#I'm a real adult now

[binibinitofu]

lol i just got married

#i'm a real adult now #personal

[mypartnersaysimcute]

The fact that I was 17 when I started this blog and I turn 21 in two days and so much has changed, but I still exist in this little space

#I have no way to conclude the post but yah I have emotions #Requests still closed sorry but I hope over spring I'll be able to open them again #I graduate in a few months #I'm a real adult now #It's too much I can't cope #Liam talks

[wilteddreamsofbaldursgate]

Overindulgent father Astarion who tells his children they’re allergic to any kind of jewellery that isn’t made of the highest grade Dwarven crafted gold. 

It’s not even because Astarion might have a certain aversion to silver, no, he just raises his children to have standards, thank you very much. 

And it doesn’t end with shiny things, oh no… 

The Ancunín brood is known to be dressed in perfectly woven cotton, silk and soft leather clothes, no matter the occasion.

They’re seen playing with expensive toys, reading artfully illustrated books that certainly belong behind thick glass, not in children’s sticky hands. 

There’s even talk that one of the children is not as naturally inclined to music as his parents claim him to be, surely his lyre must be enchanted—the instrument certainly looks extravagant enough! 

And then there’s always this air of effortless haughtiness surrounding the Ancunín children whenever their nannies and servants are parading them through town as if they were perfect little dolls; objects to show off the wealth their parents acquired in quite the mysterious ways. 

So, it’s no secret that Astarion and Tav are pampering their children—some might say they’re even spoiling them rotten. 

And maybe they are, especially Astarion.

But he doesn’t see why he should raise them any other way, nor does he want to.  

When it comes to his children, Astarion has his own standards, and as long as Tav agrees with him nothing really matters. 

Because, these people, they don’t know anything about the Ancuníns. 

They don’t know that it’s not unusual for Astarion to wash out dirt and mud and strawberry stains from comically small finery, leaving behind only the memories of a day spent playing in the garden, chasing after ducks, picking flowers, lazing in the sun…

That any holes and tears the children’s clothes might suffer are quickly mended, making them look as good as new in no time. 

Nor do they know that Astarion doesn’t mind fashioning a brand new dress to match that of a favourite doll, either. Or to embroider a pretty vest with the likeness of that stray cat the children seem to adore, although their father would rather they don’t touch the mangy animal. 

No, those people know nothing at all...

“Not tired!” Astarion’s youngest cries; the vehement denial of her father’s earlier accusation is cut short by a telltale yawn.

The room still smells of fragrant lavender oil and peaches even when the bath water has already grown tepid, just one or two degrees above what Astarion would consider too cold to be enjoyable. 

Amused, he raises an eyebrow at the protesting toddler before he lifts her out of the copper bathtub with little effort. 

By now, he knows every step of this game.

“Tut-tut, my dear child, what did mama and I say?” Astarion kneels, quickly wrapping a soft towel around the child to keep her warm. “We only tell lies outside of this house.”

Unfazed by her father’s gentle scolding, the girl crosses her arms that haven’t yet lost their puppy fat across her chest, reminding Astarion a little too much of a very displeased Tav. 

Suppressing a sigh, he leans back to consider the pouting child, wondering what could possibly be upsetting her this time—the list is growing longer by the day, after all. 

“What’s the matter, dear?” Astarion asks gently, hoping it’s something easily fixable as it’s growing rather late. 

“Want apple!”

Decades ago, Astarion might’ve rolled his eyes—he knows exactly which stupid apple the child wants, it’s been haunting him all day—but once he started to treat his children’s problems as if they were his own, his life has grown somewhat easier. 

“Why, let’s get an apple on our way to bed, then. Would that be alright, Your Highness?” 

The girl promptly nods her head, allowing Astarion to pat her hair dry before dressing her in a clean night dress. 

She rests her cheek against her father’s shoulder as he carries her first to the kitchen to grab a fragrant apple and a knife, then to her bedroom where they settle on the cosy window seat, just like they do every night.

Soft moonlight is pouring through the windows; the child giggles at the way the knife’s blade is catching the silver light as Astarion peels and cuts the apple into even pieces.

