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[kingtheghast]

Martyn shrank into his armor slightly. Fuck. He was an idiot. “Ah.”

TL;DR - Martyn is a warlock mercenary who stumbles through a gate to the Plane of Faerie, and accidentally indebts himself to the local Archfey lord, King Ren. Shenanigans ensue.

My pieces for @mcytblraufest from the renchanting duo fic, to bedevil and beguile, by @eternalduos

[shaadowmilkcookie]

class doodle… i want to see snapdragon kill people

[bebsibby]

Transgender website, heed my call!!!

I need help covering top surgery bills :) I've been approved for surgery on August 8th, and need help covering my before, during, and after of it all. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE share and donate if you can, I make barely above min wage and insurance premiums to allow my surgery to NOT be 7k are steep.

[alexandraisyes]

FACTS

Monty and Earth are not the best, like I feel if I knew Earth I would be like “I beg you dump Monty”

Like, “they make each other happy”

PLEASE, ITS NOT ABOUT SHIPPING ITS ABOUT HAVING A HEATHY RELATIONSHIP

I know that Earth is a fictional animatronic woman and I AM begging her to dump that gator ass and find someone who isn’t a toxic, manipulative, lying asshole. It feels like negligence on Earth’s part because “He hasn’t done that to me”.

As Monty is pointing loaded guns at his friends and his friends KIDS but don’t worry guys it’s just a joke haha. As Monty is violating Nexus’s privacy and autonomy after being denied consent to access his software to talk to Old Moon. As Monty is belittling Sun and trying to form Nexus in Old Moon’s image and refusing to move on and pretending to be Nexus’s friend but if he actually gave a shit he would have told Earth that he walked in on her brother having a violent hallucination.

But Monty hasn’t done any of that to Earth so it doesn’t matter to her because surely it’s not as big a deal as everybody makes it out to he, right? Monty’s laughing and saying it was all a joke or for a greater good and to trust the process and do I blame earth? Absolutely not.

She’s had stability her whole life, had someone to tell her not to worry about things, to just focus on being perfect. And then she lost that. And now she has it again in Monty. There’s a very popular saying that’s been proven true, and it’s that women will subconsciously look for and settle for men that remind them of their fathers. And her father was a slimy, lying, manipulative bastard. And so is Monty.

So I don’t blame her. But I’m standing here waiting for everything to crumple around her when Monty shows her his true colors and not just the performance he puts on to woo her. I’m pacing anxiously like a friend who knows their bestie is going to get her heart broken, and all I can do is be there to catch her when she falls.

[pockyandsoda]

played around in canva earlier to make a new 'about me' pinned post kinda thing. tried to re-create the standard star trek computer graphics, but a lil more modern and closer to my personal aesthetics, while still keeping the campiness. it's supposed to look like the standard light-blue-transparant kinda projection screens that are always used in sci-fi nowa days. which, by the way, i've never really understood because personally i would really struggle to actually be able to use screens like that, it just doesn't seem practical tbh. anyway, the image in question is below, although it's only occurring to me literally right now that maybe i went a bit too over board with the blue. will probably try the same thing with a more pastel-pink-and-purple vibe soon.

[restinpeacesensei]

I stepped into a room with clocks That all told different times I stepped into a mirrored world That mirrored all our crimes

You keep picking at the scab And I'll keep selling the plaster You keep telling me that I'm bad But I keep on getting better faster

I've lost, I've lost my innocence I've found my self-belief And in a cup of loneliness I've found instant relief

[worshippdsun]

I was horrifically reminded that it is, in fact, July this morning and so HAPPY ARTFIGHT EVERYONE!!!!!

[orcelito]

The difficulty of planning some serious story things and not wanting to spoil said story things but also not wanting to risk upsetting ppl via untagged serious story things

It's. A balance, I guess. If at that point they've seen all the general warnings and don't understand that this is meant to be an honest depiction, then like. Idk.

