#unsingability

[dcrgly2fmav]

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#unfeminizing #runkeeper #quasi-methodically #Zaandam #insolation #Romaji #unsingability #toil #nooses #anonymuncule #cevadilline #stock-job #infectionist #scaled #gentium #pharmaco- #quackhood #panchaxes #Neil #benzazimide

[housefullofnuns]

Van full of nuns won round one of the shirts poll.

#college radio #van full of nuns #pop punk #punk #music #unsinged bands #unsinged music #band shirts #band merch #the regular show

[spirallingstarcases]

hii i just wanted to ask which fob song do you feel like has the most INSANE patrick vocals ever??

oh my god. uhh ummm uhhhhhh uhhhh okay uhhh imo like 90% of patrick vocals are like wough. wow. holy crap. but some of the songs that stand out to me rn are: novocaine, mighty fall, carpel tunnel of love, heaven iowa, like 70% of pax am, super fade, and the part of twin skeletons that’s just a choir chorus (like the end and bridge etc etc)

#this was fun to answer hehe #in hindsight most of it is belting because that’s what’s most memorable rn #but he’s got some insane runs that i’m sure i just can’t recall #spi.answers #also my personal vocal range is lower then his so tbh. all fob songs are virtually unsingable for me #anon

[catrakomtrikru]

Please go vote for this beautiful woman's band, they're called House parties and they're amazing! It's unlimited voting so you can vote more then once!

#me #my facce #house parties #pop punk #unsinged bands #unsinged music #vote

[vvatchword]

A Weird Old Song My Mom Taught Me

A frog am a queer little bird He ain’t got no tail almost hardly He runs and he jumps When he jumps he sits down On the place where he ain’t got no tail almost hardly

#the tune is bizarre to the point of unsingability #I have no idea where it came from #vvatchword #blessed #happy

[mead1992]

the unsinging angel

#crystal #the unsinging angel crystal #harvey comics #oc #oc art

[ohfairandflightylove]

if i went to a destruction room i think id start by breaking a ton of glass and end by ugly sobbing and try to piece the fragments back together

#maybe its just my current state of mind #but i imagine id start swinging without inhibition #screaming my lungs out in a song thats currently unsingable #and end whispering apologies at the sparkling dust that used to be cups and plates #itd be really carthartic #but im afraid i would be inconsolable

[o5mquy4st]

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#procuration #unsingableness #stupid-headed #venenose #veneto #space-saving #vets #PDI #transitively #streptococcic #agremens #Safi #deified #paesans #paddle-shaped #roker #pregeminum #reascendancy #envelops #angemon

[c4sc2iakxvibav]

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#Chinookan #contortionist #causativeness #whirlpuff #pleonastic #cantilated #glabbella #twelvepenny #acetylenation #taiwan #ardass #chromatype #procuration #unsingableness #stupid-headed #venenose #veneto #space-saving #vets #PDI

[galedekarios]

Gale: You're quite certain I look acceptable? devnote: A bit anxious at seeing everybody again, channeling it into anxiety about his clothes Gale: I can't remember when I last wore something other than my teaching robes. It feels a little odd to find myself in something so unsinged. Player: I'm just glad we made it on time. You did take quite a while to get ready... Gale: Well, I didn't want you showing up with an ink-stained professor on your arm. Not in such esteemed company.

I didn't want you showing up with an ink-stained professor on your arm

An Ink stained professor

On your arm

#gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #gale x tav #tav x gale #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #bg3 spoilers #otp: a soul that steels my own #otp: you give me hope #otp: celestial bodies #ch: gale dekarios #vg: baldur's gate 3 #series: baldur's gate #PLEASE #the mental image is Too Cute #also trophy wife gale confirmed #(jk)

[housefullofnuns]

The votes are in and yall said yes to voting on my band shirts. So we're gonna find out which is the best one I own! We'll start with two similar styles.

#house parties #van full of nuns #pop punk #punk #music #unsinged bands #unsinged music #small bands #band merch #band shirts

[problem-of-ros]

i saw posts mentioning that the mysteries aren’t enjoyable in mlc because the viewer is never given enough information to figure out the truth before it gets revealed, and i get it but i just want to add that this is also the in-universe experience of characters who love li xiangyi. like this is the non-story of a guy who made sure that his loved ones are missing vital information about the mystery of his own murder. this is a ‘muse, tell me about a bunch of stuff in the vague negative shape of this one unsingable guy’ story

#mysterious lotus casebook

[catrakomtrikru]

Hey! I'm gonna make a side blog to post and promote some unsinged pop punk bands I like, look out for it if you're interested in finding some new music!

