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[somerandomdudelmao]

Just drew this little thing in the notes on my phone. It's quite messy, but meh~

[sandushengshou]

'Anne Rice's Interview with the Vampire' | Variety Studio presented by Google TV

[077891st]

What secrets could this book hold?

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Saw Sniff's handmade (!!!) Lexica Botania and this image engraved itself onto my eyelids then my internet died lmao

[cowtiekentos]

NAPOLEON DYNAMITE (2004) dir. Jared Hess

[championsandheroes]

It was sweet that Astarion was under the belief that no one would figure out he was a vampire before his big reveal. Most of us took one look at him and said "yep, that sure is a vampire right there." Most, however, doesn't include the party members. Some of these characters are supposed to be perceptive and intelligent, and I'm still convinced that if you press your ear against theirs you'd hear elevator music.

Over at Patreon, society6, and redbubble we don't let intellect devourers starve.

[kevinsdsy]

This might be a dumb question but what’s brocedes. I know basically nothing about f1 but i’m intrigued.

AHHHHH IM SO GLAD SOMEONE ASKED ME ABOUT BROCEDES BECAUSE I LOVE TALKING ABOUT THEM

first of all have to say its not a dumb question at all bc it’s f1 lore and before i had gotten into f1 i also didn’t know about brocedes omg

but brocedes is my beloved lewis hamilton and nico rosberg

or like crofty (f1 commentator) likes to say: friend. teammate. childhood buddy. rival. everything, but a lover.

i can’t believe this has actually been said about them by a commentator LIKE

so lewis and nico used to be childhood best friends; they were karting together, sharing hotel rooms, eating pizza, wrestling etc etc just being silly lil kids together— this was before their f1 careers.

then both of them end up in formula 1— although they start out in different teams until 2013 when lewis signs for mercedes and they end up as teammates.

now the thing about being teammates in formula 1 is you’re not only teammates, but also rivals. f1 has a constructor’s championship (for the team with the most points at the end of the season) and the driver’s championship (for a single driver— the driver with most points by the end of the season obviously).

a lot of people focus specifically on the 2016 spanish grand prix— lewis and nico collide taking both of them out of the race and shit goes down. their whole relationship and friendship goes down the drain, but tbh a lot of shit had already been going down beforehand, lewis had already announced they weren’t friends in 2014 due to their rivalry within the team (a lot of shit has gone down between them— but i’m pretty sure him saying they’re not friends was because nico got accused of purposely sabotaging a qualifying session for lewis, i could have my timeline a bit messed up though so i’m not 100% sure at the moment)

but yeah what brocedes comes down to is that they used to be best friends became teammates in formula 1— but also rivals (because formula 1 is toxic like that LMAO) and then their friendship got TOTALLY ruined

they could barely look at each other, even though they worked together, AND THEN nico rosberg wins the world championship in 2016 (by this time lewis had already won the driver’s championship three times; once with his old team and twice with mercedes as nico’s teammate).

anyways nico wins the championship and IMMEDIATELY retires. he has spoken out about how much he had to sacrifice, in both the sport but also his personal life etc., for this win and he isn’t willing to sacrifice all that again for another championship.

their friendship has been stained by their rivalry and it’s never been the same as it used to be— now i know i’ve been talking about them a lot and i promise i’m rounding it up now BUT it’s so important to me that people know about how nico has said they live in the same building complex!!!!!

like after all this they end up living in the same building in monaco ((obviously lewis is still racing so it’s not like they run into each other daily but still a very important detail to me)) and it’s been said (pretty sure by nico himself) that lewis even bought a birthday present for nico’s daughter and honestly i think about it a lot— i think about them a lot.

[beetlebug---1]

promptober day 6: books 📚

[buddie-buddie]

be the lightning in me (strike relentless)

co-writer: @princessfbi 6x12 coda - 1.3k - g - read on ao3

“You died, Buck. You’re gonna feel a lot of different ways about that. Sometimes all at the same time. I found the best way to process it is to… allow yourself to feel it.”

“How do you feel about that?” The question’s been burning at the tip of Buck’s tongue since he first woke up, since he came out of the coma. Since he first saw the darkness hiding beneath Eddie’s relieved smile�� lingering in his features, clinging to the shadows beneath his eyes and the stubble across his jaw. 

