#but this is the only mirror in my house

[philsdrivinglicence]

😎

She's beautiful

[puppyeared]

ougghh the Beaft…. The Creature

[hingefreelester]

My submission for @dnptarot I am so late, this really was a Sisyphus project for me but I finally got it done!! As the card is about new beginnings, taking opportunities and laying foundations for future success I chose Hello internet Dan for it! As baby Dan was the king of jumping in and seizing his chances xd

[sukibenders]

Me: Okay, I have homework and test to study for, so no distractions.

My brain: Okay but what if you got the sudden creative desire to write a HOTD fic that focuses on Alicent and studies her relationship to her faith and how that influences/ties into her relationships with her parents, Rhaenyra, and her children?

Me:

[lesmisscraper]

Thenardiers remembering about the old benefactor and his young lady. Volume 3, Book 8, Chapter 12.

Clips from <Il cuore di Cosette>.

[secondbeatsongs]

so when building the Racer family home in TS2, I keep coming back to the fact that I have no idea where the bedrooms (besides Speed's) are supposed to go, and this has been an issue! so I uhh. did something.

I broke down and requested a cameo vid from Paulie Litt (who played Spritle in Speed Racer), asking him if he knew where the bedrooms were supposed to be. xD

but ofc I figured there's a chance he wouldn't! I mean, I knew the set probably didn't connect in a way that showed where Spritle's room was, and even if it did, he was...thirteen? I think? when that movie was filmed? so there's no guarantee he'd even remember.

but still! I figured I'd try, so here's the message I sent with the request:

I'm making a model of the Racer house, and I can't figure out where the bedrooms are. Do you happen to remember how the house set layout worked? If not, alt question: was Spritle flipping off Royalton improv'd by you? (bc it's not in the script.) ty!

(it's really hard to write things and stick within the 250 character limit)

and today, the request was fulfilled! so here's this!

(tl;dw - he didn't know anything else about the layout of the house because the set didn't go that far, but he did tell the story about how the Wachowskis directed him to flip off Royalton!)

so even though I didn't gain any new knowledge about the Racer house, I did learn something else! and it's great that it was the Wachowskis who (last-minute) told him to flip off Royalton xD

[f1owermoon]

eyyyy your girl managed to get pictures of the cool leopard print bell bottom pants 😎 (i'm so bad at posing it's embarrassing.....help me 🧍‍♀️)

[narmothewraith]

How I imagine myself (aka want to be)

Vent in the tags (sorry in advance)

[thechosenanubis]

Nina and Eddie seeing the school for the first time parallels.

While the camera shots are taken from different angles, both Nina and Eddie are standing in the same spot

I'm pretty sure this is purely coincidental, but i'm going to indulge my delusional self and say this is actually the first osirian hint. :D

[tj-crochets]

Today my hair decided I’d get one attempted ringlet curl on my forehead so I just wanted to say thank you again to everyone here who gave me advice on curly hair. I never knew my hair could be curly and I am absolutely loving it! It seems to have decided on an ideal length and now instead of getting longer it’s just getting curlier as it grows so it can stay the same length lol

I’m still experimenting with figuring out how to manage my hair on days when I have not washed it that day, because sometimes it’s fine and sometimes it’s a mess, but I love it! It’s not long enough for hair ties yet but I’ve discovered I can use ribbon like a headband to keep my hair off my neck

[bigbiguniverse]

uhhhhmmm. peace be upon ye 🙄 or whatevr

[nejackdaw]

Thinking about Celann and his ever present grief at the life he could have had, he and his wife and (he always hoped) their daughter. A life where he was a father--he'd hardly ever wanted anything more than that. So full of love he was ready to burst and needed somewhere to put it, wanted a life with his favorite girls.

