i think the best part about coauthoring something is being their Wildbow Gremlin. I was born to insert rampant homoeroticism into every scene
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the funniest thing to me about the ofmd vs stucky poll is that i have to assume most stucky voters arent even current stucky fans. like its gotta be mostly folks like myself who were stucky fans in their teens and will always have fond memories of the time even though that fandom was, objectively, a total fucking mess. and we're right. stucky 2k23
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WIP Wednesday
Tagged by @mightymizora and thanks for the nudge :)) do this also if you want to I won't tag anyone myself bc frankly I don't know who else to poke
I've got a handful of things that I'm working on in rotation (which is to say, inefficiently). I have chapter 2 of 'A Fine Night' outlined, about 60% of 'The Black Hand of Bane' which is about fisting and also not quite wedding vows, 80% of 'A Sacrament to be Taken Kneeling' which is exactly what it sounds like, and barely 20% of something named 'Unchain Me, Sister' which has yet to reveal itself to me in full but is about Ballard and Orin and reproductive horror. Smiles. Haven't been able to work on anything as much as I would like, as I'm back in the office for half shifts 3/4 days now, but I am noodling around in the drive.
I also actually excavated something I started writing before I went Gortash crazy, so it's either the first or the second thing I started writing for BG3 period--'Noises in the Night' is an Astarion POV from the first week of game time, adapting to traveling in a group. It needs a lot of editing, getting more comfortable with writing again means vast improvements since this was started, but I do still like a few parts of it quite a bit so I am chewing.
The morning is groggy and awkward. They’ve all been traveling together under threat of imminent tentacles for less than a week—never is it more obvious than early morning, the sun barely kissing the sky above the trees. L’aezel and Shadowheart seethe from opposite ends of the clearing, Wyll does fucking stretches, and Gale chipperly fails to make conversation with anyone but himself, frying up chopped bacon and potatoes and enough garlic that Astarion feels distinctly nauseous.
Ballard is, irritatingly, serene and benevolent. He still looks like he’s never had a decent night's sleep in his life, but the drow is all grace and easy, loose movements, sorting supplies into packs and camp trunks for the day. Astarion can barely look at him. He’s not been an adolescent for over two hundred years, his brief fledgling state notwithstanding, and he dislikes intensely that he feels like a teenager who’s had his first wet dream about his tutor.
“You’ve a face on you like a thunderhead,” Gale remarks cheerfully, and Astarion very valiantly does not try to stab him. “Didn’t get enough of your beauty rest, did you?”
“Darling, please,” he says through gritted teeth, feigning disinterest and surveying his nails—they are, of course, atrocious. He hates the woods. “Some of us are naturally beautiful, more’s the pity for the rest of you. Perhaps I simply dislike looking at you, wizard.”
“Oh, just eat the damn fry-up.”
“Another poor night’s sleep?” Ballard observes, sidling up to Astarion as he strategically moves potatoes across his plate, waiting for an opportunity to fling them into the bushes. From another man, the question might be sympathetic--the drow seems archly amused, at best. The wretch.
Astarion fixes him with a poisonous glare, one he has used to great effect on his siblings for the last two hundred years. “Don’t be smug,” he snaps, “It’s unattractive, my dear.”
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these are the palette colours that i associate with max <3
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Under cut for singular mention of a Sex Thing™
No I'm not in bed thinking about Prestor stringing Swan!Adriel along for his first kiss and being an utter cocktease about it because "How has a pretty young thing like you not been kissed yet?" and occasionally holding his chin while smirking down at him or leaning into his face particularly close just to chuckle and pull away like he had no intention of doing anything in the first place only to FINALLY give it to him but while he's also taking his virginity, leaving his mother and father to wonder what's got their heir in such a state of dreamy bliss for the rest of the week but for Prestor it was just a fun little game, the affection for an inferior being notwithstanding
Why do you ask? 🙃
all this bc adriel's father made an offhanded remark about how picky of an heir he is because he's never been interested in ANYONE "she's never even kissed a man before, can you imagine?"
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My biggest beef with the way Annabeth was written in the show is that I think Rick fell into his own trap. Like his whole thing with Annabeth is that just because someone doesn’t look smart doesn’t mean they aren’t. And while it’s about their literal looks for both the show and the book, book Annabeth also sometimes acted in ways that people wouldn’t stereotypically associate with “smart” because I think we’ve all be condition to think bbc sherlock no emotions genius is the only way to be smart. Book Annabeth acts super flustered around Luke because she's a kid and she has a crush on him, she's afraid of spiders, and wanted to see the arch just because she thought it was cool. In general book Annabeth is allowed to be sillier and have a wider range of emotions than show Annabeth without it detracting from the fact that Annabeth is smart. I find this whole "stoic genius" idea is often used to put down teenage girls for being dumb and superficial just because they show emotions and the only way to beat it is to be cold, calculating, and emotionless and most people just aren't like that.
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Bruce has a big birthday party and Tim brings Bernard as his plus one and he talks about his conspiracy theories about several league members to their faces.
Bernard: Martian Manhunter is gay
J'onn: explain
Bernard: he's not hunting *women*.
J'onn: I see.
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