Ever since, the question’s been swimming in his mind, itching at his skin, begging to be asked. To be answered. 

Eddie sighs, suddenly very much occupied with trimming the crusts off of Christopher’s sandwich. “Buck–”

“No, I– I’m serious,” Buck presses. He has to know. He can’t bear it any longer. “E-Everyone keeps asking me how I feel. But who’s asking you?”

Eddie sets the knife down on the counter with a small huff. He walks over to the fridge, completely dodging the question. “You think Chris would rather have blueberries or grapes?”

“Grapes,” Buck doesn’t miss a beat. “Eddie.” Buck pushes because Eddie is the one person who pushes back and Buck doesn’t know why Eddie won’t even look at him. 

“Don’t ask me that, Buck.” 

It isn’t a request. 

Buck’s breath hitches, trapped somewhere in the back of his throat because it isn’t a request. It isn’t a command. It isn’t anything more than a raw, unfiltered plea from somewhere deep in Eddie’s chest. 

Buck doesn’t move. Moving feels dangerous. Like he’s waiting for lightning to strike again, but instead of him, it’s Eddie up on that ladder. 

But he needs Eddie to push back. How else is Buck supposed to remember that any of this is real? 

“Why not?” He asks, just as raw. Just as much of a plea. Maybe even a little more desperate.  

There’s something unreadable in Eddie’s expression. His voice is quiet when he speaks, rough in a way it only ever gets when thick with emotion. “Because I don’t want to lie to you.”

“Then don’t.” He swallows around the dryness that’s suddenly appeared in his throat. “I died.” Saying it out loud, saying it seriously , for the first time makes his heart slam into his ribcage. 

“Yeah.” Eddie draws in a long, shaky breath, He scrubs his hand over his face, his chest rising and falling slowly. He doesn’t say anything for a moment. A moment Buck clings to because he’s starting to understand just how much can be missed in a moment. Eddie braces himself against the countertop, fists clenching so tight his knuckles turn white. “It felt like a part of me died, too.”

The push. Buck feels it as the words nudge against his chest and find their way in between his ribs. The words are frank, strong. But they feel like they could shatter any second anyway.  

“Why?”

“You know why.”

Buck holds his breath. “Pretend I don’t.”

“Because when your heart stopped so did mine.” Eddie says, brave and heartbroken all at once. His gaze cuts to Buck and it’s like being struck by lightning all over again. “I love you.”

Eddie’s never said that before. Not without man or dude tacked onto the end of it. And never with such a softness to it. Never with the words dripping with reverence. Never like this. It sends Buck into a tailspin, his chest squeezing and his heart pounding as he replays the three words over in his mind. His pulse hammers in his ears. 

“Eddie,” he breathes. 

Eddie’s chin trembles before he bites his cheek and looks away. “You were just hanging there and I– I couldn’t pull you up.” His voice breaks.

“I’m sorry.” The shaky edge to Buck’s voice wasn’t there a minute ago. 

The sound Eddie barks out is harsh and catches in his nose as he shakes his head. “You don’t—”

He stops himself with a hand to his mouth, pushing away the bite of his words. Eddie curls his arms around himself like he’s trying to hold himself from splitting in two and it makes something in Buck ache. 

“You don’t have to apologize for being struck by lightning, Buck,” Eddie says, softer, gentler but just as certain. There’s forgiveness in his eyes all the same. 

Buck rises from his barstool, walking around the island until he’s closed the distance between them. He reaches for Eddie’s hands, taking them in his own as he meets Eddie’s eyes. “And you don’t have to blame yourself for what happened to me.”

Eddie’s gaze drops and Buck knows what Eddie’s instincts were telling him. He knows because his own are screaming at him to do the same, begging himself to stop exposing the throbbing live wire of a nerve they’d bandaged and pretended wasn’t hurting. 

Eddie barely gets the space to swerve before Buck is grabbing onto the first thing he can reach. Eddie’s hips are warm and soft beneath the harsh fabric of his jeans, giving to the slight pressure of Buck’s fingertips as he holds on. 

Eddie swallows, trying to back away, but Buck follows because if he doesn’t, he doesn’t think he would be able to find this moment again. The counter keeps them pinned and Buck dips down to catch Eddie’s eyes again. 

