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GUYSGUYSGUYS-
#i didn’t have time to edit these yet so u guys get a sneak peak before all the magic n stuff#this color selection was brought to u by christmas#also the way the poses came out ARE YOU JOKING ME ??#anyways she is my wife we are married#wip
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quick reminder that there is no Cherry Magic today and no Cooking Crush tomorrow! ✌🏻
both shows return next week 😊
#cherry magic#cherry magic th#cooking crush#gmmtv#i was surprised that they aired their stuff over christmas#but yeah im sad i need my tenprem fix 😩
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I just tried to figure out exactly how many dimension 20 shows I’m in the middle of watching, how many shows I want to watch, and how many shows I want to rewatch
I figured it out and don’t know what to do first please help me (actually I know I want to watch the first episode of mismag 2 but after that)
#I’m also planning on rewatching the unsleeping city season one so that it lines up with Christmas hopefully#I’ve got a lot on my plate#You know and also work and stuff#Also I’ve basically given up on utc season 2 so if someone can give me a good reason to keep watching then I might but idk#I guess it’s time to tag all these tags huh?#dimension 20#dropout tv#fantasy high#fantasy high junior year#fantasy high sophomore year#a crown of candy#a court of fey and flowers#never stop blowing up#mismag#mismag 2#misfits and magic#a starstruck odyssey#mentopolis#burrows end#neverafter#the unsleeping city chapter two#the unsleeping city
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#christmas candy#candy canes#candy cane#candy girl#christmas sweets#sweets#sweet stuff#so yummy#yummyinmytummy#deliciusfood#delicious#yummie#christmas lights#magical christmas#magic is in the air
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Ok so I just found out about Holiday Magic: A Wayhaven Christmas Story (recommendation: play book 3 before reading it yourself), and I'm doing Adam's route and OUCH!
"Give yourself fully? Do you even know how to do that?" FUCKING OUCH, DETECTIVE
"There are some things, most important things, that I may not be able to give myself to fully. It does not mean I do not wish that I could. With all of my soul." MISHKA YOU MONSTER (affectionate)
#twc#the wayhaven chronicles#twc stuff#adam du mortain#A#ava du mortain#Agent A#Holiday Magic: A Wayhaven Christmas Story#twc spoilers
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hey, its been a year since i first started posting in the rtgame fandom!
so i decided to redraw my first fanart, which was chatical john :] its been great to look on the past year, in terms of both my own art journey and my time in this fandom! heres to another year of silly fandomposting :D
+ original art
& a doodle page i meant to post earlier but am now putting here instead lmao
#i should say that by '1st post' i mean '1st original post'; ive been rbing rtumblr stuff since christmas eve 2021#yeah i checked while looking for the chatical john post lol#im looking at the og art for the 1st time in over a year and oh my GOD its so stiff. what the hell was i doing w posing#i still like the shading tho :] i think i was using it to try distract from how boring the pose is LMAOO#< i say; as if i dont still do that lmfaoo#also i just wanna address the ring i gave john this year. thats for the volcano goddess bc i didnt have that hc last time :]#rtgame#rtgamecrowd#rtgame miitopia#magical john#rtgame magical john#rtgame chat#rtgame twitch chat#chatical john#1dk arts
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I was pooped the whole day and got my drawing insp last minute late at night so here are some magical girl au doodles since i was inspired :P
Starhawk, Dusk, and AU belong to @dimorphodon-x
#cjj arts#magical girl au#drillburst#not my oc#last doodle is partially inspired by the one dusk drill crack exchange we made#if dusk is still a fan of him in this au then it would be very funny#though i wonder if there'd be ire too because wow does their dad sure like to give a lot of attention to this one guy he hates#(even if its still not as much attention as he gives dusk)#either that or its all cool and dusk thinks their dads gave them a christmas gift lol#anyway drill tries to be cool by quoting musicals and films during battles and its either really awesome or really cringe#depends on what he says#i would draw more angsty stuff but im very tired and this was all i could draw tonight#maybe later#cjj ocs#maccadam#transformers
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Ros Vortalis trans headcanons
There are some remarkable trans Holland fics and headcanons, but can we talk about Ros Vortalis, whom all of his friends simply call Vor? Who, even when he’s _dying Holland calls Vor, to be expected, but also Vortalis which’s so much longer than Ros.
A bit of googling informs me Ros is “protector” in German, which’s chef’s kiss one hundred/ten no notes V.E. But it’s also, more frequently, a diminutive of Rosalind. Disclaimer before I start these that I respect and love! the headcanons of Makt as fairly gender nonrestrictive, with power being more of a defining factor of treatment. My Makt, however, is more complicated, with gender and gender transitions being imperfect but still a site where joy can be created, much like the rest of White London existence. Putting the rest of these beneath a cut with that in mind because as a trans person, I know some days I can’t handle transness as careful complication to be navigated and don’t want to inflict it on anyone unprepared. (Though, I promise! there’re fluffy as fuck nsfw Vor/Holland and Vor/friends headcanons in here to cut the angst.)
