#-forever fangirling-

[dragons-hoard-of-fandoms]

Alright Tumblr, who's it gonna be?

Obvious Bait or Boxy Boo Trix Rabbit?

[friendsdontlieokay]

They asked me to choose between Stancy and Jancy, so I chose ✨Guncy✨

[flyby303]

Season 2!!!! 😍💙

[storge]

She hasn't gone mad from pain. It's just that her inner feelings have been suppressed for too long.

The Double (2024) 1.11

[tanoroe]

spare some ghostface duo lottienat pleek 🤲

here you go pookie congrats on being my first ever ask 😽���� Jackie would deffo be Casey Becker but the real question is who would be Sydney Prescot and the rest of the gang

also since Lottie’s like 4 inches taller Nat’s gotta be wearing something like this so the heights match in their ghost face costumes and that thought makes me giggle so enjoy

[rosalie-starfall]

Bradward Boimler

Star Trek: Lower Decks - The Inner Fight

Seriously I am Boimler! I've been saying it since season 1. I am more like Boimler than any other Trek character in the Trek Universe and I Love him!

[sadiegirl2021]

It still takes my breath away every time I read the bonus chapter and see just how special the connection between Gwyn and Azriel is. SJM had absolutely no need to include Gwyn in the bonus chapter. It could have ended with Rhys’s dismissal or with Azriel alone, reflecting on his conflicted feelings. But instead, we’re given this beautiful moment where two lost souls find each other in the dark.

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!

He aimed for the training pit, giving in to the need to work off the temptation, the rage, and frustration and writhing need.

He found it already occupied. His shadows had not warned him. 

It was too late to bank without appearing like he was running, Azriel landed in the ring a few feet from where Gwyn practiced in the chill night, her sword glimmering like ice in the moonlight.

She stopped mid-slice, whirling to face him. "I’m sorry. I knew you all were going to the river house, so I didn’t think anyone would mind I came up here, and-”

"It's fine. I came to retrieve something I forgot." The lie was smooth and cool, as he knew his face was. His shadows peered over his wings at her.  

The young priestess smiled-and Azriel thought it might have been directed at his curious shadows. But she just hooked her coppery-brown hair behind an arched ear. "I was trying to cut the ribbon." She pointed with her sword at the white ribbon, which seemed to glow silver. 

“Aren't you cold?" His breath clouded in front of him.  

Gwyn shrugged. "Once you get moving, you stop noticing it."  

He nodded, silence falling. For a heartbeat, their gazes met. He blocked out the bloody memory that fashed, so at odds with the Gwyn he saw before him now.

Her head ducked, as if remembering it too. That he'd been the one who'd found her that day at Sangravah. "Happy Solstice," she said, as much a dismissal as it was a holiday blessing.  

He snorted. "Are you kicking me out?"  

Gwyn's teal eyes flashed with alarm. "No! I mean, I don't mind sharing the ring. I just... I know you like to be alone." Her mouth quirked to the side, crinkling the freckles on her nose. "Is that why you came up here?"  

Sort of. "I forgot something," he reminded her.  

"At two in the morning?"  

Pure amusement glittered in her stare. Better than the pain and grief he'd spied a moment before. So he offered her a crooked smile. "I can't sleep without my favorite dagger."

"A comfort to every growing child." 

Azriel's lips twitched. He refrained from mentioning that he did indeed sleep with a dagger. Many daggers. Including one under his pillow. 

"How was the party?" Her breath curled in front of her mouth, and one of his shadows darted out to dance with it before twirling back to him. Like it heard some silent music.

"Fine,"he said, and realized a heartbeat later that it wasn’t a socially acceptable answer. "It was nice."  

Not much better. So he asked, "Did you and the priestesses have a celebration?"  

"Yes, though the service was the main highlight." 

"I see."  

She angled her head, hair shining like molten metal. "Do you sing?” 

He blinked. It wasn't every day that people took him by surprise, but…" Why do you ask?" 

"They call you shadowsinger. Is it because you sing?" 

“I am a shadowsinger-it's not a title that someone just made.”

She shrugged again, irreverently. Az narrowed his eyes, studying her. "Do you, though?" she pressed. "Sing?" 

Azriel couldn't help his soft chuckle. "Yes." 

She opened her mouth to ask more, but he didn't feel like explaining. Or demonstrating, since that was surely what she'd ask next. So Az jerked his chin to the sword dangling from her hand. "Try cutting the ribbon again." 

"What-with you watching?"  

He nodded. 

She considered, and he wondered if she'd say no, but Gwyn blew out a breath, steadied her feet and balance, and sliced. A beautiful, precise blow, but it didn't sever the ribbon. 

"Again," he ordered, rubbing his hands against the cold, grateful for its bracing bite and the distraction of this impromptu lesson. 

Gwyn sliced again, but the ribbon remained unyielding.

“You're turning the blade a fraction as it comes parallel to the ground," Azriel explained, drawing his Illyrian blade from down his back. "Watch." He slowly demonstrated, rotating his wrist where she did. "You see how you open up right here?” He corrected his position. “Keep your wrist like that. The blade is an extension of your arm."  

Gwyn tried the movement as slowly as he had, and he watched her self-correct, fighting against the urge to open up her wrist and rotate the blade. She did it three times before she stopped falling into the bad habit. "I blame Cassian for this. He's too busy making eyes at Nesta to notice such mistakes these days." 

Azriel laughed. "I’ll give you that."  

Gwyn smiled broadly. "Thank you." 

Azriel dipped his head in a sketch of a bow, something restless settling in him. Even his shadows had calmed. As if content to lounge on his shoulders and watch.  

