#apparently. i have a VERY specific Type

[corvigae]

Realized something abt some of my favorite guys

[potterandpromises]

It is very funny to me that my two biggest OTPs of all time are both ships where:

They started out as antagonists to each other due to circumstance.

One accidentally killed/erased the other's loved one.

One kidnapped the other in the first season.

Then in the second season they proceeded to bond over being the only people who could possibly understand what the other was going through.

(And they're both so domestic about it!)

They each had a moment of waking up in the other's room/apartment without entirely remembering how they got there. Both in the 2x07 of their respective shows.

And after they woke up their partners made them coffee.

[toytulini]

me, stupidly and weirdly resistant to listening to audio books vs reading a physical book for no real reason: man i wish there was a way to like, read a book while i crochet like i do with tv shows and movies and podcasts

[front-facing-pokemon]

[tropicalscream]

im not arguing with a alt trans masc with a septum piercing

whatever you say king

[crowleys-right-eyeball]

sick of these smiling friends making charlie humaizations that i need biblically

[caterpillarinacave]

I want one day without spilling water all over myself

[lucalicatteart]

Poll adventure (paventure? lol) Day 11: read the small story tidbit below the poll for more details, OR just vote based on initial impression

(✦ see past poll results + further information HERE (link) ✦)

Yesterday's poll decided that The Adventurer should curiously socialize with a few of the boat travelers ...

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"The Adventurer grabs one of the ornate glass bowls near the buffet table, meekly gathering some cheese and vegetables as he scans the crowd. For the first 15 minutes of the lunch, he mostly crouches in a corner seat, nibbling on his food and nervously fielding the occasional drunken question from a passing party guest..

Knowing he should.. probably... actually socialize at some point, he begrudgingly chooses conversational partners, squeezing his eyes shut and pointing around randomly until he lands on someone.....

The first is a scrawny man in a flashy suit, wobbly from wine but still keeping a vaguely charming demeanor about him. He proudly introduces himself as a "legal expert", then goes on to ramble for a while about the laws in the area, how drastically they vary from city to city (plus a few veiled hints on how to safely break them), and that if you travel a lot it can be hard to keep up with it all.

He mentions, quite conveniently, that he's recently published a book on the topic, a legal guide for local explorers, and offers to give The Adventurer a copy for a special discounted price... but... then soon recalls that the crate of books he'd planned to sell on the boat sadly ended up falling into the river earlier during a "silly little mishap"..

In place of a book, he simply slides The Adventurer a glossy mint colored paper swirled with golden floral motifs, supposedly serving as some sort of business card, though the actual contact information seems obscured beneath the cluttered design. The Lawyer also pulls off his scarf as he rises to leave, wrapping it around The Adventurer's shoulders with a little waving flourish (not the first time someone has confused his anxious shaking for cold shivers). The Adventurer stutters out a confused thank you, then watches as the Lawyer stumbles off, mumbling to himself that he's been drinking too much and "truly must find somewhere to piss"......

The second person he approaches is an older woman, hunched over a table fidgeting with a handful of colorful glass dice, spinning and stacking and arranging them into patterns whilst her thoughts drift elsewhere. Initially, she gives evasive answers when asked personal questions, but soon grows more talkative once the topic of local flora and fauna arises. She apparently used to adventure as well, roaming the lands to document various elements of nature relevant to her mysterious "private research" - though, at her age, she's now resigned to casual boat rides rather than riskily hiking alone through uncharted wilderness. Gently laying a worn leather journal of watercolor paintings out onto the tabletop, she points at various berries, leaves, and animals, eagerly describing their significance...

After chatting for a while, she abruptly changes topics, mentioning that sometimes she can "sense things which she should not" (whatever the hell that means), then asks him to pick one of her dice. He hesitates, but she just stares, refusing to elaborate further.. Finding even 30 seconds of awkward silent eye contact physically impossible to bear, he hurriedly plops a finger down in front of an iridescent yellow die. She chuckles..

Scooping up all of the dice from the table, she rattles them in her clasped hands, then brings them up to her ear as if to listen... to something?? A few moments later, she turns back to him, speaking in a raspy whisper: "There are others, melding your footprints with their own, seeking a gift you do not yet know - this is what I see."

Before he can ask her for any elaboration, the Captain returns, grumbling that The Adventurer has already stayed 5 minutes past the time limit and swatting at him with a broom to shoo him off of the boat. Apparently an hour can go by fast....

