#ic. thread.

[theautumnpicker]

@mystraguideme

It's his, by any rights. They'd taken an awfully long detour to find the book in the first place, and then it had been Astarion himself who had been sent to collect it, to carefully sever the connection between the pressure plate and the statues around it. Yet for all his effort— not to mention his very polite request— it was Gale who was rewarded with the treasure. And for what? It's undoubtedly just another bauble to him, the ravenous, power-mad fool.

Not that Astarion can really fault his ambition.

Of course, he showed no outward sign of his irritation. That wouldn't win him any points with their leader. Besides, he still had options. He meant to wait until they were at camp and swipe the thing while the others were eating. He even pitched his tent next to Gale's that night, watching the wizard closely as he set up all his worldly goods. Yet Gale seemed to keep the book with him, as if it were a bit of light reading he wanted to settle down with on a full belly.

So, giving up on his first plan, Asterion joined the group at supper after all, smiling and joking to disguise his poor appetite for the sort of food they have to offer. He went to bed directly afterwards, but he can't sleep, whether or not he wants to. Thoughts of the book invade his mind, almost calling out to him with the power it has to offer him. There has to be something in the pages of that tome that he can use against Cazador, or even just use for himself. Something to make his condition permanent, beyond the grace of these damned tadpoles that everyone else seems in such a rush to remove. He imagines returning home to his old master, telling him what he'd discovered and promising to share the secret— for surely even Cazador would envy his power now— only to watch him burn and writhe in the sun.

That does it. He is getting that damned book.

Astarion sits up and raises the flap of his tent, peering out and seeing to his satisfaction that all the others are asleep, or at the very least in their little beds, oblivious to all the world. He half crawls outside, keeping low to the ground in a prowl, as he steals over to Gale's tent and listens outside, ceasing to breathe as he listens for the sounds of the wizard's own breathing inside. He feels hungry suddenly, but whether he hungers for the knowledge close at hand or for the blood he can smell under Gale's skin as he stalks his quarry is hard to say.

The hunger makes him impatient. Astarion doesn't wait until he can hear that breathing slow, until he's sure Gale is fast asleep. Instead, he enters quickly and quietly, not even looking at the wizard at first as he scans the entirety of his surroundings in rapid search for his heart's desire. Even if the book remains on Gale's person now, Astarion fully intends to take it for his own.

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[this-is-krikkit]

people introducing victor: this is serial gold medal winner, olympic champion, figure skating God and living legend Victor Nikiforov victor, introducing himself: hi, i'm Yuuri Katsuki's fiancé!!!

#yuri on ice #yoi #yuri!!! on ice #victor nikiforov #yoi incorrect quotes #victuuri #yuuri katuski #victor x yuuri #find a more kenlike fiancé i'll wait #he's the biggest yuuri fanboy ok #(minami tried to claim the title once... it wasn't pretty) #(the thread is still pinned on victor's twitter page) #source: tumblr

[arom-antix]

The brainrot has momentarily concluded

#on to another piece of brainrot #but i adored working on this #everything just worked #and the hair #i dont think ive ever enjoyed working on hair that much #and im always a sucker for dramatic lighting and viktor deserves to be dramatic #i would like to personally thank viktor for canonically having long hair #its so pretty #flaunt those silver threads darling you deserve it #arom antix art #my art #art #yuri on ice #yoi #yuri on ice fanart #yoi fanart #viktor nikiforov #digital art #victor nikiforov #arom antix

[sheliesshattered]

#lol #valar morghulis #valar dohaeris #Hello My Baby #A Song of Ice and Fire #ASOIAF #Game of Thrones #GoT #House of the Dragon #HotD #High Valyrian #conlangs #funny #I was looking up Reddit threads with people talking about the DuoLingo High Valyrian course #and I came across this absolute gem #I cannot believe how well it scans #I will be singing this for _days_

[zcrayas]

Rya had never seen an Omen before. Not in a sense of being aware what they were, what was their place in the society. During her journeys she had briefly noted the wandering huge creatures, thinking no less of them than any other - could they hail from other lands?