[supamerchant]

Me:

bitches be like “he’s my comfort character” and it’s just some dude covered in blood

[inkwillstain]

if my tags dont make sense thats bc im having a little conversation with one of my friends or myself and thats that on that 😌

[professorjirt]

not to be a hater but it is an insta-block when people post an entire long fic uncut in general tags— it’s not a huge deal if it’s a scroll or two. But when it’s Do You Love The Color Of The Sky type scrolling, I’m going right back up to the username and blocking— it’s not hard to cut posts at all people, please, I don’t want to be mean and block people but I will read those fics if it catches my attention, not bc I’m forced to!!! It’s not like I have a grudge or anything I just am forced to block in order to be able to navigate the tags without hyper scrolling. Even if I do read the fic and like it, I am not going to read it every single time I see it either. It’s just not very considerate, yknow?

[bogwarg]

Homestead Greys In Star Trek DS9

I recently started watching Deep Space 9 and it brought the biggest smile to my face to see Sisko wearing a Homestead Greys hat.

The Homestead Grays were a Pittsburgh-based Negro league baseball team that played in the Negro National League from 1922 to 1948…

The Homestead Grays were one of the most successful Negro league baseball teams, winning multiple championships in the Negro National League. The Homestead Grays weren’t inducted into the National Baseball Hall of Fame UNTIL 2006 (almost 60 years later!). The teams primary owner was inducted 60 years after his death. They were one of the best baseball teams PERIOD… They won nine straight league titles 1937-48. So seeing one of the characters in a show from the 90’s represent this team years before the baseball hall of fame even did made me so happy… The record stats from the Homestead Greys weren’t put into consideration into baseball history until this year! The Homestead Greys had some of the best baseball players of all time on their team.

As someone from Pittsburgh seeing this team represented in something as impactful as Star Trek made me so happy. Whoever did the costuming for Star Trek Deep Space 9, excellent job.

EDIT: I’ve read some of the tags and from my understanding it seems like it was Avery Brooke’s idea to include the Homestead Greys cap in DS9. Atm I am unable to confirm that. Either way, that’s so fucking cool and really has added a lot to the show for me!!

[savebylou]

Some tw warning mention in the tags and comments:

tw Liam’s death

death details

death detail

sad details

16 oct cw

16oct cw

death tw

tw death

death cw

cw death

drugs tw

details about Liam's hotel

liam's passing

justice for liam

dead body

death details cw

tw death mention

oh liam darling

tw payno details 🕊️ & twpaynodetails🕊️

cw death details

liam's death

blog: liampaynemysteriousdeath (nothing againat this blog but if you don't want to know details about his case block the blog).

-With the articles seems like in the majority they put details of his death so if you see one share skip it if you don't want to know details and if you post one or reblog it with death details please tag it with one of this tags mention.

-Filtered post content (filtering words): blood, ambulance, police, hotel, drugs, drunk, building, report, toxicology, drug, staff, alcohol, dead body and others you can think of add them to your blog settings if you need too (I have a few more words but it does imply how it happened so if you want me to give me those words so you can filter them send me a dm I don't want to write those here and it makes me sick knowing them).

-Others are using rip liam (just consider that this is also a tag use for other content related to Liam that is not about graphic details of his death so maybe you will filter a lot of content). I do find more helpful the others specific tags that rip liam, so in case you are using rip liam for graphic details of death and you can change it for one of the other options would be great so it can be a difference in the content that is share the graphic one and the other content of Liam (what i don't want to see is graphic details of that day or talks about that specific day, the rest about Liam's death like his memorials and thoughts of him I do want to see).

Adding tags about Liam.

Is it possible that any content you reblog or post that talks about the day that Liam passed away can you use a tag so I can block it? I really keep seeing posts talking about what happened that day and I really don't want to know details or think about that day ever and I will be very thankful that even if you don't use tags you do this exception. I know a lot of people don't use tags but please do this for me and anyone that don't want to see that type of content please. I get that is something that people want to talk about and I respect it but I want to filter those tags for my mental health.

And if you do use a tag let me know which one it is so I can block it please. Thank you ❤️

[charmac]

you're the first account that popped up when i made an account. i just wanted to ask how does tumblr work, is it like instagram or reddit in any way? i am super confused. thanks.

Ruh roh, ha, lol. Well, welcome to Tumblr hope you learn to love it here.

