#I am a slave now

[the-fault-in-marys-life]

i miss being a student on exchange in san diego california usa

[velociraptorsaurusrex]

I wanted him dead; I wanted him all to myself.

get him back!

[sunlit-mess]

The michelin stars au reminds me a lot of the videogame Dead Plate! Was it intentional?

(Love the artstyle btw <3333)

In the early concepts of the AU, I actually didn't know what Dead Plate was until I had to research existing stories or whatever about culinary work. Took my sweet time knowing the game and figured yeah I can take inspiration from that! hehe

[backpackingspace]

Psst want some some angst?

Odysseus with flowers woven into his hair, around his wrist, his ankles/ his neck/. Odysseus with his hair oiled and his skin scrubbed clean.

Calypso forces him into the bath. Forces him into clean clothes makes it so that he cannot move protest or breath while she brushes his hair. The flowers won't come off, even when he claws at his skin making himself bleed, even when he yanks chunks of his hair out trying to dislodge the pretty blossoms. Calypso heals him anyway makes his skin flawless, regrows his hair. She likes him looking pretty, likes him looking like he's loving life. Won't allow anything from the outside world to touch them, even if that's odysseus himself.

After all, she can't have anyone thinking she doesn't look after her beloved mortal. She's heard how the other gods treats their pets, how rough they are. But she's different. See how well odysseus is taken care of? And why would he even want to think about anything else when /shes/ right here. So what if he's a little resistant to the idea right now? Odysseus, the poor thing, is battered and traumatized it's natural that he'd be a little confused. One day he'll snap out of it and thank her. She just knows it.

[thinasadlme]

art idea: schumi!

i have drawn him actually when i was first getting into f1!! and im very proud of the way i rendered his racing suit, but it wasn't his face...

anyways I will definitely do some doodles of his face tomorrow because he's such a shaped fellow but here is the drawing of him i did in the past:

[every-sanji]

[venadorosas]

“I think I’ll die if she doesn’t kiss me. And I think I’ll die if she does. What bittersweet solace”

[technitango]

Seo Jongryeol-The Worst of Evil Eps. 4 & 5

[justarandomhelluvablog]

having thoughts about how Husk actually has very little left to redeem bc he started his journey of self-change before even coming to work at the hotel, but at the same time redemption isn't even his goal- he ain't even aiming for heaven, he just wanted to be a better person and maybe now with friends and especially Angel, who he supports so much and wants to see succeed, maybe now he has a reason to be a better person

[mikaila-orchard]

Considering the parting of ways with Lily and KP, I guess you're not a mod in her discord server anymore?

Oh hell no. I dipped the moment KP pulled that shit and I haven't looked back.

Fun fact about all that btw

KP KNEW about all these 'allegations'. We literally talked about it in a podcast abuse and dedicated harassment. We went over how easy it is to rouse a 'trans woman bad' bandwagon, to the point where it's literally baked into the campaign promises of conservative politicians.

KP only gave a shit about these allegations when they got in the way of her slinging shit at VivziePop. And even before then, she only interacted with Lily insofar as it would boost her platform. Like she was nakedly transparent about that even then, but we let it slide.

But then after diminishing returns and randos on twitter slinging 'whataboutisms' at her over Vivzie, suddenly being associated with Lily was a liability. Nevermind the fact that the video made by those goons was taken down because their 'triumvirate' fell the fuck apart. Nevermind the fact that the person who made these accusations openly confessed to doing the same heinous shit but 'it's totally different'. It effected her PR and that's all she cares about.

She's a fucking flake who only considers what will further her career which was already diminishing long before all this.

If KP ever makes a video about my wife, you'll know she's only doing it to get attention and notoriety.

[bidisasterevankinard]

Tease tidbit Tuesday

i want it sooo early cause it officially Tuesday for me, today going to be hard day and I'm not sure if will open Tumblr and because I ENDED ROYAL FIC . interact with the post if you want to be tagged

and last snippet of King Eddie/Lord Buckley fic

It is a sinful obscene beauty King was blessed with when he met his lord. Squeezing gorgeous thighs tighter, Eddie bends his knees to have more leverage for his movements, already feeling the end approaching. He sees more white in front of his eyes and wants to take Buck with him to this climax. “I’m close, my love,” Eddie whispers and Buck nods , not saying anything. Eddie still knows it means he is close too so he helps with strokes on the dick he thinks he should give attention tomorrow. It was long ago he played with it how his lover and him deserves. “Come for me, my soul. Come with me.” Two more synchronous movements towards each other, and two loud moans into the quietness of the night and lord and king come together. Buck again makes a mess on their bodies while Eddie empties deep into his lover.  Buck lies down on Eddie’s chest, but does not move so as to get away from the cock inside him. Just lies on the chest, hugs his king tight, with eyes closed enjoying the afterglow of their night.