“Here you go,” he finally says, giving the slice of apple one last examining look before surrendering it to the impatient little hands reaching for it. “A sweet treat for my little sweet. Doesn’t it taste so much better when we don’t eat it off the floor, darling?” And when it’s not crawling with ants…

The appeased toddler nibbles at the juicy fruit as Astarion carefully combs through her still-damp curls. 

Her hair’s getting long, he notices, knowing that taking care of it will become more time-consuming each day. 

Once, Astarion would’ve thought this task tedious, brushing out hair that’s not his own, oiling and braiding it for no other reason than knowing his children enjoy him doing it. 

But that’s why he loves doing it in the first place, he supposes.

Astarion can tell by his toddler’s heartbeat that sleep is about to claim her. 

The half-eaten slice of apple is still clutched in her little fist as he cradles the child to his chest, slowly rising from the window seat to put her to bed. 

He’s just about to lay the child down that the fruit drops to the floor, his daughter’s tiny hand clutching at his shirt instead.

“Thank you, papa,” she mumbles, more asleep than awake.

Astarion pauses.

He breathes in the clean, yet unique scent of the little girl that is forever engraved in his brain, the same way he knows under which exact constellation she was born. When she took her first steps, what her first word was. Soon, he will have to memorise her favourite colour, and what she likes to eat when dirty apples won’t be that appealing anymore. 

By now, Astarion knows this game by heart, knows that with every year that passes, he has something new to learn about his children.

And sometimes he wonders what it’s like to grow up with clean bed sheets and full bellies. Sleep filled with naught but warmth and happy memories. Ever open doors and tears that are dried by tender kisses. Living in a house where mistakes and anger are welcomed, safe. 

He wonders what it’s like for his children to know that their father’s love comes without conditions. Not now and not ever. 

Sitting down on the bed, Astarion holds his youngest a little closer to his chest, unwilling to let go of her, yet. 

He’s often accused of spoiling his children when most people can only just grasp the very surface of his love for them, the bare minimum of what he feels for his one and only, precious family. 

These baseless accusations are as unimportant to Astarion as the people voicing them.

He’s raising his children to have standards, wants them to take their father’s love for granted, to accept nothing less but pure devotion.

It’s the only way Astarion knows how to love them, the only way that comes most naturally to him. 

Astarion looks down at his little girl, now fast asleep, a gentle smile tugging at her lips. 

After all these years—all these children—he’s still in awe watching them sleep in his arms as if no harm in the world could ever befall them.

And it won’t—not if Astarion can help it. 

“No, thank you, my heart,” he whispers, pressing a kiss against the crown of the toddler’s head. 

When it comes to his children, Astarion holds himself to the highest standard.

#astarion #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #dadstarion #astarion x tav #astarion headcanons #astarion x f!tav #baldur's gate astarion #astarion ancunin #to the best worst dad #astarion father of the year every year #emicha writes #idk how this turned out this long #I just put my daddy issues to work #I'm thinking about writing more casual one shot length pieces like this more often though #btw anyone else who only got real gold jewellery as a child? #having a grandma who told them fake jewellery isn't good for your skin? #and now that you're an adult you're left with a certain standard for jewellery but no money to actually pay for it? #because that's really funny ha! #I'll sleep better knowing the ancunin brood will just steal their jewellery even when they're not destitute

[annabelle--cane]

tumblr posts love to say stuff like "this is exactly how all young people are today: [a bunch of stuff that is only true for my specific socioeconomic bracket in my county of my state in the US and I'm also probably ignoring the good 30% of kids in my town who aren't like this]"

#granted I'm now a Young Adult instead of a Teen and I'm sure only-using-phonesitis is a real problem in some spaces #but the freshman (18 and 19 y/os) at my college pretty much all come in knowing how to use a laptop #marina marvels at life

[onlinehorseproblems]

trying to figure out how to put "carol and the end of the world isn't about the ending of the world but it is but it ISNT but-" into words

#carol and the end of the world #adult animation #carol kohl #it's about community #and it's about now #but also not #AUGHGHHH #AHHHHHHHGGHHHH #bangs heads into smash i can't figure out how to say it #loneliness is so real and how once it's starts you get trapped in it #i saw someone say this show is pro work and NOOO ITS NOT ITS NOT ABOUT THAT #people yearn for normalcy #carol at the end of the 10 shows that she didn't want to go to work and have a job #but the creation of a reason to be together #happy hour #fhe office created a place for people to go #have simple #normal average conversations #tbh i'm pretty sure this is kinda about late stage capitalism and community but i don't have the words

[cassianandfenrysaremyboyos]

Not Ruhn moving out of the frat house into his own adult house lmao

#end of era #but I'm so proud of him being a real adult now haha #ruhn danaan #lidia cervos #ruhnlidia #hofas #house of flame and shadow #crescent city #hofas spoilers #lisa reads hofas

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

He's a Beautiful Butterfly!

