#AHAHAHAHA THE LAST ONE

[marshmallowgoop]

No matter how special it is, a kid's lunch is still just a kid's lunch.

I dunno, I liked "The Genius Restaurant" (Episode 1,089).

Happy (belated) birthday, Jimjam.

[Song link] [YouTube link]

[seyaryminamoto]

Fic-to-Art #39: Gladiator's ELEVENTH Anniversary! (+ BONUS: Fic-to-Art #36...)

And here we are! March 26th arrived and I did not forget about it, but I paid for my ambitious madness with my wrist and forearm. Somehow, I finished my intended pieces on time, but I do not advise that you ever try to make 9 artworks in 3 days. No, sir. Bad life decisions, that's what that was... but this fic, as anyone knows, moves me to do things I never thought possible, starting with writing the fic itself!

It's really crazy every time it hits me that I've been doing this for as long as I have. It's been a complicated, chaotic journey, with its many ups and downs, but ultimately, it has been our journey. For some people, this is just one more fic in the pile: for me, it's been the best adventure of my life so far. Everyone who has ever been touched by Gladiator, who has ever cherished this story, who's looking forward to the big conclusion, who wants to see how the chaotic war is going to end... you're all part of this crazy adventure along with me, and I can only thank you for joining me.

This year, I had no time to make as big a project as I usually go for. Thus, I did a sort of free-for-all edition of Fic-to-Art over at Patreon and challenged myself to draw as many scenes as I could, out of their suggestions. I even sprinkled in a few scenes I impulsively wanted to draw because I loved writing them or because I look forward to writing them... and this is the result!

In order, the scenes are as follow:

Sokka combing Azula's hair, a common occurrence throughout the story.

Azula watching over a convalescing Sokka in the Chase of Jeong Jeong arc.

The outcome of Sokka's final battle in the Superior Gladiator League, namely a moment where Sokka and Azula more or less gave away their relationship's true nature to the public by raising their hands towards each other...

And now, spoiler territory! Some were by my choice, some by Patreon requests:

An important moment shortly after Sokka and Azula reunite.

Azula confronting her father, with a LOT of backup.

Xin Long's long-awaited freedom.

The aftermath of the final battle.

The full-blown confirmation of their relationship to the general Fire Nation populace.

Sokka, Azula and Hotaru's first night together

And the big final one is ACTUALLY Fic-to-Art #36 but hahaha woops I didn't post it here on time because it was super hard to finish since I had a LOT of things going on... but here it is now! :'D it's a glimpse VERY far into the future of this fic's timeline!

Alright, that should be enough talking and explaining. Some things are vague, some things aren't, but ultimately I really hope you guys will be looking forward to the scenes you haven't seen yet, and to Gladiator's eventual outcome.

So now... with all this being said and done, I'm gonna go take a trip down memory lane and watch my Tenth Anniversary video once more! Feel free to do the same thing if you'd like to commemorate the fic, I think it's a good way to experience Gladiator all over again, hahaha.

Thank you if you read all this, and if you read all THAT: 5 million word landmark, here we come! Thanks for hanging out with me across ELEVEN years of Gladiator!

[resetmypatientviolence]

[poryphoria]

okay now that my Tumblr is working again i have to say: stop accusing random people of having fetishes for benign things they have not explicitly stated are fetishistic, but also if someone accuses you of that it is not the end of the world. you do not need to defend yourself, there is literally no way you can prove them otherwise and people will believe what they will. as long as you know the truth in your beautiful mind who give a fuck. it's not a crime to have a fetish it doesn't make you weird somehow

[la-cocotte-de-paris]

Love how my music taste is either french music from the 60s, punk and goth music, or horslips

[tnbc-thoughtsandheadcanons]

Also, to my fellow Disney Magic Kingdom players - you can get a free Nightmare Before Christmas chest with sign-in today! The Black Cauldron event just started, so if you have TNBC characters, they can drop tokens for the event characters!

Also also...DMK finally brought back the Oogie Boogie spin attraction. The downside? It costs more than 600 gems. Just buying 500 gems in-game costs $20 real dollars. If I'd have known they would've brought it back as a purchasable item and NOT a drop in the TNBC chests themselves, I would've saved up!!! I'm pissed.

Good luck!!

