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FINALLYYYYY ALL DONE WITH THE INKTOBERS!!! ty everyone for participating<3

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✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧✮ Song of the day PT 5 .° ༘🎧⋆🖇₊˚ෆ

"I'm sitting in the bathroom, I'm crying citrus tears..."

[celestialtitania]

for the want of figgy pudding

Merry Christmas @neumannhartwig!! I was your spouse house secret santa hehe!! Hope you enjoy!!

Pots and pans banging on the countertops, flour flying in the air, and the spice drawer is in complete disarray.

Adrien exchanges a look with Nathalie, hoping she has some answers, but she looks just as perplexed as Adrien feels. 

“Adrien!” Amelie beams. “Come, come, help us out!” 

Adrien very much does not want to go help her out. He’s heard the stories about Amelie’s cooking and he just knows things won’t go any better this time around. “Even Felix is helping, you must join us,” Amelie insists.

Sure enough, Felix is glowering there beside her, but the effect is dulled somewhat, considering the flowery apron he has on along with the big poofy chef’s hat. 

Adrien can’t help but snort looking at his cousin, having to bite his lip to keep from bursting out into laughter. It turns into more of a cough as he struggles to get himself under control. 

Felix’s glower intensifies, the promise of death clear. Adrien ignores him, pretending to look over at Amelie, who is beckoning him closer, to discreetly pull out his phone and snap a picture. 

He admits it’s late but he finally has Kagami’s Christmas present—one that should certainly have him winning major friendship points with her, he thinks privately. With that little piece of business taken care of, Adrien walks over to Amelie, who immediately wraps an arm around him. 

“Adrien! It’s so good of you to join us!” She twists her head to look at Nathalie, a playful smirk on her lips. “You too, sweetie. Get over here,” she commands. 

Nathalie hesitates, before shaking her head. “I’m really no use in the kitchen,” she replies smoothly. Adrien gapes at her, surely she isn’t planning on just leaving him in this chaos, is she? “It’d be best if I sit this one out,” she finishes. 

Outrage sparks in his chest. Adrien has never been more betrayed in his life.  

“I’d like you to stay,” he pipes up, refusing to let Nathalie slip out of there unscathed. 

Nathalie stares at him for a long time, before reaching up to shift her glasses. “Like I said—” Amelie interrupts her by grabbing her hand and pulling her along, crowding her into Adrien and Felix, until they are all clustered together around the island. 

“I’m no good either,” Amelie informs her cheerfully. She tilts her head to peek up at Nathalie. “Let’s be no good together, hmm?”

Nathalie blinks, mouth opening and falling closed without a single word escaping her lips. With a defeated sigh, she nods, acquiescing to Amelie’s wishes.

“What are we making?” she inquires instead. The countertop is full of ingredients: bananas, lemons, almonds, yogurt, and more. Adrien can see why she’s curious, if he didn’t already know, he’d be surprised by the strange collection of items as well.

“Cookies,” Amelie chirps. 

Huh? Confusion swirls in Adrien’s chest, the word cookies jamming into his brain like a puzzle piece being forced into the wrong puzzle. It just doesn’t fit. 

“Just about every kind you can imagine, really. Felix and I love baking together, and Christmas is the just occasion for us to let our sweet tooths run wild,” Amelie laughs. 

And that’s fine, it isn’t that he hates cookies or anything, but what about figgy pudding?

He doesn’t realize he’s said it out loud until Felix is laughing. “Come off it, nobody likes figgy pudding. We quit making that years ago.”

“Young man, I will have you know, figgy pudding is a delight!”

“Fine, maybe some figgy pudding out there is good. But none that we’ve ever made,” Felix teases his mother who laughs and nods. Watching them makes Adrien feel uncomfortable; he trains his gaze on Nathalie instead, trying to decipher what that look in her eyes means as she stares at Amelie.

“After the last few disasters, we called it quits,” Amelie explains, turning back to Nathalie and Adrien. “It’s just too difficult for us to make. So, we stick with cookies.” 

