Larian really pulling a reverse uno by focusing hard on astarion's prettyboy flirt vibe in all the marketing and then making his arc about reclaiming bodily autonomy
I love them for it. It's everything I wanted from astarion. I'm obsessed with him.
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Dungeon food, ah, dungeon food
Laios Touden and the Winged Lion
Dungeon Meshi, Ryoko Kui
^ 1: Margaret Atwood, You Are Happy / 2: Grouper, Poison Tree / 3: Anne Carson, Plainwater: Essays and Poetry / 4: Emma Rebholz, No Good Boodsuckers / 5: Natalie Diaz, Postcolonial Love Poem / 6: Tanaka Mhishi / 7: Jenefer Shute, Life-Size / 8 : Yves Olade, Belovéd / 9: Lara Williams, Supper Club / 10: Ovid (tr. Henry T. Riley), The Story of Erysichthon from Metamorphoses / 11: Alex Lemon, Another Last Day / 12: Kathy Acker, Empire of the Senseless / 13: Grouper, Poison Tree / 14: Neil Hilborn, A Place Where Someone Loves You / 15: / 16: Bon Iver & St. Vincent, Roslyn
v 17: Jess Zimmerman, Hunger Makes Me / 18: Yves Olade, Dark When It Gets Dark, “Topograph”
Special credit: Entroponauts gathered most of these
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dhmis is great because imagine a series centered around three roommates living in a small incredibly isolated house in a story run by a strange omnipotent woman with unclear motivations who amuses herself by tormenting the roommates over and over again in various awful ways by dangling something new and exciting in front of their faces and then making it backfire horribly thus traumatizing them all and often maiming and killing them and they can't escape because they're nothing but puppets in her little show and they're chained to a narrative that will not let them go and one roommate is a naive kid with a sadistic father who traumatizes him horribly when he isn't neglecting him and also eats people and another roommate is almost aware of his situation but will never be able to save himself or his friends and is constantly rejected by his own kind and only wants to leave the tiny house but nothing, no one, will play along and the third roommate is caught in the middle, not a naive child but not quite meta aware, and thus is doomed to fall victim to the same traps over and over and also they're literally the only three people in their entire world besides the evil things that keep intruding in their home and terrorizing them and they can't call for help. ok and now imagine they look like this
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Nrmts fluff? 👀 how bout Miles hugging Phoenix from behind, tugging his chin on his shoulder and grumbling about his stressful day while Nick was doing dishes or something? (Ps; I love your art acjsjd)
He’s recharging… 🔋💕
Thanks for the request! (Also tyyy 🥰)
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SRL Splatfest Research Team here with new findings! The 11th Splatfest theme will be "What's your go-to greeting? Handshake, fist bump, or hug?" As scientists, we're disappointed that "terse nod" was left out, but we'll observe from 4 PM PT on 11/17 to 4 PM PT on 11/19 anyway.
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Virgil, edging towards Janus: I'm not tired and I don't want a hug.
Janus: ...
Virgil, slightly louder: I'm not tired and I don't want a hug.
Janus: You're asking me to call BS, aren't you.
Virgil: Tired. Hug.
Janus, relenting: Well, since you're not tired and you don't want a hug, I'm guessing sitting here with me won't help you fall asleep. ...And I'm guessing you haven't been awake for an unreasonable amount of time.
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my toxic trait is that i don't think ichigo becomes a captain even after he dies and goes to soul society either. i think he dies at a very old age when his hair is all gray and he has laugh line wrinkles around his eyes and his memory has faded to a point where no one can believe he was the scowling, orange-haired substitute shinigami anymore. of course, there are rumors throughout rukongai that the savior of three worlds is out there somewhere, among them, but none of them know who it could be and where he is and captain kuchiki and vice-captain abarai politely refuse to tell them. he's earned his amnesiac retirement.
still, that doesn't stop some of the bright-eyed shinigami from looking for him. he saved them after all, and he saved their brothers and their sisters and they just want to see what that hero looks like now, past his prime. to the lucky ones that do manage to track down the little hut he lives in, all they see is a kind, slightly grumpy old man who doesn't understand why they came all this way, but he offers them water for their journey back nonetheless. he doesn't remember. they tell him he used to be a savior once and sometimes he dreams about slashing swords and charging head-first but he mostly just cares about tending to his garden and saying hi to little ichika, not so little anymore, whenever she drops by to check on him. he doesn't understand that she's doing this as a favor to his son back in the living world. he doesn't remember he has a son at all, but sometimes he remembers the warmth of a round pair of eyes, the soothing glow of a wife's hands around him after a battle hard-fought and he thinks maybe he's lived a good life. it's really all he can hope for.
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