#god. i love them. I LOVE THEM YOUR HONOR

[moffnat]

🌙 IRYTHILL, DAUGHTER OF THE MOON Born to a drow mother and a high-elf father, Irythill spent her early childhood in the secluded village of Sreen'aur, home to Menzoberranzan refugees, until her mother's untimely death. Her father spirited her away to Baldur's Gate where the two of them made a meager living as a musical duo. He eventually remarried, leaving Irythill with a feeling of deep loneliness that developed to sorrow as years passed. She turned to a career as a traveling bard in a desperate attempt to find what she was missing. However, after a brief but meaningful sign from the goddess Eilistraee, Irythill nurtured what little hope she had and vowed to spread kindness wherever she went, even if her efforts were futile.

[babydipper]

“How did you know how to do it?”

“Do what?”

“Stitch me up.”

“It's just sewing.”

“And the IV?”

Jazz’s mouth opens, then closes as she also closes her eyes. He lets her think about the answer, a good enough lie. “A friend had a doctor phase a few years ago. We would try to do a lot of things on fake skin before she moved on to tattooing.”

“Yeah, right.”

“I am telling the truth. Look, I had- I had a weird childhood, so sometimes I had to improvise.”

“No, I believe you,” he says, and he means it. It's so stupid she couldn't make it up. There's also a part of his still light-headed brain that can translate weird childhood and improvise into what it truly means. Maybe she has lied, but not about the thing he thought she would, and it counts for something. The wind on the roof gives him shivers. “Why would you do it?”

“Do what?”

“Help me out. It's none of your business.”

Jazz watches him attentively and there's something about it that makes his muscles tense, body fully ready to jump. She tilts her head just slightly. “We live together,” she points out as if it explains everything. As always, it doesn't. Then she bites her lip. “I- I have never had anyone to catch me if I fall. I guessed you don't have anyone like this either.”

It hits him harder than the fucking bullet last night. “You think I would catch you.”

Jazz smiles and it's full of mischief. Then, like a fucking psycho she is, she leans back out the edge of the building.

He has her arm in an iron grip before he can think about it and pulls so hard, she stumbles forward and falls onto him, laughing, bouncing back like a tennis ball. “Are you fucking insane?”

Jazz just laughs harder, her forehead on Jason's chest, her arm still firmly kept in his hand. “Now we both know you would catch me.”

“You are so full of shit,” he grumbles, but the vibration on his skin manages to calm his heart back to a rational tempo. “You could have died.” It makes her burst out into a fit of giggles. “I got shot last night, you dipshit, I wouldn't be able to jump after you.” Not to mention the lack of proper equipment.

“Sorry I needed an outlet after literally saving your ass.”

Jason closes his eyes, trying to contain the laughter, “I will push you.” The wound was on his inner thigh, not his ass, so she can fuck right off for all he cares.

“I'd like to see you try,” she bites back. “You should have this checked out, by the way. Are you even vaccinated?”

“No need to.”

“I'll drive,” she gets off him, deaf to anything he says, and starts to climb down.

Jason follows. She doesn't even know the address. “Like hell, you will.”

[egophiliac]

this is basically what happened, right?

(these guys are very lucky that everyone at NRC 1) has the combined intelligence of a sack of bricks, and 2) is easily distracted by shiny things.)

[chicknbaconranchmelt]

Hey y'all, it's been a while. Instagram is being weird about letting me opt out of AI and it seems to be simpler to do here so I'm gonna be posting my favorite pieces here for a bit to test out possibly moving my main platform to Tumblr! Anyways, here's some percabeth fanart of a scene from Chalice of the Gods hehe

[neunhofferart]

Sneak attack <3

Did you miss them? I missed them.

Cleaned up and colored an old Sammy and Yaz margin doodle to celebrate the new trailer drop!

[qu33rd0gs]

something something Ice Skating

[queenoftheantz]

HEY EVERYONE do you remember my story I'm making?? With my own little blorbos?? No?

Well let me remind you!

At a crossroads in small town Sweden, there's a hot dog stand with a unique business model: If you can guess the Vendor's name, you get your food for free! BUT. If you fail, you owe him your soul. Yes, he is the literal devil.

A mid/late 20's guy called Tobbe stumbles into the stand, and immediately decides that that is the eaxct type of guy you want to be best friends (or more) with.

Above, we see Vendor and Tobbe, the stand, one of the customers (a high school music teacher/man killing water spirit)(Näcken), and an old friend of the vendor (a local activist/guardian spirit)(Huldra).

[symphonypikachu]

"hey sy-on boy come here, i need to copy your notes from class today!"

(damian is so in love with her.)

[dyn3m1ght]

"Where have you been? Do you know if you're coming back?"

"We were too close to the stars, I never knew somebody like you, somebody,"

"Falling just as hard ; I'd rather lose somebody than use somebody"

"Maybe it's a blessing in disguise, I see my reflection in your eyes."

[robinsleeping]

Things that live rent free in my head:

[asciuto]

on the way home, I wrote a poem, you say "what a mind", this happens all the time

[proditrix-ew]

I know how to draw guys, what the hell-

so. like. the first kiss. probably, for them, tho, the second "first" kiss, because, before that, they kissed accidentally. and now Techno s just like.....uh.... doin it right, yea. because why the hell not? dream s already sittin here with techno's gold on his horns, with techno's clothes and so on. why not kiss?

[emkini]

Working on a c!beeduo animatic in the year of our lord 2024. Have some frames

[wraith-caller]

they're both on the marginalized cult victim to fanatic pipeline but only one is a Girlboss™

[shiloriin]

And when you kiss my wounds,

I don’t feel as unworthy

of you.

[softcenteregg]

-faith & reverence-