“Understandable,” Nathalie nods. There is a serenity on her face that Adrien hasn’t seen in a long time, certainly one that wasn’t there the last time they were both in this kitchen, eating the pancakes his father had made for them. “How can I help?”

His stomach twists at Nathalie’s easy acceptance of things, as if changing figgy pudding out for cookies is no big deal to her. As if a substitute will make up for what’s missing. At the very thought, an unpleasant taste settles in his mouth. 

Is this really happening? No further discussion, they were just going to move past this? Is he really going to have Christmas without figgy pudding? No, he can’t accept this.

“Maybe we could try making it anyway?” Adrien pushes. “We have all the ingredients right here.”

“Except the figs,” Felix points out dryly. 

Adrien’s face burns at that. He wants to tell Felix that he’d seen the oranges and almonds and had assumed they had all the ingredients for figgy pudding, but his throat has gone dry. An amused smirk appears on Felix’s face and Adrien wishes the ground would swallow him whole, so he wouldn’t have to look at it.   

“Or breadcrumbs,” Amelie adds in, looking apologetic. “Perhaps next time, honey.” She rubs his shoulders, making Adrien feel that much worse. It isn’t her fault they didn’t have all the items needed for figgy pudding.

And how he’s making her comfort him over something that doesn’t even matter. He wishes he’d never opened his mouth to ask about the stupid dessert.

“Of course,” he chokes out. He feels suffocated, the air no longer reaching his lungs. Worst of all, he can feel his eyes beginning to sting. Adrie needs to get out of here. Clearing his throat, he says, “I, um, forgot my phone! I’ll just go get it!”

Without waiting for a reply, he’s running out of the kitchen, ignoring the way Amelie calls his name or the gaze Felix has pinned on his back. 

“Who wants cookies when you can have cheese?” Plagg says dreamily. 

“I don’t want cookies,” Adrien replies, watching the Paris skyline from his window. “I wanted figgy pudding.” 

He’s feeling the familiar urge to transform into Chat Noir and leave everything he’s feeling behind in this room.

To be free in the night.

He would do it too, but unlike before, people come looking for him at the most unexpected of times. And the last thing he needs is a repeat of last year with everyone looking for him throughout the city.

He doesn’t want to ruin his aunt and cousin’s holiday too. 

“Want some Camembert?” Plagg holds out the slice to him, concern shining in his eyes. 

Adrien shakes his head, eyes softening as he looks at his kwami. “No, I’m okay. Thank you, Plagg.”

Plagg hesitates before pressing himself against Adrien’s cheek. The comforting gesture makes his heart twinge, a bittersweet sensation enveloping him for reasons he can’t explain.

They stand there for who knows how long, as Adrien tries to get himself under control.

Suddenly, there’s a knock on the door. Plagg darts into the pocket of his shirt, as Adrien turns to see who it is.

Felix.

He’s standing at the entrance to Adrien’s room looking painfully awkward, in a way Adrien hasn’t seen him look in a long time.

“Can I come in?” Felix forces a smile. Adrien silently gestures for him to enter, watching him silently as he does. For a moment, they’re both silent, unable to do anything other than stare at each other.

“I’m sorry,” Felix finally bursts out.

Adrien blinks in surprise. “Sorry? For what?”

Felix scowls at that, giving Adrien the most judgmental look he has ever seen. Adrien frowns, unable to comprehend Felix’s action. This is so odd he doesn’t— “No! Not like that…I just meant…why are you sorry? I’m the one who overreacted.”

“Shut up. No, you didn’t,” Felix says.

“I literally ran out of the kitchen because I couldn’t handle myself,” Adrien replies sardonically. 

“You don’t need to apologize for having emotions, Adrien,” Felix says matter of factly. 

The statement makes Adrien pause, inhaling sharply. He isn’t…he didn’t mean…

“If the figgy pudding is important to you, it’s important to you. I shouldn’t have been making fun of you for that.”

“You weren’t,” Adrien protests weakly, shutting up when Felix raises an eyebrow at him.

