#Sorry to clog the tag lol

[robotalien]

SHINEE WORLD CONCERT IV – YOUR NUMBER JONGHYUN

[semiohazard]

I love your postparable au! is the narrator’s adventure line tie sentient? Is he a little guy who has a mind of its own?

the Adventure Tie™ does its regular job and points wherever there is an Adventure™ (car accident, cool new book, cave system, guy with an interesting haircut, etc)

when there's nothing particularly adventurous it just points at stanley. which probably means nothing

[sugisprout]

Hi Subalang nation

[kristiliqua]

give me trsmp drawing/doodle requests please 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

putting them in asks or reblogs or replies is fine !! idc just give me ideas Smile (dont expect them to be drawn tho i have hella PDA / pathological demand avoidance . soooooo …… ye)

[homeskuk]

i’ve been trying to reread but half the pages don’t work for some reason??? and the log doesn’t either?? do i need some sort of extension?

[aercoh]

in the middedgard. straight up "caiming it". and by "it", haha, well. let's justr say. My seed of destrunction

[livingdeadhorse]

haiii:333 can u draw chishimondo trio with wombats pls ^.^ ???

mb I didn't know if you meant the wombat animal or the plush itself!!

vote 4 mondo and I draw 4 you

[bvckbiter]

Sorry to make you guys choose 🤣 This is just for fun and my own curiosity! Ship wank in tags or comments will be blocked, reblogs to get this poll around are appreciated <3

Options and order were taken from the top 12 Alabaster ships on ao3. My tally is below the cut:

1. Ethan/Alabaster - 85

2. Nico/Alabaster - 26

3. Percy/Alabaster - 25

4. Annabeth/Alabaster - 6

5. Chris/Alabaster - 6

6. Bryce/Octavian/Ethan/Alabaster - 6

7. Percy/Ethan/Alabaster - 6

8. Annabeth/Percy/Alabaster - 5

9. Luke/Alabaster - 4

10. Jason/Alabaster - 3

11. Silena/Alabaster - 3

12. Rachel/Alabaster - 2

13. Bryce/Alabaster - 2

14. Ellis Wakefield/Alabaster - 2

15. Nico/Percy/Alabaster - 2

16. Rachel/Ethan/Alabaster - 1

17. Phobos/Alabaster - 1

18. Octavian/Alabaster - 1

19. Nico/Ethan/Alabaster - 1

20. Nico/Percy/Ethan/Alabaster - 1

21. Nico/Octavian/Alabaster - 1

[blamemma]

miss blamemma, please could you detail what you think happened between michael and daniel for the rest of us that are obsessed with the drama?!

i truly wish i could just upload the voicenotes i've sent to the besties today about this because that would be SO much easier but ok here we go....

i don't think there is one cataclysmic event that led them to fall out, i think it's an amalgamation of a couple of things.

privacy and money; michael loves popularity, loves money, loves business, loves social media, montesises his drivers (he's doing that now with his reels of yuki as well). there has to come a point, for me, where that crosses the boundaries of your role as a trainer. as a trainer, you have to be there for your driver, your driver is your number one priority. if that driver no longer feels they can trust you, then you are not doing your job. michael going on multiple podcasts and dropping tidbits about daniel's life and training and difficulties here and there is not a good look, and i think of the most telling is that testosterone article. michael worked with daniel for the last 5 years so people are going to presume that it is about daniel and on the back of that i saw multiple articles that were headlined something along the fucked up lines of "daniel ricciardo's trainer reveals he broke sex ban with hot young girlfriend heidi berger" (here & here and there are definitely more examples!) and daniel is a relatively private guy about his relationship so having that blasted everywhere cause ur ex-trainer talked about male hormones?? and then yeah u have that podcast thing today....

i have no proof, but i truly believe that michael wanted daniel to take the haas or williams seat so that he (michael) could stay in f1 because again, being in this prestigious sports gets him followers and engagement = money. therefore, when daniel went to him for advice michael may not have been open and willing to daniel's idea of a sabbatical, because it didn't really mean employment for michael (to caveat here, not having job security is a very daunting thing, and i am not saying michael is wrong for worrying about this, however, michael is paid and contracted by daniel and i dont think daniel would have been paying him a cheap wage these past 5 years)

i think daniel has had the time to step away from mclaren, process what happened there, enter red bull again and see how they manage their drivers, move to alpha tauri and see how they manage and speak about their drivers and then truly assess and process the year that last year was. whether you believe michael was foundational in daniel's issues last year or not, he was in control of his diet and exercise regime and his general health and we can all clearly see that deteriorated over the mclaren period and it may be daniel has now stepped away, assessed, talked to some fellow drivers like max (who then stuck up for him in that press conference when michael was brought up, hence why i think he spoke to max about) and how they get on with their trainers and thought hmmmm michael wasn't like that

other factors include michael being very close and friendly with mclaren engineers and social media people (again, valid, you want to get on with the people you work with, but again, your priority should be daniel especially in a tumultuous team like that!) & michael constantly saying he wanted to bigger than daniel, even to the point he started training his neck so that he could say he had a bigger neck than daniel....weird behaviour when you're meant to be motivating ur driver, not ultimately trying to beat them when they're already down in the dumps???

this is genuinely all conjecture and theories and i have no evidence for any of the shit i am spouting here but i am just going on the info we have and the things we have seen and trying to connect dots....