#tgcf #hua cheng #xie lian #In a moment of perfect seridipity; this was on the same page as my forgotten pahknohk redraw. #Butterfly creature hua cheng is one of my favourite doodles to do when I'm sitting around waiting for something or in a long meeting #They are all very silly and he is always having a good time. As he should be. #'OP Why?' I am once again putting it out in the universe that all the poorly drawn characters are 3-7 cm tall. They are all creatures. #If you wanna see pretty; ask to see San Lang. He's just the normaliest guy ever! #Hua Cheng in particular deserves to be a lot more monstrous and uncanny. Love me some uncanny HC designs #I also do want to reflect on the fact that initially I was like 'Dang his esteem is so low - he should be genuinely monstrous.' #then i realized 'oh god he's just like me for real (grew up ugly and unwanted and now can't reconcile with being Not That as an adult)'. #Growing up pretty privilege is not doubting what the hell people mean by complementing you. Why are you lying. What do you want. #Shout out to all of us insecure creatures. We'll get there eventually <3

[ununquadius]

Ron: I killed a spider! I didn't even panic! I just killed it!

Draco: Congratulations, Weasley, you're finally an adult

Ron: Didn't you scream like a little child yesterday because you saw a very scary shadow?

Draco: Potter, control your Wheezy!

#harry potter #draco malfoy #drarry #harry x draco #ron weasley #The first part is inspired by a real conversation. Apparently I'm an adult now #Finally 😂

[screwpinecaprice]

In the city!

Commission for  missyuniverse_ for her fanfic at Wattpad! ( account: Kittens_escapism or juanitasuniverse ) 😊😊😊

#connverse #Connie Maheswaran #Steven Quartz Universe #SU #Those guys I googled for references of the peeps in the background #also random references for the building and such #I used a gaussian blur to blur the background and I'm thinking now I might or should find a different way to blur my background. 🤔 #It was an odd experience drawing his vest because I used a real life reference at first and it looked so off. Then I used a drawing referenc #e and it instantly fixed it? So. like. I don't always trust real life reference after that. #I'm crying I really really wish I'll learn to draw facial hair some day. #I mean the client described that he only unintentionally grew stubbles because he got busy with something. but still #Why is my laptop already laggy I already restarted this and Nothing else but Chrome and Medibang is opened. -_- #I took so long to do the background. lol but I'd rather it stay blurred because of how it turned out. #Trust me it looked way bettered blurred. haha #Sorry.. Connie is suppose to be wearing her hair in a cute high ponytail with a small braid added little star accessories. #I'm not sure but I'm hoping the ponytail is still discernable #adult connverse #Okay I did spend this way too long in general but it was still fun drawing it #my shiz #commissioned work

[lostmykeysie]

so i disappeared for three months because i was going through a divorce!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! my muse up and left me!!!!! i was left with our two kids, the missing link and two knights defence, not to mention our eldest, the horcrux hunt, who despite being complete still needs some help. it was overwhelming and it came out of nowhere and i've now sworn off women, but if you know any hot sexy singles in the area to help me take my mind off it, please send them in my direction and i will make an exception, or possibly many many exceptions, because i love women

in other news, i just posted the final chapter of the missing link

#chimaera & the wolf #the missing link #complete #i'm in shock i can't believe it's finished #except for the two epilogues but they don't officially count #sorry this is three months late lol #i literally haven't written before last week since i last updated #the divorce was real #also i am so behind on messges i am sorry if i have ignored you bear with me #there's a bear with me! #also tumblr got ugly whilst i was away??? wtf is that about #there's probably a million things i've forgotten but #that's a problem for future me #just wanted to celebrate that this is finished my baby is 18 #a legal adult #now i can send them to go buy me fags

[cinnamon-phrog]

I feel too sick to sleep right now, everything's' too cold or too hot and I can't even breathe without thinking I'm gonna throw up