“Don’t make excuses for me, either.”

His shoulders slump. “I used to make figgy pudding with my mom. Even father would indulge in the sweet on Christmas,” he volunteers the information without meaning to, getting lost in the memories once he’s spoken them aloud.

Felix closes his eyes, a frustrated expression settling onto his face. “I am so sorry, Adrien.”

Adrien swallows, forcing his lips into a smile. He’s so sure it comes out just as bitter and twisted as he feels. “It’s okay,” he says softly. “Really,” he adds when Felix gives him another sharp look.

“It just is what it is,” he breathes out, gaze turning back towards the window.

He expects Felix to leave now that he’s said his piece but instead a determined voice cuts through the fog in Adrien’s mind.

“Then let’s change that.” Felix is looking at him with a self-assured confidence. “Come on, I have a surprise for you,” he insists, grabbing Adrien’s arm and pulling him out of the room. 

“Felix, I’m…” Adrien sighs. “I’m not really in the mood for anything right now, I’m sorry. I just want to be alone.”

“Just come down for a minute. And then if you still want to, I’ll let you be,” Felix promises. 

Adrien stares at Felix, who looks painfully sincere for once. Reluctantly, he bites his tongue and nods, allowing himself to be dragged down the stairs. They’re nearly in the foyer when he sees it, stopping dead, Felix’s broad grin in his peripheral vision. 

It’s figgy pudding on a platter. 

Even better, Marinette is holding the platter. 

“What?” he gasps out, practically floating the rest of the way down. “What are you doing here?” he demands. The last time they’d spoken, Marinette had told him that her grandparents were in town, so she couldn’t see him over the holiday.

“Grandpa and Papa got into a baking contest, so now Nonna and Mama are making them clean up. Thanks to that, they said I could have a few hours to myself…so I came to see you,” she beams at him.

“And…?” Adrien looks down at the figgy pudding she’s holding onto.

The look on Marinette’s face softens further. She lifts her chin to nod at Felix. “Someone sent me a text, letting me know it wouldn’t be Christmas without figgy pudding.”

Adrien stays silent, staring at the figgy pudding. Is it that he didn’t have a hand in making it? Is that what’s missing?

No, that didn’t make sense. There were plenty of times when his father would have him play the piano all night long, leaving him no time to help his mother out in the baking. It would only be at the end of the night, when they would all gather together, cutting into the dessert, enjoying it together—

Oh.

So, that’s what was missing. Adrien is such a fool. 

There’s a lump in his throat as he continues to stare at the dessert, Marinette had clearly gone to such lengths to make for him. Felix puts a hand on Adrien’s shoulder, making Adrien glance back at him. The concern is plain to see on his face.

It’s not the same at all. Everything should be wrong. Adrien has never felt more loved. He wraps an arm around both Marinette and Felix. “I love you both, so much,” he confessed, unable to keep his emotions inside of him.

“Same here, cousin,” Felix smiles at him, pulling away almost immediately, instead giving him a friendly bump on his shoulder. Adrien understands; Felix’s care is unconventional but Adrien wouldn’t change a thing about him.

Adrien turns away from him to look down at Marinette, who is looking up at him, eyes glowing with affection. “Love you too,” she promises. Adrien could have looked at her forever in that moment, but they’re interrupted when they hear someone clearing their throat.

Adrien looks behind Marinette to see Kagami giving him a deeply unimpressed look. “Nice of you to notice my existence, Adrien,” she remarks. 

A flush crawls over his ears and he chuckles to dispel the awkwardness. “Ahaha, nice to see you too, Kagami.”

She gives him a cool glance before exasperatedly rolling her eyes. “Let’s just get inside.”

Felix shrugs at him, moving over to Marinette to show her where she could put the figgy pudding down and put her coat.

Something sparks at his memory right then, and he glances back at Kagami who still looks mildly annoyed. “I have something that’ll make you forgive me,” he offers.

“I’m listening.”

His mouth twitches as he pulls out his phone.