“Eddie,” he breathes. He’s too close. Close enough that he can count the number of endless lashes framing those hazel eyes. Close enough he can see the heartache swimming behind them. The hope, too. “I’m right here.”

Eddie’s mouth trembles. “But you weren’t.”

“I know,” Buck says. He has the sore chest and the bruises and the lightning branded into his skin to prove it. 

“Three minutes, Buck,” Eddie says, his words wet and thick with emotion fighting to break free from his resolve. “For three minutes you weren’t here. And I-I-I can’t…”

“I love you,” Buck says. Pushes because maybe that’s what they both need. Eddie’s eyes flutter closed as he exhales and Buck pushes again. “I love you, too.” The words roll off his tongue effortlessly, like they’ve been waiting a lifetime for the chance. Maybe they have been.

Eddie’s face twitches before he opens his eyes again. Strong, shaky fingers tangle in his t-shirt, holding him there like Eddie doesn’t want Buck to float away. 

Not even a hurricane could’ve made Buck move then. 

Eddie’s eyes shine as his fingers brush against Buck’s cheek. He touches him like he’s special, not like he’s fragile. Like he’s something precious. 

Buck presses his forehead against Eddie’s and a small breath from Eddie ghosts across Buck’s lips. The moment stretches between them like infinity and Buck breathes through the tension of it. 

“Please,” Buck manages, the word hanging between them in the space between their lips. 

Eddie kisses him and everything settles. The uncertainty snapping like static at the base of his spine softens and the low hum that’s been buzzing beneath Buck’s skin goes quiet. 

His blood sings as he melts into Eddie’s touch. 

A low sigh escapes his lips as Eddie pulls away too soon and Buck can’t help but chase after him. 

“I love you,” Buck murmurs. He doesn’t think he’ll ever tire of saying it, doesn’t think he’ll ever lose sight of the wonder that comes from being in love with Eddie and from being loved by Eddie in return. 

Eddie kisses him again and Buck’s breath hitches, warmth exploding behind his chest. He makes a tiny, contented noise in the back of his throat. He’s never felt more alive. 

Buck was dead, but Eddie brought him back. In more ways than one. 

Eddie breathes life into him in a way he hadn’t realized he so desperately needed, clinging to the inside of his lungs and permeating his soul on the deepest level. They’re two halves of one whole. 

Eddie brings their joined hands to his lips and lets his lips ghost across Buck’s knuckles. And with that, the last of the ache in Buck’s chest ebbs away like the tide beneath a full moon, his heart called home to Eddie’s like waves to the sea.

[crowatyourwindow]

I FINISHED MY SPECIALIST MATH EXAM NOW MY ASS CAN FINALLY LEAVE THAT STUPID LOSER CLASS FOREVER

[kaladinsspear]

Listening to The Well of Ascension:

Vin: Oh no, Elend saw me go full mistborn rager and kill 6 people! Hes going to think I'm disgusting and realize I'm not good enough for him. I have to pull away because he can't possibly want me, he just wants a mistborn knife.

Meanwhile, Elend: Oh my god. My girlfriend is so competent and effective and powerful! How could somebody like her ever love an incompetent idiot like me. I failed to keep my throne despite my best effort. How could she not react to that monumental failure? That must be why she is pulling away from me.

Me:....🤦‍♂️

[pearlyboi-ofthenight]

I am cry ing he is not reading the room at all

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[prettyokwizard]

tagged by @good-wine-and-cheese to make a poll with your top 10 spotify on repeat~~✨

full disclosure I don't have spotify so these are just records from from the last 3 months I've had on last.fm! (except the joji song, but I know for a fact it's on my most repeated no questions asked)

Tags now? Uhh anyone who sees this and wants to do it! (But also looking at you @blindpapers and @winterjart)

[gazspookiebear]

Ghost x gn reader

Here, have some platonic fluff. I just had the worst milkshake and I can still taste it- to be fair, I was warned

It all started with a craving. The desire, no, need for a milkshake was getting to you, but you didn't have any regular ice cream.

Ghost stood behind you in the kitchen as you checked the freezer, again.

"I wonder if a banana mint chocolate chip milkshake would be any good?" you wonder out loud.

