#A Journey Through Time
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Comparative Moustachery*
*Beard inclusive
Era: Early; Quality: Questionable
The Virgin Queen (2006); Wreckers Publicity (c. 2011)
2. Era: Late Early; Quality: Noticeable improvement; enjoyment possibly impaired by I-like-to-play-evil-bastards cognitive dissonance
The Last Weekend (2012)
3) Era: Officially a decade ago; Quality: Definite improvement; note different look of exact same 'tache with three different styles of hair.
Black Comedy & Miss Julie (2014)
4) Era: Series 2 of Endeavour airing; entering main Endeavour era; Quality: high; our first glimpse of this look
Publicity still for BBC Steve Wright interview (2014)
5) Era: S6 of course; Quality: It's the actual Morstache. You either hate it or love it. There's rarely an in betweenâalthough sudden, unexplained switches from the first to the second are strangely common.
Endeavour (screenshot (l.) S6E1: Pylon and photo (r.) by endeavourneverland)
6) Era: Late Endeavour era; Quality: High; first time he's used this look in an actual role
Vigil (2021)
7) Era: Era: Late Endeavour era; Quality: Questionable; but the photo on the left makes pretty much anything he may have done for the play worthwhileâand he does look adorable in the stocking cap on the right.
The Manor (2021) (Photo (l.) by Manuel Harlan; Photo (r.) by endeavourneverland)
8) Era: Technically not even here yet (unless you live in Australia or NZ...I think?); Quality: Depends highly on your POV; some find the dirty-hot-psycho look highly appealing; however, many have reached the point of finding *any* look highly appealingâas long as Evans actually appears in something. So the jury is still out.
Knowing me, I probably managed to miss somethingâbut this, in a nutshell, is the journey so far.
Here's wishing us all many years of enjoyment to come.
#itv endeavour#endeavour morse#shaun evans#morstache mondays#moustache mondays#a journey through time#not a cult#more of a special interest group
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An Email Through Time
You have mail⊠You have mailâŠ
The computer echoed across the room. The robotic voice flowing through the speakers sounded as though it was trapped inside of a tin can. Old hardware seemed strangely difficult to upgrade in the Age of Technology. I groaned, slamming a pillow over my face and tuning out the sound of the broken notification system. Youâd think that one alert would be enough.Â
Almost as if a God above watched me in spite, my alarm clock blared on my bedside table. Iâd always been a strong advocate for sleeping in. Waking up at five in the morning to catch the train to work seemed to exacerbate my affliction. I grabbed my phone, silenced the alarm, and checked my social media. It was my daily routine and a comfort I had grown accustomed to.Â
You have mail⊠You have mailâŠ
The notifications from my computer did not stop, interrupting my routine. Slowly, I dragged myself out of bed and over to my cluttered desk. I sat down quickly, the rolling chair under me was not expecting my sudden weight and rolled away. I grabbed the corners of the desk and pulled myself back. Clicking through my computer, I looked at my new mail. Most were ads or subscriptions that I had long since forgotten about. Nothing of interest caught my eye until I saw a subject line in all caps.Â
READ IMMEDIATELYÂ
My heart began to beat faster. The email was only a few hours old, landing in my inbox while I was deep in sleep. The email address was clear as day. The same string of letters and numbers that I had created so many years ago. I had begged my mom for weeks to let me create an email. I had wanted to play my online games, but I could never have imagined that one day this would be waiting for me.
I had heard from so many of my friends that they had all received emails from the future. I didnât believe them, choosing to think they were being scammed by someone who wanted them to buy thousands of dollars in gift cards. But, with my email address staring back at me, I felt a pressure in my chest that I could not comprehend.Â
The news had not spoken of this phenomenon yet, but in the coming years, it would wreak havoc on the world as we knew it. We would be able to communicate with our past selves. As far as I knew, my friends had only used it to warn themselves away from boys who would eventually break their hearts. At the time, it seemed silly to me. There were pros and cons I suppose. On one hand, you would save yourself the pain of a breakup, but on the other, you would be restricting yourself. You'd be limiting the deep and enriching moments you have with other people.