After climbing back into his dinky raft, he sails mostly successfully down the river, finally making it to a point that, at least based on his map, SHOULD be where the main road picks back up past the detour. He crashes into a small grouping of rocks whilst trying to navigate back to the shore, but he was planning on disassembling the raft to get his rope and supplies back anyway, so.. aside from a scraped knee and possibly broken pinky toe, he decides it's actually fine. The cat is okay, which is all that really matters, anyhow.

By the time he's taken apart his boat, eaten a quick meal, and bandaged his leg, the sun seems to have nearly set. It's later in the night than he'd usually like to travel, but, where he's going is a pretty commonly used road, so maybe it's safe? He's exhausted from socializing, but could probably muster enough energy to walk for at least a while. Or perhaps he should just call it a night and find a place to sleep.. But.. where??? What should he do?

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Additional information

acquired a long, warm, expensive scarf

acquired slightly increased knowledge of local plants

acquired vague information from the 'dice based fortune teller', or whatever that was meant to be

acquired a business card (+ ability to get away with one minor crime free of legal consequence)

acquired mild nausea for the next 5hrs from weird buffet cheese

acquired badly scraped knee and sprained toe (will walk slightly slower for the next 2 days)

the adventurer's current main goal: follow his map to reach the abandoned castle ruins and see the rare animal specialist about the mysterious egg he has

[rubberbandballqueen]

i just think that as a chemistry major i shouldn't be forced to take biology classes that expect me to memorize the everything to pass. i need some kind of "biology for chemistry majors" where they emphasize the techniques a living thing has at its disposal to remain at homeostasis and then look at how all these parts come together to form a complex living organism undergoing constant holistic processes to remain at equilibrium. i don't need to know what a golgi apparatus is called i just need to know how it serves its function in the complex process of transforming A into B

[reanimatestar]

@gonzague-if living in my head rent free <3

[image description: three pencil drawings of characters from gonzague, an interactive fiction adaptation of paul féval's le bossu. the first is of the artist's version of phillipe de gonzague. he is a person with long wavy hair tied in a ribbon and earrings. the second is of monsieur de peyrolles, a person with shoulder length hair, a scar on their left cheek, and several moles. the third is of phillipe de nevers, a man with long curly hair, a mustache and beard, a tooth gap, and dimples. /end description]

[musical-chick-13]

Nothing will alienate you from the people around you faster than hating a popular fictional man.

[glowingreverie]

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[ponett]

there have definitely been a lot of nerd boys who missed that you aren't supposed to want to be like scott pilgrim, but i don't really see where the claim that there are specifically droves of incels who see scott as a role model came from

if anything, i see a lot of hatred for the series - and particularly the movie - from incels. their prevailing meme is "scott pilgrim vs. the world ruined an entire generation of women." they HAAAAAAAATE ramona. of course they do. she literally has blue hair and pronouns. many of them have convinced themselves that all the left wing women they hate who dye their hair and listen to indie music have literally modeled their entire lives after ramona. they believe that this apparent mass brainwashing of millennial and gen z women by ramona flowers is why they can't find a date

i would explain more but some loser literally wrote a whole fucking "incelcore" song about this

they also seem to hate scott, particularly as portrayed by michael cera in the movie. they think he's a lame, scrawny nerd who's constantly emasculated next to ramona's bigger, stronger, more conventionally handsome exes. they do not want to be like scott. they think he's a soyboy. they think he's gay. they think that in real life ramona would choose a "chad" like lucas or todd over scott, because that's their understanding of how relationships work

i would say more but some of the comments i've seen are truly heinous so i'll spare y'all

really i think folks have just forgotten that "incel" describes a type of guy with a very specific, very extreme, very hateful ideology. it is not interchangeable with your typical "tfw no gf" type nerd guy who just really liked all the video game references and writes in his tinder bio that he's looking for his ramona

[punkitt-is-here]

How did you learn to draw fat bodies but still keep it cartoony? I love how you draw different types of bodies and make them all seem normal instead of certain body types sticking out like a sore thumb next to others. I struggle to draw fat bodies without it looking weird with the rest of my art. Do you have a specific tutorial you followed or something?

This is a really good question! I'm glad you like my depictions of different body types, i worked really hard to get better at that so im happy folks enjoy em!! I didn't actually learn from a book or tutorial, it was mostly looking at fat bodies IRL and learning to incorporate those features onto what I already drew. As it turns out, we're all human, so if you understand the anatomy enough to draw a skinny person, you have the tools to understand the anatomy of a fat person.

So, like, here, this is my sketch of someone with a very average build. If I were to draw a fat body, I would still use all the basic principles I use here. One mistake I think folks run into is "isolating" parts, which can lead to things like this

which isn't necessarily bad, but if its not what you're going for, the issue is pretty apparent. Weight affects ALL of the body, not just the stomach or the face or the limbs. If you think about how that weight affects everything in tandem then you can start drawing fat bodies that work more in your style.

for this, this is the same quick sketch using the same pose and principles as the first one. but! I allowed the weight to be distributed across the body. Notice how the legs, belly, arms, etc all got thicker? The key to drawing fat bodies and making them look like they fit is allowing that weight to affect everything. without it, it just looks like you're adding on features to someone rather than considering everything at once.

my other tip is: don't be scared! things like fat arms or chins or bellies or stretch lines are not something that's bad to depict. if you want to draw fat bodies, you gotta not be scared to draw things the way they are. someone having a fat body is not bad, and you drawing that fat body is not bad either. Experiment! To me, art is about representing ideas, and the only way to get better is to experiment with how you represent those ideas. I'm by no means an expert, and I think you can also get a ton done by looking for resources aside from me, but I hope this helps, and have fun!!

[loveclerc]

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ IN PLAIN SIGHT !

pairing : logan sargeant x fem!reader

summary : apparently the public doesn’t know you and logan are married, even though you never tried to hide it.

genre : narrative/smau, fluff, tiny bit of angst, established + private but not secret relationship, hamilton’s goddaughter!reader

warning(s) : qatar 2023, toxic bird app, ignore timestamps

word count : 1,755 words

It wasn’t common knowledge that Logan Sargeant was married, and has been since 2020, even though he never tried to hide it. He had never, not even once, taken off his ring, but fans just brushed it off as … Well, nothing. They didn’t even know it was there.

All the drivers knew. It wasn’t specifically said out loud, but it was obvious enough, even if the couple wasn’t the type for PDA.

You, as Lewis Hamilton’s goddaughter, were most of the time at the Mercedes garage. You were often filmed, expression tired and uninterested, but theories about you were debunked by Lewis himself. “A ray of sunshine when at home,” he’d said in an interview once.

People knew you were married — the ring you wore on your finger was proof enough. Fans dug and dug, but the very place that held their answer was the one they failed to scrutinise. Your husband, as you often joked with Lewis, was hiding in plain sight.

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Qatar was hot. Really, fucking hot.

And that was what you said aloud before Lewis snapped at you for cussing.

“Sorry, Lew,” you replied with the least amount of respect you could. “Are you not dying of heat? You’ve been out in the sun all afternoon.” You held a fan close to your face, tiny droplets of sweat collecting on the edges of your face.

Lewis shook his head, but a smile was evident on his face. “It is very hot, but there’s nothing much I can do, hm?” His voice was soft but clear, and his face was shiny with perspiration. “Anyway, shouldn’t you be in the office? I remember you complaining about an increased workload.”

You threw a vulgar gesture his way and asked him to not-so-kindly piss off before you disappeared behind a corner. The echo of Lewis’ laugh trailed behind you as your destination changed from the air-conditioned office to the Williams garage.

Familiar faces greeted you as you made your way along the stretch of road lined with every team’s garage, as well as ones you didn’t particularly like to see. A reporter you found rather intrusive approached you, and you tried your best to speed up to avoid him, but to no avail.

“Hello, YN! Hot day in the paddock today, no? Where are you heading to this sunny afternoon?” the reporter attempted a conversation, no doubt with the intention to slide in some personal questions, but you shook your head.

“Sorry, I don’t have the time right now,” you muttered, rushing away and into the welcoming arms of the Williams mechanics. Silently, you awaited the vicious comments on Twitter.

A smile was thrown every way — as long as someone made eye contact with you, you greeted them with a tilt of your lips. The least you could do was be friendly when they’d given you, and your husband, so much more than you would have imagined.

Cameron, one of the pit crew, pointed you in the direction of the drivers’ rooms, knowing well what, or who,  you were here for. You thanked him and waved him goodbye.

As you opened the door to Logan’s room, you heard something metal drop on the ground. “Shit— Ow,” came out from the cracks of the door. You smiled, widening the gap.

Logan’s head turned to you immediately. His current position was quite awkward: he was bent over, fingers wrapped around a grey piece of something at his toe, his head perked up. He cleared his throat and stood up tall, putting the metal piece safely aside where it couldn’t drop onto anyone else’s toe, then pulled you in and shut the door at the same time.

His lips were on yours the moment they were close enough. The familiar scent of Logan engulfed you as your arms snaked around his torso, connecting at the back, as if locking him in your embrace. You pulled back enough to laugh, “You injure your toe and suddenly you’re so clingy? I don’t see the correlation.”

“Shut up,” Logan mumbled, placing his hand at the back of your head to pull you back in. You gave in, mouth moving in tandem with his, an action you were so used to.