I feel like Tumblr is a little more personalised than any other platform, because it’s a blogging website. Basically, your account is your blog and you follow other blogs you’re interested in.

The major difference for engagement is that Tumblr relies on reblogs (reposts) to keep posts active and connect people, not likes. You have a blog, so put some content on it! Even if you don’t want to make any posts yourself, reblogging is a great way to interact with people, support their creations/ideas, and keep the community alive.

The tags are your best friend. When you tag something, your post will show up and be noticeable for others to find. If you’re posting Sunny, we use #iasip for the majority of Sunny-related posts. You can check out that tag to see what’s going on right now, but Tumblr is kinda perpetually broken and it’s a bit of a crapshoot what you’ll see there, so I highly recommend following some Sunny blogs (and keep your dash set to ‘following’ to get the good stuff)

Tags aren’t just for original posts to get noticed, they’re also a good way to sort your blog (you can later go on your/any blog and search for anything tagged, Macdennis, for example, and see just those posts). But my favourite use of tags here is to talk. You can reblog something and add your thoughts, comments, opinions, praise, etc. as tags. This is a great way to start/continue conversations, go a little insane, or just praise the shit out of things you love or agree with that you’re reblogging. Most of the people I follow/have become friends with here are via their opinions or comments on tags of posts, it’s really a fun way to communicate.

The other cool thing about Tumblr, or the best thing, is the formatting. You can put as much text as you want in different forms, up to 30 images/gifs in a post, you can add videos or music in those same posts, you can change the colour and typography of text, and we have polls now! You can also always edit your posts if you’ve made a mistake. Pretty cool.

I recommend using a computer and the website when possible, but I get most people use their phones for everything nowadays.

Honestly, if you just follow a couple of people, start posting (or reblogging) and hang out, you’ll get the hang of it all pretty quickly. We basically just shoot our shit and hype each other up, rinse and repeat. With the new episode tonight, you’re gonna get a flood of content soon. Welcome, hope this was helpful and glad to see new people here :)

[saetoru]

✩ ‧₊˚ ✩ PARTNERS — GOJO SATORU. (rich boy! au)

contents. college! au, rich boy! gojo, established relationship, you and suguru are partnered for a project instead of satoru…and he doesn’t take the news lightly, dramatic toru and INSTIGATOR suguru

satoru is sulking—you’d find it a little amusing any other day, but he seems a bit more upset than usual. and quite frankly, suguru isn’t really helping things out either, so you feel just a little bad.

“baby,” you poke his cheek, “it’s not our fault! we just got randomly assigned—”

“whatever,” he huffs. you tug at his arm, but he pulls it away.

it just so happens that the three of you seem to share a class this semester—but unfortunately, suguru is assigned as your partner for a project. it’s the same project satoru wanted to be paired with you for. he seems convinced it’ll be you and him that are called—which, in all honesty, the likelihood of being paired with you out of the multiple people in the class is low, but it’s only added insult to injury that suguru had the odds in his favor.

satoru is not handling it well.

“toru,” you insist, pinching his cheek in hopes to cheer him up. he scowls at you—as if this is your fault, “c’mon, cheer up! now that it’s suguru, you can just tag along when we work—”

“tag along?” he cuts you off, tone bordering on hurt, “so now i’m the third wheel?”

oh dear.

“n-no!” you say quickly—suguru has the audacity to snicker, earning a warning glance from you, “you’re never the third wheel, toru. you’re the first wheel! the only wheel. really!”

“y’know,” suguru starts—you already know whatever he’s about to say is going to make things ten times worse. you try (and fail) to glare at him until he’s silent. “if i recall, the two of you got together through a project, didn’t you? who knows, maybe you’ll have the biggest crush on me after this is over.”

suguru drops the bomb and winks. you look at him like you want to kill him. satoru’s face is devastated.

you think this might be the end.

“what?” satoru gasps, turning to you quickly, “tell him that’s impossible, tell him! tell him he’s hideous and that you only have eyes for me—”

“toru, of course i only have eyes for you, don’t listen to him, he’s just pushing your buttons—”

“hey, you never know. i might charm you,” suguru adds fuel to the fire—this time, you throw your water bottle at him. he catches it with ease, throwing you a smug grin that makes you scowl deeper.