My heart was in my throat as my finger hovered over the mouse. I wasnât sure if I even wanted to read it. But, I knew myself. If, in the future, I had become okay with this procedure, there was a reason. Or, even more horrific, I still wasnât on board with it in the future but had to make the difficult choice because of a catastrophe waiting to happen.Â
I took a deep breath and clicked the email.Â
SUBJECT: READ IMMEDIATELYÂ
Today, for you, it is March 15th, 2025. Do not under any circumstances go to work.Â
Short and sweet. To the point. Distressingly so.Â
âI have to go to work,â I spoke out loud. âWhat the fuck. I have to go to work!â I began to get frustrated. I canât imagine a world where I have forgotten my constant struggle with money.
I searched through my email frantically, praying that there would be another message holding more context than âDonât goâ. Itâs honestly so typical of me to leave out pertinent information. Maybe future me knew that if I was told why I shouldnât go, I wouldnât think it was a big deal. I left it vague to set off this type of response in myself.Â
I cursed under my breath and stared at the phone lying on my desk. I thought of the shopâs number, reciting it in my mind like a mantra. My foot bounced against the hardwood flooring and I rubbed my eyes in frustration.Â
I picked up the phone and dialed the number, placing the phone on speaker and laying it back down on my desk. My manager, Meghan, answered in a somber tone.Â
âI canât come in today.âÂ
âWhat? Eileen, come on. Youâre the third person to call out this morning. If one more person calls out Iâll have to close the shop for the day.âÂ
âWait, other people are calling out?âÂ
âYeah, and if you donât come in Iâm fucked.âÂ
âMegâŠâ I rubbed at my temples. âPlease. I never call out. This is my first sick day in over a year.âÂ
I heard a deep sigh come through the speakers. âI know. Youâre my best employee for a reason. Do you know why everyone is calling out?âÂ
âI can take a guess,â I said, running my mouse over the cryptic email. âYou know, you should probably close for the day. I donât know why. I just have a bad feeling about today.âÂ
I had worked with Meg for seven years. We had been the only consistencies through years of other people quitting or being fired. She deserved her spot as manager. Well, she deserved a more lucrative job, but if she had to stay in a shithole, she might as well manage it.Â
âWhat are you talking about?âÂ
âI got an email from the future. You know, like Dennis was talking about a few weeks ago?âÂ
The line went quiet for a moment, then clicking from a computer mouse. Meg gasped.Â
âI just⊠This is impossible. I thought we always said it was bullshit.âÂ
âI thought it was too. What happened?âÂ
âI just checked my email. I got one too. Oh my god, this is so scary.â Meg took a deep breath and cleared her thoughts. âOkay, I am thoroughly terrified, so Iâm going to close up the shop for today. Iâll send everyone who is here home and then Iâll send a mass text to all the employees that we will be closing for the day. That seems like a good idea. Iâll text the boss and tell him that too many people called in sick and that it is impossible to run the store with three people.âÂ
âGood. Wanna come over?âÂ
Meg laughed as she began the process of closing down the store. âI feel like we shouldnât be in groups, what if itâs like the apocalypse or something?âÂ
âIf it was like the apocalypse I think the news would be reporting on mass emails. Come on, we can wait it out together. I have alcohol!â
âWell, neither of us works tomorrow-âÂ
âAnd maybe we will never have to work again!â I laughed into the microphone. This entire situation was much more than I could bear on my own.Â
âOkay. Fine, give me an hour to close up and Iâll be there. You better have breakfast ready for me, Iâm starving.âÂ
âOf course, whatever your heart desires shall be yours.âÂ
Meg laughed and hung up. I put my phone down and stretched my back against the chair. I allowed my head to spin for a few moments before shaking it off and heading to the living room. I cleared any garbage, refolded the throw blankets, and fluffed the pillows on the couch. Walking into the kitchen I noticed last nightâs dinner plates sitting in the sink. I groaned and got to work cleaning. Once I was done, I realized how much time I had before Meg would arrive.Â
I plopped onto the couch, trying to wrap my mind around the events of the morning. I could not come up with any substantial theories and it hurt my brain to think about it. When I started to make breakfast, the email was still burned into my brain. Do not under any circumstances go to work. I made large strips of bacon, scrambled eggs, and buttered toast. Do not under any circumstances go to work. I ran around the kitchen, looking for the blueberry muffin mix that I knew I had bought. Do not under any circumstances go to work. Finally, I took a deep breath and placed my hands on the counter to steady myself. I needed to relax. It was probably just a fluke or a scam.Â