Then someone came knocking at the door — fortunately they didn’t open it, or else they would’ve seen the intimate interaction right before their eyes. “Logan’s needed!” Alex’s voice sounded, and it was only then that the married couple pulled away, albeit reluctantly. “I don’t know what the two of you are doing but James is asking for both of his drivers.”

You laughed, the sound music to Logan’s ears, and detached yourself from his torso. “Go,” you ushered when he didn’t move. “I’ll be here when you’re done.” A reassuring smile coated your lips, one that Logan found too endearing to say no to.

“You better be,” he muttered, pressing a kiss to your temple before leaving the room. You heard a cheerful Alex slap his hand on your husband’s shoulder, guiding him to where their team principal ordered them to meet. Their animated conversation faded into the back of your mind as they walked further and further away.

Sitting on the comfortable sofa chair, you pulled your phone out to scroll through some social media apps.

A few laughs escaped your lips at some of the replies. You knew better than to let the hate comments get to you, so you simply scrolled past without much thought, because you knew they were false anyway.

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yourusername call me when it’s twenty degrees and below

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lewishamilton Can’t believe you didn’t match with me …

yourusername you’re the one who didn’t stick to the theme of WHITE 🤨

user not even trying to be secret. i hear you girl

ynfan the husband has once again made an appearance

user2 how is it even possible that her husband’s identity has never been found? she’s so famous??? and is lewis hamilton’s goddaughter???

user3 exactly! are fans really that respectful or are they just really good at hiding

user4 my guess is the second ... f1 fans are not respectful lol

ynfan2 me whenever the husband appears: 😠

lissiemackintosh Stunning! 💞 ♥︎ by author

ynfan3 TWENTY DEGREES??? that’s like. freezing. (i don’t have 4 seasons)

oscarpiastri Your hubby left his cap in my car

yourusername he’s so forgetful sometimes 😆 he’ll get it from you later!

Alas, race day arrived. The only thing you weren’t looking forward to was the intense heat. The temperatures were rising around the racetrack, more so in the cockpits. At least you had shelter and air-conditioning; the drivers would have to suffer through more than an hour of unusual heat. No doubt would there be immense weight loss.

As always, you worried for Logan. You worried for his performance and another failed chance to prove himself to his team, his fans and everyone else watching him. You knew, and were reminded every race, that your husband was put into an F1 car too soon. Perhaps one more season in F2 would give him sufficient experience — but dwelling on what could have been was always one of your weaknesses. And so you brushed away the thought.

The race started in the blink of an eye. You were stationed in the Mercedes garage, opting to show some support for your godfather, whom some netizens believed to harbour contempt for his own goddaughter, despite everything he’s said. But even as your body stood amongst what could be the night sky, your mind was with the sea of blue.

It was over before it even started. Lewis was out, after contact with his teammate, right as they entered the first turn. You retracted into yourself, already able to see the many opinions on social media. At least, you told yourself, he didn’t need to suffer through the heat. The terrible, rising temperature that was already burning you from inside out.

Lewis joined you soon after and made no comment or complaint on the incident that had just occurred minutes ago. You decided not to bring it up, either.

As the race continued, your heart rate remained mercifully stable. You let yourself stifle a snicker when George complained on his radio about the clash, and Toto told him to focus. The retired driver beside you made no reaction whatsoever.

The rest of the grand prix was relatively calm (for you), except for the occasional mild shock and stress from overtakes or near-contact. Until there were around ten laps left. When Logan expressed his illness but still continued pushing.

“Shit,” you mumbled, turning to Lewis, who already had his attention on you. “I knew he was sick. He kept sniffing and coughing and drinking water.”

Your godfather looked as worried as you, judging from his furrowed eyebrows. “He needs to retire,” was all he said, albeit lowly to avoid unwanted attention.

You pressed your lips together. “I’m going to Williams,” you softly declared, moving to take off your headset and pass it to a nearby mechanic. A smile graced your lips as you silently made your departure. All you could think about was your husband.

A few Williams mechanics came to greet you from the back of the garage, each of them whispering for you to convince Logan to retire. You could only give your word that you’d try to.

Only moments later was James Vowles notified of your arrival. Nodding, he put aside his headset as a mechanic guided you to the pit wall, a gentle smile on his face. The two of you exchanged a silent agreement.

Putting the headset on, you realised it was far too big to accommodate your head size. So you settled for holding on to one side, the mic readily balanced in front of your mouth.

“Logan,” your voice sounded through his radio in the sweetest tone possible. You received no response. “Lo, there’s no shame in retiring. Your health is more important than points. Please don’t faint behind the wheel.”