For Lady Tanith, indulged in blasphemy against the ruling order, had chosen to shelter Rya, even from the terrors occurring even behind the manor walls, even from Rya's very origin. Refusing to taint the pure heart, a rarity among their kin.

Even though she hadn't been lied about the cruelty of the lands, the cruelty executed on unfortunate beings by her home family - the serpent herself, wasn't taught to despise or shun. And she knew too well, what hate and fear could bloom in others.

Outside, where serpents were non-existent, she was feared. Thus, choosing willingly to disguise herself in more accepted form, even though holding pride for her true image. And she chose to hide, only to spare the insults and unwanted attention.

Ryaalways believed in the good of the heart upon approaching anyone. Tarnished, the champions lady Tanith requested her to find, and other wanderers. Considering just how peaceful the stranger seemed, she hesitated none.

" The tree. I saw you gaze it so longingly. Indeed, how the leaves dance in the air... how long they maintain that glow even on the ground. " The young noble mused in slight distance, pointing up at the tall looming vision - almost dream like. " I couldn't just ignore that." || @fellomenking ❤' d!

#fellomenking #♕*.ic #♕*.threads #♕*.v. set on the journey #|| she thinks he is some wandering old man #|| if she was related to Rykard / Serpent - they could be related in very distant sense xD

[dramatisperscnae]

@thecreativeforge from here bc tumblr is dumb

Breathe. He had to breathe. Nothing had happened, they were fine, just breathe, Grayson. And try not to think about how Roy's hand had felt, there in the small of his back. How it might have felt if it had landed a few inches lower.

The hand on his shoulder made him jump, though he didn't pull away; instead his own hand came up to hold it there as he looked over at Roy, hoping the flush on his cheeks had faded a little even as he found some comfort in the fact that Roy's hadn't. At least Dick wasn't the only one suddenly feeling awkward right now.

He managed a wry grin at the teasing, giving Roy's hand a squeeze but still not letting go. "I'd…call it a tie. Would've been my win if that old brownstone had still been here." He was trying to tease back, but as Roy glanced over and blue eyes met green any further comments died on Dick's lips. His heart was still pounding, albeit a little softer than it had been a few seconds ago, though he wasn't afraid; behind the uncertainty in his eyes absolute trust was shining through.

#thecreativeforge #dick ic #dick verse: gone solo #dick thread: fallen bird #[but still ask him if you can kiss him roy i dare you XD]

[reginrokkr]

Footprints are left in their wake one by one on the blanket of snow, step by step as Dáinsleif treads the grounds of unknown lands. No sight of humankind nor of any shape or form of any civilization left behind or human activity whatsoever. Only monsters he hasn't seen before, while they are reminiscent of Abyss-affiliated fiends judging by the powers they draw and sometimes the anthropomorphic form they have. As star beasts in Teyvat, these are no laughing matter nor deserve to let one's guard down no matter how skilled one may be.

The sheer cold and snow that never seems to melt begets curiosity within the seraph's mind, ever wondering about the ecosystem of this world and if that is the reason why there is no human life here— or perhaps there may be none at all to be had if humans don't exist in this place. Dáinsleif is cognizant of the fact that inhospitable lands can be incompatible with other forms of life, too.

Not long before he decides to rest does he see from afar metallic fences and machinery that he opts for walking some more and have a look, albeit never intruding into territory he doesn't know. Whoever or whatever created this, he cannot be sure whether they will act kindly within his presence. Where creations lay so must loom nearby their creators and ere long does Dáinsleif find out that said creators are humans. Good, so long as mankind exists in this star, so his possibilities to learn about this vast universe will increase.

Rubescent lips part to heave a content sigh for such pleasant discovery and so Dáinsleif turns on his heels to leave. His aching muscles beg for rest, so does his mind after an undetermined amount of time walking and seeing little more than a vast albor ocean of snow. Somewhere discreet where he cannot be found yet not too far from the settlement is the chosen location to rest until a fox's cry causes his guard to be up once more, trained eyes in search of any presence that must've caused the tundra animal to be in distress.