As I finished breakfast, Meg had arrived. She sat down at the kitchen table and filled her plate. I poured her a glass of orange juice and apologized for the lack of muffins. She rolled her eyes and ate her fill of eggs and bacon. I pecked at the food, but I was no longer hungry. My stomach was still in knots. Â
Meg insisted that we have the news on in the background, in case something happened while we lounged around for most of the day. We swapped stories and gossiped about the people we knew. None of it mattered and that was exactly what we needed to take our minds off the heavy weight in our hearts.
We had ordered an early dinner before I started work on a large pitcher of margaritas. I had to make good on my promise of alcohol. Between pulses on the blender, Meg filled me in on the contents of the latest romance book she had finished. We laughed at all the protagonist's stupid decisions.Â
âIt was like a Hallmark movie. You have to read it.âÂ
I sat down with our glasses and we talked for hours. By 10:30, we were drunk and giggling like any other night. Meg was gushing over how cute Dennis was. She said that sheâd love to ask him out but didnât think that he liked her. I rolled my eyes and smiled. âI donât think Iâve ever seen someone so in love. You should text him.âÂ
âWhat? Right now? No way, I could barely keep a conversation with him going right now.âÂ
I threw my head back with laughter. âYouâre probably right. In the morning, then?âÂ
Meg repositioned herself on the couch, swirling her almost empty martini glass. She was quiet for a moment.Â
âHere, let me get you a refill,â I said, grabbing her glass and walking into the kitchen.Â
âI canât believe we got those damn emails, itâs like-â She cut herself off, I turned to look at her. She was staring at the TV, the look on her face sobered me. âTurn the volume up. Come here, turn the volume up!â She was frantically looking for the remote. I rushed back in, swiping it off the armchair and raising the volume.Â
A lone reporter stood in the center of the city, our storefront in the background of the broadcast. The street was desolate, an unsettling sight. The area had a lively nightlife. There were many bars within half a mile of that spot and a slew of businesses that stayed open late to accommodate the heavy, drunk, foot traffic. Seeing it empty left a pit in my stomach.Â
ââŠAfter nearly twelve hours, police still have no clue what has happened in the city. Unfortunately, there are no witnesses. The area has been almost abandoned. Families are saying that their loved ones came into the city this morning to go to work. At some point, around 11 am, they stopped responding to texts or calls. Nobody has heard from them since.âÂ
Meg had a hand over her mouth, muffling any gasps she would accidentally release. My head felt like it was spinning again. I checked my phone. I was bombarded by texts and calls but my fingers shook too much to respond to any. Twelve hours had passed since these people had gone missing. I felt my breathing become faster and my heartbeat grew louder.Â
ââŠWe are unsure of what this means, where these people have gone, or if they will come back. The police have put a lockdown on the area. Once we have wrapped here, not a single soul is allowed in or out of the area.âÂ
âWe would have been there,â Meg said, stating the obvious thought that floated through the room.Â
âAnd if we were there, we would have disappeared.âÂ
âSo, if we disappeared, how could we have emailed ourselves?âÂ
Meg and I looked at each other for a long moment before reverting our attention to the screen.Â
Youâve got mail⊠Youâve got mailâŠ
Meg and I jumped out of our skin, the notification seemed like thunder in a world that was quiet enough to hear a pin drop.Â
âSorry,â I said, shaking my head and getting up to check my email. As I entered my bedroom, I looked out the window onto the open street below. Nobody was walking and there werenât any cars driving, but all the apartments were lit up with people flitting around inside. Everyone was too terrified to leave their homes.Â
âNobody is outside,â I called to Meg, hoping to share in the unease. I shook the computer mouse, bringing my computer screen back to life. The newest email made my heart leap again. I couldnât take much more of this.Â
SUBJECT: THANK YOU
I canât begin to explain how grateful I am. Iâm not sure how time will flow moving forward, but you stopped us from, technically, enduring the worst experience of our life. I do not know what happens from here but thank you for saving us.Â
The message was still so cryptic. What did I save us from? How would this change events in the future? Will I remember an event I didnât experience? Well, technically, I guess I did experience it, but this current form of myself didnât. I began to feel nauseous. Margaritas didnât seem to go well with changing the course of the future.
