She's Allowed To Stab Me As Long As She Also Licks The Wounds

phys.org

Archaeologists uncover monumental relief of King Ashurbanipal in ancient city of Nineveh

A team from Heidelberg University excavating in Iraq made a spectacular find: In the throne room of the North Palace of King Ashurbanipal in

Great find.

“Don’t get mad if I fall asleep on you” for Jaheira/NF

Jaheira’s curled up on Astele’s bed—not wildshaped, not surreptitious, just Jaheira. She smiles like this isn’t something novel and also fucking insane. This isn’t what they do. She shows up late at night sometimes, sure, but not late at night when she’s got adventurers to herd, tucked up at the Elfsong doing whatever other insane charity work needs their attention. She doesn’t have time for things like this.

She’s not wearing her fuck-me lingerie, and it is psychologically damaging for Astele to realize that they’ve been doing this for enough time that she can tell how Jaheira’s feeling based on what she’s worn to bed. Fuck-me lingerie—pretty self-explanatory. Green adventuring leathers—business only, and she’s usually paired them with a grim expression that’s nothing like the drowsy smile Astele sees now.

She’s wearing a smile. A smile, and a soft, summer-green blouse with gauzy sleeves, clearly designed for relaxation, possibly at least fifty years out of style. On anyone else, it would look absurd. Jaheira can’t look absurd to Astele.

“Don’t get mad if I fall asleep on you,” Astele says, shoulders up. “Been a hell of a day even with the Stone Lord gone. And there’s worse coming.”

“I know,” says Jaheira. She stretches out her legs on the bed and pats the spot next to her.

Astele sits down.

Jaheira touches her face. “You do look tired,” she observes, but not in the usual tone of voice. A different one.

“Is this because we’re all going to fucking die?”

“Perhaps.” Jaheira’s fingers brush her cheek. No one else in the world is allowed to touch Astele like that, she decides, and then realizes there’s an else in that sentence. “Perhaps I just missed you.”

bbc.com

Face of 75,000-year-old Neanderthal woman revealed

Scientists build a 3D model of one of our evolutionary cousins from the pieces of a shattered skull.

What would it be like to meet one of our closest human relatives from 75,000 years ago in the flesh? Scientists have produced a remarkable reconstruction of what a Neanderthal woman would have looked like when she was alive. It is based on the flattened, shattered remains of a skull whose bones were so soft when excavated they had the consistency of "a well-dunked biscuit". Researchers first had to strengthen the fragments before reassembling them. Expert palaeoartists then created the 3D model. The representation appears in a new BBC Studios documentary for Netflix called Secrets of the Neanderthals, which examines what we know about our long-lost evolutionary cousins, who became extinct about 40,000 years ago.

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𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐍/𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐋 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟑: Moonmaiden's Silver Light

Look you have to take minthara to the circus ok? You have to. Letting her tell her one joke and also kill a clown is important enrichment for her.

they are so cute 😔❤️ cr FLampsy

Et tu, Minthy?

Celebrating Ides of March drow style 😎

(don't remember where I found this screenshot, hope OP - whoever they are - doesn't mind. Reach out if it's you and it shall be acknowledged)