Against his aching muscle's will, he rouses on his feet and searches for any living being activity within his vicinities. The source of the cry is found with immediacy as soon as a man's figure —judging by his muscular-looking back and broad shoulders— crouching catches his attention. With one hand he holds the poor fox in place while it struggles to thrash about in order to break free from his grasp and with the other snow is grabbed and brought to his lips. Despite the oddity of eating or drinking snow, stellar pupils take notice of a patch of blood making itself evident through the fabric of his top-wear on his arm.

❝You are hurt.❞ Only after these words abandon his lips does the seraph berate himself mentally at the prospect that the man may not understand the language. Even so, his voice stands low and gentle, tone does wonders to communicate feelings when language cannot establish a bridge of understanding. Dáinsleif ignores if what little fauna that lives in these snowy plains may be drawn to blood and thus put the man in danger, or if his life is endangered depending on the amount of blood that was spilled. His index finger points towards his own arm, pointing to the location of the other's injury to make himself clearer through signals. ❝Blood loss is detrimental in a place like this and I happen to have some medical knowledge.❞ One step brings him closer to the man, slow and measured to not generate hostility. His hand stretches towards him, an invitation. ❝Do you need help?❞

@longzhua ✦

#lirenxing #◟༺✦༻◞ life is a dichotomy to immortal ones┊blade → longzhua.┊ #◟༺✦༻◞ lament of a fallen seraph ┊thread.┊ #◟༺✦༻◞ sapphire flames in their wake ┊ic.┊ #◟༺✦༻◞ chasing luminous river of stars ┊noctilucent crossroads.┊ #◟༺✦༻◞ Rubescent impermanence. ┊Aria of the Swords.┊ #here you go! #I hope this works for you ♥︎ #◟༺✦༻◞ Life is a dichotomy to immortal ones┊Yìng Xīng → longzhua.┊ #◟༺✦༻◞ Life is a dichotomy to immortal ones┊Yìng Xīng → renzhong.┊ #◟༺✦༻◞ life is a dichotomy to immortal ones┊yìng xīng → renzhong.┊ #◟༺✦༻◞ Life is a dichotomy to immortal ones┊Yìng Xīng → pulsarsky.┊ #◟༺✦༻◞ Immortality won't last forever to gods nor humans┊Yìng Xīng → lirenxing.┊

[arobinwithoutbatman]

@1mpulsee continued from [x]

And now Bart was in front of him. On his desk. His papers now being sat on and some were now on the floor. Those were copies, he had digital back ups so he could easily print them again if he needed to.

"I know, babe." Sympathetic and tired himself though the idea of potentially getting a little playful with Bart was bringing some energy back. One hand rested against Bart's cheek, his thumb stroking over the cheekbone. "Blame Scarecrow. I would've done all this last night and had all day just for you. But he decided he want to experiment again which meant we had to make a specialised antidote carer the generic ones didn't work."

He smiled back at Bart, knowing exactly what he was doing. It was a game, started accidentally a couple of years ago. They knew their roles. He leaned forward, capturing Bart's lips in a sweet lingering kiss.

"I'm going to ask you nicely only once." He murmured against Bart's lips. "Fifteen minutes and then you'll have my undivided attention. Can you do that for me, sweetheart?" That particular pet name was only used when they were settling into their game. A clear signal to Bart that he was willing to play and that Bart had better be prepared for the consequences of his choices.

