UM SO I ANIMATED A QUICK LIL THING WHILE I HAD NO INTERNET YESTERDAY AMONGST OTHER THINGS
I’m SORRY I DIDN’T ANIMATE MORE OF IT
IT TURNED OUT BAD AND I WAS SO EMBARRASSED SO I KEPT IT SIMPLE
Fighter-Cleric: “Leave the magic sword-in-a-bubble alone. Nothing good comes of those. Just look at Joe.”
Druid: “His sword keeps hitting him in the face when he does something stupid, I think that’s pretty good.”
Bard: “I… flick a chip of stone at the sword bubble.”
DM: “The bubble explodes with concussive force. When you return to your senses, the magic sword is in your hand, informing you her name is Esmerelda, she has chosen you as her Cavalier, and oh, by the way, you’re now an elven woman.”
Ex-Bard: “God FUCKING damnit, not again.”
I’ve finally built up a nice series of essays on writing asexuality and asexual characters in fiction. Here they are, all together in one place. They’re intended to be useful for asexual and non-asexual writers alike. They are also meant to be inclusive of gray-asexual and demisexual characters, although my knowledge is limited there.
These essays assume you already have a basic knowledge of what asexuality means: a general lack of sexual attraction to other people. This is not Asexuality 101; for that, check out the links on my resources page.
- Character Development Questions
- Demisexual Characters and Relationships
- Glossary of Words and Concepts Used in Asexual Communities
- Fetishization of Asexuality
- How to Show That a Character is Asexual
- Negative Responses Asexual Characters May Get When Coming Out
- Plot Ideas
- Potential Sources of Conflict For Asexual Characters
- Sex Scenes with Asexual Characters
- Stereotypes to Avoid
Other potentially relevant topics
- Aromanticism 101
- Aromantic Representation, or Lack Thereof
- Sherlock Holmes as an Asexual Character - May be useful if you need an example or inspiration for how asexuality can influence a character and their relationships.
This post may be updated in the future as I write more stuff on this subject; I’ll link to it from my blog’s homepage so it’s easy to find.
Portals to Hell by hrmphfft
I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO FIND THIS AGAIN FOR MONTHS
I AM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW
This is one of those posts that you need to save and tag or you’ll never see it again for 84 years.
Whoever drew this is an amazing person and I love them.
What in hell
Now that she was older, Integra hadn’t given much thought to the various aromas that greeted her every day. However, lavender and cloves were wonderfully familiar. So much so that a warm and genuine smile turned the corners of her lips upward; a small ache forming as it remained there.
Not only were the two scents reassuring, but they practically blended together perfectly. Lavender had been her favorite as a child — not just for the flower’s color but its fragrance was calming. Cloves brought to mind Hellsing’s butler, and most likely her favorite inhabitant of the manor. He smelled of such, and of course a bundle of other homey and unique things.
She’d memorized the scent because of how often she’d work her way closer to Walter. Regardless of her mood, the heiress had always found herself tucked tightly to his form. He could be reading, drinking tea, performing daily chores, teaching her, or otherwise minding his own business — and if Integra wasn’t at his side or on his lap, then she’d certainly seek him out and demand his attention anyhow.
Both were safety, beauty, reassurance and family. They were love, softness, and home.
Human being to the mob
What’s a mob to a king?
What’s a king to a god?
What’s a god to a non-believer?
Who don’t believe in anything?
(Source: viviling)Played 22677 times.
*murmurs a small headcanon about Walter singing a ‘my best friend’ song to baskerville when he was a wee little one and they’d cuddle. all the words would be improvised, every time, and he’s tone dead so it would change in tune.*
in a universe where Walter doesn’t betray Hellsing, in his final days, Alucard charges baskerville with laying by his side untill he peacefully passes.