I stood from my desk and walked slowly back to the living room. Meg was staring at her phone screen, tears pouring down her face. She looked up at me, holding her phone in my direction. I took it gingerly and read the email that was brightly displayed on her screen.Â
It was the same.
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shattered flames
every step breaks the prewritten narrative of your story for me and with every crack, i spiral, further and further into luciferâs domain, away from your seraphic mansion the angels say, you donât belong, freak and i believe, that i, am no longer human.Â
encased in the ice of time is me to change and to grow; to be human is what you do frozen as i am, can you call me a true member of this rat race? defined by my past; imprisoned by my future so tell me, honestly, am i qualified for humanity?Â
flames lick at the heels of my shoes and iridescent flickers eat away at the glass that forms, at the glass that flies away, at the simplest touch, and transfixed, at the sight, i am amazed?Â
crystallisation is a beautiful sight, and i appreciate every single part of it and your words form memories, of times long lost, and i canât help but let tears fall
and all at once, the flames turn to glass blue and pink swirling idly in a mosaic of laughter wind chimes ringing over wood smelling of cedar phrases fly by, and quotes that hold value shape me, and for once, i feel that i deserve to be human.Â
#poetry#prose poetry#spilled poetry#chromilo posts#trans pride#the feeling of falling#and the feeling of not being human enough#a journey through time#writing#creative writing#shattered flames; burning crystals#vent#ish#get to know me through this poem and you'll see that i am depressed#i wrote this during bio class#because i finished the work before class#and now i'm just bored#and sad#haha#so here we go#look look i actually like this pieceeeeeee#seraphim#the concept of seraphim vs demons
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Bisexual crisis Crystal edition
#dead boy detectives#dbda#palasaki#palasaki week#it was supposed to be for the free day but i've completely lost the plot and I don't know if I'm on time#...or early#i know we all like to think crystal knows she likes girls#buuuut we saw her past. that is not an emotionally intelligent person#i think she was the kind of girl who put other girls down idk#i just think considering how she speaks for women so many times throughout the show#that it would be great character development#also charles figured it out decades ago#maybe even while he was alive#most of the time he crushes on girls though so you wouldn't know it#edwin probably doesn't know either i'm aware#but imagine if you will him reacting to this like "ugh#because he was there when Charles went through this journey and he did not care for it lol#whatever. niko you angel we all adore you#especially crystal... tho edwin might not like that#edwin: how dare you suggest you like niko more than i do?#preposterous
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With the end of season two comes a second redraw!