[theflyingfeeling]

stupid stupid stupid stupid I am so fucking stupid

(LONG rant in the tags. originally a little longer still but apparently there were too many tags so tumblr deleted the rest lol)

[blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk]

me, wanting to make more AUs of things I've recently seen or rewatched: my brain, dripping oil sludge onto my AU thoughts: whoa there friend you might need to slow down =)

[yoon-kooks]

bruh the interview opportunities from this job are so cool but also im shy🥺👉👈

[westerlyx]

thanks for trying mr. magic cat…

[daisyeyes-sims]

🏃‍♀️🍴🐈🕴

helen enjoying the san myshuno life, tasting new foods, jogging 5 mins around the block (why tf is the jogging route so short????), looking at her cat sleeping (and steal glances w the gruff neighbor at the mailboxes)

[chuluoyi]

࿐ ࿔ 🕰️ 「 07:55 A.M 」

a little drabble based on this outrageous ask :)) and half-inspired by some lines from the broken ring: this marriage will fail anyway—that's my new roman empire everyone ehe🥹 and who can resist domestic husband!gojo?😋

a part of gojo's love entries

“you’re cheating on me.”

morning breakfast. satoru stopped chewing his toast at your wild accusation, his baby blue eyes blinking rapidly as he processed your words before turning to you and bursting out—

“huh?!”

“last night,” you charged, eyes narrowing in distaste. “i can’t believe you.”

“whaaa?” he tensed up, racking his brain for any indicators that he might have wronged you in any way, until he came across an irrefutable truth—

“wait no, last night, you almost made me lose it in my pants!” even satoru’s face reddened slightly while recounting your nightly tales. “before i busted it inside you. how is it possible that i’m committing adultery?!”

you huffed, looking away from him righteously. “in my last night’s dream, you did.”

. . .

“eh...” satoru blinked again, fully absorbing your words, before stupidly smiling. “what? you dream about me?”

you scowled, picking at your omelette. “yes. about you running away with five bimbos, banging them in a cottage in the middle of the woods, and leaving me here waiting for you like an idiot.”

he burst into uproarious laughter, so loud and crisp it made him wheeze. “what? seriously? you— ahahahaha!”

you threw him an unamused look, mildly irked.

“hey, wifey,” satoru nudged you, his grin stretching wide in sheer delight. “no one else can make my body react the way it does around you, you know~”

“…”

“this here,” your husband then shamelessly gestured towards his crotch. “—is broken already. my happy friend here can’t get up anymore if it’s not you.”

“…”

“i mean it! you’re the only one who can give me an erection!”

you whipped your head around him, scandalized. “ew! satoru, you—!”

“well, that’s the fact! nothing too embarrassing— we’re married!” he shrugged as you bulged a vein. “besides, shouldn’t you be proud? you've truly got me wrapped around your pinky~”

seeing how you were cutely pouting throughout breakfast, still all giggly, satoru led you back to bedroom to cuddle you.

“there, there, sweets... happy now?” satoru pulled you closer and pat your back, his body still slightly shaking with suppressed laughter.

“hmph.” you put your hands around his torso with pursed lips, squeezing him in return.

“look at this, it’s only when she’s spooked that the wife shows me any affection,” satoru exclaimed with a dramatic sigh. “so, what else did the dream version of me do to you, huh?”

“you bend each bimbo on every surface, lied to me that you’re on a long mission,” you huffed, grimacing as you recalled your dream vision. “you’re the worst.”

satoru still had that dopey grin on this face, and right this second, he thought you were the absolute cutest, because how could you think that he is capable of looking at anyone else the way he looks at you?

you have his heart, body and soul already. hasn't he told you that?

“is that so, poor you,” he retorted with mock sympathy. “but since you’re so worried...”

and suddenly, he rose from the bed with his arm around your back and another under your knees, cradling you in a princess carry. and with the smuggest smirk he whispered—

“...well, i have to make it up somehow. how about i bend you on your vanity desk now, hmm?”

[c0smiccom3t]

Okay people. Summer (The worst season imaginable)'s right around the corner and so is d.d's second anniversary so... CHOOSE!!