But sleep. He needed to at least attempt to get some. 

"Happy Solstice," Azriel said before aiming for the archway into the House. "Don't stay out too much longer. You'll freeze." 

Gwyn nodded her farewell, again facing the ribbon. A warrior sizing up an opponent, all traces of that charming irreverence gone. 

Azriel entered the warmth of the stairwell, and as he descended, he could have sworn a faint, beautiful singing followed him. Could have sworn his shadows sang in answer.

[ilexdesign]

Oranges

[izurathespookyskeleton]

If the trailer was this crazy for Stobotnik I already cant wait to see what these lunatics cooked up in their deleted scenes

[pekodaiz]

i got an osoaini comm from my sweet darling dear friend sparkle carrot drop saf

[harleys1nhawaii]

LOOK AT THOSE HUGE FKN BICEPS AND THAT SHIT EATING GRIN IM KICKING THE MATRESS SO HARD

[epickiya722]

Only her, just her, she's everything! 💜🐇

[fumifooms]

Marchil crumbs part 8

Part 1 - Part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5 - part 6 - part 7

They’re just fucking with us atp

Why do they look at each other like they’re the only people in the room……… Whatever this is only the second OP which is gonna be immortalized and be repeated for 12 eps after the first OP which had them mirror their poses and reach out to & stare at each other when you line the shots up whatever

THEY’RE SO CUTEEEEEE

Their pose in the new ver with Izutsumi is so…. Their pose mirror each other again… Guys I can’t do this

And then ofc the ED crumb <3 Loverboy longing strikes again

Which speaking of, them chatting and keeping close to each other because of course. Carrying convos while Laios and Senshi chill

As always…

The community likes to joke that the hourly Marcille twitter account is hourly marchil because they’re next to each other in panels close enough to be uncroppable just SO often. I looked through some chapters again i have soo many crumbs actually help god… Part 9 is already filled help -trips and falls and 30 more marchilly moments fall out-

Marcille’s chiding making him crack and cough up the truth about trolls <3 old married couple energy. Reigning her jokester bf in

Giggling at his "joke" except it’s not a joke and not funny, girl.. Get up… God, reminds me a little of the tentacles comic, where the party laughed at a thing he said and the laughter encouraged him to do another joke. The laughs matter to him lowkey hehe <3

Using each other’s tools~ A little intimate, a little too comfortable doing it. But they’re overly familiar with each other all the time so nothing new

Obviously he loves and cares for all of his friends but whenever shit hits the fan the person he tries to tug out of danger ("Marcille we need to get out of here!!!") is the girl who can blow things up with her mind all the time

Ok this would take way too long to put in here alongside a whole analysis so that’s what I’ll do: I’ll make a whole post about the weird unexpected ep 15 jealousy subtext and after I do I’ll link it here too for the chronology. But know that the anime adaptation of the dryad and cockatrice chapters put my marchil goggles ON it was wild

Considering what we were Just talking about, it’s interesting to indulge in the ‘jealous of Laios over Marcille’ train of thought. Laios is a knight, laios can actually step in if she’s in danger, the way he was able to and did once he was changeling-ed into a tallman… Might do a separate post compiling just all the times he tries to physically pull her away from trouble and such it’s interesting. Chilchuck being specially worried for Marcille for 90 chapters fun! And then as a tallman he pulls her around all over, because now he Can Do It…

Here though, him clicking his tongue is probably about her avoiding saying her age (ie to him being a massive hypocrite).

His shapeshifter of her is even talking about her hair quality. He’s obsessed man idk

It was very subtle in the anime sadly but you can notice his shapeshifter of her has more hair reflects, not just around the forehead but down the braid too.

We all know what Marcille’s shapeshifter of him was about already, refer to previous parts for Kui’s official explanation, but also the way he looks really tickles me. Bigger eyes and fluffier hair? Fluffier hair that looks tempting to pet mayhaps? You can truly feel the age on chilchuck on the right I feel lol… The contrast feels flattering to her shapeshifter lmaooo

He looks like he could star in Percy Jackson. YA male lead energy. Roguish hair beautiful brown eyes.

Glued at the hip

If you want the extra fun info… There are 4 of these What If comics in the first pamphlet right, one that centers each main four characters. Laios’ is the getting eaten by a dragon one, Senshi’s about what if they never met him, Chilchuck’s is about the treasure gems and Marcille’s is about… Chilchuck. Joking, it’s about Marcille worrying about Chilchuck. To heal or not to heal…

When Laios isn’t there Chilchuck defaults to her lead that’s kinda neat. Like we’ve seen many many times in this crumbs compilation they like to strategize together so, obviously they trust each other’s judgement to a high degree

Ok it’s been a long time since these stuff came out but there’s been a couple of jp VA Marcille & Chilchuck notable happenings. Marcille and Chilchuck VAs said each other’s characters were cute here at 16:05, and now this. Details, but also Chilchuck’s VA was told to act less familiar in-character with Marcille as said here also. Coworker cannot say she’s not a burden in that early episode too heartfelt, the blushing is already loud…

What do you mean… No he wasn’t……. Well. I’ll take the crumb…?

Below from the cover of the Delicious in Dungeon Memorial Illustration Book!

Next part hopefully soon!

[flyby303]

Some pretty scenery from Blue Exorcist 💙

[onceuponatimeinerebor]

It seems a little crazy that I can't remember if I've eaten food today but I just heard Demons by Imagine Dragons and I instantly remembered this one specific fic I read one time while listening to it on repeat because it 'fit perfectly' for the painfully 2010s era ship I was obsessed with at the time but haven't thought about in years.

[glittergelpensherlock]

Me: this year im going back to my roots!

My roots: