#and slowly falling for her

[fistfuloflightning]

Arakáno | the high chieftain

Day 2: Exile - Arrival to Beleriand | Fingon | Argon | Elenwë for @nolofinweanweek

[townofcrosshollow]

Shocked how many people think you can just turn on a computer and leave it on for weeks or months or years and never turn it off and it'll be fine. Computers need their sleep, and sleep mode does not count

[mobbu-min]

hmmmm… i want to watch nosferatu and have malleus on the brain…

(tw possible yan mal? blood and death, not reader tho)

Vampire Malleus that sees you trembling through the ruins outside his territory. A shaky hand holding onto a heavy flashlight and the other wrapped tightly around your midriff. A pathetic form of protection, he muses.

Mortals tend to steer clear from his area. He wasn’t even sure when was the last time he saw one. Surely by your indecent way of dress, it's been quite a long time. Ah, how time flies when you're a creature of the night.

Vampire Malleus that follows you throughout the night. Always stepping out of sight everytime you squeak and flash your light in his direction. He could see the tiny tears pricking at your glossy eyes. Throughout his years, he’s seen fear plastered across the face of many and yet, something about yours has his dead heart thrumming in his cold chest. Maybe it’s your eyes, big and shaky, or your trembling lips that squeaks like a little mouse. Or perhaps, it's because you're just so pathetically human that it lights up his curiosity.

Faintly he could hear the sounds of other humans approaching the area. And suddenly, your fear has disappeared into relief. And Malleus’ serene smile twitches. His fun is over and soon you’ll disappear beyond his reach. It can’t be helped, Malleus sighs. For as fleeting as you were, you sure were entertaining.

And yet as your voice met your friends and you turned to face them, your foot slipped and you came tumbling down. Yelping as jagged rock embedded itself into your palms and exposed knees. You hissed in pain as you examined the blood that began to leak out your poor cuts, dripping and collecting into a puddle down below.

And just like that the smell of your blood has awoken the beast.

The moment your friends made it up the hill they fell down wordlessly. It didn’t even click in your brain what had happened. Eyes couldn’t even follow the large black blurr that seemingly flew down from the sky and picked off your friends one by one. Leaving them not a second for them to scream, not a second for them to feel an ounce of fear.

Shakely you called out for them. No response came, just the sway of the wind. Fear mounted you to your spot. You couldn’t see anything, couldn’t hear anything and the smell of blood, thick and metallic clung to your nose.

And that smell only became more apparent as a pair of sharp slender pale hands reached for you from the darkness. Twisting your head from the lifeless bodies of your friends to the glowing red eyes of a beast. Domineering, lustful. The beast gazed down at you with such ferocity, you were sure you were about to pass. Those hands, stained with the blood of your friends, trailed down to your bloodied hand and lifted it up to its mouth.

A forked tongue slithered from its mouth and slid across your open wound. And just like that, its eyes rolled back and closed, and it visibly shivered. Disgust thick with fear coated your throat at its reaction and your body fought to move. And yet, it’s hold on your wrist turned harsh, knife-like nails digging into the delicate skin of your wrist and you stilled.

Its eyes opened into narrowed slits. Lips parting into a pleased smirk, allowing you to see its long, sharp teeth. And with a voice, deep and smooth and seemingly human, it purred.

“What an interesting find…”

[blae-kitta]

Sketch page! Margaritabille au by @kerink with Bill making a caesar, Ford in the outfit I'm living in rn, a joke post I've already posted of where Ford loses a bet, and an interaction that been lodged in my frontal lobe for ages and was gonna make a proper comic for and then didn't

[1v31182m5]

"The author of the journals, my Sister"

comms open :3

[reminiscentrainclouds]

But as it is And it is We're just two slow dancers, last ones out We're two slow dancers, last ones out

[snail-noodle]

gave pure vanilla a wife (he's been on my mind lately) and she's his biggest supporter 💖

I'm just gonna copy what I posted on twitter about her lol:

her name is kuromame cookie and she is pure vanilla's (future) wife <3

she was a traveling merchant until she decided to settle down in pure vanilla's kingdom

she's a chill gal most of the time, but she does have trouble trusting others (pv is there to help her don't worry)

[holyraconteur]

Imagine this:

Spider escapes from Quaritch only to end up lost and stumbling into the hands of an Ash Na'vi scout who immediately plucks up this strange little human and brings him back home to present to Varang. Without hesitation, Varang lifts him up to eye level, staring deep into his soul. After a long, silent moment, she deems him satisfactory and declares, with quiet finality, that he will stay by her side as her ward.

