#and i oop!!!!

[ssslime]

nocte solitudo

his mind tends to wander at night.

➥ astarion x gn!tav, ranger!tav, some angst, a lil comfort, mentions of blood

It wasn’t often Astarion felt rested.

Meditation brought him some reprieve, at least, during nights where the camp’s quiet was only interrupted by the distant buzz of insects and the sound of the trees above them. Sometimes silence was too loud — too thick and heavy for him to relax.

Astarion shifted in his bedroll. His ruby gaze was caught upward, piercing into a little coin-sized hole in the cloth ceiling.

Tav would probably stitch that up quickly, if he asked. They’re good with crafty little things like that, all nimble fingers and a brow furrowed in concentration.

He rolled over.

A shard of light caught in Astarion’s eye for a second. The tiniest bit of moonlight bounced off of his daggers, tossed unceremoniously atop his travel bag in the corner of the tent. Smooth silver gave way to crusted, dark blood and grime near the sharpened tips. Astarion’s lips twitched downward.

He was hungry. He hadn’t fed in a while, and he’d need to hunt something down within the next few nights. Things had just felt hectic as of late — why exactly Tav insisted on helping every dripping wet, sniffling fellow they found on the side of the road, he’d never know. It grated his nerves sometimes, how it seemed they were unable to say no to any sad little sob story fed to them. He would know; it’s worked for him before.

But, Tav would probably help him hunt down some wild boar, or maybe even a bear to hold him off for a while, if he asked. They’re quite the hunter.

He sat up.

Outside, he could hear Scratch idling around. The dog’s eager nose gave him away; sniffing and snorting softly, Astarion knew the pup was poking around their trunk of food nearby. With a sigh, he stood to his feet and parted the curtain door. He wouldn’t be settled any time soon, anyways.

The night air felt cool on his skin as he stepped outside. All was calm, as expected. A crackling, dying fire laid in the center of camp, dimly lighting the area and casting weak shadows along the surrounding tree line. Astarion let his eyes wander over to the white dog some yards away.

Scratch lifted his head and peered right back. His tail swayed lightly back and forth and his ears perked up.

“Hungry, are you?” Astarion asked quietly, looking between the dog and the closed chest. Scratch simply tilted his head to the side, his big, pleading eyes working wonders on the supposed stone cold vampire.

Astarion sighed. “Fine, fine — but nobody hears about this, understood?”

He wasn’t sure why he was talking to a damned dog. He reminded himself of how strange and silly Tav looked whenever they would communicate with animals. It was nearly second nature to them, it seemed, and perhaps that’s what it was — a survival technique, like all their other skills, developed out of necessity. He could relate, and that thought alone made his stomach turn a little.

Thoughts like these came to Astarion at the worst times. Moments where he was free from distraction, with countless minutes under his belt to ruminate and dissect, even when all he wanted was to simply close his eyes and let time pass like sand between his fingers.

He tossed the dog a sausage link. He knew what it was like to have a feast right in front of you, and not be allowed to indulge.

In his mind’s eye, Astarion could picture slinking across the stagnant landscape of their sleepy little camp. Working with the shadows to blend seamlessly into Tav’s patchwork wonder of a tent. Watching their chest rise and fall with deep, steady breath — their lashes flickering just the slightest bit over their cheeks. Feeling their pulse thrum beneath his lips, their breath catching, their hand weaving into the curls at the nape of his neck.

Tav would probably let him feed, if he asked. They’d shared their blood before; succulent and sweet and mind-numbingly warm as it slipped down his parched throat. They’re such a delicious treat.

But he wouldn’t. He wouldn’t ask such a selfish thing.

He sighed.

Change is difficult. Surely his life was leaps and bounds better than it was before; no longer did he have to prowl taverns and dark streets for vulnerable prey in the form of drunk and lonely hearts. But this… duality inside of him made him sick. He wished so desperately for things to be different.

He wished they could’ve been another name and face to discard the morning after.

“Astarion?”

He wished he didn’t see parts of himself in them.

“Is everything alright? It’s very late.”

He wished he could be selfish with them, because it’d be so painfully easy. But he couldn’t.