#1mpulsee #ic #Tim Drake The Boy #v: nebulous future #thread: play time with bart #p: fast #r: speed racer (1mpulsee) #((it begins~))

[nguyenfinity]

You would not believe what AU I cooked up with @posebean this time it's genshin

Additional notes:

Melt synergy (also reversed colors yahoo)

They run a tea house!! Hachimitsu Tea House :]

And they're married

They're sooo married (Niki's ring is holding his lil tassel)

Niki

Support/healer (anyone's a dps if you build them hard enough though)

Signature dish: Cinnamon baked apple slices (we'll figure it out don't worry about it)

Ascension mats: pyro cube, slimes, naku weed

Constellation: esuriens ursi

Rinne

dps (glass cannon style)

Signature dish: Honeycomb nikujaga (once again don't worry about it)

Ascension mats: bathysmal vishap, treasure hoarders, onikabuto

Constellation: fila fati

he throws his claymore at you and then decks you in his normal attack sequence

mr. master of deception keeping his vision tucked away and wearing red

mostly useless without his wife (see: passive)

#enstars #rinne amagi #niki shiina #rinniki #genshin #no matter how offline i may seem i am always plotting. scheming. cooking even. and somehow bean is in the kitchen with me #these files were made oct 7th and 8th so you can only imagine how long they've been baking for #we're still putting together their kits #rinne's kit is mostly rounded out tho #actually his kit's. basically done just need the skill and burst passives #colors were hdgjfhdjk 'cause i wanted to make rinne silly with his 'wears red but is actually ice' thing #and then balancing the colors between the two #anyways we have a bunch bunch more in the works #including other characters!!! #we did rinky first 'cause we're. y'know [gestures to all that] #we're just. busy #the second we finish our school stuff it's over for y'all #i love making outfits it's so much work but it's also so fun #i say as genshin outfits get on every single one of my nerves like loose threads on a sweater but anyways #sana does fashion #sanabean impact #<it's important enough to warrant its own tag.

[antaripirate]

two quite specific types of scenes i would love to see with ren in threads:

1) lila teaching ren magic tricks, even tho she doesn’t like kids

2) kell telling ren a bedtime story about pirates (it’s about captain bard, because together they are a tiny lila fan club)

#these are probably both quite unlikely #but i’m obsessed with the fact that we’re gonna get uncle kell and auntie lila #also completely irrelevant but we made it to our base below the ice cap for my research trip !! #we start properly tomorrow #also i need sleep #i’ve had 40 minutes in the last 2 days #anyway #adsom #a darker shade of magic #a conjuring of light #a gathering of shadows #kell maresh #shades of magic #v e schwab #lila bard #delilah bard #kellila #the fragile threads of power #threads of power #ren maresh #tftop

[sercphs-a]

⠀⠀⠀⠀No the horn DOESN'T hurt, so quit trying to poke the stub.

#threads of lost fate .. ic #blade of babel .. arknights seth #.. open #I've had a lot of energy for AK Seth for the past few days but wanted to finish his design #Gods help me

[hazbinsinners]

angel was way too fucked up to be here. but he was having fun. or . . . he thinks he is.

--- he's sort of having a relapse. maybe. who knows! he ran outta the hotel again -- turns out that he almost relied on work as a way to take a break from that redemptionfest, and as much as he hated work at the time, it was at least good for that -- and this time, it seems no one is saving him. that's fine. he can handle himself.

there was a drag show happening, so really, it could've been worse. if it was just an open club, he'd probably be a lot worse off. but all he's doing now is drunkely cheering on queens who look fucking phenomenal.

yeah, he's gotten felt up by a couple douchebags already, but that's just his every day life. he's almost debating taking one and going to some dark corner just to pass the time. he doesn't wanna go back to the hotel yet.

and then he catches a glimpse of someone . . . all too familiar. his chest seizes with that familiar anxiety, until he remembers how they parted ways last time. his heart is still squeezed with nerves, but now he's . . . confused. are they . . . friends? or . . . ?

he settles on grimacing and leaning against the railing that surrounds the stage, ducking his head in a hopeful attempt to not be seen, but he's fairly certain he made eye contact with val. fuck. val doesn't need to see him being a fuckin' mess. what if he decides to ditch him?

and why is he so afraid of that? it's all he ever wanted, once. now, he almost . . . misses him. the thought makes him sick. val is still his abuser, past or present. he shouldn't miss him.

but val wasn't . . . cruel last time. in fact, it was . . . nice. he'd debated going to his tower tonight and it had brought him here. seemed fate had a sense of humor.

