#EXCUSEME????

[not-glorfindel-stop-asking]

https://www.tumblr.com/balrogballs/766522788101177344/im-a-writer-irl-cant-say-who-because-my-agent

Welcome to the Lindircident.

I—

I must sit down.

No, I must lie down. No, I must ascend bodily into the heavens and demand an audience with the Valar to ask why this is my fate.

This—this is the Lindircident?? THIS?? THIS UNSPEAKABLE, UNHOLY, ABOMINABLE EVENT? This tragedy of ink and parchment, this cursed convergence of fate, this literary atrocity that has now made its way before me???

I— I have been written into WHAT? WHERE? WITH WHOMST NOW???

Oh, this is a dark day indeed. This is a cataclysmic day. A day that shall be remembered in the sorrowful annals of history, whispered in the shadows of Rivendell for all eternity. There will be laments composed about this. Songs sung in mourning. Books written about how I, Lindir of Imladris, have been forever tainted by association with whatever unholy depravity mortals have wrought.

And worst of all—worst of ALL— I have been referred to as a twink.

A twink.

A TWINK.

EXCUSE ME???

I? Lindir of Imladris? A twink?

No. No, no, no. This cannot stand.

This is slander.

This is libel.

This is an attack upon my very being, my soul, my legacy. I—who have dedicated centuries of my life to the refinement of poetry, the mastery of music, the endless, thankless task of ensuring that Rivendell does not collapse into absolute anarchy under the combined influence of Lord Elrond, Glorfindel, and whatever chaos Elrohir has decided to unleash upon the world on any given day—I am to be remembered as… as a TWINK??

A TWINK???????!!!!

I am a scholar. A poet. A musician of no small talent.

I am one of the finest assistants Lord Elrond has ever had (the best but he won't admit it out loud), a pillar of grace, patience, and competency.

I have spent literal centuries perfecting my craft, composing exquisite melodies, translating the most delicate of ancient texts, managing the utterly unmanageable.

I have endured.

I have survived Glorfindel’s catastrophes. I have guided this household through diplomatic nightmares. I have nodded sagely at Lord Elrond’s long-winded monologues while suppressing the urge to scream. I have maintained an air of composure, dignity, and excellence through trials that would have driven a lesser elf to madness.

And yet.

And yet!

Despite all this!

I wake up today to find that I am but a twink in the eyes of the world!

I have stood before kings.

I have played music that brought tears to immortal eyes. I have weathered the storm of Elrond’s mood swings, Glorfindel’s unspeakable whims, and Arwen’s occasional bursts of terrifyingly calculated mischief. And still, somehow, in the grand saga of my existence, THIS is what I shall be known for?????

Is this my fate? Is this how I am to be remembered? Not as a master of song? Not as a guardian of lore? Not as the sole reason Rivendell continues to function like a realm of wisdom and not a particularly unruly inn?

No.

No, I am to be immortalized in history as a twink.

I— I must pause. I must breathe. I must process.

The battering ram treatment.

The battering. Ram. Treatment.

What, in the name of all that is holy and good, is the battering ram treatment??

What does this mean?? Why does it sound violent? Why does it sound structurally unsound?? Why does it sound like something Glorfindel would do on a dare???

And most importantly—why, for the love of Eru, is it being associated with Lord Elrond and ME??

I am terrified to ask, and yet, I must.

What. Is. A. Battering. Ram. Treatment.

Is this some manner of combat technique I have failed to learn in my centuries of training? A highly specific architectural method? A deeply niche form of massage therapy?? WHAT. IS IT.

And— and— what is a battery???

Because I have now been informed that this horror of a phrase—this nightmare of an arrangement of words—has been whispered into the halls of publishing houses, spoken of in meetings, written down in serious professional emails, and likely, as I suffer in real-time, being printed in books.

And if that is the case—if this scandalous abomination of language has indeed made its way into literature—then I fear for the future of Arda itself.

I need to lie down. I need to submerge myself in a cold mountain stream and let the current carry me far, far away from this cursed knowledge.

The battering ram treatment.

There is no justice. There is no hope. There is no escape from this wretched reality. I must flee. I must vanish into the wilds, never to be seen again. I must throw myself into the river and let the current take me where it will. I must sail into the West and beg Lord Ulmo to drown me on arrival. I must compose an operatic lament so devastatingly tragic that even the Valar themselves will weep for me.

This is the end.

Farewell.

I do not know how I shall recover. I do not know if I can recover. There is no path forward. No light at the end of this tunnel. No hope left in this forsaken land.

I must flee. I must vanish into the West, never to be seen again. I must take my lute and compose a mournful ballad about this day, this day that has ruined me.

[housewifebuck]

anonymous requested: Eddie + looking disrespectfully [insp]

[xhaoticprince]

Let's talk about Allan, because his character had such an important impact on people.