He glanced up, soaking in Tav’s tousled hair and squinted expression as it grew closer. They rubbed one eye with the back of their hand and furrowed their brow, watching him expectantly. Scratch, of course, trotted over happily upon seeing his favorite person, and leaned up against their legs. Tav dropped their hand to rub along the dog’s snout and cheek in a show of idle affection.

“I was just… thinking,” Astarion replied finally. “Feeling a bit restless, I suppose. And what of you, darling?”

Tav blinked their bleary eyes, watching him for a moment before opening their mouth again.

“Would you come lay with me?”

It wasn’t often Astarion felt rested. After 200 years, it was something he was used to. His nights were filled with crushing guilt or staggering loneliness, doomed to wallow in the dark and filth of his seemingly endless existence.

But, perhaps change is a good thing. Perhaps this is what it’s like to be born anew, to shed your old skin in favor of a life newer, better than before. It’s unsettling, it’s sensitive.

Astarion pondered this as he settled in behind Tav. The scent of lavender curled around him as soon as he laid down on their bedroll. He didn’t mind — it had quickly become a source of comfort, whether he’d admit it to himself or not.

“Thank you,” Tav whispered after a few moments of quiet, “it feels better with you here.”

Astarion slid his ruby gaze over to settle on the back of their head. He turned onto his side, weaving his arm under theirs to rest on their waist. Tav relaxed easily into his gentle hold, fitting their bodies together like they were shaped from the same clay.

“You don’t have to thank me, dove. I’m just a few tents away,” he leaned closer, ghosting his lips over their shoulder with a gentle kiss, full of all the warmth and affection he never knew he was capable of before, “all you have to do is ask.”

#navi;astarion #astarion x tav #astarion x reader #bg3 #and i oop!!!! #i need him….. that’s all #queued

[anthropologist-on-the-loose]

Me: "I don't often cook but I'm going to quick look through my mom's recipe cards and see if I can find that specific recipe"

Me, 15 minutes later, sobbing: "Love is stored in handwritten recipe cards"

#in which i say things #i'm crying #oops

[ifartconfetti]

Hello neurodivergent people. I was wondering if I'm just weird or it is common to not being able to learn certain motoric skills at the same time as my peers and learned them MUCH later

#poll #a friend of mine only learned to ride her bike in her 20s #i didnt manage to snap my fingers until i was like 18 #i still cant reliably whistle or swim #i was a latebloomer with almost everything that involves having to copy someones physical movement #pretty sure i was the last one to learn to tie my shoes in kindergarten #oops i forgot the option for 'nope' sorry lmao

[everydaylouie]

go miffy go!

#flash #animation #gif #miffy #oops i accidentally tagged with 3d lol. it’s just flash

[gorjee-art]

gotta teach the youth of the hardships in life

#as usual #my goofy doodles become something I genuinely want to work on oops #ascension of mercy - cotl au #art #artists on tumblr #artist #artists #cotl #cult of the lamb #cotl lamb #cotl fanart #cult of the lamb fanart #lambert

[ashoss]

little brother duo supremacy

edit: sorry to disappoint yall but this isnt dick or virgil 😭😭 its duke in a nightwing sweater,,,,

#courtesy of incorrect quote generator #u guys i love duke & damian so much #damian wayne #robin #duke thomas #the signal #jason todd #red hood #batman #batfamily #batfam #dc comics #dc fanart #incorrect batfamily quotes #illustration #ash's doodlings #MINOR EDIT I FORGOT TO COLOUR IN PART OF THE PAPER LMAO OOPS

[muuku]

redraw of this pic since i'm sure the gang would love bear!halsin (i definitely like imagining bear!halsin shuffling around camp)

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #halsin #jaheira #gale #gale dekarios #bg3 gale #karlach #bg3 karlach #bg3 companions #bg3 halsin #bg3 jaheira #redraw #meme redraw #mult c #lined #partial #bg3 fanart #this popped off a bit on tiktok and i completely forgot to post it here oops

[konaharts]

How their last fight [probably] went.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel vox #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin vox #hazbin alastor #hellaverse #radiostatic #staticradio #hazbin hotel fanart #fanart #nothing is queue everything is permitted #i uploaded this to my twt/X but forgot to upload it here oops so here it is queue'd

[larissa-the-scribe]

guys I had this realization the other day that Redwall works really well for reading aloud, and kinda half-remembered something about the author reading to kids? So I looked it up to see if I had made a connection.