“you’re hideous, suguru,” satoru spits, “no way anyone would leave me for you—”

“that already happened. remember your girlfriend in middle school?”

“that doesn’t count! we were too young to know what love was back then!”

satoru is practically inconsolable now—you consider dropping out of this class just for the sake of peace. maybe you can take it over the summer and be paired with a random stranger that won’t bother your dramatic boyfriend. maybe you can evade the project altogether with a different professor. maybe you can kill suguru and the misfortune of a dead partner can grant you an automatic exemption from this assignment.

you weigh your options as satoru slumps with a pout.

“whatever,” he grumbles, “i don’t even care. have fun without me.”

suguru chuckles, shaking his head in amusement. you sigh before cupping satoru’s cheeks and giving him a small kiss to his forehead to cheer him up.

not surprisingly, it doesn’t seem to work.

“cheer up, baby,” you reason, “at least since it’s just suguru, you won’t have to leave us alone to work! it won’t be awkward if you’re there too.”

“but you’ll be too busy working with suguru to talk to me,” he says bitterly.

“at least i’ll have a handsome face to keep me motivated,” you grin, kissing his jaw—now that…that seems to cheer him up considerably. he brightens, plastering that usual smug grin he sports, as if the world around him wasn’t ending just moments ago.

“i am handsome, aren’t i?” he hums, wrapping an arm around you—mission accomplished, you think happily.

“yeah,” you nod quickly, “and suguru is hideous anyway. i’d never leave you for someone with a tacky man bun—”

“hey, leave my hair out of this—”

“it is pretty tacky,” satoru nods and agrees.

suguru crosses his arms, glaring at the both of you before he opens his mouth to retaliate. you cut in before he can say anything else to worsen satoru’s mood any further.

“and maybe you can help me—you’re smarter than suguru too.”

“he is not—”

“you’re right baby,” satoru hums, “maybe this is for the best. i’ll save both of your grades this way.”

suguru’s vein all but pops. “we don’t need your help—”

“don’t worry suguru,” satoru grins confidently, pointing to himself with his thumb, “i’ll save your grade. no need to thank me—ow!”

you watch tiredly as suguru throws your water bottle at satoru’s head—it’s going to be a long project.

i already know the switch boy! au people are gonna start the “suguru definitely wants reader” comments. i’m waiting for them i can sense them already

[natailiatulls07]

New wag in the paddock

Summary - Being the newest wag in the paddock can be quite daunting but with the right people around you, it's all okay

Warning - None <3

A/n - Slowly easing back into writing?? We'll see lol

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Walking into the paddock with beyond nerve racking, with photographers just inside of the entrance and fans just outside of the entrance - I had no where to hide or breathe.

Luckily walking alongside me with Rebecca Donaldson, Carlos' partner. Because of our partners friendship, we were close friends. She had become someone who'd help me and become like a sister to me in the paddock and even beyond.

This morning particularly she had come over to mine and Landos suite to help me get ready for my first paddock day just after him and Carlos had left. Helping with picking out a gorgeous dress, helping with my makeup and also my hair. Like my own fairy godmother in a way.

'Wow there's a lot of people here...' I whisper in her direction, my eyes took in the busyness of a Sunday morning race day paddock. Next to me, I feel her laugh - She's used to this.

With a soft nod and a slip of an arm round my back, Rebecca is quick to reply. 'Yep it's a race day in Miami, you'll get used to it...' I feel her gently pushing me along, prompiting me not to run back out and go back to the safety of the hotel.

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It wasn't long before she dropped me off at the McLaren hospitality. Wishing me good luck with a hug and a warm smile before I stand pathically watching her leave me to defend for myself - Almost like a child would whilst being dropped off for their first day of school. In a sense, it was exactly that; I had been dropped off and know expected to make friends until someone I knew would come and safe me.

I breathe in, turn on my heel and walk quietly into the McLaren hospitality. Inside it's modern and high tech, obviously very well thought out. There are multiple seating areas, some small groups accompanying a couple. I can smell fresh coffee as I walk over to a small sofa, sitting there anxiously.

