#and then . THIS .

[sweaterkittensahoy]

Oh, god I read youtube comments like a fucking idiot and "This is in poor taste and should not have happened" is being countered with, "Oh, but the movie is FICTIONAL!"

And the conversation was about Blake Lively having her alcohol company sponsor one of the screenings of It Ends With Us and naming one of the cocktails after the abuser in the movie.

Which. Like. Yes, this is a fictional story of domestic violence, but also, how can you not see the clear fucking issue with 1) using alcohol to promote a movie about domestic violence and 2) naming a drink after the fucking abuser.

It's like if you made a movie about a horrible car crash and it got sponsored by the demolition derby. And one of the cars you got to watch get smashed up is named after the kid that died.

Like. Come on. Common sense, people.

[diver5ion]

[baekuras]

Continued my playthrough some more of DA2 (why did no one tell me this game is good? oh wait literally everyone did and *I* am the one late to the party? couldn't be!) into act 2 and boi

it sure is hard to be sympathetic to some things the 2 mages still left would like me to be sympathetic to when one is a literal Bloodmage and the other is possessed by totally-not-a-demon aka Justice (aka Vengeance aka YOU TRIED TO KILL US ONCE BY BEING ANGRY ALREADY SIR PLEASE I AM TRYING)

also shoutout to Fenris for always giving mages shit bc of the ease of falling prey to demons only for him to wipe out my party 5mins later because I, a newbie, was NOT prepared and thought surely he wouldn't after all this talk and snark surely not not our well equipped fighter w/ the most health and good damage output and defences

i also brought Isabela to this one because no one else wanted for Vengeance reasons or religious reasons(one of those seems more important but okay), the other is a Bloodmage and the rest....well I THOUGHT I had TWO frontliners until i very much didn't so...

I love this dysfunctional little group but they do give me headaches sometimes (today literally thanks to a hammer to the head FENRIS)(at least he immediately apologized hUH ISABELA)(i love this game)

[professorxxxmeow]

something about wade and fighting his gruff emotionally stunted boyfriends to get a point across…

[acoraxia]

Watched The Wild Robot. I am in tears i am still SOBBING i love found family

[ofthevanyar]

“ please don’t scare me like that again. i can take a lot of things, but not losing you. ” \\ 🩷

Mordor and its ilk had been defeated nearly a year prior, but, that didn’t stop the various orc bands from occasionally roaming the countryside. Aragorn - now King Elessar - had dedicated himself to rebuilding, to healing. This included purging the remaining darkness of Middle Earth.

One day, Elessar had promised at a particular dinner, a traveler will be able to walk from Gondor to the northern most reaches of Middle Earth without fear.”

It was a pleasant thought.

Amarië had ridden out with Boromir, and a contingent of various warriors to hunt down an Orc band. It wasn’t an official mission from King Elessar, rather, Amarië had heard of the problem in a tavern, and wished to resolve the issue. A small Orc band, thought to hardly be any trouble to take care of. She hated the idea of someone, some innocent family, being lost to the Orcs after Mordors defeat. What a cruel twist of fate that would be.

It was a beautiful fall day, red leaves lining the white streets of Gondor. Her white horse walked alongside Boromir’s as they chatted. Not even the golden sun above could compare to the brilliance of Amarië’s smile whenever she looked at him.

It didn’t take long to track them down, an easy enough task for elf-eyes. A simple rhythm to fall into, Amarië wielded her spear with well practiced grace. Then - something happened. A stray arrow, perhaps? A pain in her shoulder, her horse bucking, an exploding pain in her head - and then, nothing.

——————————

Amarië groaned, brow furrowing against the light. She turned her head away, eyes slowly opening. The bed, the sheets, the paint on the walls, all indicated that she was in the House of Healing. Her mind was still fuzzy, trying to work out the details of how she got here.

But, that hardly mattered. As her mind cleared, she felt a familiar hand in hers, head turning in response to the realization. She smiled upon seeing him, somewhat weak still.

“You haven’t lost me.” She murmured to him. “I’m right here.”

@sonxofxgondor

[fawnsflowerbed]

Guess who caught a cold :(

[goblinontour]

glory hole with an unexperienced fetus alex on his first tour 👀👀

oh that’s good…you’re onto something

i think that’s how it’s gonna go then

[blu3bl00d3d]

vent

I hate how I have two separate theories behind my dreams.

one is psychology based, the other is more emotion based.

