, finally moving down to your cunt.

i just know this man is a munch. sitting between your thighs for hours (he wishes), just watching how you respond to him. tongue circling your clit while his long fat fingers are deep inside you. whispering sweet nothings against your folds as he’d lick you clean. groaning at the taste of you and the soft whimpers that would leave your mouth at your overstimulated pussy. “just give me one more, sweetheart, please.” mans is begging.

specifically re6 and di leon

[buckleypng]

Posting them all together, where they belong!