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[lordfreg]

900+ DTIYS 👻🔪

GHOSTFACE!LEONARDO - Since I hit 900+ in the month of October, I figured something spooky and lovely to do as my DTIYS! Leo's mask has his iconic stripes on it, and he wears a sort of torn up robe. You can't really tell cause I forgot the holes and stuff. He's sitting on a yellow couch with a red, 80s-themed cellphone. Who's he talking to? 👀

★ -> RULES of the game

- TAG ME or with lordfregs 900 / lordfregs 900 dtiys

- NO NSFW / PROSHIPPER / COMSHIP / generally bad people interacting

and that's about all! just make sure to use the tags / tag me! I can't wait to see your art!!

★ -> insta !

[canisalbus]

✦ Freshly ordained ✦

[kidovna]

happy bi visibility day to this diva

[cthulhum]

merlin was just a boy by the way. he was just a boy and all of that happened to him. just so u know.

[artuurle]

my personal headcanon for Grujaja joining the bizzyboys really is just that he showed up asking to join really young and two exhausted campaigning 20 year olds were like "DUUUUUUUUUDE WE CANT LEAVE THEM HERE IT SUCKS HERE. "

type of guy that escapes one bad situation and it snowballs him into another. How would you NOT blindly (semi literally haha) follow the people and group who took you in.

[secretsimpleness]

Don't feed the crows. .. Why not? Inej, Kaz / Six of Crows (c) Leigh Bardugo

[pagrat]

i wish i was seeing more from the people who were Somerton Fans before all this cuz like, i feel like we're having an issue where people feel the need to have been less conned than everyone else. like wow look at me i only fell for the grift a little bit. okay congratulations i guess but theres nothing shameful about having been a fan... nobody spends that much effort interrogating the media they consume and if you think you do youre delusional. anyway having been aware of him but not an avid consumer i am so curious how people who were are taking this. is it a big fucking shock to their whole worldview? is it more of a live and learn moment? like its gotta be fucking hard right. idk if it turned out tomorrow that people i trust like abby philosophytube were the worst people ever itd be a weird ass moment u know

[leenfiend]

what’s ur type first < prev next > full comic

[ganseyenthusiast]

raven boys ranked by the "said slur on Twitter in 2011 controvery" scale, most to least likely

barrington whelk

kavinsky

henry cheng

tad carruthers

ronan lynch

noah czerny

gansey* (used the term Orientals unironically)

declan* (actual unintended accident, nfortunate typo)

adam (actually also #5. only ranked this low bc he wouldn't touch twitter. no other reason)

[sclappin]

This was part of my undergrad illustration thesis, which was illustrations to accompany the text of Shakespeare's The Tempest, repurposing aesthetics and imagery from the rural New Hampshire village where I grew up.

Reposting this piece from May 2020, because it is now available as a print, and Tumblr is being weird about letting me edit the original post to add alt text and a link.

[shopwitchvamp]

An interesting observation I need to report to you all from when I was out touching grass last month (hiking/camping): People in the real world seem to consistently react to me saying that tumblr is my primary social media by going "Isn't that a dating app????"

[uc1wa]

though most vigilantes stay vigilantes until the expiration of their life, jason doesn’t. he quits vigilantism the second that you show him a positive pregnancy test.

[shalomniscient]

maybe hot take but i do think it’s entirely possible to romance arlecchino even if you didn’t know her before clervie died, it’ll just take a really, really long time. the slow burn of the century, even. obviously there are things you have to be, like an ally to the house and a fatui member, but beyond that it’s really just a waiting game. it’s the progression from colleague to ally to trusted confidant before she would consider even looking at you platonically. and then maybe years of being just friends, at least to her, before she realises that maybe what she feels for you at this point goes beyond the bounds of friendship.

of course, when she realises this, she vanishes off the face of teyvat for a good month or so to go on a nice emotional crisis bender. maybe she even deploys you to some other corner of the continent to very pointedly avoid your presence because uh oh, feelings, and she has 0 clue what to do. sucks to be her, though, because she is also very pointedly miserable without your company. not in super obvious way—it’s arlecchino—but her kids and subordinates will notice that she’s slightly… off. always looking to her side where you’re supposed to be, but aren’t. it takes her a while and maybe a trip to that old broken arena, looking out at the vast sea before she finally reconciles her feelings with herself.

she loves you. not the same way she loved clervie, never the same way—but she loves you.

when she calls you back to her side she most certainly does not breathe a word of this to you. and it’ll take her even more time to do that step, carefully assessing your every action and reaction. she asks the children about you more, and they share knowing glances. your likes, dislikes. hobbies and even guilty pleasures. she almost unconsciously starts to court you, but plays it off as fortunate coincidences.

the director of this new play at the epiclese happened to give me two tickets for free. care to join me?

there’s a new item on the menu at hotel debord. i intend to try it; i believe some of the children may enjoy such things. however, a second opinion would also be valuable. shall we?

(the fact that the play is a romance one and the menu item is a couples’ special is a fact she conveniently avoids bringing up.)

i imagine she’d confess eventually in a surprisingly casual way. maybe you’re both standing on the shore, watching the sunset. the both of you talk about unimportant things, but it’s only with you that arlecchino wants to indulge in these unimportant things, if only to hear the sound of your voice. she’d say the words under the light of the pale moon, always having been more comfortable under the silver light than that of the sun’s. she won’t say the words outright, no i-love-yous, but something just enough.

you are valuable to me, she’ll say, watching the waves roll, as if simply stating another unimportant thing. but her body betrays her, the subtle tense of her shoulders and the way her fingers twitch by her sides. you are not expendable.

it’s fine, though, because you’ve known her long enough to know what she means. and when she finally kisses you for the first time it’s with the slightest hint of hesitance and uncertainty, but there is a sincerity in her that you could not deny if you tried. that night you walk back to the house with your arm looped in hers, and as she watches you watch the world she thinks she could never go back to the one she had before you.

[scissorcraft]

i was reminded of this brush pack i downloaded forever ago and also saw tips on painting (mostly 'stop caring about the tiny details') and decided okay! imma play. and i played.

[dustykneed]

oh look at jim's nice lipstick! oh wait why is it smudged. oh waiiiit why are spock's lips so pink. ohhhh what could possibly have caused this i wonder...

bones' hoodie isn't even his LMAO he nicked it from one of his roommate's hookups who forgot their jacket. his roommate locked him out of his dorm (another hookup. really.) and bones has ten thousand goddamn assignments due the next few days so he's just camping out next to the biggest party for the weekend for the lighting and the free food. insanely stressed and dressed in as many layers as it takes for him not to get cold trying to sit still and get shit done on a mid-spring friday night. and i just think it would be so fucking funny if spirk (both with a HELL of a reputation™) sees this sleep-deprived palpably anxious dressed like a middle-aged college professor med student and is instantly like. man. i NEED more of that guy. like wouldnt that be so funny. anyways

yeah im obsessed with this au in particular what about it <3333 idc

[joekeerys]

michael cunningham, the hours / susan abulhawa, against the loveless world: a novel / susan sontag, as consciousness is harnessed to flesh: journals and notebooks 1964-1980 / yū miri, tokyo ueno station