#//moving this from my old blog

[astralfist]

@monmuses asked: ‘ oh, can’t you think of nothin’ else? ‘ from damien!

sweeney todd: the demon barber of fleet street // lyrics sentence starters

"Now that you mention it, how about I just throw you across the street and then you can think of something else?"

That Damien boy was also the same boy who attended the same elementary school and class with him, who also decided to go crazy with his powers in which even the wind was becoming overpowering that Craig literally flew along with it. Craig may have been a weak little boy back then, but he isn't now! And he may not be able to exactly compete with Damien if the two were to get into a physical fight, but Craig wasn't here for that at all.

"You're a demon. Aren't you like invincible or whatever? Can't you do something to get us out of this mess?"

They were surrounded by a group of... how could Craig explain it in his head in the most sanest way possible? There were women from the Raisins restaurant, wannabe vampires, ninjas, and even police officers.

Oh hell. Hardly anything was ever normal here in South Park, nor did anything ever really make any sense. These were all just a group of weirdos, though Craig had to admit this was also a bit new as he never thought raisin women, wannabe vampires, ninjas, and the police would all team up together. At least that's what it almost looked like to him.

[aardvaark]

im so glad that we never get a clear picture of sophie’s background in leverage & i hope we never do. however i also really like making up various, often conflicting backstories for her in my head. perhaps they’re all backstories for an alias of hers, ones she laid to rest back in season two.

[kitttty-inchains]

i just wanna be your sweetheart ♡

[gjsxj0]

mindless rambling in tags don't mind me

[hermitcraftx]

just got a dm abt one of my posts and y'all please don't try and show the hermits (or any minecraft youtuber or content creator for that matter) my posts, i'm uncomfortable with it and don't want any of my posts shown to a cc. if they stumble upon it naturally that's unfortunate but i can live with it since i do maintag a lot (something i REALLY need to stop doing tbh i already know i need to make a tagging system just for my blog that wont clog results) but going out of ur way to show a cc is entirely different and something i am not comfortable with.

no hate to the person at all but even if i wasn't a little silly and weird with it sometimes i wouldn't be comfortable with it, i want my blog to be a purely fandom only space with none of the creators involved <3 please respect this

[all-or-nothing-baby]

LAVENDER MILK AND BLACKBERRY WINE

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The first time they share a room together at an inn, Jaskier is, unsurprisingly, completely at ease with—well. With everything.

The bard is so comfortable in these surroundings, obviously much more at home with soft bed linens and oil lamps than a patch of damp grass and only the light of a yellow-y moon. Jask is seemingly still so at ease with Geralt, too, even in such close quarters. He's apparently also completely unbothered by his own stark nakedness as he now shamelessly strips down entirely, readying himself for a warm and replenishing lavender milk bath and a cup or ten of blackberry wine.

The witcher watches the bard, whilst trying not to.

Geralt's cat-eyes very much struggle to stop following pale and slender limbs as they swirl around like dragonflies in the fragrant steam that now sits heavy and hot in the midst of their small room. Jaskier prances and preens and eventually melts like jam in porridge into the bath's soothing waters. The eternal bard then, of course, proceeds to prattle on and away about something and nothing and everything, occasionally breaking out into broken verses of half‐baked songs.

Geralt—sat sharpening his blades, sometimes grunting in occasional outward acknowledgement, sometimes not—keeps trying his damned best not to look.

He fails.

Jaskier sips long and often from his cup, the wine leaving his full mouth lacquered. Plum‐stained. Inviting.

Geralt watches still, swallowing whole cupfuls at a time of the sweetened fruit wine, thickly and far too fast.

The bard is then nonchalantly asking Geralt if Geralt, “Would you like to maybe join me in the tub?”  

Geralt pulls a face with an air of faux-disdain, huffing and puffing his cowedly dismissal. 

Very obviously trying not to smile, Jaskier purses those berry‐smacked lips of his and merely blinks at Geralt for a few moments, just. Looking. Or looking back, seeing as Geralt—even red-faced and fuming as he is—simply cannot look away.

Then Jask concedes a small, secretive smile, like he knows something Geralt wants to, before he shrugs it off and says, not unkindly, "Suit yourself."

Geralt immediately hurls himself out of the room with the force of an enraged Archgriffin, the plucked excuse of purchasing more wine a most welcome gods-send.

"Hurry back, dear witcher!" Jaskier's giggling torment floats after him. 

On his way down the staircase to the main part of the inn, Geralt bites into his bottom lip so fucking hard he's tasting iron for the rest of the hellish evening.

[russianyoshkinaneko]

[loupy-mongoose]

WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT!

I was looking through your old posts, and saw THIS!

OTHER MEWTWOS PLANNED?!?!?!

(the post it's from:https://www.tumblr.com/loupy-mongoose/738113029784354816/for-a-mew-that-technically-died-young-mo-has-like?source=share)

Yup! :3 I've got a few sitting in my mental freezer.