It’s much later, when they’re sated from the feast Nathalie and Amelie had organized—half home cooked, half takeout— sitting around the table, sipping mugs of hot cocoa that they see the fruits of Adrien’s labour.  

“What’s that?” Felix asks sharply, pointing at Kagami’s phone.

The girl in question looks down at her phone and smiles innocently. “My phone,” she answers simply.

“No, no, I mean what’s that on your phone,” Felix clarifies, one eye twitching. 

“Oh, that!” Kagami smiles beatifically. “You mean my new screensaver?” She flashes the phone at all of them.

It’s the picture Adrien had taken for her, only it turned out even better than he’d thought, with the chef’s hat falling lopsided on Felix’s head, flour billowing around him. 

Marinette bursts into hysterical laughter the second she sees it and Adrien can’t help but crack a grin, carefully watching Felix’s face turn bright red. 

“H-h-how did…where did…” he sputters, arm reaching out to grab her phone. Kagami masterfully uses her quick reflexes to pull it out of the way, just in time. Felix clenches his fists looking increasingly frazzled, before realization dawns. He whirls around to point a finger at Adrien.

“You,” he snarls. He steps forwards to presumably rage at Adrien but Marinette barrels over him, demanding that Kagami send her the picture as well. 

“No!” Felix protests.

“Our entire class would pay good money to see this,” Marinette pleads. “As their former class rep I have a duty to serve!”

“No one ever needs to see this!” Felix shoots back.

There’s a chime. Marinette glances at her phone, her face lighting up. “Adrien, I love you!” she exclaims, already frantically typing on her phone, no doubt sending it off to all of their friends.

Felix’s mouth falls open. “Betraying me once wasn’t good enough for you?!” he screeches. 

Adrien only laughs, clear and loud. “Tis the season! Get in that Christmas spirit!”

Felix sits down miserably, “I hate you. Merry Christmas,” he grumbles. Kagami chooses that moment to hug him, a smitten look overtaking his face immediately. 

Adrien smiles, feeling content. It wasn’t the same, no, but seeing the people he loves around him is enough, more than. 

“Merry Christmas,” Marinette says softly in his ear, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

He feels like he’s glowing when he looks at her, heart swelling with pure affection. “Merry Christmas.”

[wisteriasymphony]

Pulcinelle - Breakfast

To admit that the previous day (and all of the planning that led up to it) had utterly exhausted Felix would also be an admission of weakness, so he didn't. He just woke up the next morning as normal, sleepily yet suredly preparing himself for breakfast. Though, perhaps it was more of the former.

“Good morning, Felix.”

The boy spun around violently.

The voice was too familiar to be a stranger’s, yet too strange to be familiar. The person it belonged to was tall, blonde, and sitting in the exact seat Felix always sat at for breakfast. Felix already hated him.

“Who in the living hell are you?!”

Amelie set down her forkful of omelet to scoff.

“Felix! Now that is no way to speak to your older brother. He hasn’t even been with us for a day yet.”

“It’s alright, Mum,” the stranger (who Felix knew was very much not her son) assured her. “He’s probably just in shock.”

“I demand an answer!” Felix slammed down a hand on the kitchen table, looking the infiltrator dead in the eyes. “What are you and what have you done to my mother?”

The stranger exchanged mildly disappointed glances with Amelie.

“Well, I’m your older brother, for starters,” Aurele stated. “And I’m catching up with our mother now that I’ve finally returned from Belgium. That’s all this is.”

tag list..?: @beezonia @lemons-taste

[docholligay]

Do you think having such a personalized and detailed headcanon makes it harder to enjoy fic about the show/game that's written by others?

I mean sure, probably.

But unfortunately things I adore, for people named Doc who are me, fall into one of two buckets:

The character work and plot in this show are incredible, I find myself turning it around in my mind like a rotisserie chicken. I constantly discover new things about the show/book/game or the characters in it. I do not read fic about this, because why would I? Every answer I search for is in the text. I want to talk about this with someone, but about what is THERE, not what could be there. Ex: The Haunting of Hill House, Picnic at Hanging Rock, Piranesi, Bioshock:Infinite, Watership Down, Yellowjackets, among others.