#it's because i've been drinking diluted juice #i swear the shit they put in that makes me delirious with fever #ughhhh so sick wish a nice big strong mechanoid could help me rn :( real shame #gonna drink water till the middle of the night. there goes my plans for a better nights' sleep :< #i do genuinely feel awful and i have been feeling so for a while and it's all my own doing. not eating healthy. stressing out and barely- #-sleeping. i have stretch marks from losing weight and circles under my eyes. everything's fuzzy. i keep forgetting basic things. #i'm worried about my future. i'm too disabled to function with a job but not disabled 'enough' just because i can speak 'clearly' #i've got no irl friends or family to fall back on. i can only travel so far and i get meltdowns far easier now #months ago i was treated like a pet. now i'm an adult before i ever got to be a child. #i want to be held. be loved without even having to say a word to each other. not even by an f//o but by someone who'll be willing to love m #but all i am now is sick and hungry and hot and cold and tired and awake. #i can't imagine how much worse it is for other people though. i've seen awful images and they're not even a taste of how terrible it is #i worry i won't be able to afford food in the future. or have a stable flat or apartment. that social services will let me down again #this year was meant to be a break but i'm constantly worrying about the time i become 18. my autism and lack of any social life- #will impact me and i'll be fucked over easier than ever. and that happens often #college brought me panic attacks where i'd physically harm myself till i got migraines in front of people and they didn't bat an eye #i could be kicking and screaming and begging for help but they'll just ignore me or infantilise me

[formerheroeswhoquittoolate]

reread charles soule's daredevil run and I am thinking AGAIN about sam and this fucking line:

"three, mr. murdock. that's the number I came up with. I would have let three of those people die to save my eyes from muse."

and jesus christ. he's like nineteen. he's nineteen years old and he's weighing everything his mother taught him (we look out for ourselves, because who else will?) and everything daredevil taught him (don't die, don't let anyone else die, but at some point you're going to have to choose) and trying to figure out where they intersect.

and he comes up with an answer. the answer is three.

and daredevil? matt murdock? he would give up his eyes to save anyone, ever, in a heartbeat. he exists to sacrifice. he saves others by sacrificing. (it's a very audacious jesus parallel, in some ways, and some authors are more hamfisted about it than others) hell, the whole reason he's blind is because he pushed someone else out of the way of that truck.

matt gave up his eyes to save one person. sam would have let three people die to keep his.

and it's fascinating to me because these characters are basically perfect foils (oops literary analysis sidequest unlocked) like. matt is a hero because his ideals and his virtues will not let him be anything else. he's tried not being daredevil and it makes him feel guilty. he wants to help people because he feels like a piece of shit when he doesn't. but sam? sam saw the shit going on in his community and he built an invisibility suit to fight it. despite his mom trying to convince him that he didn't need to be a hero. he chose it. he chose it over her. and then he went the fuck back and chose it again. stick was like "here's a sword, guard this cave in the middle of nowhere in japan" and sam was like yeah sure. I'll vibe in the wilderness in a tent for an indeterminate amount of time.

he got his eyes back (kind of) and he's still doing this.

#actually sam and matt are such good foils on multiple levels #matthew “law school” murdock and samuel “homebrew invisibility” chung“ #father and brother vs sister and mother #matt isn't disillusioned but daredevil is and it's the opposite for sam and blindspot #matt is Catholic™ and sam was in a cult #<- also building off this one #their moms being a part of the religious structure that inspired them to be a hero #(albeit for very different reasons) #matt's depression and sam's young adult tendency to Feel Everything Viciously #this literary analysis sidequest is getting out of hand #I'm gonna stop now I need to go to bed #matt murdock #daredevil #sam chung #blindspot #I got Real Carried Away here but it's okay

[artekai]

i can be your angle or yuor devil. do you see my vision

#persona 5 #persona 5 strikers #p5s #kuon ichinose #p5s spoilers #deni's art #deni's stuff #image #please please please tell me you see my vision. #me as a depressed teenager if we're being real. even still now as a depressed adult #do you get what i'm saying