[Nov 2022] [June 2023] [June 2024]
#better drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#lan wangji#I was really looking forwards to this redraw - though the jump in skill isn't as dramatic as the last one I still am proud of my progress!#It's really incredible to look back on this last year and how much has happened since then.#Both in my personal life and this blog.#I started the second season while I was going through some pretty rough times and it truly kept my sanity afloat.#I challenged myself a lot more this year! And while it didn't always turn out the way I hoped-#-being messy and earnestly trying to do something different has been my favourite part of art.#There will always be a lot of room to grow - I don't think art and creativity has a ceiling.#I went from doubting that I was even an artist to joining a gamedev team as the lead artist! That's character growth!#Thank you all once again for joining me on this journey B*)#Thank you for all the messages and support you have sent my way these last 18 months.#I'm so happy to have been given the chance to create something for this community. You've given me so much and I am so grateful.#I'll take a little break to post some personal project stuff this week and resume season three after that!#Onwards to another season of silly (and sometimes serious) comics!
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AIGHT! First batch of concept vibes for the Siffrin!Housemaiden AU, lets go people!! If you want the messy and very stream-of-conscious lore details, look under the cut! keep reading!
K. SO! Siffrin becoming a housemaiden was not a straight line, nor was it a road paved with good intentions and desires to change. It was mostly accidental, tripping into one House of Change after another, bumbling around and being a silly kid with a big hat and a bigger hole were their memory should be, until they wound up at Dormont's House of Change a few years after they forgot everything! Cue the Head Housemaiden taking one look at that adorable sap and deciding he sparked joy, for reasons mysterious to everybody who wasn't in the know. (which was basically everybody, including herself) Mira and Sif first met in a classroom setting. And they were sparring partners whenever Mirabelle took fighting or Craft classes at the House. To say they were friends is a bit of an overstatement, but if you can tease and annoy someone and they still choose to spend time with you, Siffrin assumed it meant something special! Mirabelle assumed it meant something was wrong with him, or her, or maybe both of them at the same time, but when Siffrin was the only person to escape the House when the King attacked she of course grabbed her weapon before Siffrin had even finished explaining what he was about to do. *handwaves Researcher!Isabeau and Traveler!Bonnie* I don't have time for them tonight. But they're a thing! I'll get to them later. Probably.
#my art#in stars and time#isat spoilers#ISAT Role!Swap AU#I think Siffrin's hair was totally black at the start of the journey#which will bleed back into their normal white halfway through the journey and before they get back to Dormont with the whole crew#I figured it was something nice I could tell the Sifs apart#also obligatory CJS meme because it sums up Sif and Mira's WHOLE dynamic in this AU XD
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Living together.
The snail video if you are interested :)
#showing random videos you found abt an animal fun fact is a love language if you didn't know btw#not understanding a topic and starting with drop out ideation is part of the journey when you are a student.#it evolves later (or simultaneously) with wanting to quit your job. in WW case both apply at the same time#vash is the kind of guy to really be marveled abt every little new piece of information he gets in his hands#and the 1st person he thinks abt to share his knowledge and joy with is ofc ww#the fact that they live together only amplified this by a thousand#ww tends to hear him out and also watch more videos with him. rn he's too busy weighing studying vs quitting#I really enjoyed drawing Vash in the bg for this one he's so cute#i hope its noticeable how much fun i am having by putting them through all of this.#why didn't i do this more since earlier???#aesthetics be damned. put them THROUGH -IT-#trigun#vash the stampede#trigun stampede#nicholas d wolfwood#vashwood#trigun fanart#vash#wolfwood#nicholas trigun#lenssi draws#Trigun Uni! AU#made some very light changes that were bothering only me specifically. you might not notice IWDFJK
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Creamthing d'or passant reguardant, by a sheaf of arrows percée ...and Montjoy also.
[creamthing is the creation of the inimitable @samsketchbook; despite this choice of adjective, I have nonetheless tried my best at a little heraldic creamthing]
#em draws stuff#creamthing#le roy d'armes des françois (dit montjoye)#<- look who has a montjoy tag now. only montjoy tagging because this is kind of nonsense.#sometimes the mood is creamthing heraldry. who can explain it who can tell you why.#midway through this piece I had a Weeping Session over the meaningfulness of like. Most of my art actually.#and then I took a break and redid the colors with sort of a red-yellow-blue forced focus which helped a lot#and also I decided that if you Believe in your silliness then it can be Meaningful Intertextuality.#the journey of creamthing. the journey of montjoy. creamthing as a pelican in its piety.#spent a Lot of time on heraldry wikipedia and then ancient archival scans of heraldry encyclopedias to try and get the description right#heraldic language is Hard and I still definitely didn't get it right but I Tried. and I like how it turned out :)
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The Warden
Panel: No escape.