[captmuldoon]

You ever think about Jopson's mother? How her suffering was caused purely by someone's greed? How even in her pain she urged Jopson to go to the Antarctic so he wouldn't lose out? That by the time Jopson came home her pain was constant? And the only way to ease it was to take something that made her into a different person entirely? That he had to watch her soil herself, go hungry? Knowing at any moment she could stop breathing again? That she couldn't recognize her family and they couldn't recognize her? That his mother's suffering was so much that he thinks about it every time a woman laughs? That the only thing that could make her laugh in the end was also slowly, horribly killing her? That despite everything, he couldn't save her?

[cleocatrablossy]

She would be a haunted house kid in high school.

After this it was agreed that Mabel has to give some warning before she pops up after more practice so as to not give anyone a heart attack.

[thefallenangel2008]

You know what I did at school today for that 1 hour I was there instead of paying attention to a video? I thought about Gravity Falls. About Stan, to be exact. And I came up with an AU cause yes, and y'all gonna love it (I'm delulu).

An AU where Stan finds a job in a library. You know how libraries give out food to homeless people? What if Stan while he was homeless went to a library to get some food, and idk, ig he met the owner, a sweet old lady, and they talked, Stan vented a little to her, she comforted him, and badabim badaboom, she gave him a job there. It didn't pay that much but it was a stable job and if he didn't spend his money on drinking and gambling, he would be able to buy a small apartment in a couple of months (but bad habits die hard, yk?)

The owner, whom I'm gonna call Miss Green, would see Stan's car parked somewhere near the library, and see Stan sleeping inside it. She would feel bad for him, a young man like him living such a life. I imagine their relationship being: "Hello dearie, you see, I have some of my son's old clothes still in my house and they take up such space in the closet, why don't you have them? :)" "Oh honey, you look so tired, did you sleep last night? Have you eaten anything today? :(" "You seem to really like this book. You can have it. ^ ^" "Oh, you like this dress dearie? *pulls out her wallet*" Basically her being a parental figure to Stan. And Stan being protective of her because she's the only person who has shown genuine interest and kindness in him in years. He would soooo take advantage of his scary dog privileges. You're being loud in the library? He's gonna walk towards you, give you a glare and put a finger infront of his lips to tell you to shut tf up. You're being rude to Miss Green? God save you man because BOY, he's about to throw hands.

And do you know what would be funny? If Miss Green was a siren. For no real reason, just for shits and giggles. No, no, she doesn't seduce humans anymore, she's an old woman now, she's been in retirement for years and now lives far away from the ocean, deep in the city. But they would bond with eachother while talking about the ocean and such. Stan yapping about the facts his knows about the ocean and Miss Green just silently listening to him and thinking "wow, such a talkative boy, and he sure knows a lot about sea life. :)"

So basically Stan getting unofficially adopted in a similar way as to how he unofficially adopted Soos in canon.

[soverallz]

austin moon looking at ally dawson (season 1 edition)

[itsmistyeyedbi]

I was inspire by @agentnatesewell and her regularly gracing us with Suri's style. So, here's a moodboard of Zuri’s style (her more casual one):

[riamaple]

I’ve been reading Bucky fics again for the past few months and been feeling really inspired by all of you amazing writers out there.

I have a really long Bucky x f!reader fic that’s been sitting around for a couple of years and I’m thinking about actually finishing it and posting it on here. I’ve done a lot of writing for the past decade but never had the courage to actually finish and publish any works. I don’t know…maybe it’s finally time I tried?

[always-a-joyful-note]

Honestly....I sort of called it with what Moon was gonna be like but I was not expecting this level of sheer drama but also sheer decency

[unreliableforecasts]

long time no see tumblr but i have to freak out about this publicly