The concepts of this could be amazing but are handled so fucking badly so consistently, in a shocking contrast to how INCONSISTENT the character work is, that all I want to do is steal it and make it better. All i want to do is turn it into something that doesn't suck ass when you look at it too hard. So I am going to take it SO seriously, and I am going to develop the rich inner lives for these characters that they lack, with intense backstories and families and motivation for how they got to be the person we know, or know sometimes, in certain episodes or shorts. Ex: Sailor Moon and Overwatch are the biggies here obviously, this is actually not an emotion I feel very often. I don't have intense backstories and extra-textual feelings and ideas about most of the stuff I read and watch, these two are just my Spiders Georg.

So! The odds on me being into something in the correct way to make me want to Seek Treasure Elsewhere but also I have a chill enough attitude about how the characters are that Any Dream Will Do is almost nil. I do not in ANY way mean this in a shady way, but I mostly read published adult fiction for entertainment and not fanfic. I am very picky about my fanfic. So, "plus these two new red and blue girls into Starbucks" often won't work for me, because the reasons to have Haruka and Michiru meet in a coffee shop are completely different from any of the reasons Fareeha and Angela might meet in a coffee shop, and so many of those types are archtypical plug and play stuff. Honestly, I have skated the idea of making a cheat sheet of fanon archetypes of various characters and buying a typewriter to sell 100-200 word 'quick fic' at cons with my sister. That's how common it is to use these archetypes. This is not a criticism! At all!

But, to take the two couples above, I have read so much BORING SHIT about both HM and FA that I could throw up. Lesbian couples have a lot of very milquetoast writing about them, and a lot of meet-cute which isn't really my bag.

But there are authors I love! @oathkeeper-of-tarth was and is one of the best harumichi writers out there and we don't even have all the same headcanons. The rare occasions @verbforverb decides to grace me with "Jewish Mercy I don't Have To Write" I pop a can of bubbly in the tub. And on both fields of battle @keyofjetwolf has stuff I've had bookmarked for years, and there are some things even within Rei's backstory and history that we disagree on.

Actually, to that point what I like is good writing. You can write me into believing nearly anything. There are things I believe about Amelie when I'm reading @lemon-embalmer's stuff that when I go back to my own world, aren't true, but when I'm in her world who the fuck cares, I'm having a great time. EVEN MORE to the point, I read @moonlight-frittata's stupid sun and moon lesbian League of Legends shit and I would rather shoot myslef than know ANYTHING about the game, but unfortunately she has a beautiful turn of phrase and plot flow to her work that I just....read anyway, because it is good. Fucking @tallangrycockatiel had me like 25 pages or so into a story before I was like, "OH SHIT, IS THIS SLASH??? WAIT I DON'T WANT TO READ ABOUT BOYS' LOVE!! NO!!" *hits next page* And I still could not care less about that podcast and would never listen to it, and if I did I would be massively disappointed because to my mind, her John and Arthur are the actual article, and whatever the fuck is going on in the source material can eat my dick.

So, yes, I DO think that having a very particular point of view is going to mean I back out of a story where like, "Lena stepped out of her Chelsea flat, custom leather high heels clicking against the step" sometimes, or, you know, "Haruka put down her copy of War and Peace, each meticulous note codified by a color-coded tab. Blue was for historical references to research, green for character analysis, yellow for themes, blah blah blah*" But I am actually shockingly open minded in what I will read, often to the point that I'm reading stuff from SHIT I DO NOT LIKE OR CARE ABOUT, because the quality of the writing is excellent. So, also no.

*I met someone who read books like this and I suddenly realized what the literary equivalent of 'knowing someone is a serial killer' was.