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[rotisseries]

Haunting

Will Byers + Strangers by Ethel Cain

@bylerween2023 | Day 1: Ghosts & Hauntings

unfortunately, it's not looking like my fic for bylerween will be done in time to share today, so I'm sharing the graphic that would have gone with it! strangers is one of my favorite songs, it's very haunting and very will coded, and I felt that it fit for the theme lol. the larger fic idea is that will did die in the upside down, and when mike goes to visit the now abandoned byers house, he sees will's ghost. hoping I can finish it by the november 22nd deadline🫡

[iamrizaka]

Will can't taste it or it doesn't have a tasteless at all. But it still burns the throat and after a while the current sticky heat spreads through the body. Will sobs, pressing his hand to his stomach. He doesn't know if the internal parts will change and he's afraid to ask.

Hecate sits down next to him, stroking his head, a silent maid, a lilac dryad, with sympathy in her chestnut gaze removes a golden tray with empty vials of today's potions. Will was sick of the sight of sparkling glass with the occasional drop of pearl liquid residue.

He knew, he understood, even if Hecate was silent like a fish from a mixture of shame and guilt, and Hermes limited himself to distant, vaguely formed compliments. Will understood everything, Will's tongue was cut out in the end, not his eyes were gouged out.

Will looked in the mirror and clearly saw the changes that made him want to get to something sharp and cut himself - the way his skin paled and lost its natural dark shade, turned porcelain white and much smoother, sparse down on his body became even thinner and even whiter, his hair grew much faster and thicker, shining and lush, voluminous like his mother's, he gained a little weight, his body seemed to blossom and curves appeared where they should not have been.

With each passing day, with each cursed use of these potions, Will looked more and more like the photographs of his mother taken in her teenage years. His body was becoming feminine and as unlike him as possible - a subtle hint of breast development, the newly formed curve of his hip, a soft face and hair falling to his shoulder blades.

Will slowly turned into something that could not possibly be him, Will did not want to look in the mirror, Will avoided taking a bath like the plague, Will wore the most shapeless and long chiton and began to cover head with a veil to hide his face and hair that could not belong to him.

Lee was still there for him, Ethan was still supporting him, even though Will felt like an ugly abomination and like a big part of him was dying - Lee still called him his brother, Ethan still kissed the top of his head. They still loved him, even though Will felt unworthy of it.

"Koros" Hecate's voice pulled him out of his thoughts and Will looked up at her - her face was absolutely calm, but her green eyes glittered painfully just like Al's after another night with Zeus "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Will felt something snap inside him, he sniffed tearfully and pressed into her, her soft warm belly, the goddess seemed so maternal and kind... Hecate hugged him too, her hands were pleasant and gentle on his skinny back and a couple of scalding drops fell on the top of his head.

In the bluish surface of the smooth mirror in a gold frame with sparrows carved on it, those who could be mother and daughter were reflected.

Will suffering brings me pain. The fear, the absolute disgust of himself. "He doesn't know if the internal parts will change" them changing means loosing the last part of his old body, his old person.

The whole transition robs him of his body and identity. "Will looked more and more like the photographs of his mother taken in her teenage years" and "Will slowly turned into something that could not possibly be him" show exactly that. Hermes wants his May, a lover gone insane, and he forces it unto Will, transforming him slowly into her little copy (May is legacy of Apollo in this AU).

This body is not his anymore and he can't look at it anymore: he feels like an imposter in his own skin. Is it his now, though? The boy from before wasn't this pale and broken. He had freckles skittered around his face, torso, arms and legs. There aren't any on his face and he can't handle looking down on limbs and torso to check.

Lee and Ethan are still caring and try to distract him from these thoughts. But how can he accept it? It's wrong, it feels like he's stealing it from the bright boy that is fading away now. He doesn't deserve this love and affection; it was Will Solace's first, not whatever's he has become.

Hecate is gentle and apologetic with him. He had prepped all of these potions, but he understands that she would've never done that if she wasn't pressured by higher gods. She was as helpless as him, sitting before him and consoling, hugging his small shoulders.

But why should it be like this? Why can't he stay himself? He has already lost his voice, innocence and many siblings. Why can't he have this, why must he lose the last piece of himself?

[green-mountain-goose]

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[halliserres]

ok i need more information on rook right this moment so i know if any of my ideas are going to be possible at all. bioware give me crumbs please