#back to 2024

[dzknik]

fellas is it gay to cover my entire house with imagery of my muse, the centre of my life, the sun in my galaxy

[brainrotcharacters]

When irl pisses me off, I rewatch the Honda Odyssey scene to relax

[rish-you-were-here]

Happy pride

[blueskittlesart]

linktober day 15: sword

oh yes, they both, oh yes, they both reached for...

[therealraewest]

Laios cuts the tags outta his clothes like an autistic king confirmed

[snarkspawn]

based ofc on this

[kropotkindersurprise]

October 21, 2024 - Lidia Thorpe, an Aboriginal member of Australia's parliament told King Charles some truths as he was giving a speech in Canberra. [video]

[inspectorspacetimerevisited]

Another 40 years on, Emerald is living in a care home, when the mysterious old woman finally closes the distance between them. And, Emerald is magically transported back to 2024, where she waves at her past self and the Inspector to warn them to avoid the faerie ring.

At the same moment, the Inspector recalls his trial before the Unseelie Court, the time loop is broken and he avoids stepping into the faerie ring, meaning Emerald never lived out her life and prevented Aindrea MacRaibert from wrecking the UK. Oops!

[airoarts]

yellowfang, i wish you were here. my sister is dying.

ID in alt and under cut

ID: digital painting of Cinderpelt and Brightpaw from Warriors. They are two cats curled around each other. Brightpaw, a ginger-and-white cat, is badly injured with cobwebs as bandages around her face and other injuries. She is unconscious and lying on her side in a moss nest. Cinderpelt, a gray cat, is curled around her with her tail over Brightpaw's back, looking at her with concern. They are in a shaded den surrounded by autumnal ferns, with a pool of water in the corner, and a strip of bright sunlight illuminating their faces. end ID.

[modest-starr]

HOUNDS IN MY HEAD 🌖 🥀

[iomooo]

Long sigh

[babygirlwolverine]

rb to have an ultra gay 2024

[memesonnets]

Hi my name is Don Quixote of La Mancha the Knight of the Rueful Figure and I have a rueful figure (that's how I got my name) with purple bruised ribs and tall stature and gaunt features and hair turning gray and a rather hooked aquiline nose and large black drooping mustaches and a lot of people tell me I look like Amadís of Gaul (AN: if u don’t know who he is begone!). I’m not related to Lady Oriana but I wish I was because she’s an incomparable flowering beauty. I’m a knight errant but some of my teeth and grinders are missing. I have long lank limbs. I’m also a defender of damsels, protector of orphans, succourer of the needy, righter of wrongs, undoer of injustice, and I wander a magic countryside called the mountains of Spain where I’m in my first year of knighthood (I’m forty-nine). I’m a gentleman (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly armor. I love my great-grandfather's forgotten corner of the house and I cobble together all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a doublet of fine cloth with matching shoes and velvet breeches and a helmet, morion, visor, breastplate and backpiece. I was riding outside La Mancha. It was early morning so the rays of the sun fell obliquely and the heat did not distress me, which I was very happy about. A lot of giants stared at me. I put up my pasteboard visor at them.

[sapphire-to-the-rain]

unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe / blonde.

+ zoomed in versions :))

[canis-caro]

New article link

[akantorrr]