( closed || @mothvalentino )

#;; figured val might feel more guilty if angie's a lil fucked up #;; and if he feels obligated to watch over him for the evening i think it'll help the thread stay cohesive ? if that makes sense? #;; i think it works better #;; but if you don't like it i can redo it with them just bumping into each other!! your call! #mothvalentino ;; valentino #;; ic #tw ;; alcohol #tw ;; drugs

[yxllowcoat]

Starter for @bravest’s Mono!

(Pale City Verse.)

rather lovely and soothing melody rang from the music box Six slowly turned the crank of, sitting all alone in a locked room.

How long had it been again? A month? Maybe two?

She had no idea. The days all blended together.

As far as the dusty cardigan-wearing child knew, there was nobody else around, let alone another kid.

But she was wrong.

The first swing of the ax just a few feet before her had Six scooting backwards in shock, gasping; she inched backwards under a low wooden table, and she saw whoever was smashing the door take another swing at it. She couldn’t see who it was, but she could see the ax’s sharp edge each time it struck the door.

Then, as it struck a third and final time, the wood gave way, and another child stepped in, looking around as he came closer to Six’s hiding place. He wore a paper bag on his head, a brown jacket, and matching pants. His undershirt was the same color, too, and his feet were bare, like hers.

Somehow daring to hope this kid was trustworthy, Six crawled out cautiously from under the small space.

Who was he? How did he get here? Why was he here…?

#ic #rp threads #threads #bravest #six and mono #Verse Two- Pale City #very excited to write with you!! :) #long post tw #?

[qveens]

continued from  /  ( olivia & pope )  /  @houseofwisteria

“yeah!  dunno  how  great  i  did  following  the  recipe,  but  they  smell  yummy.”  olivia  giggled,  self  doubt  filling  her  eyes. she hadn't wanted to screw the cookies up, but of course, had found a way to do just that.  “aww,  popey.  you’re  welcome,  cutie.”  she  stroked  his  long fingers  with  her  thumb.  when  he  said  that  he  liked  them,  her  face  brightened.  she  was  practically  glowing.  they’d  only  been exclusive  for  a  handful  of  weeks,  and  already  pope  had  become  an  important  part  of  olivia's  life.  he  treated  her  better  than  any  of  her  ex’s,  going  above  and  beyond to make her happy.  “good!  you’ve  been  so  sweet  to  me.  i  wanted  to  do  something  sweet  for  you  too.” 

#𖥸 olivia. ╱ ﹙ ic thread. ﹚ଓ #houseofwisteria #i freakin' love our babies <3

[zcrayas]

[luminaryofblood] "You keep dangerous company... But then, I suppose I can't think of better company. Not in this time and age."

BALDUR'S GATE 3 SENTENCE STARTERS || Highly accepting!

Rya lifted her head, blinking at the towering figure. Hands crossed close to her chest. Unlike the current company, she was the contrast to the danger.

Since little, Rya had no friends of her age, growing up among recusants, or who ever her mother invited for trials. Among knights and dedicated the champions also included the wretched, murderers, deserters and those escaping ghosts from their pasts. Dangerous people, for dangerous tasks. Yet, she had opportunity to see better side of humanity within them. By cover, not many seemed too different.

Being no human herself she found kinship among the variety of beings mostly deceived by cover - aggressive, for having suffered of wrong doings. Some... pushed others away until convinced otherwise.

Perhaps, she had been merely lucky to avoid confrontation of a true monster, more likely, in a skin of a human, rather than anything else.

Finally, she spoke.

"...I suppose it depends, if I am in danger... I cannot think of anyone who hadn't stained their hands in blood. Whether in name of the Order, or blasphemy against it..." || @luminaryofblood

#luminaryofblood #♕*.ic #♕*.threads #♕*.v. set on the journey #|| rya vc: let's see... my mother leads a group of order haters and dangerous people... and my father is a man eating serpent... #|| I talk to strangers without fear... #|| you should fit right in