#Frette

[snappedsky]

"Every pirate, adventurer, mercenary, bounty hunter, low-life, thrill-seeker, treasure hunter, adrenaline junky, and money grubber in the galaxy is gonna go for that treasure and kill for as much as they can carry. And of course that includes me.”

[postcard-from-the-past]

View of La Frette, northwestern suburbs of Paris

French vintage postcard

[white-and-pastel]

Frette

[polishmodels]

Alicja Tubilewicz & others - Thom Browne for Salone del Mobile, Milan with Frette collection

[theyeartochange]

Boston Transitional Bedroom

Ideas for a significant transitional master bedroom renovation

[winterskydragonx]

OMG. Day of gaming, reading and dog cuddle.

[larucheanimation]

January 14, 2022

We went grocery shopping, but it was freezing.

14 Janvier 2022

Nous faisions l’épicerie, mais il faisait FRETTE!

Credit: Music: https://www.purple-planet.com

[80linesofvirgil]

“The Rogue & The Bard” 2023 - Joe Eason

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Another chapter in my "Illustrations From A Gay Fantasia" series

[pseudo-satisfaction]

[alexturner2005]

someone got the new fontaines dc album early, and in the credits they thank “Al Turner for the lend of the guitar”

(source)

[snappedsky]

Borderlands: Skies the Ultimate Treasure Hunter

Skies finds what she's been hunting for, but time is running out.

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The Treasure of Captain Red-eye Part 6

Skies enters through the golden doors into a small room, her eyes wide with awe. Across the room sits a large, grey throne, and sitting atop the throne is an old skeleton.

It is not human; it is far larger, almost eight feet long. Rags of decayed clothes hang off it- leather boots, slacks, a tunic, and a large black coat. A tricorne hat sits atop its skull that is much bigger than any human’s, with a tall forehead, fangs, and a single massive eye hole.

“Captain Red-eye, I presume,” Skies says, approaching the skeleton. “Even after death you are as magnificent as your stories said. You turned the galaxy on its head, forcing hundreds of people to kill each other for just a piece of your legendary treasure. But I’m the one who will succeed. Now, where is your compass?”

Skies carefully examines the skeleton, picking its pockets and finding nothing but ancient dust. There’s nothing behind the throne either, as it sits flush against the back wall.

Skies steps back, pondering what to do next, when she notices the throne isn’t just grey- it’s metallic. Her interest piques and she carefully moves the skeleton’s arms off their rests, revealing control panels with many switches and buttons.

“What do we have here?” she muses, carefully examining the controls. If there was ever any writing or colours on these panels, they’ve long faded with age, so it’s hard to tell what does what. So Skies just pushes the biggest button.

Two large beams of light illuminate from the top of the throne, creating a holographic screen in front of the skeleton. Skies’ eyes widen in wonderment as she goes around to the side of the throne to see the screen.

It displays a star map with a yellow dot next to a star- their exact location. Many options sit at the bottom of the screen. Using the buttons on the control panels, Skies scrolls through them. Each one automatically displays directions through the galaxy to different points of interests: inns, restaurants, repair shops, and treasure sites.

“This is it!” Skies exclaims, smiling excitedly. “It was never a compass- it’s an entire navigation system embedded into a throne! It’s like a more in-depth ECHOmap. I’ve never seen anything like it! I bet if I could get this thing moved to the Sky Rider, Rhys would be able to connect it.”

Skies kneels on the floor to examine the bottom of the throne. “It’s connected to the ground but I should be able to cut it apart. Sorry, Red-eye, but this baby’s coming with me.”