[vermillioncrown]

back to our regularly scheduled program--korvin and tim as they are in tpac ch 9, actual height difference

dick is trying to get a photo of them for alfred

dick: korv. please smile normally. i know you can

korvin: 😬 x10

#this is his first time with real braces and adult invisaligns don't count #verm scribbles #on tpac #tpac.jpeg #young tim is still trying to figure out a haircut and can't commit to full sk8rboi #and he's still too awk to make the center-part-bowlcut-fade work out #right now dick is the one cutting korvin's hair and korvin's too 😶 about saying anything #he'll stop tolerating it soon lol #look at them. don't you trust them to not set your apartment on fire? #don't you trust them to keep the security deposit? #(i have more doodles of them older but saving it for later) #(getting all of this out of my system before i gotta catch up on work once i'm well-well) #timmerson

[sisterdivinium]

"We can't kill this woman, she's astounding" -- I couldn't agree more with what was said of Sylvia by Mr Hayter himself after the revelation that they were going to kill Superion off. Wow.

Then again, this ties in with one of the many things I eventually want to talk about concerning what the show did or didn't do with its older cast and it's very interesting to see that... The older characters really were in peril and escaped death thanks to decisions made in the writers' room later on, mostly because they liked the actors so much. Narratively speaking, within the genre, it was very likely we'd see them go and these comments by one of the writers confirm it.

Good thing the show really didn't care about sticking to the conventional!

#i'm listening to the interview now. i wasn't going to but i got curious #kind of surprised anyone would think vincent's mother tattoo would be about superion rather than -- you know -- his actual mother #(or the theotokos of course. there's a virgin mary in there too if i recall the design) #a super traditional tattoo even the toughest tough men out there irl have but lol i suppose shippers will bend things to suit their purpose #anyway. i'm kind of shocked they were going to kill suzanne for real lol #i said this once and i'll say it again but they would have lost me if they had. i was ready to drop the show then and there i swear #i really need to get around to this essay. it's been on standby for months. months! but there are others to write before the adults one #and then there's fic and aaaaaaahhhhhh life is too short!!! #silly blabbering

[fisheito]

Imagine you have to set up yakumo's enclosure for the next couple months. How do you set it up and what do you put in there?

oh NO.! THE PROPPHECY HAS BEenm FUFILLED

i am standing in my room, leggies rooted to the floor. i am in shock .frozen and i have no idea how to proceed. there is a perpetual pathetically sobbing serpent under my blankie.

#stares at the camera and stage whispers #i can't be responsible for another living creature. i can't. or . er. i can. but I SHOULDN'T #i'll have to suppress every violent urge in my body to keep this thing alive for several months #i CANNOT fling him out the window. i WILL NOT grab his entire face and squeeze. I SHALL NOT chew on his tail. #now i'm reminded of that post where it's a pretty princess cage on the floor and comments go [that aint big enough for a dog] #and OP is all [it's not FOR a dog 😀] #yeah. that's me right now imagining a full grown yakumo in a cage by my bedside #SO FOR EASE OF MY IMAGINATION AND TO increase yaku's chance of surviving these next months #i'm going to try real hard to imagine him exclusively in pocket snake form (scrunches up my face in valiant effort) #his enclosure (crib?!?!) is flanked on all sides by eiden plushies #since yaku is an adult there is a smaller chance of him suffocating on eiden in his sleep. wait. actually #arranges the eiden walls to give some pockets of air. i don't trust him. he WILL suffocate on eiden given the opportunity #he gets one of those tiny dollhouse cooking sets for enrichment LOL #or i'll give him a bunch of those make-your-own gummy kits with elaborate setups and tiny egg gummies #crying yaku is the excuse i need to finally get a humidifier #i can survive not misting myself.. usually... but yaku will cry himself into dehydration. it's misting time #he gets an entire alcove closed off in the corner with his basic needs met. i cannot perceive #he can lurk in privacy as much as he wants. there are at least TWO hot rocks in there with garukaru's faces painted on em #there is a duplicate open-space alcove next to it for when he actually wants something from me LOL #is he a free range snake? can i take him to a bunch of restaurants and shove food into my sleeve for him? he wants to sample the delights.. #tempted to put a bell on him just so if he gets loose in the basement i'll know to fish him out #but he's pretty cautious... he won't get into any fatal situations in the house right? ...does he know how to swim?! #at least one day is reserved for testing yaku's swimming capabilities. #he is going into the bathtub while it has a film of water. gonna test his traction. i hope i won't get panic-strangled #asks