Also I am totally going to try out aerial arts.
Because what better way to spend an afternoon than by swinging on a thin ribbon?
The highlight of the show: GEEKERY
So the entire erotic arts festival was great, lots of great burlesque and belly dancing performances, but my favorite part was when the vertical arts guy did a solo to Bastion’s ending theme. Let me repeat. The Vertical Arts guy: did a solo to THE BASTION ENDING THEME: I actually flailed like a doof in my seat, I was so excited. And it was beautiful, just really sexy and gorgeous...
omg "Shadows" explosion today
This update is just NOT working out this morning, like finger in a socket, tiny nuclear explosions, burnt standy-uppy-hair, soot smudges all over my face kind of not-working-out. I’ll take a fresh stab at it tonight, but I may just abandon it altogether and just start the new story arc tomorrow instead. Maybe the Kraken chair left me more discombobulated than I’d originally thought.
Um, the Kraken chair
Had posable tentacles. And rope. More dispatches tomorrow, of course. But, just, yeah. Oh, and hooks. LOTS OF HOOKS.
watching Destiel videos
oh my god what has my life become
Just finished recording this week's...
With our first guest host! Who? Listen on Tuesday to find out!
missl0nelyhearts replied to your post: So, I’m going to an “erotic arts festival” tonight. i have to say… i envisioned something else entirely when i clicked on the tentacle chair. i assumed it would be more…interactive. color me disappointed. :o) The website describes it as a “bondage tentacle device”… so maybe it’s more interactive than it at first...
So, I'm going to an "erotic arts festival"...
Weekend troupe practices have been cancelled, because our troupe leader will be too busy performing and doing workshops at a local Erotic Arts Festival. She invited us all to come see the shows, help out with the bellydancing workshops, and just generally hang out and have a good time. “You even get to see me in pasties!” she promised. Honestly, I’m a little nervous. Okay, a...
A Chin Like That
Yesterday there was an Act I banter making the rounds about Isabela catching Carver at The Blooming Rose. To be honest, I’d completely forgotten about it until I saw the banter, and realized I’d been missing out out on quite the opportunity. I mean, who doesn’t love a good whorehouse scene? It’s almost a shame “Shadows” started after Act I wraps up, because...
serah-bex: lywinis: ihopericksantorum: “We know the candidate Barack Obama what he was like, the anti-war goverment nigg—the uh—…” Wow. Holy not-even-thinly disguised racism, Batman. Are the news stations covering this? Because I hope they are. I seriously hope they are. WHAT THE FUCK RICK SANTORUM NO SERIOUSLY WHAT THE FUCK Seriously I racked my brain for any other possible word...
"There is an ancient evil sealed beneath...
apeacebone: Only in Kirkwall do you have to ask to which ancient evil is such a sentence referring.
[Fanfiction] Knight of Ghosts and Shadows, Dragon...
sakuratsukikage: Inspired by the brief discussion of Meredith’s lyrium idol sword earlier today, here. I couldn’t get the image of the Gallows haunted by the idol out of my head, so I wrote this up, quickly. —— At first Carver thought it was his imagination. It had to be. Ghost stories were for kids and Fereldan rubes, and while he sometimes felt like both of those things, he wasn’t either...
cheesiestart asked: Okay not movie question: Desserts?
cheesiestart asked: ooh pffft. Well that was fast. okay ANIMATED films then xD;;;
rhiannon42 asked: Top three sci-fi movies!
missl0nelyhearts asked: top 3 ARNOLD movies. or top 3 SHARON STONE movies.
Ask me my "TOP 3" anything!
minorearth: blamethetemplar: maybethings: Have at it. Ask! If you feel inclined. Give it to me. I love this sort of thing. Sure, why not? It’s Total Recall night, after all.
I am curling up with a mug of hot tea and Total...
ENVY ME. Better yet: JOIN ME.
Anonymous asked: you're awesome. a superb human being with all the genuine flaws, tempered by greatness, that make us proud to be who we are. . .if we're lucky enough to see it that way when the clouds part. thanks, flutie. i'm glad you're here. there. and everywhere. :o)
msdarcys: and then i realized my life revolves around people that don’t exist And places. Don’t forget places: I REGRET NOTHING
Drabble: In the Beginning (Journey)
historymiss: Fanfic is the way I talk back to the things I love, to paraphrase that famous quote. I didn’t do such a great job of expressing why I love this game- so here’s another go at it in a language I’m more comfortable with. I’m sorry it’s so short, and that I kind of put my own preconceptions about the game into it a bit. I’m quite into myths and legends, and to me Journey read very much...