Ok, now just some silly ideas to share (playing around with the au)
Comic 1: Invading dreams
Extra: no thanks.
Comic 2: Unwanted attention
#naruto#naruto fanart#kakashi hatake#rin nohara#obito uchiha#infinite tsukuyomi#fanart#art#my art#sketch#drawing#digital art#hello i have yet to combust#just some drawings to share to get back to posting#playing around with styles of coloring#anywayss went back to the infinite tsukuyomi au#itâs started off as trying to learn and bring back information or dreams to entertain kakashi#(being aware of being trapped is taking a toll oh him)#but soon as they continue to view around and traveling through the roots#seeing how everyone has a different look on him#they catch a glimpse of obito looking around#so the journey starts as it makes sure that heâll never get his hands on him again#hiding him with the cocooned as much as possible and#(at some point it detaches itself from the original genjutsu and lives off kakashi chakra)#then#be it build a defense around the mind or alternatively#erase memories that kakashi has of him#the genjutsu conclusion is that this is what will make Kakashi happy#if he never remember then the pain associated with it would cease#kakashi is horrified to know with pasting time his mind is essentially being tampered with
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BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER 7x22 | âChosenâÂ
#btvsedit#btvs#buffythevampireslayeredit#buffy the vampire slayer#creations#rupert giles#buffy summers#willow rosenberg#xander harris#buffyseries#buffysource#slayerdaily#dailybtvs#had to end with the scoobs :)#some behind the gifs is that obviously i do these ahead of time- i had like probably average 2 seasons ahead in drafts as i giffed the whol#time i was doing it#but i was SO SLOW getting through my season 7 rewatch#in my 7x01 gifset i think i prefaced that i do not like s7#and it is still so fucking boring my guys#like it's buffy so it's still better than a lot of tv#but it's not even close to the level of s1-6 i am so sorry#as a finale i dont even think chosen is particularly strong. i teared up at the final scene which i do think is very good#but grave/the gift/becoming II/prophecy girl/graduation day II are all stronger to me#that said i cannot believe im at the end of my buffy rewatch.#started the journey Dec 2023 and ended it July 2024 (this is as i type- this probably won't be published for another month or two)
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When Clown talked about reading books to home, i knew i had to draw Wally reading my favorite childhood book to Home!!
Also Wally painted a little heart on Home like face painting! oh and take my line art because i love lineart!
#jazzart#wally darling#welcome home#welcome home wally#ooh it feels good to draw again!!#ive been in a rut for so long#im going through a spiritual journey rn#but im still trying to entertain my 3d world even when it feels 1d#im worried about inktober#i dont want to break my 9 year streak#but im .. very disconnected#anyways anyways#i still love wally!! so very much!!#also this is the worst timing to post so please reblog!! ;w;#give me strenth to keep going please#i draw him so plump and shapely teehee#forgive the book. i have zero experience in photoshop
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loop and mirabelle. That's it that's the ask
DAY 84: enrolled in the gossip wars
#codacheetah#isat#loop isat#mirabelle isat#isat spoilers#vaguely. mostly for the tags#i think it'd be sooo funny if like. loop and mirabelle postcanon.#loop has rejoined the party somewhat recently and they are not at all adapting. to be honest. reunion probably happened too soon#bc they are a siffrin which means they are disgustingly sentimental. their ass is not taking the time to discover themself as a new person.#do you really think loop is gonna take their own advice.lol.#lmao even#Ok so anyways i think the party and loop would have a weird thing going on#like theyre all extremely grateful to loop. and they trust loop through the general basis of theyre apparently very dear to siffrin#but fucking nobody knows what to make of this bitch. odile knows they are hiding Something but she has no certain evidence to pin it down.#isabeau can't catch loop alone for more than 5 seconds. has the distinct sense they're avoiding him and he does not know why#bonnie....well tbh i think they'd vibe with loop. bonnie win.