[luck-of-the-drawings]

when i was in highschool one o my biggest coping mechanisms was drawing all the kids i hated getting killed and eaten and killed. and well. time is a slowly ascending spiral. you will find patterns.(i work as a blackjack dealer. gamblers are FASCINATING

[the-kipsabian]

[monksexualizer]

also one of the things i hatteeeeee hate hate hate about tumblr and having been on here for so long is how it shows the oldest posts in a tag on your blog on the sidebar

[rosewiltd]

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 .

DISCLAIMER: many of these will be touching on sensitive or triggering topics. please keep in mind the trigger warnings on my pinned post and tags on each linked post before reading.

GENERAL INFO.

main timeline of events

corinne's abuser

living arrangements

her dog(s)

corinne's contact list in her phone

ABOUT CORINNE.

full name + meaning

detailed appearance

wardrobe preferences ( edit/dash game)

romantic/sexual orientation + relationship with sex after trauma

religious beliefs

catholic confirmation with the church

sleep habits

coping mechanisms ( or lack thereof )

aversion to being photographed

ABOUT THE DELACROIX FAMILY.

corinne's parents

an "old money" family

THE USFW STUFF.

wardrobe edit ( spicy edition )

sexual inclinations ( dash game )

more specific inclinations/kinks

[romaritimeharbor]

I just wanted to say i really like how you’re planning to give the older sibling Reader actual trauma and issues from Draff and basically having to go through what Diona does except to a higher degree, even if they manage it differently and seem to be more um, well-adjusted? At least on a first glance.

Do you know how old Reader is supposed to be exactly? And are you open to suggestions for which character’s feature in the series/ interact with them?

to be truthful with you, this series will pull a lot from my own experiences. i know drunk people do not make good parents because i literally went through it. so reader's trauma will probably feel Very real, because for me, it is very real. having an alcoholic as a parent fucking sucks. i don't anymore, but i did once, and it was not fun! what else is there to do other than turn my trauma into a fanfic series fr /LH I PROMISE

i would say 16-18, i haven't really fully decided yet!! i will leave it unspecified for a while to see if people have any feedback or preferences they'd like to voice. and yes of course!!!!!! i am so open to suggestions and ideas; the suggestions and ideas are what will keep the series going. idk if you were around for this or if you've seen it, but i have an adoptive dad kaveh au series (that i really need to continue working on tbh LMAO), and it has gone on for so long solely because people have sent me their ideas. so yes, by all means, i am open to suggestions!!!

[bl-bam-beyond]

FOUREVER YOU (2024, THAILAND)

Episode 1

Easter aka Ter (KATSAMONNAT NAMWIROTE aka EARTH aka COOHEART) seems to have a past with Veterinarian President Hill (PONLAWIT KETPRAPAKORN aka POND) one he is trying to run away from.

However Hill is completely enamored with his junior veterinary freshman. And the more Ter runs away. The more Hill pursues.

What exactly is their past together? That has Hill head over heels and Ter trying to keep his distance even though his interest is clear.

@pose4photoml @just-another-boyslove-blog

[rinhaler]

aaaaa my brother is putting my new desk chair up for me tomorrow I’m so happyyyyyy 🥹🥹

[xbound-hell-houndx]

@xbound-hell-houndx "Huh? Me? Nah...I never had any of my own." He said softly, "I Took care of...someone else's kids." His eyes narrowed softly. "...They were pretty good kids, yeah." He chuckled, "Little wild at times but...most kids are when they're young." He smiled warmly at the other. "Cheese burger? Hamburger? Both? Whichever. I usually get a few." He says as he placed an order for four burgers for himself. "Good for me? Being able to tell your sister you are tonight...that will be good for me."

@a-hazbin-spider Oh..? Oh. That was a little strange. He can’t really recall talking to someone that did that before. Unless they were strictly a sitter or the like. This man almost sounded like he was just two steps away from actually being the kids’ parent. “Good t’know you weren’t completely dealt a shit hand, then. Fa what it’s worth- which is maybe nothin’, I bet the kids liked ya too.” He trails a moment. He actually hadn’t caught the dog’s name yet. “Shit, I ain’t been ‘xactly professional here. What do I call ya?” It was probably good to know. He was quite literally behaving as his meal ticket right now. He’s definitely grateful for that much, and hasn’t found any reason to think the kindness is for some ulterior motive. “Uh- cheese?” He’s asking you, dipshit. “Yeh. I ain’t totally sure I’d be able to pack away any more without trouble. Das all. I’m sure he’d find it if I tried t’save somethin’ for later.” Yep. That’s such a normal thing to explain!

(From HERE)

The canine's ear flicked a bit...

It was hard to notice, what with his dark as night fur and all--

But there was a bit of a smile there. Not much of one...just a slight wry sort of crooked smile--- but a smile all the same.

"Yeah...thanks kid." he chuckled softly, "I may have just worked for the family but...I like to think maybe they did. Maybe. At least I hope they did...a little bit..."

He shrugged his shoulders a bit rolling down the tinted windows just a slight-- while he let up to let the smoke vent out. "My name ain't important." he said softly, "Just a run of the mill errend boy...doing a fasvor for your sister...think nothin'of it kid." he sdaid softly, "You don't even have to think about me when I'm gone...hell feel free to fuhgehd'all about me later."