#Set Top Boxes

[talesfromthecrypts]

Panna a netvor [Beauty and the Beast] (1978) dir. Juraj Herz

[rasawymae]

i don’t use tumblr a whole lot, but here’s my mostly-finished dainix!! @comicaurora

[the-alan-price-combo]

An Animals diorama I made, based on the Pop Gear music video of "House of the Rising Sun"!!

🌅🐾✨️

(Detailed pictures under the cut!)

[localguy2]

Having read through the Ghost Ao3 tag for a while now, I've come to a conclusion:

I don't like post Canon Ghost being baby whatsoever :/

I need to see them genuinely struggle being anything but a fighter with the weight of the entire world on their shoulders, I wanna see them be emotionally and mentally lost and unsure of what to do at all times

I need to see them try to deal with the aftermath and try to salvage what little is left of the Kingdom (preferably post Dream No More for me), because anyone with the right mind can tell this kingdom is beyond repair

I need to see them struggling to have a somewhat decent relationship with Hornet, who herself is already struggling with her own turmoil and emotions, most importantly in my head her Mother's full death, which may lead her to hold some irrational resentment against Ghost even if she knew it was ultimately for the greater good for hue kingdom and probably mother as well

I wanna see them try to fit into a world that never accepted them, a world that begrudgingly lets them exist, a world they never thought they could live in

TL;DR I wanna see Ghost suffer because ✨Life✨ happend

[lesbiangiratina]

If testament was real they wouldnt let shit like this happen to me

[the-kipsabian]

[avianii]

nothing hits the like TGM and freshly hand sharpened pencils on a Thursday night

[hemaris]

@hemaris oh they're ABSOLUTELY realand tbh movies do not capture the levels of insanity. my high school had an annual bonfire on the other side of the fence from the football field. to celebrate the beginning of high school football season

I'M????¿???? my school was like well you can do sports at home. they DID however let the theatre kids do whatever we wanted including setting off pyrotechnics inside the building and artistically flooding the assembly hall for a couple of days

[nightmare-deer]

Just gonna have a little ranty rant

So it's fairly known if you follow me that I really love Evanescence.

I'm just saying I'm super disappointed with their decision to perform with skillet as an opener.

I just feel like you can't play it both ways you can't want to be seen as an LGBT ally and also have someone who is a Christian nationalist who has said a lot of anti LGBTQ stuff on the same stage. I'm not going to be in an audience with those fans. My humanity and my rights are not a difference of opinion. People who believe they should have dominion over this country because of their religion are not safe people. I'm disappointed evanescence is giving them a platform.

As much as Amy wants to talk about using her voice I think she's too afraid to alienate people and because of that she won't create an actual safe space for marginalized fans.

[battywitch]

I gave in and have restarted Grimm 👍 I forgot how unhelpful aunt Marie was in the pilot, and how fucking funny Monroe was, like with the window dive and telling Nick he was going to pay to replace it 😂

[the-eclectic-wonderer]

Starting a little collection of times when Rose says/does something cute and silly and you can literally see the hearts coming out of Blanche and Dorothy

[maranull]

also I got this thing (which is gonna delay my puzzle even longer) that I won't have time to touch until sunday so I'm sharing it instead

the parts are so smol, I haven't even gotten them out of their packaging and I love them already

[atopvisenyashill]

was gonna post my “sansa and serena institute absolute primogeniture in the north” timeline but then i remembered how many fucking sons and grandsons Beron has and at first i was like “fuck those guys i’m leaving them off” but now i’m like “shit maybe…..i should work them in anyway.” this is what i did instead of my job all day btw. anyways here are the sigils i made up, they are a rough draft because i am not an artist but god i wish i was:

ELAENA SORANO

The dragon is for her grandmother, Elaena Targaryen

The blue is for her grandfather, Alyn Velaryon, and the sigil of her brother and father’s house, House Longwaters

I wanted the darker color to be red like the Targaryens but i could NOT get the Kingsguard sigil to get to that bright red lmao. I also thought of making it gold like Elaena’s streak in her hair, but I haven’t tried that color yet. We’ll see how it works tomorrow.