The Final Sacrifice
I’d hoped to do more with Emeric in Shadows, considering he was really my favorite NPC in the entire game, but sadly, his story never really fit in so well with Carver’s, no matter how hard I tried to squeeze it in. Poor Emeric, my Thedasian Humphrey Bogart. I’ll see you on the other side—or another fic. Previously: Like Old Times *** Carver doesn’t open the door to the...
anon asked: I actually dreamed last night about reading a ficlet you wrote. Isabela was narrating some kind of situation where her crew was “thunder-stomped” (thunder-something, a specific phrase you ‘wrote’ that I can’t now remember, dang it) into a fighting frenzy she was trying to get under control. Anyway, there was some serious Isabela/Carver ‘shipping...
No vomiting. No diarrhea. Just a bit of fragrant burping. Also he’s been a little snugglier than usual, I suppose. But mostly? He’s just been insanely proud of himself. Like he’s thinking to himself, “Fuck yeah, I just ate soap.”
Anonymous asked: I don't think tomato-juicing him will work, unless you make him ingest it. After all, it's coming from his breath, not his body.
Anonymous asked: You know, this whole "why is it when my dog eats soap..." thing you just rhetorically asked about why YOU taste soap....You make it sound as if your dog eats soap often. Is this an ongoing occurrence?
rhiannon42 replied to your photo: HE WONT STOP BURPING SOAPY BURPS AND NOW THE… I’m sorry, I should not be laughing at your pain, but this is kind of a little bit hilarious. ilu It’ll be fucking hysterical until he barfs it up. Which I hope is soon because I can’t take this concentrated soap smell. God it’s like he rolled in a Bath and Body Works. I might tomato-juice...
Why is it that when my dog eats a bar of soap all I can taste on my tongue is soap? THANKS DOG. THANKS.
Anonymous asked: Yes. We keep the soap on the high shelves in my house. Because of dogs.
My dog just ate a bar of soap.
An. Entire. Bar. Of. Soap. What are you doing, dog. What. Also, when I called the vet, she told me to watch for—AND I QUOTE—“foaming around the mouth”.
myjusticecake: Pulled From the Wreckage - Cas/Dean... →
myjusticecake: Part 1 “So how do we go Pimp of Babylon all over this bitch?” Sam made the face that meant he was offended by Dean’s language and Cas made the face that meant, apparently, that he was drunk. “I will acquire a weapon,” said the angel, lurched to his feet, and vanished. “Funny the things you can… THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER OMG CHAPPED ANGEL LIPS YES YES YES
To the anon who sent me such a lovely message:
I don’t know who you are, but thank you. You made my morning, my day, my week, possibly my forever. I won’t publish it because I kinda just want to hold onto it, just for me. So: Thanks.
Merrill/Anders "Selfish" (for flutie)
missl0nelyhearts: Merrill dreams of hawks. Two birds circling down, racing the low sweep of a cliff only to pull up and glide across a gilded plain of grass. One is red, the other black, and their shadows gallop over the golden sway of switchgrass, drifting apart as invisible currents take them to the edge of sunset. Take what you can get. She wakes. Outside her hovel, the alienage is steeped in...
Like Old Times
Thanks for all the lovely words of support y’all left me last night. It was wonderful to wake up to so much encouragement and commiseration, and I appreciated it more than I can say. According to my notes, there’s a few more one-shots before I start in on the next story arc, but given how long The Maker’s Right Hand went on, I might cut a few of those so we can get back to the...
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Doubt and writing.
Sorry for the lack of Shadows today. I wish I could blame work this time, but alas, no, today, it’s all me. Part of being a writer is losing faith—in yourself, in your story, in the plan you’ve put together. Hell, that’s just part of being alive. Even the most confident person has doubts—and I am far from the most confident person—but it’s just a matter...
a gift of jewelry
minorearth: Ficlet time! First prompt from earlier today, from flutiebear: Anders and Varric, going shopping for new earrings Anders eyed the market stall, pulling his coat farther around his torso. “You know I’m not comfortable in Hightown,” he said. “Why did you make me come?” “Because you’re beginning to develop a permanent reek of sewer water, and if you don’t air yourself out every...
all the podcasts i listen to are late this week
criminallyincompetent: all of them Knickerweasels was on time. Just sayin’. :)
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