Silence. Then some static and heavy breathing, and his voice came through weakly, “I’m going back to the pits.”

A relieved sigh hit every individual stationed at the pit wall. When you passed over his headset with a smile, James’ body relaxed visibly, the tension between his brows eased.

“Thank you,” he whispered, evidently worried for his driver.

You shook your head. “Anything for Logan.” And you left, aiming for the pits, where the mechanics were waiting for the American’s arrival.

You watched silently as Logan’s coworkers helped him out of the car, supporting his weak body into the garage. A few steps forward and you were right in front of him, reaching to take his helmet off, and by extension his balaclava.

His eyes were glazed, his breathing ragged. His lips parted slightly. Then suddenly, he fell. Right onto you, making you lose your balance and almost sending you into the ground. Luckily his mechanics caught him by the arms, pulling him up and carrying him away, likely to the medics.

Sighing, you followed them, eyes closely watching the suited man between them. Logan tried so hard to make the team proud, he disregarded his own health and what his body could take.

As medics rushed over with a stretcher, you caught paparazzi snapping no-flash pictures from the sides. But you didn’t care. Your focus was on the unconscious love of your life.

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f1gossip

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f1gossip Spotted! Logan Sargeant and YN LN sharing an intimate moment after leaving the paddock.

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user5 you’d think after all this hiding, they’d want to be talked about by the public

ynfan4 hello f1 gossip page! what is my wife doing here?

f1fan what is your wife doing with my husband 🤨

ynfan5 i see … they’ve been cheating on us

ynfan4 and who are you???

ynfan5 yn’s wife 🫥

ynfan6 NO WAY THE QUEEN LIKED THE POST

f1fan2 he really deserves that hug after today 😔

user6 the matching rings 😦

f1fan3 THIS IS HOW I FIND OUT LOGAN IS MARRIED 😭🙏🏻

f1fan4 so disappointed in us 😭 he’s always been wearing it apparently

ynloghehe so cute am I right 😛

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logansargeant Man that was tough, unfortunately couldn’t take the finish but thanks for the support from my team 🫶🏻 (And wife, now that you guys have realised)

Extreme dehydration and feeling sick building up to the race didn’t help - next up back home 🇺🇸

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f1fan5 gws logan!! we’re all here for you

f1fan6 you were so close to points but glad you put your health first :)

ynfan7 this conversation in the comments is bringing me to tears 😭😭😭😭😭

user7 yn and logan my otp forever 😭🫶🏻

yourusername please don’t faint on me again. you’re heavy :(

logansargeant You vowed you’d be with me in sickness and in health

yourusername I guess I did 😔🤚🏻

logansargeant That’s right. You’re stuck with me FOREVER

ynfan8 that’s my wife 🙁 at least she’s got a good man

lewishamilton Please keep her in the Williams garage 🙏🏻 She’s a menace ♥︎ by author

yourusername

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yourusername hehe 😙

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oscarpiastri Still surprised how no one realised

f1fan7 is he calling us stupid

oscarpiastri It was so obvious???

ynfan9 wait then why would she cover his face in that story with oscar if they never tried to hide it

logansargeant Ahem ... I blinked

yourusername IT WAS SO FUNNY I SHOULD HAVE POSTED THE OG VERSION

logansargeant BABE NO

liamlawson30 HAH y’all are suckerz I went to their wedding 😛

f1fan8 never thought i’d see liam lawson using the word suckerz ...

ynfan10 they look so cute omg i wish i had their relationship ♥︎ by author

f1fan9 oscar piastri i fear you are correct ... we are stupid

yourusername @ charles_leclerc

charles_leclerc I’m not the only stupid one now!!!

landonorris Please don’t start PDAing everywhere now

yourusername this is a formal announcement that after this post, I will resume my dark and mysterious persona with no boys on my page.

logansargeant Okay, wow, I didn’t know we were being mean

user8 i realise they never once commented a heart or ily they just been bickering 😭😭😭

jensonbutton Visit soon?

yourusername obviously. we miss your pups :(

logansargeant DON’T LISTEN TO HER!!! I miss you Jenson 😢

frederikvestiofficial Wedding day was one for the books (post those pictures pleaseeeee 🙏🏻) ♥︎ by author

user9 WEDDING PICTURES SOON???? ♥︎ by author

the people have spoken and but they shall receive late 😔 I’m in love with this private but not secret concept by the way though I think it’s a little messy

taglist : @mael1pastry @embrosegraves

reblogs and feedback are appreciated !

[themoskabot]

I have very loud inconsiderate neighbors and they keep getting worse and I’m like that “I’m a healer but” meme rn