#Respectful Travel

[techdriveplay]

7 Insider Tips from Lonely Planet to Make the Most of Your Trip to Japan with the Aussie Dollar at a 10-Year High

If you’ve always wanted to travel to Japan, now’s the time to say konichiwa to this super-hot travel destination with the exchange rate at its best. These insider tips from Lonely Planet’s “Experience Japan” and “Experience Tokyo” make it even more kawaii (or cool): Crazy Commute For Tokyoites, the morning commute is a contact sport. On weekdays from 7.30am to 9am, millions squeeze into trains…

[cor-lapis]

Somewhere out there, Charlotte is still 1 million mora in debt and waiting for the Wriothesley Scoop

(you can find more of my quest summaries here!)

[nipuni]

Casanova sketches!

[laundrybiscuits]

The officer leans close, jabbing a finger into Steve’s chest. “You’re damn lucky it ain’t ten years ago or one state over,” he growls. “You could be looking at a felony charge, serving 15 to life. We didn’t stand for this kind of thing in Hawkins when I joined the force.”

Steve just folds his arms and gives the officer a bored look. “Okay,” he says. “Good talk. Can I see my boyfriend now?”

The officer sneers, but he steps aside to let Steve through. They’ve got Eddie cuffed to the hospital bed with another gun-toting guard in the corner. 

“Jesus christ,” snaps Steve. “He’s not gonna escape, he can’t even walk right now. Why don’t you clear out and give us a little privacy, huh?”

“Sorry,” says the guard, not sounding all that sorry. “It’s for his own protection.”

Fuck. He’s gonna have to hope Eddie can follow his lead. All that practice pretending to be a wizard or whatever has to be good for something, right?

He perches on the side of Eddie’s bed and takes his hand. He can do this. “Hey, gorgeous. How’re you feeling?” 

“Uh,” says Eddie, eyebrows doing something hilarious. “Steve?”

“It’s okay,” says Steve. He rubs his thumb over Eddie’s knuckles. This is the most they’ve ever touched, he thinks—the most that was just skin, no layers of denim or leather in between. Not even a layer of blood and dirt. 

He swallows and keeps going, willing Eddie to develop freaky mind-reading powers all of a sudden. “I know you didn’t want to tell anyone about us, but I had to, baby. I’m sorry. I had to tell them you were, y’know, with me when…when Jason killed Chrissy.”

“You didn’t have to tell them about us,” says Eddie slowly. He’s giving Steve kind of an intense look. “Honey-pie. I’m sure there’s gotta be another way. One without as many consequences for you that you might not have thought all the way through.”

“There really isn’t,” Steve says. Thank god Eddie’s so quick on the uptake. Sure, he’s being a stubborn dick about it, but at least it doesn’t seem like he’s going to let anything slip. 

“Fucking hell,” sighs Eddie. “Don’t suppose we can put that pesky little cat back in the bag. Okay. Darling angel, light of my life, corndog of my soul, who else knows?”

Corndog of my soul, Steve mouths to himself. “Just the cops. And Robin and Nancy, obviously. And—oh, remember Hopper?”

“Do I remember Hopper, he asks. Oh, pudding-pop. The late Chief Hopper and I spent so, so much quality time together over the years; he was practically a father figure to me. And just as with my actual dear old dad, his departure was cause for great rejoicing in Casa Munson.”

“Sorry to break the bad news, then. Hop’s alive, and he—uh, he knows everything.” Steve tries to communicate the scope of everything by kind of tilting his head back and forth. “He’s been…helping.”

“Huh. No shit,” says Eddie. Steve can’t tell whether or not he’s getting it. To be fair, there’s a lot to get. “Okay, gallant knight errant of mine, any news on whether or not I’m getting sprung from this charmingly appointed dungeon?”

“We’re…Hopper’s working on it. That’s why I’m. Y’know. Here. To tell you that they know about us.” 

“Cool, right, understood.” Eddie closes his eyes, leaning back on his pillow. It’s so strange to see him in nothing but a hospital gown against white sheets. He looks like a wrung-out dishtowel. 

There’s a commotion from outside, raised voices saying something like you let him what and haven’t even interrogated the Munson kid yet and not a legal status you fuckin—

“Time’s up, sweetheart,” says Eddie, mouth quirking up into the ghost of a smile. “Anything else you wanna say before they decide to upgrade my security?”