"Sounds horrible. Wouldn't recommend it, love. I'll get some vanilla ice cream tomorrow and we can make a milkshake then," he says, leaning against the counter.

You glare playfully at him in response, not willing to back down just yet. "C'mon, don't knock it 'till you try it! You're such a hater," you huff.

Too tired to argue, Ghost rolls his eyes at you. "Alright, you win. We'll make the bloody milkshake." He sighs in defeat.

Gleefully, you grab the pint of mint chocolate ice cream, milk, and bananas. In hindsight, it was a horrible combination.

With the monstrosity successfully created, you pour a glass for yourself. You glance at Ghost, who is giving you some serious side eye right now.

"Want some?" You offer.

"I'd rather not," he says bluntly. That doesn't stop him from grabbing a mug and pouring himself just a little bit of it.

He raises the bottom half of his mask to take a sip. He immediately regrets the decision, a small grimace flashing across his face.

You take a sip as well.

It's bad. Worse than you thought. It smells strange and tastes worse- not that you'd ever admit it to Ghost.

"It's not that bad." You sigh, glancing at Ghost's reaction. "Like I said, you're just a hater!"

He raises an eyebrow at you. "It's all yours, love. I'm not gonna fight you for it." He lifts his hands in mock surrender.

Later, you're both sitting on the couch. You convinced him to watch the barbie moving with you, not that he was particularly paying attention to it.

You sigh, and he looks over at you.

"Somethin' the matter?" He grunts.

"It's the fucking milkshake! I can still taste it! It was awful, why did you let me drink that?" you rant at him, feigning annoyance.

He crosses his arms at you and gives you an 'I told you so' look.

"Don't say I didn't warn you," he chuckles.

The next day, you're much happier after having a normal milkshake with vanilla ice cream.

[littlesliceofimmortality]

got some goodies from a new manufacturing company ive been wanting to try - melodycharms! :-] VERY happy with how they look

longer review & closeups under cut

OKAY so. ive been an avid vograce customer and supporter for the past few years, always recommending it to friends when asked, & have made consistent sales when working with them to make stuff for my shop

the only reason why i wanted to try another company was that their minimum order number is 3 for most products - which is a bit inconvenient when you just wanna get something for yourself

& melodycharms has the option to get only one! i got:

a double sided holographic keychain

a series connection keychain

a rainbow acrylic keychain, &

a "gold edge" keychain

it had a quick turnaround of only about a month, which is impressive considering it shipped from china to america

FIRST IMPRESSIONS : the box was securely packaged & easy to open! the thank you note is super cute ALBIET a bit too large, crinkling the edges. came with a melody sticker as well!

each keychain had a film, was then wrapped in a bag individually, and then they were all put in ANOTHER crinkly bag. lots of trash (fun to open, not as fun for the environment)

DOUBLE SIDED HOLOGRAPHIC KEYCHAIN

i got the broken glass variety only on the front (callums) side, which gives a SUPER cool effect when looking at it from the back. only negative effect is that the colors on the front are a bit duller in comparison, since the acrylic is thicker

SERIES CONNECTION KEYCHAIN

i dont know if i accidentally ordered two or they accidentally gave me two, BUT excellent surprise nonetheless! they look how i imagined, no complaints :-)

RAINBOW ACRYLIC KEYCHAIN

oooh yeah baby. SUPER happy with how this came out. i left the tv screen transparent on the image it sent, and it translated PERFECTLY to the semi transparent background. photos dont do it enough justice 10/10

GOLD EDGE KEYCHAIN

aah this one was less exciting to receive.. on the website, it looks like a raised, metallic edge on the keychain. in real life, its more like a flat outline. it reflects light like the rest of the keychain - but doesnt have the metallic golden look, instead just seeming yellow

additionally, it came without the accessory keychain so i cant hang it on my bag yet :-( i reached out to melody via their live chat, & got a reply within the 24 hours saying theyd send a replacement though

OVERALL : id rate melodycharms a 3.5/5! they get knocked for a mistake, no company is except from a whoopsie daisy - they were very kind and apologetic when i responded which matters more & i appreciate alot

[just-an-inchi-dent]

me and @maxplaining-oscribing made a cake inspired by radios from our favourite drivers