[edennill]

Lil Sis is currently pestering me about: "how does elves leaving the Halls even work" and "do they have boardgames or something to pass the time" and "why can't Fëanor just smash a window and break out?"

[javierduffy]

starting to get restless so i'm going to the gym now but have this javieran wippy in the meantime cux i miss posting here

[impactdial]

thinking about childhood friends sanuso au again because i was talking on twt about it but i'm really, really fond of the idea of usopp "recruiting" sanji to be apart of his pirate crew and becomes first mate of the usopp pirates and they eventually do go out adventuring together when they're older and of course sanji is very protective of his captain (as any first mate is).

when they eventually do join the strawhats, sanji makes a point to tell luffy "listen, you may be my captain now, but Longnose over there was my captain first" and usopp gets so embarrassed about it ("cmon sanji we were just kids....that doesnt technically count!") but he's also really happy he's still got his best friend because he did have the fear of sanji getting upset with him for "giving up" being the captain of his own crew.

[4thelneyj0nes]

guys today is BBC Sherlock's 13th birthday

[keydav]

This is just the outline :)

[chimerahyperfix]

Run down your list. You are currently on your way to intercept the King, before he gets to the house. Whenever he gets there, it’s a bloodbath; metaphorically and physically. How many more times do you have to see everyone get frozen? See the King smash those who stand before him? You can’t see it again, you can’t you can’t you can’t, so you sneak out to face him instead. If he can’t get to the House, no one has to die, right? Simple as that. The endless night of his approach hangs right over Dormont, so you have to catch him, NOW.

You make a pit-stop at the Favor Tree anyway. It’s tradition at this point.

You did… something, here. Before you started looping. The hypothesis is that whatever you did at the Favor Tree caused the time loop you’re trapped in. You know you wished, a ton— at least ten times, or maybe twenty? All in as many different ways you could think of. Stretching outside the realm of how you know to wish. The desperation drove you to doing random things in hopes it would save you, and— well, it kinda has? You’ve doomed yourself for everyone else’s sakes.

That’s all well and fine enough, you rationalize. One person for many. Who knows what’ll happen if he actually takes the House; you don’t want to find that answer out.

The Favor Tree is huge. It’s a nice tree, lots of leaves, lots of shade. You could probably climb into its branches and never leave, get trapped in a web of tree bark and leaves like a cage, birds and squirrels and other such animals as your jailers. Maybe that wouldn’t be too bad. You could try that, next loop, if you failed here. You know you’ll fail, because nothing has worked so far. Your mind flashes with images of blood-stained floors, of screams both by and for many, many people. Hands reaching to you, hands reaching out.

Breathe. The memory fades away. Your hands curl into fists.

You depart, to fight the King. To stop the King.

———————

The King is very tall. A couple stories high, you’d reckon. He towers over you, the trees and everything else. The clearing you’ve stopped him in is very close to the House. Too close for comfort. Shouldn’t have stopped at the tree. Everything is swamped with the scent of burnt sugar.

He looks down at you— do you look like an ant to him? One singular ant? Wouldn’t that be interesting. A single blockade to the anthill, standing its ground. One mistake and he’ll turn you into a dark stain, or an icy statue. One mistake is all it’ll take for him to rip through the House like paper.

The Craft Bomb is heavy in your pocket. The backup potions, seven or eight of them, all in little tossable vials, toxic and burning and acidic, weigh down the other pocket of your lab coat. You remember drinking at least three of them. They all killed you. Painfully. Curse your desk for not being clean before you started looping. If you’d just taken a few minutes before you wished, so many deaths would’ve been avoided…

But that’s not important now. The fire in your throat, as imagined as it is now, still hurts. Your voice has taken an odd rasp to it now, the consequences of toxicity and blind reaching for water forever etched into your very being.

“How have you done it?” The King asks. You can’t see his eyes, past his endless, wild mane of hair and his gauntlets covering his face, but he sounds both confused and enraged.

You don’t answer, instead brandishing the bomb you worked so hard on. You made it in record pace, this loop. It too reeks of caramel.

The King simply moves a hand. You know what’s coming, and you move before he does. The curse of being so, so tall, is that you’re faster. The bomb goes flying, and you toss the potions all in one go for good measure before skittering out of the way. The King lunges for you as the bomb explodes, sending waves of fire and craft energy everywhere. Blinding, deafening. Its force knocks you to the ground.

He still moves, though. Not enough. Damn. Maybe you need two bombs… do you have the materials for a second one? You hope, as he swings his giant gauntlet down onto you to mash you like a bug, that he sees the weird shade your eyes have taken lately. A pair of blaring, dangerous warning signs.

You’re not scared anymore. This has happened many times.

You still scream.

His attack hits, and through the veil of absolute agony, there’s a tug on your stomach. Back to the drawing board.

[ternterntern0]

gift art for my friend who is very nice to me