“Uh,” says Steve. He’d mostly been focusing on getting the basics of Eddie’s alibi across in a convincing way, and he can’t remember if there were any other details Eddie should know. 

He hears the door slam open behind him, and panics. “Love you, bye,” he says, and ducks in to brush a quick kiss across Eddie’s chapped lips. The last thing he sees as he’s hauled bodily out of the room by a pissed-off detective is Eddie with his eyes gone enormous and shocked, lifting his uncuffed hand to his mouth, looking and looking at Steve like something is always going to be different from now on, forever.

(ETA: small continuation here!)

[atoriv-art]

older designs for my specialest guy

[hishighnesstheprincess]

Guys I'm gonna be so fucking fr with you if this turns out to be real I'm fully giving up on these movies

[broh3m3]

oldification beams the blorbos

[jeeaark]

And now my brain goes mad.

Greygold X Lae’zel X Emps?

Does Icarus fly too close to the sun? Do mortals not wish to wield the power of gods without consequence??

Can dreams really come true???

No one in this universe wants LaexGreygxEmps to happen more than Greygold. But Baby Steps. Right now, they'd be ecstatic if all three of them were in the same room without any blood spilling. Oh, the 19th century Victorian blush they'd have if they ever got to the point of hand-holding.

[sleepyorchidmonster]

Lyney: Don't worry my dear siblings, home is wherever we are together!

*Traveler, sobbing and completely ruining the moment*

Lyney: Wha-

Paimon: No worries, they've just been separated from their twin for 500 years because of an Unknown God...

Paimon, noticing their shock: But they reunited! It's just that their sibling left on a mission five minutes later, saying that they "have to complete their journey" and "we've always had time".... Which means they haven't reunited at all, ha ha...

Liney, Lynette and Freminet:

Lyney, panicking: Do you want to see a magic trick!?!?

[pines4thetwin]

So with the whole multiverse thing in mind I think that the stans would be happy at any ford loving/wanting them even if its not their ford and the fords are sanctimonious and greedy enough to want to possess any and all stans they come across while also being obsessively territorial enough to insist that their stan is theirs only and refusing to let any other fords near their stan if they can help it.

Which is funny because all of them think they have the right to any stan they come across.

[plrle]

Hi so first of all i love you art so much , I wanted to ask if you could draw robespierre, marat, and danton in like a mean girls AU/ vibe 🙏🙏🙏😭😭

what geniuses inhabit my inbox :_D congratulations anon you've made me watch mean girls for this

+ bonus doodles lol

(i was glad to finally meet the Caesar clip in the wild. :D)

[guiltandrecourse]

bored in an airport here’s what i think Saw characters’ go-to drinks are

Larry - red wine. more of a rosé man at heart but doesn’t need to give his wife more ammunition for thinking he’s gay than she already has

Adam - theres a bar i used to go to a lot that had a beer on tap just called ‘cheap shit beer’. that

Mandy - sober now but no double vodka sugar free red bull was safe when she was on the prowl

Lynn - dry white wine. also cleaning fluid

Hoffman - a guinness man. no-one ever pours it right tho so he’s never had a good pint. stouts in general, get the fella a beamish

Strahm - pretends to be a Guinness man. drinks a nice g&t but would kill you and then himself if you caught him. oomf said he gets a pint of espresso martini nd pretends it’s a Guinness

Perez - a nice crisp lager, cider when it’s nice out

John - mayonnaise

Jill - she’s a prosecco girlie! but massive lightweight, gets the sillies after two glasses. yet an absolute fiend for the sambuca. real confusing dark horse

[shitpostingkats]

The most important part of the Altissia chapter is when they're being questioned by customs and Ignis looks at their party of:

1) Him 2) A college age punk 3) A man wider and taller than a fridge wearing no shirt and with several enormous scars 4) The actual crown prince of a neighboring country, making no effort to disguise himself

and decides their best cover story is

"✨We are students of the culinary arts.✨"

And it works.

[narratively-doomed]

under the golden knotwood leaves

[caliburn-the-sword]

time travel is often as an excuse to do MASSIVE retcons and more or less do a major overhaul of established history and/or worldbuilding. how certain can we be that disney didn't create the time travel plot for the sole purpose of completely erasing the first three descendants movies for a new, fully rebooted era rather than a spinoff??

[postnuclearwar]

Dragon Age!Dungeon Meshi au where Marcille is just a straight up blood mage