#new blog #pop punk #unsinged music #unsinged bands #music

[tumbleweed-run]

In the Light of Day

Kinktober 2023 Day 31 Free for all

“Are you sure this is how you want to fully test this?” Tav sounds as nervous as Astarion feels. 

Astarion does a much better job of hiding his nerves, though. He looks down at the gold band on his finger, glinting in the light as he flexes his hand. “It’s not like we don’t know it works,” he reasons.

“Yes, but that was through the windows. Maybe it doesn’t work as well in direct sunlight,” Tav looks nearly panicked. 

Astarion can’t have them both stressed, so he steps into her space and grabs her arms. “Pet,” he says sharply, and her mouth slams shut, “we know it works.”

They do. He’s spent the better part of the last three days standing in front of uncovered windows in the tower, unsinged. He just hadn’t been bold enough to step outside just yet. The memory of that day on the docks in Baldur’s Gate lingers like a bad taste in the back of his mouth. Every time he’d considered even stepping out onto the terrace Gale loves so much he would feel dizzy. But he can’t bear keeping himself locked up any longer. Astarion decided today would be the day he was going out. 

His hand hesitates on the door despite all his reassurances to Tav. 

Just because Astarion believes the ring and its protection works doesn’t mean he didn’t take precautions. His face is truly the only part of his skin exposed. Should something go wrong, it would be easy enough to flip up his hood for protection until he was safely back inside. When he finally brings himself to push open the door and walk out into the street, he’s easily the most overdressed person out there. 

His eyes slide shut as the full force of the sun beats down on him, and he waits. Nothing happens. Tav breathes a sigh of relief next to him. 

“See,” Astarion turns his head towards her, eyes opening, “it works fine out here, too.”

Tav nods, a small smile finally breaking out across her lips. “Thank the gods,” she breathes.

“Let’s keep that sentiment to ourselves,” he says with a wry smile, “lest our wizard get any more ideas.”

She laughs and grabs his hand, “we should get going if we’re going to find him by noon.”

Gale had disappeared not long after sunrise. He’d left them a map to somewhere outside of the city and told them to be at that spot by noon. Astarion wondered if the air of intrigue was to act as a further lure to get him out of the tower for the first time. He wasn’t about to tell the other man that it worked. 

As they traveled towards their secret destination, it was clear that this was turning out to be the first summerlike day they’d experienced since winter had slunk off. Astarion was a fan of the heat, his body rarely feeling this kind of warmth, but even he’d taken the cloak off by the time they’d reached the city gate. There were beads of sweat along the back of Tav’s neck that Astarion spent most of their journey distracted by. 

It wasn’t hard to follow Gale’s directions, which led them to a small clearing in a wood not too far south of the city. The wizard was sitting, leaning up against the trunk of a tree with a book in hand as they approached. 

“I was beginning to wonder if I’d be eating alone,” Gale announced when they got to the edge of the clearing. 

“Please,” Astarion sniffed, “we’re not even late.”

Gale stood and approached them. If Astarion had need for breath, his would have caught when the damn wizard stepped out of the shade. He’d forgotten how the man looked in the sun, and this was even worse. Perhaps without the orb eating him alive, the man appeared even more golden than he had while they traveled. Gale looked radiant with the sun, its rays highlighting both the silver and honey-gold strands of his hair. He would have made a glorious god if their paths had turned that way. Not that Astarion would ever reveal that thought to anyone. 

“I’m starved,” Tav announces, pulling Astarion from his thoughts. 

Gale grins, “well then, you are quite lucky to know a wizard both talented with magic and food. It’s all being kept fresh with ice.”

They sat on a blanket in the sun, eating far too much food. Gale had been prepared for an army, it seemed. There was even a bottle filled with blood for Astarion, but he took small bites of everything. It was something he often did to feel included in mealtimes. At home, he’d sit with his goblet of blood, the origins of which he’d never gotten around to asking about, and taste a little of everything Gale and Tav ate. The food would never satiate his hunger. Sometimes, it seemed to make it worse, but he’d found he enjoyed eating in the company of others. 

Once he’d grown bored of food, long before the other two did, Astarion laid back on the blanket, basking in the sun. It felt different from when he’d had the tadpole. He saw the sun's lights and was able to revel in its warmth, but something was missing. Likely whatever it was that the ring was protecting him from, an invisible shield along his skin. He could live with that, a tiny missing piece, in return for the joys of being a daywalker once more. 

“You are a filthy romantic,” he announces suddenly, turning to level his gaze at Gale.

Gale pauses midchew of something with an eyebrow raised. 