I like to think the arms stick around amongst her descendants, the way Brienne finds Dunk’s arms. Robb calls his banners and there’s like three different Umbers using Elaena Sorano’s arms as a sort of “fuck you, we don’t even kneel to dragons why would we kneel to lions” kind of thing

HOUSE MORMONT MARTELL

Bear is for Janna Mormont, Ruling Lady of House Mormont

The orange and red is supposed to look like the sun of Dorne, for Olyvar Martell, Janna’s husband

I think it’s missing that ✨spark✨tho but i can’t figure out what

Sigil is made by a younger son of Janna and Olyvar, who establishes his own cadet house on Bear Island

Obviously their words have to be something metal like I WISH A BITCH WOULD bc it’s coming from a Martell AND a Mormont

HOUSE STARKWOOD

the crow and color is supposed to be indictative of the Blackwood sigil for its co-founder, Jason Blackwood

Now that i’m looking at it, there’s not enough Starkiness so I think i’m gonna change the red background to a white or grey one to fit the winterness

The Karstarks already have “the sun of winter” so i can’t use “the fire of winter” or “the daughter of winter” lol. i’ll figure something out but it’s honestly not important it’s not like the Blackwoods have words either lmao

[stormears]

Happy birthday to my most beloved queen.

[unopenablebox]

came home at 8:45 from work and 🌸 was already fast asleep fully dressed on the bed phone in hand completely unresponsive to sound including name-calling and loud floor creaks

probably they were planning to get more work done this evening but i'm going to sabotage that by turning their light off and ordering takeout so i don't make any cooking noises to wake them up, hopefully causing them to get up to a full 12 hours of sleep for what i think would be the first time in two and a half years

[shirecryptid]

"You're already dead," I said. "But stay anyway. Stay with us, and shelter all the wise-gifted children of the world," and made all three of the spells into one: the terrible murderous truth I had to tell the maw-mouth, and the sutras' longing plea for golden shelter, and the beautiful lie that the Scholomance had been built upon, and into that working I poured all the mana that Shanfeng had given me, the mana that had been saved up to build a school to save the lives of children. The work that Orion had tried to make his own. I repeated the incantation in Sanskrit from the sutras, the incantation that really just meant "stay," and then Liu joined in, saying it in Chinese, the version she'd used in Beijing, and Aadhya said it with me the next time in English, "Stay and be shelter," and even as we were speaking I felt more jolting sparks going through me: Miranda and Antonio and Eman and Caterina had joined our human chain too, behind Khamis, and then there was a thump through us all like a lightning strike: Li Shanfeng had joined the line behind them. I gasped with the surge and said it again, stay, even though I couldn't hear myself speaking anymore; more hands and voices were coming, everyone on Shanghai's side streaming to join in, power crackling through the line into me, and then Liesel's voice was calling out over the noise, "Not in a single line! Get closer and spread out!" and she pushed in next to me, putting a hand directly on my back, another supporting branch. Alfie was right next to her, reaching to touch me as well with Sarah gripping his free hand. In another moment, his father was there too in a line behind him. Wizards from both sides were crowding in now, all of us saying it together: "Stay," getting louder and louder even as the Scholomance and Orion both shook from their foundations. He was getting heavier and heavier in my grasp, as if I was trying to hold him up, along with the entire school and all those other enclaves loaded up on his shoulders, against the dragging undertow of all the sloshing power of stolen mana draining away from under them. But everyone behind me was trying to help, trying to hold them - and then Ophelia and Balthasar were there, too. But they didn't join the chain: instead they came all the way up and put their own hands directly on Orion, next to mine. And then Aadhya, my darling Aad who'd taken that first mad flyer on me, gritted her teeth and put her hand on Orion too, and other people started to grab on to them, spreading out the weight, pouring in more mana. We were all holding on to him and just saying it over and over, stay, in all the languages of the world, and beneath our feet a golden light was rising up out of the widening cracks in the carved inscriptions, filling them in, starting to make them whole, and there was light all around us, warm, full of hope, as Orion lurched forward under my hands, like someone who'd just been pulled back onto solid footing. He gasped and reached out to me, reached his hands out to cup my face, and he said in a ragged, broken voice, choosing, "I'll stay. El, I'll stay," and kissed me, through our tears.

The Golden Enclaves by Naomi Novik