Thinking about how the ever present desire haunts him no matter how deep he buried it. It keeps coming back, relentlessly, this anguish that he threw it all away. He could have had exactly what he wanted and he was stupid enough to abandon it all, and for what? Because he was upset? But then he always remembers how hollow he felt after the incident, like if you rapped him with a knuckle you'd hear he was just a shell. He forgives himself, then, remembers how wrong everything felt, and he thinks about all the time he spent desperately trying to make everything feel right again.

Remembers when he realized he was the problem, what needed to be fixed. Removed.

He abandoned the life he had and every dream he'd ever held close because he wasn't him anymore. Celann would never have killed anyone, would never have done... that. He was some other Celann, different, trying to make himself fit in the life of a man that no longer existed. And so he left.

And he has no right to ache so badly at the thought of what he gave up, no right to ache at the loss of a family (of two families, but he starts thinking that and breaks every time, so he's gotten good at simply skipping over the thought) when he was a killer--an adept one, a practiced one--that could mangle and maul and kill and do it again and again. What right does he have to still want that happy little dream?

But the dream is a ghost and it haunts him, is there every time he's out on a supply run and sees kids playing around the marketplace, sees women cradling infants and fathers carrying sons on their shoulders. (He reminds himself of the blood on his hands, is scared he might stain them with it if he reaches out to touch them.) It's there when he has a bag and his axe hanging from his hips and finds a girl crying for her mother, lost and separated, jostled by the crowd.

It's there as he calms her, kneeling on wet and gritty stone, hovering between her and the flow of the crowd so they give her space. He lifts her and holds her against his side with one arm and something in him weeps, feels something soft in him as her tiny weight settles and she starts chattering at him about the groceries she and her mother came to buy.

They weave their way through the marketplace as they help each other--she tells him where he can find what he needs, and he silently curses the nords and their height as he tries to peer over shoulders to catch a glimpse of the woman she described--and that cold weight that's usually settled in his chest, his grief and remorse, lightens with every step. She's warm through his sweater and splutters indignantly every time the ever changing wind blows her brown hair into her mouth and he laughs, quiet and warm.

They check places she's already been, in case her mother doubled back looking for her, and take detours so Celann can fumble to place newly acquired groceries in the bag beneath her, unwilling to hold her over the side with his axe and equally unwilling to put her down, awkwardly shifting her weight as she laughs at him. He's silly for buying such expensive things, she tells him, and he light heartedly tells her Skyrim is silly for not having the things he used to use in High Rock. The revelation he hasn't always lived in Skyrim excites her to no end, and the rest of the trip is a Q&A of the sort only a small child can provide.

He feels warm inside, in his chest, where usually he feels vaguely cold at best, and for a moment he's reluctant to relinquish her when they finally find her mother, guided by the sounds of panicked calls of her name. There's a fond sadness as he sets her down on the stones again, and the woman looks at him oddly for a moment before the look turns knowing, though he's sure the conclusion she reached is slightly off.

She quietly asks if her daughter reminds him of her. He stands there silently for a moment, looking down at the little girl as she rifles through the things her mother's found.

He tells her yes.

[lesmisscraper]

The Difference of Mme. Thenardier's attitude towards her daughters and Cosette. Volume 1, Book 4, Chapter 3.

Clips from <Il cuore di Cosette>.

[castielstiddies]

It's time to play guess which episode of House md I just watched for the first time!

Here's a clue: I cried for the entire episode and after finishing it I'm left with a black hole in my chest where my soul used to be

[an-unprofessional-artist]

I’ve wanted to do this for a few years now but decided not to because of time and money. Now that I’m busier and less employed than ever I decided to go for it anyways. It’s not quite done but I last minute rushed enough to get it good enough for tonight

I was so incredibly busy today but I’ll get to answering asks soon :) 🎃 Feel free to send more

It’s a party city suit I got secondhand and tailored down to my size, then weathered with fabric paint. Thank goodness this suit is supposed to look messed up and handmade because I would have given up. A more accurate tie is next on the list

[revolutionaryletters]

fit for the women and femmes in climbing meetup btw