#mirabelle. i think she wouldn't really like loop? not at first anyways#do you remember in sasasap mirabelle telling siffrin(loop) that for a long time she thought they were a callous sort of person#bc they never took anything seriously at all. like the whole journey didnt mean anything. until they took an eye for bonnie#i think mirabelle would catch a similar vibe towards loop(lol.) bc like#like loop's main presence in the group is negging siffrin and being weird and dodgy around everyone else#i don't even think they'd be mean to the others but they would do everything in their power to throw the party zero bones#so all mirabelle has to go on for loop is that they're kind of a dickhead to her friend and that they're not receptive to normal group#social activities. i think being on the receiving end of mirabelle's kindness would make loop kind of sad and she'd pick up on it#but like. loop is inexplicably important to siffrin. she doesn't know the details bc neither of them want to talk at all about the loops#and i think siffrin would be especially dodgy abt talking about loop in the interrim between them rejoining and them being Presumed Dead#so mirabelle tries a new strategy to bridge the gap between her and loop. the power of Mutual Haterism#more specifically i think mirabelle would get the impression of loop as being much more of a bitch than they actually are#due to the aforementioned siffrin negging#so like. maybe that's just how they socialize maybe they'd be down to talk about hot takes and gossip a bit
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Loid Forger is so fucking funny.
Like heâs this world renown spy. Heâs very sharp and quick-witted. Heâs able to pick a person out of a crowd by simply their gait or decode an incredibly obscure SSS conversation about some wine.
But 73 chapters into this story and he still hasnât picked up on the fact that his daughter is a fucking telepath, or that his wife kills people on the reg.
Like, what is this man even doing lmao
#Torra rambles#spy x family#loid forger#agent twilight#it's just so funny to me#I started my journey through the anime with my roommate and it's so GLARINGLY obvious that Anya is reading his thoughts at times#howwww has this IDIOT not picked up on that XD#Loid ily
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the one you have waited for to be mated with
#ofmdedit#our flag means death#ofmd spoilers#ofmd#stede bonnet#ed x stede#gentlebeard#blackbonnet#stede + crew! :')#mine: ofmd#mine#stupid puppet pulled it off! đ#i love the end of the first ep so much because the first time you watch it you're like 'oh! okay! he's going through some stuff!'#but going back and watching it after you've seen the journey that awaits our stedey boy??? đ„čđ„čđ„čđ„č it's A LOT.
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Now we're putting Astarion in Situationsâą
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[[ All Croissant Adventures (chronological, desktop) ]]
[[ All Croissant Adventures (app) ]]
#the boy really went through it in the foundry lmao#p.s. I'm going to start doing a M-W-F schedule next week#we're approaching endgame and I'm creeping up on my backlog so I want to make sure I have enough time to make some of these longer comics#yes I am already crying about approaching the end of the journey don't worry about it :''''''''''')#bg3#baldur's gate 3#bg3 spoilers#act III spoilers#steel watch foundry#croissant adventures#tav#astarion#steel watch#comics
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We don't talk enough about Rhaenys's visual transformation and the symbolism behind it.
#house of the dragon#rhaenys targaryen#by which I mean - come into my inbox so we can talk about Rhaenys's visual transformation and journey#She's the only one who has a drastic change without either a change in her rank or marital status or just going through puberty#She goes from clear and definable roles: lady to warrior#Velaryon to Targaryen#Passive to Active#This is what I mean when I talk about the idea that the MEANING of âThe Queen Who Never Wasâ changes over time#From something that speaks of her failure to something that signifies her ability#One can focus on âNeverâ and the other focuses on âQueenâ and it's the secondary one that is her lasting legacy#When it's said by Baela and Corlys posthumously
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