“A picnic in the woods,” Astarion clarifies, earning him an eye roll from the wizard. 

Tav leans over him, blocking the sun from his face. “You’re enjoying it, though.”

Astarion doesn’t answer except to pull her down to him. She ends up lying across his chest, and he feels her stiffen for a moment. He knows why, they all do, but he won't allow it to ruin their day. So instead, he turns to his side so Tav’s lying next to him pulled tight against his body. She smells like the sun and her hair is warm to the touch. He buries his face in her neck and inhales. 

She laughs, “I thought you were full.”

“I have no plans to eat you,” Astarion assures her even as he lets his fangs scrape across her skin, no doubt also tangling in her hair. 

Tav shivers. 

“Unless you wish me to,” he adds, hooking one leg over the top of hers and pulling her even closer. Tav squirms a little, no doubt feeling the stirring of his cock against her thighs. 

Behind her, Gale clears his throat. 

“I think the wizard is jealous,” Astarion says loud enough for the other man to hear. 

“I think,” Gale says with a touch of indignity, “that the wizard wants to remind you he is also here.”

Tav giggles but pushes against him to roll away. Astarion lets her. He watches as she crawls over to Gale, sitting in his lap before pressing a kiss against the wizard’s lips. Gale pulls her closer until she’s straddling his waist, deepening the kiss. He reaches down to grasp his cock through his pants as Tav starts rocking against Gale. 

Astarion lazily palms himself as he half watches them. His eyes slip shut after a moment, and he turns his head back to the sun, enjoying the way the rays beat white against his eyelids. He groans as he hears sweet little sounds escaping Tav’s lips, still muffled against Gale’s. He’s torn between wanting to join them and laying like this in the sun. 

It’s a soft, slick sound that makes up his mind for him. Turning again, he sees that Gale has worked Tav’s pants down under her ass, and his hand has disappeared between them. Astarion watches the pale swell of flesh roll, no doubt in response to fingers buried within her, and is overwhelmed with the desire to bite her there, hard enough she’ll scar. While it’s unlikely Tav will tell him no, he swallows that down for another moment. Right now, he’s going to commit the way they look in the sunlight to memory. He hopes to see them like this a million more times, but he needs to remember today.

“Astarion,” Tav calls to him, voice inching near a whine.

He grins, rises up onto his knees, and moves to her. Once his front is flush against her back, Astarion trails a kiss against her neck. “Is the wizard not enough for you, darling,” he teases. 

Tav cries out. No doubt Gale has retaliated with his fingers to the barb. Astarion grins. 

“You’re insufferable,” Gale tells him almost casually despite what he continues to do to Tav. 

Astarion grins at the man over Tav’s shoulder. “But you love me that way,” it’s half a statement, half a challenge. 

Gale sighs. “Of course I do,” he sounds resigned to the fact. 

There’s a swell of giddiness in Astarion’s chest at the wizard’s affirmation. It seems to grow larger in the light until he can no longer repress the certainly appalling grin that’s broken across his face. Gale returns the look with a stupidly brilliant smile, one so bright that Astarion reburries his face into Tav’s neck.

He reaches around the front of Tav until his hand finds where Gale’s fingers are slowly moving in and out of her cunt. Astarion rubs gently against her clit until she’s whimpering, hips chasing after both of their touches in stuttered movements. 

“You make such pretty sounds,” he purrs against Tav’s skin. He feels, rather than sees, her skin grow hotter with a flush. 

Astarion allows his fingers to drop lower, and slowly he presses one into her, sliding it between the two fingers Gale is using. He allows the wizard to control the way they move, his position too awkward to take control. Tav moans and her thighs spread almost impossibly wider in an effort to accommodate the three fingers now inside of her. Astarion can feel her cunt growing wetter with each second. No longer is it just his fingers coated but a good part of his hand as well. 

When he pulls his hand away from her, Tav whimpers but it’s quickly swallowed by a moan. Astarion had little doubt the wizard has replaced his finger with another of his own. Astarion holds out his hand to Gale, who leans forward just enough so he can like a stripe up his palm. He grinds his cock against Tav’s ass as Gale eagerly cleans her from Astarion’s hand. Before he finishes, Gale presses a soft kiss against the golden band.

He grips onto Tav’s hips and lifts her slightly, away from Gale’s fingers. “Let’s take these off,” he says as an explanation. Gale is the one who ends up pulling them down completely. Tav just barely helps by moving her legs. Astarion scrapes his teeth against her neck in retribution before moving back off of Gale, standing. 

Gale quickly flips them so that Tav is pinned beneath him on the blanket, her head resting just before Astarion’s feet. She grins up at him and asks, “Are you fucking me?”