[1981-the-end-of-an-era]

introduction post ✧

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hi! I'm Evangeline ♡ (I also use Evie, V, and Talons), and I am absolutely hooked on the marauders atm. (I also have autism, and I think I've developed a new special interest, lol)

This is one of my sideblogs, my main is @th30neal0ne, but I haven't really posted on there a lot :) I'm hoping I'll be able to use this blog to nerd out

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ao3 is thenightyorbisalsoavan, I absolutely love fanfic. Right now I mostly have Fantasy High fanfic uploaded, but I plan on uploading Marauders fics under and undecided pseudonym that I will link here when available

This blog is gonna be mostly headcanons, fanfic, and fanart when I can. I'll mostly just be using it to ramble

My time zone is EST. I'll probably upload even in the mid-late afternoons (or at 3 am), and I hope to maintain some level of posting consistency

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fandoms: the marauders, fantasy high, trollhunters, spider-man as a while, spider-man into/across the spiderverse

favourite things to do: read, write, sew, play dnd, painting and drawing, music(i love music)

favourite characters/kins from each fandom: Sirius Black, remus lupin, james potter, pandora lovegood, riz gukgak, gorgug thistlespring, jim lake jr., aaargh, blinky, gwen stacy, andrew garfield as spider-man

ships: wolfstar, jegulus, jily, pandalily

favourite foods: Anythinv Orange atm

music interests: the oh hellos, rebecca rea, amelie farren, peggy, hozier, livingston, a lot of movie soundtracks

youtubers i watch: thought potato, the queer kiwi, monster garden, dollightful, eoin reardon

fun facts about me: i wear glasses and am terribly blind, I collect lalaloopsie dolls, and I have eaten an entire lemon

in case it wasn't obvious already, remus is my favorite marauder at the moment

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HATE ISN'T COOL, IF I SEE IT, I BLOCK IT

This blog is supposed to be safe for everyone, let it stay that way

ps: i don't know if this is important, but the layout for this intro came from @lilyflowerpot's blog intro. I had a really hard time coming up with a layout for this post. So I just wanted to credit her for that. Don't know if it's really important, but it felt important to me. All of the info and stuff is mine though ♡

creds to picture owners on pinterest !!

[icypolargirl78]

3) What song describes your OC? Because you give me good music.

you're getting a song for every single oc i have :D it's under the cut because i have soooo many

Malware - Cocoa Hooves by Glass Animals, Labour by Paris Paloma, Blow My Brains Out by Tikkle Me, and Twisted by The People's Thieves

Sunburst - Turn out the Lights by The Crane Wives and When I Can't Sleep by Pascal Pinon

Ath3na - Digital Silence by Peter McPoland and Don't Listen by Jakeneutron, Toastymashmellow, and Meelz

Aurum - Poker Face by Lady Gaga and Eighth Wonder by Lemon Demon

Reverb - IDOL by YOASOBI, The Spectacle from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, and Champagne Shit by Janelle Monae

Quickscope - Cocktail Molotov by ZAND and Can't Tame Her by Zara Larsson

Starseeker - She by Dodie and Lipstick Lover by Janelle Monae

Trebleclef - Bubblegum Bitch by MARINA

Dubstep - Hermit the Frog by MARINA and Roses by The Chainsmokers and ROZES

Staccato - Homewrecker by MARINA and Die Young by Ke$ha

Cloudjumper - Play with Fire by WAR*HALL &

Hammer - Girl With One Eye by Florence + The Machine

D0-ve - Sing to Me by MISSIO and My Chinchilla by Cub

Pepperflake - Otter Pop by Shawn Wasabi and Hollis

Cool Whip Sprinkleton - 99 Problems by Hugo

Pickup - Arrow by Half Alive

Joyride & Strobe Light - JOYRIDE by Ke$ha & Cigarette Ahegao by Penelope Scott respectively. and Greenlight by Pitbull and Shut Up and Drive by Rihanna to represent them both.