[ignisregina]

@mythosisms from here

Raza was on a quest to find his elder sister. And his most current lead was in this direction, through these sacred lands. He did not want to explain himself, not to someone so….new and potentially hostile, but he was willing to do whatever it took to gain the permission of the goddess that watched over these lands. “It is worth the danger,” he affirmed, his voice quiet, but leaving no room for argument on that point.  Raza glanced over at the grove and nodded before walking over to the grove, marvelling at the altar before taking a deep breath. He pressed the palms of his hands together and closed his eyes, offering his respects to the goddess and in his mind, he relayed the story about his sister, quietly asking for passage.  Green eyes opened to find the flames shifting to a bright blue, burning hotter than ever, tinting the entire grove with the colour. A message from the goddess reached his mind and he couldn’t help but smile. He glanced back, eyes bright. “I am allowed to pass….and you shall have to accompany me.” He casually pointed to the glowing flames behind him. “She said so.”

"You might want to reconsider that later, when you're faced with who-knows-what." She knows what, and as a rule she did not want to deal with those whats if avoidable. But the conviction in his voice spoke more, the unrevealed reason weighing a ton that she decided not to aggravate him further. Besides, she is in control of the fire.

The grove's flame was a normal flame, or at least most times it was. After all, most affairs with humans Brigid designated to the keepers of the temple, especially to Daighre. The only time it turned into the unnatural color of blue was when she willed it, a symbol that the goddess has answered a prayer. But most definitely, she did not do it now.

"How -- " Her mouth fell open, eyes dart to the east - where Tir Na Nog the dwelling of the deities lie - with a barely concealed look of annoyance. The rest of the words were lost in her resignation, casting one more doubtful look at the flame. "Hah, she told you that, did she? So much for intermediaries," she grumbled, more to the goddess - the ire of a child towards her mother - than to the stranger whose expression was the epitome of victory. "Well then, come And you better do as I say. I hope she also told you that too."

[onemillionvolts]

i can't exactly say i've had an excess of experiences in my life and certainly i've had it better than a lot of people. but in my years, i've found that one of the absolute worst things (in my opinion at least) is that feeling in a relationship where you start to question yourself, if you still love that person or if you're just terrified of being alone. where you feel like you're forcing yourself to care, trying desperately to drown those thoughts out. questioning how much of it was just not wanting to be alone in the first place. i can confidently say it's the worst feeling i've ever had the mispleasure of experiencing throughout my life... and maybe i'm lucky for that, i don't know, but man it really does suck.

[vivwritesfics]

Please don’t feel obligated but I’m obsessed with your poly landoscar writing and all the weirdness of the 1-2 last weekend and how osc got his first win has had me thinking about the fallout any angst/jealousy and how that would play out and be resolved after? Or just any scenario where there’s been a little work disagreement or awkwardness between them as team mates. Would love to hear your thoughts!!

i haven't actually watched the last few races because of work and, at the rate i'm going, i don't think i'll ever watch another race again because of work

ahahahaha this is just angst

lando didn't meant to be sour

he was supposed to be happy for oscar, he knew

she was happy for oscar, so why wasn't he?

these bitter feelings were horrible and he didn't understand why he was feeling them

he felt like a child again, a petulant child that just wanted to win everything

and this win was so close

but it wasn't his

it was oscars

it was a deserved in, lando knew

but he deserved it, too

every time he tried to congratulate oscar, the words were heavy on his tongue

and she was caught in the middle of it

it was oscars first podium and she knew she should have watched it

but lando needed comforting

oscar would understand, wouldn't he

well, that was what she was counting on as she ran her fingers through lando's curls and pulled him into her chest

"want me to shout at zac?" she asked, only half joking

his glare wasn't playful and she dropped the attempt at humour

oscar deserved to win, lando knew

but even that didn't stop the hurt

when Oscar walked into the room, she stood and wrapped her arms around him

"I'm proud of you, Osc," she mumbled and pressed her face against his chest

lando stormed out of the room

oscar released a sigh and kissed the top of her head

"I'll go and get him," he said and followed after lando

it was annoying, but oscar wasn't one to get annoyed

he loved lando, sure, but this was ridiculous

they'd celebrated his win like it was a championship win

oscar knew they weren't going to be celebrating his win in the same way

"lan," he called, catching his arm. "talk to me."

lando stopped and turned towards him, his expression clearly pissed off

"if that had been my win, i would have been closer to catching max. I would have been that much closer to winning my first championship," he spat

oscar rolled his eyes

"it was the teams strategy, Lando," he replied with gritted teeth. "i agree with you, but that wasn't how it went down and we can't change that"

"Fuck you, Oscar."

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION IK THERE ISN'T BAD BLOOD AFTER OSCAR'S WIN