#A Journey Through Time

[too-antigonish]

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 between—although 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 worthwhile—and 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 appealing—as long as Evans actually appears in something. So the jury is still out.

Knowing me, I probably managed to miss something—but this, in a nutshell, is the journey so far.

Here's wishing us all many years of enjoyment to come.

[achromaticsremixture]

shattered flames

every step breaks the prewritten narrative of your story for me and with every crack, i spiral, further and further into lucifer’s domain, away from your seraphic mansion the angels say, you don’t belong, freak and i believe, that i,  am no longer human. 

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? 

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? 

crystallisation is a beautiful sight, and  i appreciate every single part of it and your words form memories, of times long lost, and  i can’t 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. 

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

With the end of season two comes a second redraw!

[Nov 2022] [June 2023] [June 2024]

[ohitslen]

Living together.

The snail video if you are interested :)

[chiropteracupola]

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]

[equill]

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

[dailyloopdeloop]

loop and mirabelle. That's it that's the ask

DAY 84: enrolled in the gossip wars

[chibitorra]

Loid Forger is so fucking funny.

Like he’s this world renown spy. He’s very sharp and quick-witted. He’s 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 hasn’t 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

[jazzzzzzhands]

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!

[dollsome-does-tumblr]

the one you have waited for to be mated with

[a2zillustration]

Now we're putting Astarion in Situations™

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[louroth]

Forget the IF, just wanted to check in and see if YOU were okay dear author? I hope everything is well. I know you have a process lol, but I miss seeing you on my TL from time to time.

oh, kjsdhfjskdf . how sweet<3 thank you for this! I am doing well, crafting ouro alongside some personal shifts and growth and setbacks and victories. it has been a godsend to take all this pressure off for this period and do things my way. though, I'll say: while it has taken and will probably take another while, this silence will be broken at some point. I'll avoid saying soon only because I'm staunchly sticking to my pace&process. however !! I finished the draft for the first book yesterday. !! I am currently doing some hefty edits, collecting art and testing coding (&learning something new a hundred times over, over, again, whether it be storycrafting, interactivity, ui design, social media, art, code ... the list goes on) and so for the most part, I'm having a good time, as long as we count the entire spectrum of the human condition as a mostly good time. pfft.

I miss hanging out here too! I genuinely can't wait to get back to online shenanigans once I feel ready for it; if you'll have me, of course. I can imagine that this type of secret development is frustrating and everyone has their limit. It means a lot that you sent this my way. Hope you're doing well too. <3

[silvantransthranduiltrash]

Imagine a feanorian or a nolofinwean etc traveling back in time to the years of the trees-

And finwe, of all elves, clocks onto something being wrong before anyone else, bc he grew up in a time where it was killed or be killed and he wants to know why his grandkid(s) went from an elf who has never seen a day of strife in their life, to a hardened warrior with ptsd seemingly overnight.

[lunarharp]

played dragon age 2...just simple scribbles

[p4nishers]

thinking about the relationship between mightily oats' "the worthwhile [words] don't burn" and constable dorfl's "the words in the heart cannot be taken"

[merrick-of-violet]

He never should’ve accepted the quest. All within the span of a week, his horse was stolen, half of his purse lost in a river, and an infected wound in his calf. All for thirty pieces of gold and a piece of jewelry. Murdock wasn’t greedy, he was desperate. Worse, because picking and choosing wasn’t his choice. No one of any merit would take the disgraced son of a disgraced lord to do anything higher than saving small animals from trees.

Carrying his pack across his shoulders and his sword tucked beside his belt, he finds his first sign of good direction. In the right village, he hears rumours of the ancient witch in the forest. Guarding a treasure, exactly what he needs to deliver. One incorrectly paid for meal, and Murdock is on his way to his pay.

@murdersinthemaking

The forest could be a tricky thing to navigate sometimes.

At first, it appears to be normal. Dense with trees and foliage, various small game animals skitter through the underbrush, and birdsong fills the air. But the longer Murdock walks, things begin to change. Well... in a way.

Did he pass that odd shaped boulder once already? Did the fog always have a purple tint to it? Had there been fog before? Should the sun already be setting at this time of day?

How long has he been walking for?

The fog continues to pour in, making it difficult to see more than a few feet in front of one's face. The birdsong turns to the screeching of crows high up in the trees. What had sounded like rabbits and foxes moving through the forest now sound... larger. And then...

A black cat about twice as large as a normal cat sits on the path ahead, the fog seeming to clear up around him. His eyes are the color of molten amber and glowing as he stares at Murdock, or rather through him.