Astarion shakes his head, “I thought we were rewarding the wizard’s brilliance? Let’s let him have you today.”

Gale doesn’t need to be told anything further and makes short work of his own pants before dropping down to hover back over Tav. Astarion circles around behind them but stays standing until Gale’s pressing into Tav. Her eyes roll back and then close, which is when Astarion finally drops to his knees. 

He holds only Gale’s hips as the man begins lazily thrusting into Tav. After a moment, he moves his hold until he gripping the wizard’s ass, pulling him apart lightly. Gale’s rhythm suffers just a little when Astarion does this. He grins to himself about this. Then, without so much as a whisper of warning, Astarion leans down and presses his tongue against the ring of muscle. 

“Ah,” Gale yelps in surprise. He would have collapsed forward if it weren't for Astarion holding him in place. 

“No?” He asks, allowing the breath of his words to ghost across the flesh. 

“Just surprised,” Gale clarifies with barely enough time before Astarion returns to what he’d been doing. 

The wizard tries valiantly to keep thrusting into Tav, but around the time Astarion presses his tongue just inside, he all but freezes. Astarion allows himself to be sloppy as he fucks Gale with his tongue, the wizard doesn’t seem to mind judging from his moans and the way his hips try and push back against him. Astarion keeps him held in place. 

“Astarion, if I can’t watch, could I at least get fucked?” Tav asks in a voice Astarion knows is accompanied by a pout. 

“Fine,” Astarion relents and sits up. He quickly undoes the ties of his own pants and shoves them down just below his cock. 

“Are you coherent enough?” He teases, leaning forward so his hand is probably within Gale’s eyesight. 

The words are muttered spitefully, and the oil appears, even if it’s a little more than usual. Astarion quickly slicks it against his cock before swiping the excess down the cleft of Gale’s ass. He presses in with little warning, moving slow, yet relentlessly until he bottoms out. It takes a few shallow thrusts into the wizard before he begins moving again. Tav sighs happily on the ground, one leg raising up until Astarion takes hold of it, allowing Gale to thrust into her deeper. 

It’s not quick or frenzied as they fuck. Gale’s hips are rolling languidly, forward into Tav and then back against Astarion. The only noises for a while are each of their pants and the sound of the trees rustling overhead with a breeze that doesn’t reach them. Astarion allows his eyes to slide shut, again tilting his head towards the sun. It feels like his whole body is glowing in the light, the warmth growing low in his belly, each thrust of his hips making him grow brighter. This is something he’s never experienced and something he swears he will a hundred times more. 

Astarion’s orgasm takes him by surprise. His body folds over Gale as he comes, hips pinning the other man motionless again. Gale doesn’t complain, only grinds back against Astarion. Astarion pulls out of the wizard but keeps his face buried against his back. It’s not terribly comfortable as Gale begins to move, his own hand holding up Tav’s leg now, but Astarion remains anyway. He reaches around and lazily swipes his thumb against Tav’s clit until she cries out, thighs clamping tightly against Gale. The wizard comes not long after. Astarion feels the other man’s release roll through the muscles of his back. 

“You seem happy,” Tav says tentatively a few moments later as they’re lying side by side on the picnic blanket.

Astarion opens his eyes and looks over at her, and then at Gale, who’s resting his head on her stomach. 

“I am,” he says truthfully. 

#bloodweave x tav #bloodweave #Gale x tav #Astarion x tav #kinktober 2023 #Happy Halloween everyone #and a happy last day of kinktober as well!

[mattastr0phic]

Myriads forms are all so cool! Who exactly are Pyro and endurance :0

The Pyro, recorded from Newt Silas (she/her) was a form recorded in Myriad's field researcher days, during which he was assigned to study the entities developed by Newt's explosions as they appeared to behave without clear reason, not even consistently by Newt's command. While he wasn't there to study her, Myriad was allowed limited access to her for interviews regarding the entities, as they were just about as unknown to her, and she wanted answers. During these interviews, Myriad and Newt would strike up a friendship, seeing that she was actually interested in his ramblings about animal comparisons to the entities that followed her. Newt herself always had an interest in animal documentaries, and would listen to them during her mechanic work before the Foundation. Confiding in Myriad about her life would prove to be the only way that either of them would realize the truth about the entities' behavior. Unfortunately, once classified as a reality bender, Newt soon went under evaluation for "neutralization". Alerted to this by the whispers of her containment supervisors, she panicked. Suddenly, with no previous history of outbursts, she threw in her last resort - biting off one of her fingers, and detonating it. Myriad would survive the explosion, she knew he would, but not unsinged. He wouldn't realize that the pouch for his amulet was burned away until he collided with Newt in the hall while searching for her, and it was over. The Pyro is a rough subject for Myriad, having lost a friend in something completely preventable, something he has to revisit every time he uses her shape. Even as her powers remained limited to remote detonation, the form is useful in many combat situations, and pulled as a careful card. The incident is even more of a sore subject between Myriad and Clef.