Theory one: It's a message, a message from another universe (I personally believe in multiple universes and reality shifting, don't come for me, it's just my opinion). It's a message of some type; it's trying to tell me something, but I'm too scared to hear it.

Theory two: Because I consume a lot (I mean A LOT, this is why other ppl aren't allowed to took at our pinterest) of content around a certain character, said character it more likely to show up in my dreams. Some content of our dreams surrounds personal experiences (PTSD nightmares, those things plague our dreams too often), or content we consume.

Why do I bring this up? My dreams have gotten cryptic all of a sudden, not abstract, but I can't understand them. I can tell what's happening, however, I can't understand it.

Theory one makes me think that he's starting to hate me or starting to lose interest in my personality.

Theory two makes me think that I'm starting to forget him, or that I don't seem to care as much. Which isn't at all true, I still care, and I will do everything I can to not forget him.

It's gotten to the point that I can't think clearly (or as clearly as we used too) enough to do things. I don't know if this will end either. Even though these dreams are making me question our reality, I don't think I want it to go away. It's just the question of which hurts more; questioning reality and our humanity, or losing something I've held onto for a little too long?

[duchessofostergotlands]

Sabrina also had singers and bands on the show as well! Kind of wild how popular this was during the 90's & 00's.

Of course, Sabrina!! And that was even more extreme because they didn't have a regular nightclub like P3 or The Bronze. They would just be like "yes, Britney Spears has appeared? Why? Well Sabrina's a witch. It's magic. Witches are magic. Don't think about it too hard, just look at the shiny pop star." I really miss it.

[hexedbug]

oh my god i forgot my password. hi

[doll-princesse]

me: i don’t much care for magenta bearlien. the thing i dislike the most about toys and children’s media in general is the unnecessary gendering of pink meaning girl.

also me: but if you get the green one and the rainbow one and the mini blue one and the giant green one, then you have to get the magenta one too. she’s part of the set. the collection will be incomplete if— ohhhhh, this is how they get you...

[averseunhinged]

wip wednesday! a much smaller offering than usual, because i'm a stress writer, but not a stress editor. like i have 73347384658 new partially completed wip from the past few weeks, but they all look like my brain got wasted in vegas and woke up married to a stranger. lolsob :)))))

anyway. this is the only part that's even remotely readable. it's set in a vague s5 if the spinoffs hadn't existed, and a very lonely caroline had ended up hanging out with klaus and rebekah all summer. like feral cats who suddenly live under her porch. it was supposed to be simple smutty literature, but then there were feelings and no one would just stfu and bone.

“You're going to put your butt on your couch thingy?” she asked.

He stilled. She had a moment's grace period to hope he'd let it go before his entire upper body convulsed. His mouth discontinued the lovely things it had been doing to her jawline, slid down and came to a rest, grinning teeth against the curve of her neck. He made a wheezing, choking noise and shook.

Of course, she thought with soured humor. Of course she was here in nothing but her best lingerie and a killer pair of heels, with a guy who'd consistently been cuckoo for Caroline for almost a year, and she still made him laugh at her.

“Hey!” She pinched the small amount of body fat he'd accumulated on his tummy. She'd wondered about that from the first time she'd seen him half-naked. Thought about it at night when she couldn't sleep. Had it been a good year, the year he died? Had he hunted fat, happy game and eaten well and laughed and lived? Caroline wanted to know, but it didn't seem the sort of thing you asked. Would he even remember? It was so long ago. Would she remember the year she died after a thousand more had passed? “It's fancy! You could at least put down a towel.”

“Furniture tends to lose any particular value once you've discarded at least a few centuries of it,” he explained in the gentler, rolling cadence he took on when he was trying to describe aspects of living forever he knew she'd eventually experience. It was equal parts endearing and exasperating. 

“Oh, is that how it works once you've discarded enough of something?” Caroline pulled out of his loose hold and rested one hand on her hip. She raised an eyebrow and tilted her head in feigned offense.

“Ah. Well, no. It's not a universal constant.”

[yandere-monoma]

triple killswitch update for 4/13!!!! got that shit all out with an hour to spare HOO

[kinokochouchou]

Animated Short: Rondo Across Countless Kalpas | Honkai: Star Rail this video has been living in my head rent free since it dropped