[postcard-from-the-past]

View of La Frette-sur-Seine, northwestern suburbs of Paris

French vintage postcard

[methoughtsphantom]

DP x DC

not me thinking about imaginary scenarios of ten year old Tim Drake in the ghost zone (pariah’s castle)

where Tim thinks it’s strangely soothing that despite being the only one whose steps connect to the ground, there’s not that eerie silence that befell drake manor

strange blob creatures chitter softly and nip at his hair and swooshes and wisps of wind betray the presence of an invisible ghost

which after following he realizes it’s almost like he’s trailing after the black dark shadow that is batman again

which gives him the idea that, maybe, just this one time, he can play the part of robin

that in mind Tim makes out a game of sneaking to the side of ghosts that look like they’re brooding and if they can spot him he loses

most just grunt in response (very in character) while others fuss over him and ask questions which Tim uses to infodump

he also politely asks the ghost that always asks him how he’s doing to instead say the word “report”

(the ghost looks at him weirdly but humors him and besides the answer would be the same anyways)

Tim also(!!)

gets on the case of why the walls lack tangibility when he is the one leaning on them (he doesn’t live down the time he wanted to look cool only to fall through the wall)

hyperfixates on how gravity works in the ghost zone because he couldn’t do a skateboard trick he has pulled off many many times and he’s salty about it

tries to figure out where they are getting human food from (cause it’s hot enough to be homemade but also there’s no kitchen —so how could it be) (also he wants coffee)

finds out the dude that often gives him a side eye when he finds that Tim knows how to do something (math homework), is next in line for the throne and yet doesn’t have a single “mingle and talk people up” bone in his body. (despite it his networking is a solid 7/10)

gets a ghost horse to adopt him what

discovers pretty quickly that there are rooms to which he can’t phase through (a.k.a. he’s not allowed entry) to which he begrudgingly backs off even though that stands in his way of doing a very thorough layout™ of the place (robin would)

sulks over the lack of extreme sports in the place

(Danny takes him to the Far Frozen where they go tire sliding in the snow and where tim learns how to use a skateboard skate and also that ghost ice cream is just as good as normal ice cream)

sulks again cuz he caught a common cold

also because there’s no sun or moon poor Timmy’s already screwed sleep schedule gets more messed up to the point no one knows when or where he will fall asleep

(ghosts find him in the most unhinged of places with a signature purple cloak draped over him every. single. time.)

overall, be a menace

see-> the time he threatened to build ghost weapons he’d somehow memorized the blueprints of cause Danny wouldn’t let him visit the radium girls factory but yes the renaissance period

see-> that time he went through the whole ghost energy and how to work with it book section in the library and half an hour later had a prototype of a star wars laser beam made

(note: bribing only works for hot chocolate, not for letting him keep cool-looking guns)

just tim having the time of his life

clockwork being no help at all (the ghost loves being a cryptid)

and danny trying not to get attached while he progressively gets more concerned over this chaos child he emotionally adopted as his little brother

(to fit canon cause i want it to this would just be until Danny finds the dimension little Timmy is from, then they can safely yeet the child back to the moment he first went missing)

anyways before anyone knows it’s been three months

[nordsea-horizons]

hiii🍂 happy september🌤️ island update from my new island thimble🌾 im timetraveling around bc i want to try and get as many as “keeper” villagers i can, as fast as possible! im very happy with the ones i already have👀 drake is saying goodbye today and after i move someone new in, i’ll already have 9 permanent residents on the island🌤️

[moriaarts]

But what if Numa had a lil brother. More AU kiddos listen im having a moment this was a quick sketch bc i wanted to explore Boil and Waxer having a tubbie and low key freaking out bc he has freckles and a gap tooth and his hair is a lighter shade of brown (all things they would have been decommished for) and their Ryloth family being like hes perfect ur fine calm down its ok

[eiraeths]

Not to intrude on your own writing, but have you ever considered witch soap simply throwing bullets really fast instead of using a gun? That seems like a bat shit insane thing that he would figure out how to do with magic.

Soap on comms: guns jammed, going to start throwing the bullets at them instead

Price, also on comms: you're going to what??? Get to cover!

Soap: no no it's fine I can do this

And I guess he just magically enhances his throw. Give Price something new to lose his mind over

i love this sm

i think he’d be likely to be like, “i lost the charges but don’t worry i’ll blow the building sky high myself,” and price is losing his mind over comms while soap is having a blast (pun intended) blowing shit up with magic