#The urge overtook

[bisexual-horror-fan]

So thanks to Batty I am re-watching Third Rock From The Sun already.

[prettyboyincc]

columbofied this pompompurin figure i got at michaels

[wanderingchocolateeclair]

Here, Fantasy AU :)

Their paths will all connect to ultimately the same goal, but first, they have their own little journeys to get through.

[mac-n-cheese-art]

Mucus Membrane

[im-smart-i-swear]

who even needs consistency anyway?

[corruptpixel]

lego upon you

[new-muldul]

I made this for me specifically but u guys can have it too smile

[hollowhornets]

I need to talk about pantalones design because it's been eating at me ever since I started looking into character design language and color theory a bit more (i absolutely dont know everything this is just me rambling to the void because i find it cool), ok so firstly, colors, the majority of his design is made up of purples/blue-ish purples and black, purple is often a color thats associated with royalty (aka really rich people) and it absolutely makes sense that he would want to present himself this way considering his status now (the wealthiest among the harbingers and one of the richest people in teyvat) and his past.

in the words of his fandom wiki page "Pantalone was born into poverty and was never able to receive a vision. This made him question why gods held dominion over so many aspects of life and gave him a deep desire to obtain wealth for himself."

and in the words of pantalone himself "we shall, by whatever means necessary, become the heart that pumps money around the world. and, when the moment comes, that heart shall cease beating by our will alone" it is very clear that he knows his status perfectly, even before he got to where he is now, and him having purple all over his design is making sure everyone around him (including players) also understand his status and know just how wealthy he is.

straying away from his clothes a bit and talking about his eyes, ive seen it in the hoyofair 'house of wolves' animation thing but ive also seen it in fanart and i need to talk about it cause it is eoughg (/pos), so pantalones eyes are usually closed (something i could absolutely talk about more but for the sake of this not being 10 pages long ill save it for a later date) but people often draw him with his eyes open with eye colors ranging from white to blue to purple, but i specifically want to talk about his eyes being gold.

so firstly (its a bit silly so bear with me) purple clothes, wants to present himself like hes royalty, etc etc we've established this, but something thats a little less obvious (because his eyes are always closed) but says so much character design language wise is his eyes being gold, signifying he only has eyes for money (because, mora, mora is gold, get it) purple is a color often associated with royalty and gold is a color often associated with money. giving him any eye color in fanart is absolutely fine and i love it all regardless but him having golden eyes makes so much sense with his character.

and just color theory wise, yellow and purple are on opposite sides of the color wheel which make them contrasting colors, which look so good if you make most of a characters clothes a darker shade of one and use a very bright and vibrant version of the other color in something small, like the characters eyes or a streak in their hair, it adds such a nice little 'pop' that looks so good on pantalone and i adore it its so pretty on him

[deathlonging]

alex stern series tag starved of works already and among the few theres more than one pamela dawes/tripp helmuth fic scattered ?? you guys would fuck a fence if it was white

[tubework]

been really into fish lately

[casualtydept]

just to let you know skull face tober is 100% still happening! despite the name i always intended it to be a long term project/to be writing the fills at my own pace so i can jumpscare everyone with a bunch of skull face fics somewhere down the line. tee hee

[skitskatdacat63]

It's so cool that the f1 YouTube is gonna be streaming thw2005 San Marino gp tmr, wow an old race I actually have watched hehe :D

[baladric]

botw brainrot so rampant that i keep trying to trigger-backflip out of situations in animal crossing

[fstbmp-a]

“Alone on a Tuesday night?”

[hp-hcs]

(i have no self control i swear)

tw: child abuse (duh)

The first memory Tom ever had was of Mrs. Cole hitting him. He had accidentally dropped his spoon during breakfast, and without any pause, Mrs. Cole backhanded him.

Tom had retreated to the safety of the overgrown and long-forgotten greenhouse in the field behind Wool’s Orphanage. He liked it there. Nobody went out there, and there was a very friendly garden snake named Sasha who liked to talk to him.

The memory, unfortunately, ends there. Likely, though, Sasha comforted him; and just as likely, he was hit again when he returned to the orphanage.

For the first eleven years of his life, Tom Riddle did not feel a single kind touch. No, every touch he was given hurt and stung and bled.

Then a man with a long white beard came and set his wardrobe on fire.

At Hogwarts, he was still avoided by everyone. He pretended to not hear the whispers of the other students, but alas. The only touch he received for the next five years were the brushes of shoulders against one another in crowded hallways.

(And a pureblood by the name of Abraxas, one Yule Ball. Tom later found out that he had been dared to ask him to dance, though.)

Then, his memories stopped again. His sixteen year old self checked out two books from the library: one from the restricted section on Dark magic, and the other a child’s book on ciphers and anagrams. He trapped himself inside of his diary, (Really, Tom, what were you thinking?) before he was forgotten again.

Well, he was forgotten. The rest of him, the rest of his soul, certainly made a name for himself.

Then, in a whirlwind of absurd coincidences, Tom was booted out of the diary by a well-meaning spell from a ginger first year and landed smack down at the feet of the boy who had killed the rest of him.

Without any hesitation, Tom hugged him.

(Whenever he was asked later, he would simply smile and respond with, “Voldemort was the product of an unloved child and a silly library book. I, however, am Thomas Marvolo Riddle. I am whatever I choose to be—not what was chosen for me.”)

((Although one time he did respond with, “Voldemort was a douchebag and I’m not him, dipshit.”))

And oh, Harry James Potter. The boy with coffee-colored skin and unruly hair, and those bright, emerald green eyes.

Harry Potter did not hug Tom back when he first emerged from the diary. He stood stock-still, as if physically holding himself back from flinching. (He was, of course, but Tom didn’t know that then.)

While Tom spent countless weeks in St. Mungo’s for observation, the cold and clinical touch of aurors and doctors made his skin crawl. So when the emerald-eyed boy arrived awkwardly with a box of chocolates and a small snake around his shoulders, who can really blame Tom for jumping up to hug him again?

And who can really blame either of them for crawling under the scratchy hospital bedsheets and holding each other close while they whispered things never before said aloud?

Harry spoke of a broom closet beneath his guardians’ staircase, (which prompted Tom to brush his fingers over that sprawling lightning scar with a whispered apology) and Tom recalled being forced to cut his own switches. (“It was never your fault, Tom. You’re not him.”)

And who could blame Arthur Weasley if he quietly shut the door after finding them asleep, wrapped up in each other? After all, they were merely two boys who deserved soft touches and gentle hands.

To all the Tomarry | Harrymort writers out there;

*slowly puts gem onto table*

Touch starved Tom / Voldemort. Anyone?

[distfae]

hmmmm