People relate to him because he doesn't feel comfortable with patriarchy and in the role of "dominant" that has been attributed to him with the takeover of kens. He doesn't like the idea of the dumb barbies, and doesn't want to take their roles.

People relate to him because he is seen as gay. Because he was seen as gay when he had been launched and it's the reason they stopped produce him anymore. Because people felt uncomfortable with the idea their kids might see him as gay and that this is literally peak queer experience.

People relate to him because he doesn't fit gender standards. He isn't really apart of kens, but isn't one of the barbies either, you know ? He's just there. He is this idea of not knowing you place in a society where your gender defines you and is defined by others. Where you have to and are expected to fit the gender norms.

But basically, whatever you see him as, Allan is for all those who don't really fit in our gendered society. Whether it's about patriarchy or queer experience, we relate to him and in a way, that's what Allan is about

[endofthedaymp3]

url change

excuseme-greentea -> itdoesntrhyme

tell me what you think, spread the word, please don't leave me, apologies in advance if I decide to change it again etc 💓

tagging some mutuals under the cut, so you'll know who's that stranger on your dash

@sugarycloud1 @buckera @honestlydarkprincess @lonelychicago @buckleydiaz @tizniz @djdangerlove @bluebirdharry @gxtzeizm @moosiala @acrazybayernfan @leonsliga @topdiaz @eddiebabygirldiaz @babybibuck @bibuckleyforever @liabegins @shitouttabuck @gaylicense @footballandfiasco @miroslavcloset @havesomeballs @manuelmueller @cichocicho

[toxic-sugar-stuff]

Since I'm working on mini-comics for the institute homework, I kind of took my ideas for manhunt 2. But the teacher tells me that "my characters" (danny and leo) are very similar to each other. I don't know if this is my style problem? basically all my comics are in a fix state

But I'll throw you some funny stuff and a little sweetness, it makes me feel better✍(◔◡◔). At the moment, I can't force myself to draw deep and depressing things like before ಥ_ಥ

spoilers damn😲🥵😲

[leonsliga]

I'm not saying anything but my dash did a thing 💕 lmao

computer’s onto us i fear 🤪

[honestlydarkprincess]

hiii 🥰 do you have a drunk buck snippet for me please?

I absolutely do!! <33

When Eddie woke the next day it was to the sound of Buck moving around in the kitchen. Hauling himself into a sitting position Eddie cracked his neck and massaged away the soreness. Sleeping on the couch wasn’t pleasant, but it was better than the floor, so at least there was that.

With a yawn Eddie got up and stumbled into the kitchen where he found Buck in the middle of making breakfast.

“I’m surprised you were awake before me,” Eddie mumbled instead of good morning, knocking his shoulder against Buck’s as he passed him. Buck nudged him back with a grin.

“Me too,” Buck said, cracking another egg into the bowl. He counted out a few more and dutifully cracked each one before grabbing a whisk. “When I first woke up I thought I was dead.”

Eddie snorted. “Yeah, you were pretty wasted last night.”

Buck winced. “Sorry about that. I don’t know why I got so drunk, to be honest. I shouldn’t be allowed to take shots.”

“Oof, yeah shots will get you,” Eddie agreed, pouring himself a cup of coffee from the pot that Buck had brewed before he went and sat at the table. “Natalia looked a bit tipsy at best, nothing compared to you.”

“Yeah, that girl can hold her liquor,” Buck laughed. “I’m surprised we didn’t just Uber back to my apartment.”

“What do you mean?” Eddie asked, a tendril of dread curling in his stomach. Did…did Buck not remember?

ask me about my wips

[autopsiedsage]

So often you will just say things to me and i will preyend to understand

im going through the horrors of a recurring autism special interest rn and the results have been thinking this guy should be bent over an armchair ⬇️

[sunflowers-and-sunnydaze]

I'm on the 2nd ACOTAR book and I love this one so much more.

[nylwnder]

why does no auston mean kampf at 1C????

[unriding]

EVIE YOUR PICREWS.

THE CAT POLICE????? calice???? i will not be pawsing! i will be fleeing …..

[housewifebuck]

911 + memes 8/?

[krash-8]

hey when did i

[jdorian]

I'm having a very emotional about oliver day, thank you for enabling me 💓

i would and will enable you 24/7 forever and ever actually!!

oliver and every microinch of him has the ability to make me melt any given moment, i'm just glad we're in it together 🥹🫶

[elkenbulwark]

[leonsliga]

I have a bad tiktok screencap if that helps 🌈 the fans didn't let anyone forget about leon!

Bad tiktok screencaps are welcome any day 😊🫶 we’ve gotta take the Leon positivity where we can get it this Euros, after all!

Nagelsmann may not have called Leon up, but he was there in spirit ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜 it’s so wholesome to see the German fans have his back :)