And it turns out, yes, actually, because he read aloud to kids at a school for the blind. But all the books they gave him to read were depressing. So he wrote Redwall, a story about heroism and courage and making it through struggles, and filled it with so many sensory, visual details so he could give them something better and I just-- that's so wholesome-- help

#my theory is that all good childrens books are written with LOVE #and he clearly loved these kids #anyway I got kind of emotional at that #as someone who read Redwall as a kid and was inspired to be brave #also I left this in my drafts for a while oops #but yeah I have feelings #redwall #brian jacques #reading #scribe rambles

[1alchemistart]

doing my duty of drawing skeleton falin

#dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #laios touden #laius thorden #marcille donato #falin touden #farlyn thorden #laius touden #laios thorden #falin thorden #farlyn touden #tw blood #tw skeleton #tw death #tryina keep all those in mind HJAWJKJKSFD #my art #drew these a while ago but i forgot to post oops #this post has been scheduled in advance! bc i like my 8 pm schedule

[exsanguinatedboar]

the crew reacting to the Barn Incident

#Baldur's Gate 3 #BG3 #astarion #gale of waterdeep #gale #karlach #lae'zel #shadowheart #wyll #i know im missing companions but this is all i have/i killed one of them oop

[tinymintywolf]

trying to experiment more with color agh!!!

#carmy berzatto #the bear #the bear fx #carmen berzatto #jeremy allen white #fanart #OOPS sorry repost bc i had to fix some stray pixels

[s-aprua]

furina's travel album

(hc: furina travels and always comes home to tell neuvi about it 🥺)

#genshin impact #genshin #furina #neuvillette #my art #doodle #i wanted to doodle neuvi but then furina took over oops #and then i started rendering and gave up halfway through

[hyperdrama]

History repeats itself.

GAME CHANGER Lou Wilson in s5e09 "Escape The Greenroom" & s6e03 "Sam Says 3".

#dropoutsource #dropoutedit #gamechangeredit #dropout tv #game changer #sam reich #lou wilson #vic michaelis #jacob wysocki #brennan lee mulligan #siobhan thompson #~ #*gcp #hoo boy i need to figure out how to colour the game changer set #oops fixed the 5th one i love when gifs dont work even when they are 2mb under max limit

[cozylittleartblog]

what if there was a plague doctor that was so so so cute (and was also secretly a bird themself)

#art #plague doctor #posie #pastel #kawaii #cute #captioned #artists on tumblr #character design #oc #original character #oops! no name yet #halloween #spooky #i made them for merch reasons but i will draw them like i draw my other characters #i worked so hard i got Brainsick from Stress and i had to stop and then also i was busy in Not art ways for once #GIRL I NEED MORE HOURS IN THE DAY #oh uhh character facts. i love skulls and flowers and plague doctors and crows/ravens so i jammed them together #they are an anthro white raven disguised as a plague doctor. bird disguised as bird. nice. you can see their tail though #they use they them. the nonbinary urge to wear a full face mask at all times #that little bird is their Familiar of sorts and it can turn into things. usually a staff or a walking cane i think #the little bird also doesnt have a name. neither of them have names #not from lack of trying i just haven't had time to look yet #edit - THEIR NAME IS POSIE #YKNOW LIKE THE NURSERY RHYME

[8pxl]

14 yrs ago i started playing magic the gathering as a kid, and i had the dream to do art for them

3 yrs ago i tweeted about those dreams:

today i’ve released 11 official magic the gathering cards, and it’s honestly so surreal and insane to me! i did that!! i fulfilled a childhood dream, and i honestly couldn’t be more proud 🥹

#as someone who never had support it’s wild to me to ACTUALLY DO IT BITCH! #my hs counselor said i’d never amount to anything and id be lucky to work fast food #only bc i was disruptive and hated the southern culture i was raised in #hope she chokes on my success :) #pixel art #artist on tumblr #aesthetic #illustration #i am so fucking powerful #i put 18 but it’s rly like 14 yrs ago lmao oops #i edited the age for clarity sake after doing the math!!!!