Spiny - Pufferfish Love by The Moulettes and Monster by Dodie

Roundup - Eat Your Young by Hozier, Old Town Road by Lil Nas X, and Big Iron by Marty Robbins

Boxer - My Type by Saint Motel

Deluxo - Problems by Mother Mother

Handler - King and Lionheart by Of Monsters and Men and Hello My Old Heart by The Oh Hellos

Cherry Bomb - Rumour Has It by Adele

Poprock - Unsweetened Lemonade by Amelie Farren

Cee-4 - Be Nice to Me by The Front Bottoms

Pipebomb - Misery Meat by Sodikken

Bite Size - DGAF by AViVA

[smol-stardust]

Did Delphi ever have a favourite nurse or doctor before she got so sick of the hospital that she couldn't really enjoy anything?

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What would be the first food she would eat if she got out of hospital?

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What was your first thought that led to this story?

She had a favourite doctor who would come in and play board games with her when he had time. She also liked how he didn't treat her as a little kid and would explain her sickness to her. She just called him Doctor though...

Her favorite nurse was nurse Amelie, who would take her outside to the gardens and read to her. Sometimes when Nurse Amelie had an off day, she offers to take Delphi to the shore and brings medical stuff along.

Though, Delphi does often wonder where he's been, lately all the nurses and doctors have been new faces that it unsettled her and makes her sadder then usual.

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Sweets! She'd wanna eat sweets because she's so done with being good and not eating sweets. She's undecided on a lemon tart, apple blossom or tarte tatin though so she'll probably have all three.

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I was talking to someone about how the music building supposedly is haunted with a ghost who offed themselves.... and then brain goes whoosh and I was like... But what about a haunted haunter

[curewhimsy]

A bunch of theme colors for characters in my RWBY Crossover AU

I do realize some theme colors’ names are established characters’ names (like Ruby lol) but I wanted a LOT of characters in this universe

Also I might put major established characters with these colors (Like Penny with Copper)

RWBY AU colors

Red (Ruby)

White (Weiss)

Black (Blake)

Yellow (Yang)

Blue (Taya)

Indigo (

Purple (Uta)

Pink (Amelie)

Peach (Momo)

Cerise (Teto)

Scarlet (Ritsu)

Orange (Koto)

Snow (Haku)

Ochre (Neru)

Crimson (Akaito)

Cobalt (Rhona)

Teal (Luana)

Magenta (Nagisa)

Carnation (Joy)

Aqua (

Lavender (

Chartreuse (Rie)

Turquoise (Miku)

Silver (Dell)

Azure (Kaito)

Strawberry (Doremi)

Auburn (Hazuki)

Cerulean (Aiko)

Puce (Edgeworth)

Navy (Phoenix)

Violet (Maya)

Cyan

Green

Royal

Gray

Periwinkle

Salmon

Pastel

Lime

Lilac

Midnight

Madder

Clover

Sky

Tomato

Blueberry

Candy

Sunflower

Denim

Powder

Aegean (Franziska)

Ink (Nagisa Misumi)

Moonlight (Honoka Yukishiro)

Vermilion

Veridian

Maroon

Flaxen

Raspberry

Mauve

Coral

Cloud

Copper (Penny)

Bubblegum (Nora)

Fuchsia (Ren)

Khaki

Flamingo

Mint

Rose

Sapphire

Melon

Ruby

Pearl

Lemon (Jaune)

Flame (Pyrrha)

Garnet (Octavia)

Jet (Reina)

Abyss

Platinum

Spring

Carmine

Wintergreen (Sonata)

Plum

Sage

Pine

Seafoam

Cinnamon

Jade

Emerald

Olive

Smoke

Sienna

Brown

Rosewood

Pewter

Beige

Umber

Tan

Coal

Burgundy (Candela)

Ultramarine (Blanche)

Gold (Spark)

[seilor-jones]

the neighbors are smoking weed on the balcony and I'm sitting drinking tea with lemon and listening to Amelie's soundtrack

[anotheraccountonthisapp]

Ooh fun one! Thanks for the tag :3

That's 6 but okay-

@zabala0z @eatin-bread-n-cryin @humanteethmarksonhumanbone @buried-in-the-archives

Challenging you all!

Put your music library on shuffle, then list the first five songs that come up in a poll to let people vote for which one they like the most!