Opening my phone, I can already see multiple notification from various social platforms. I hazard a guess that they are mostly all gossip sites tagging me in their posts.

But one notification stands out to me.

It's on instagram, informing me that I've been added to a groupchat. More specifically a groupchat for the f1 wags. My heart warms at their consideration and kindness, so this is what it feels like to be in a big friendship group of girls.

Soon a few messages start to load into the chat;

lilymhe - Heyyy Y/n! Welcome to the group, this is a safe space for you always xx

francisca.cgomes - Yeah all the girls are in this group so we all gossip, vent and help out in here! Girls support girls obv <3

carmenmmundt - Hi sweetheart!

kellypiquet - Literally if you need anything, send a quick message here and we'll help always x

alexandrasaintmleux - Babes I just saw the photos, you look STUNNING!!! <333

I don't even the big smile that forms on my lips, the feeling of acceptance heavy on my mind. Accidently I don't notice the person in front of me until I hear a soft cough. Looking up I recogise Lando trainer, Jon, stood waiting patiently with a small smile. I gasp at my oblivion. 'Oh my gosh, I'm sorry! You haven't been stood there long, gosh how oblivious can I get?' I nervously ramble.

I've only met him a hand full of times and to keep him waiting felt very rude of me. A soft chuckle escapes his lips as he shakes his head, prompting me to breathe out a sigh of relief.

'No don't worry, I came to get you cause you're boyfriend wants to see you before the race starts...' He explains, watching as I quickly gather my things - I don't want to keep him waiting any longer. 'Hey, no need to rush...' He chuckles, sensing my nerves. It'd be hard not to.

Notable I slow down, no longer rushing to collect myself. I let out a soft sigh, a smile screwing itself onto my lips. And once I have everything, I let Jon lead the way through to Landos garage.

As soon as we walk into the garage, my eyes are immediately drawn to Lando who is stood talking to a few engineers. With his classic smile on his face, something I really do adore is watching as he talks about his job - He really does love it, possible more than me.

I stand there for a few seconds, not wanting to intrude on his conversation. Around me the team work around the garage, clearly buzzing with pre race excitement, nerves and preparation - Something Jon went along with when we arrived.

Then suddenly, I feel eyes on me and I notice Lando walking towards me enthusiastically. As soon as I am in arms reach, I feel his arms slip comfortably around my waist. 'Hi...' I smile, slipping my own arms around his neck. 'How are you doing?'

Lando takes a few seconds, just staring lovingly at me before smirking. 'Good, better now that you're here. How did this morning go? You and Rebecca get here alright?' He questioned, very grateful that I had someone to join this morning.

I nod keenly, moving on to explain about my morning as my hand start to play with some of his mullet. 'Oh I was added to the wag groupchat, they're all really nice people. They said that I can talk to them about anything and ask for advice you know. I've only really met Rebecca so they don't they even know me but they still like accept me, I thought that was the sweet thing ever...' Unintentionally I go onto ramble about the other wags befriending me, only really stopping when I notice his gaze and gentle warm smile. 'Sorry I'm rambling...'

Looking around us, I can see some engineers watching curiously. A mix of his gaze on me, my realization and the engineers watching all make me blush deeply. 'No it's okay...'

His british cuts through my thoughts, reassuring me. 'I'm really happy that you got them beside you, they know what you're going through a lot more than I will ever so that's great!' One of his hands moves up to caress my cheek lovingly.

A comfortable silence falls on us for a few seconds, before I speak up once again. 'So are you ready for the race today? Is the car good?' I ask, despite not really understanding the sport I'm desperate to learn through Lando.

He turns, watching as the engineers do their final preperations and work and nodding confidently. 'Yeah all good! I've got my good luck charm with me and the car is set to do magic today!' Even the way he explains everything, there is a lot of excitement in his voice. I nod, careful to take in all the information he's telling me.

Our conversation continues for a few more minutes before he's notified that he has to make a move to get the car out onto the track. Quick Lando turns back towards me, smiling and pulling me into a tender kiss. 'I love you! Wish me luck!'

I return the same energy and excitement. 'Good luck Lan! You've got this! I love you too!'

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