The Endurance, recorded from Dr. Melanie Hart (she/they) was another form recorded during a containment breach. Melanie was previously assigned to study SCP-035, as their anomaly provided some resistance to its effects without a host. Myriad was just in the area when the breach occurred, and attempted to escort Dr. Hart to a safer location, but she'd end up caught by one of the entities, grasping at any part of Myriad in their terror, and ripping off 963 in the process.

Dr. Myriad is haunted by those he could not save, but memorializes them the best she can. These forms are only used upon high-requirement circumstances, and he tries to carry out their last wishes as they'd want them, but it won't be the same. She isn't them. All she can do is remember for them.

#inbox #scp inbox #dr myriad #scp 963 #scp #scp foundation #absolution

[johnny-depplyloveyou]

Gale's data mined info from Idle Champions

source: [X]

(He's only 35? And his alignment is Neutral, not Neutral Good to begin with? I know it can be changed into Neutral Good in this game, but... I'll pretend I did not see it)

Item descriptions

Fond Memories: Even at my lowest, playing with Tara lifted my spirits...

Ball of Retrieval: ...though the ball's purpose eluded her. I was always the one fetching it...

Cat Flap of Displacement: Tara comes and goes as she pleases. But she's always pleased to help me.

Ring of Evasion: A ring as evasive as Tara, when I asked how she obtained it...

These Old Things: Comfortable, practical, and relatively unsinged.

Wizarding Robes: Not as flashy as Elminster's, but at least they've plenty of pockets.

Robes of Increased Potency: I could get used to these. Elegant, but powerful - just like Tara.

Archmage's Accoutrements: Incredible! Every stitch is infused with Weave. Like wearing magic itself...

Nothing Much: I'd have preferred something with a library...

Camping Tent: ...but it will do. For now.

Crystal Ball: Handy for glimpsing the future. And also shaving.

Celestial Spyglass: I like gazing at the heavens. To remember. And to forget...

Crumpled Chapbooks: At least they're written in full sentences.

Well-thumbed Tomes: I've lost count of how many times I've read these. Still just as magical.

Magical Miscellany: A spell for all situations. And my improvements in the margins.

The Annals of Karsus: You can trust me with this - you have my word.

Boots of Ambiguous Enchantment: A little pick-me-up, for when any Weave will do...

Lonely Boot of Elvenkind: A snack-sized shoe for the wizard who travels light.

Boots of Very Fast Blinking: Blink and you'll miss me. But I'll always hit you.

Mystra's Grace: These were a gift from... well, never mind.

Cramped Jotter: Magical musings and mullings. Not my best handwriting.

Waterdhavian Quill: This was... well, it was expensive, let's leave it at that.

The Chosen's Earring: A symbol of Mystra's faith in me. Former faith, I suppose...

Wizard's Pouch: All manner of wizarding sundries. Pungent but powerful.

Feat descriptions

Selflessness (Gale): If it’s me or the realms - I’ll save the realms every time.

Inspiring Leader (Gale): Their magic is strong, but our will is stronger!

Long Studies (Gale): It’s not as easy for me as a sorcerer or warlock. No offense, Wyll.

Arcane Experience (Gale): I’ve had experiences that other wizards can only dream of.

Arcane Threads (Gale): You can’t manipulate the entire Weave, merely a small piece of it.

Spools of Magic (Gale): Maybe I was wrong, as rare of an event as that is. This power is strong!

Mage of Waterdeep (Gale): It has a nice ring to it, don’t you think? Gale of Waterdeep!

Sword Coast Sage (Gale): One day, my name will be known up and down the Sword Coast!

Netherese Teachings (Gale): These are certainly things Elminster wouldn’t have taught me…

Netherese Knowledge (Gale): The risk is worth the reward. This could be just what we need to save everyone!

Neutral Good (Gale): My mind can be changed. …Sometimes.

Immolation (Gale): Magic can be elegant, but sometimes, a good fireball is the answer.

#gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #bg3 gale #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #idle champions #idle champions of the forgotten realms #idle champions spoilers #tara the tressym #those bits about Tara warm my heart QwQ #the one about Boots of Very Fast Blinking is a missed opportunity #not sure about how canon is this tho