Then tag Tumblr friends to keep the game going!

[neloths-tea]

Favorite Movie Gif Tag

@lucien-lachance I was in the middle of making my own when you tagged me xD same brain cell moment

here are mine, in no particular order <3 these are some of the ‘all time faves’ + movies that made me

Amelie (2001)

Scott Pilgrim Vs The World (2010)

Dear Lemon Lima (2009)

Moonrise Kingdom (2012)

The Phantom of the Opera (2004)

Wuthering Heights (1992)

Ever After (1998)

The Mummy (1999)

Pride and Prejudice (2005)

The Black Stallion (1979) There was no gif for it but I adore this film endlessly and can’t not include it, so here’s a still from it instead <3

[tagging @endureandsurvives I’d love to see some of your fave films :) ]

[anignoredgirl]

[pansexualpandion]

Canon relationships in Overwatch, in what I believe is the order they were revealed

Amelie x Gerard

Lena x Emily

Torbjorn x Ingrid

Ana x Sam

Jack x Vincent

It kinda looks like they are alternating straight and queer couples, moving down the acronym. So if that pattern holds, we get another straight couple, and then a canon bisexual character, followed by another straight couple, then a trans character. I am totally fine with this pattern, I just hope that the people at Blizzard realize that you can be queer and in a relationship that looks straight to average passerby.

Edit: added Torbjorn x Ingrid

[shes-claws-deep]

who likes leashes?

Among my slaves in the brothel? All of them! They all either have a natural liking for collars or have learned to like them through their time in the brothel.

In particular, there are a few who like their collars a lot more than the others. 

Reinhardt, for one, is very attached to his collar and leash. He always insists that his clients be presented with his leash in case they decide to use them - and they almost always do. There’s just something so natural to him about being led around by his collar, to see the end of the leash in their hand and for him to be dragged around and led around like that. 

Surprisingly, Akande, too, is very fond of being led around by a leash. He’d rather he not be on his knees, but being walked on a leash is nothing to him. In fact, he loves it so much that he might tug and pull on the leash just to feel his leader yank him back into position. Being obedient and heeling is all well and good, but the best thing that someone can do to him is to use that leash to its full potential.

Amelie is another unexpected lover of her leash. That slender neck is perfect for a collar, and she loves how her leash looks trailing from her neck to their hand. She prides herself on only needing the leash to guide her, not to lead her, and will always leave enough slack so they’re never tugging on it. She prefers if clients don’t yank on her, but she doesn’t mind if it’s in ecstasy as they drag her to where they want her.

[verdantachillean]

Hallooooooo

1 Death of a profiteer - Naethan Apollo

2 I’ll be here - Ordinary Days (I cried when I realized that he died in September)

3 You’re your own problem - Insane_bookworm

4 Rät - Penelope Scott

5 Unsweetened Lemonade - Amelie Farren

6. Lemon Lime Lips -Naethan Apollo

7. Runs in the family - The Outsiders

8. Therapy - Tick… Tick… Boom

9. Simple Gifts - yoyo ma

10. Treasure! - Yokai watch 3

@itsyagurlchip @kazooku @xuzuul @evieville @toyfoxypolard @gimmick-thief @bloodybimboz @withmytailtotheworld

thank you @sneaky-ramen for tagging me <3

these are the rules: you gotta shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist and then post the first 10 songs, then tag 10 friends so they do the same!

1. DENIAL IS A RIVER by Doechii

2. Party Poison by My Chemical Romance

3. Grace by Florence + The Machine

4. Montreal by Penelope Scott

5. The Steps by HAIM

6. BULLFROG by Doechii

7. To Noise Making (Sing) by Hozier

8. Snow (Hey Oh) by Red Hot Chili Peppers

9. Free Now by Gracie Abrams

10. Sweet Hibiscus Tea by Penelope Scott

tagging @xhinateax @vacicezprvnilavice @namesx @myveusrokko @moss-and-crows @killthefangirl @martinkaklim and anyone who'd like to do this <3