Fucked Up Hurt/comfort. The Person Who Stabbed You Tends To Your Wound. The Person Who Killed Your Loved

I will always hold steadfast I don't care what people in my notes say: Astarion's pickup lines are very cringy, but they are really endearing when he's listing them off fully aware that they are cringy and bad during the tiefling party. Hence why I pick the "You're sweet, and sillier than I thought." option. He's just goofing around and having fun in that moment.

He made those lines up fully aware that they were going to be used on idiots in a bar and then Petras the Bitch stole them.

Like the whole "darling, I was just thinking about you" dialogue tree is 50% him believing that you are an idiot, and 50% him not realizing that people fell for his looks and not his stupid lines at the Elfsong.

The man's definition of poetry is "The Underdark's got it's upsides for a vampire. Or, undersides? Youibdjsja you know what I mean."

All my writing has felt so rough recently, and I don't know if it's like I'm just getting harsher in judging it, or the way I write has changed and I don't like it as much, or I'm just straight-up getting worse.

I mean, I'm gonna keep going, because I've got a story to tell and I wanna tell it, and I'm not just going to stop part way- and chances are, even if I don't get any better, there's still gonna be some parts in there that I'm really proud of writing, but, still. Feels bad, man :(

most important part of the writing process actually is when you loop a single song on max volume and stare at the word document and imagine the characters doing things for 14 hours. this is known as getting in the zone

Quick portraits of two of my favorite dudes

druid gf

The average sleeping arrangements of a companion romancing Tav.

Thankfully or unfortunately for Gale, he has the patience of a cat owner.

john carpenter’s the thing is a movie about how the hyperindividualism and lack of emotional intimacy between men (specifically men in the united states military) immediately crystallizes into distrust and alienation in crisis. how kurt russel with an absurd callsign name and the goofiest hugest cowboy hat imaginable is the Man, running the whole show and managing the crisis until he fails because when faced with having to truly understand and connect with his last remaining ally he can’t, because all he knows how to do is sit in the snow and die next to him. It is a movie about losing control over your own body in the most horrific way possible. It is a movie about cold war paranoia and fear of bloodborne pathogens. It is a movie about how dread is an incredible force and even so sometimes what you CAN see is worse than what you can imagine. It is a movie about how the scariest thing men can conceive of is something that looks exactly like a man and acts exactly like a man but yet on some fundamental level…isn’t. It is a movie, as one of my eleventh graders pointed out this week, about “playing among us in real life.” but most importantly, john carpenter’s the thing is a movie about a dogy who is my friend and wants to become me :)

it's giving princess celestia

🧶 BTW, Durgey is not very good at choosing colors.