Ros retains a shortened form of his given namefor business purposes within the Shal—we know Shal means “market” in Red London, and I tend to think it means the same in White, such that when Holland calls him a “thug from the Shal” he’s referring to Vor being in the merchant/smuggling business. When he transitions, he’s relatively young and honestly to flagrantly demand a name change would be seen by too many as blood in the water. His greatest focus, always, is Makt rather than his personal happiness and he’d rather be burdened with the “nickname” Ros and be capable of rising in the Shal in service of becoming king.
There’re two ways of transitioning: the easiest and least painful is utilizing a spell similar to Astrid’s with Lila and stealing a face and voice. But that spell fades with death and though Vor understands that his body is likely destined for desecration once he’s gone as Makt’s people drain its blood and magic, there’s still this stubborn demand that they destroy a body without the face that made him shudder every time his child self caught a glimpse (he is so grateful for a lack of mirrors in Makt for much of his young adulthood.)
So he chooses the harder, excruciating method: finds a bone magician to permanently reshape his body. Session after session, over months traveling abroad on a ship with only the open sea and crew to hear him scream himself hoarse.
The first time they share a bed, Holland strokes along the broadened shoulders, runs fingers along the scars on his chest—eyes fixed on Vor’s all the while— and murmurs: “If they did not believe you would hold the throne, they were fools.”
“I’m flattered.” He’s bright-eyed, with that deep, rolling-sea laugh.
“After this, very little would stop you.” Fools have marveled at the extent of spells across his body, and inwardly he howls in hysterical laughter because there is very little to dull pain in Makt, and the shipboard pain was so vast it made everything else feel like pinpricks by comparison. He’s never bedded someone who would know that as intimately as the man who had done his damndest to use that same magic in stopping Vor’s fist before it connected with his face, and the admiration uncoils something deep in his chest. “Sometimes I’m certain I can’t keep it. One moment it will be there and then not.” He manages a farse of a smile “Foolish, after all these decades, but such is the weakness of your future king, Holland.”
“Lucky you would have an Antari to put it back, then.”
By the time he returned to London, voice rumbling deep from an expanded chest, people understood quickly to use “Ros” with the proper pronouns or see just how effective the runes on his hands were. But well…Ros is an easier shirt than Rosalind to slip into, but it will never sit comfortably. As he develops allies, he finds that Vor and Vortalis fit easier. And it becomes a good gauge for trust. Those who understand implicitly how painful his given name is and respect that, are people worth keeping. It becomes easier, as fewer and fewer people survive who remember Rosalind.
There are far too many moments to count when former friends or lovers try to use “Ros” as a weapon, with a little smirk that says: “You never said we _couldn’t call you that.” And he’s deeply glad he made a relatively small name fuss and provided only a small chink in his armor. (Those sorts of people tend, inevitably, to cause the use of his knives. As though letting them close and showing kindness is an invitation for open season. But such are the risks in Makt, and he is a man who craves touch and closeness. What good to craft the ideal body only to never have it appreciated. The way Holland simply…withdrew from people after Talya is something almost unfathomable. Whether they’re the closest of friends or both king and night and! king and beloved—which’s pretty much always in my head—there’s a deep, profound ache that he could never touch Holland enough to make up for too many years alone.
It’s the dimmest flicker every time he sees the “knight” and “Antari” masks slip, when Holland leans against his shoulder or puts his head in Vor’s lap, eyes half-closing at fingers in his hair. But, simply because the task is nigh on impossible, doesn’t mean he won’t do his best. Vor touches Holland Vosijk a hundred thousand times in those two years of rule—and so, so many more if they both survive—and is so very, very grateful he could take the touches the best of his lovers and allies offered over the last thirty years. (On a slashy front, can we also just talk about how, as a couple, there’s an incomparable way arousal and awe intertwine for Vor _every time Holland reaches out and shows affection: a kiss against his temple as Vor lets their foreheads rest together; a hand moving slow and easy down his back. To be trusted enough for the most guarded man he’s ever met—it took Vor _months to convince him to kill Gorst and he’s never had to work so hard or wanted so desperately for someone to say yes in his life—to touch him is such a valuable thing that he has immense responsibility not to break.)
Also in couple’s verse: If Vor has a small regret, it’s that the bone magicians are far more skilled with outward, above-the-waist presentation—because the best of them have not only done this for trans people, but for criminals etc. seeking a disguise. Thankfully, they had no trouble cutting him open to ensure he would never be with child—he doesn’t have the vocabulary for dysphoria, but the idea of his stomach rounded and heavy is one of the few things that can make him viciously soul-deep terrified. But the below the waist equipment well, it’s not a magic Makt has the luxury of learning.
By the time he meets Holland, it’s the very faintest of regrets: he has a collection of strap-ons for when he and a lover want to indulge in that particular fantasy—and is comfortable enough in his skin it’s an indulgence and not a requirement. It’s beautiful to watch lovers slide to their knees and take them in their hands or mouths or slide inside and watch them arch with pleasure. But oh, oh he wishes he could _feel it. It’s not a complaint worth voicing, and honestly after he becomes king, there’s very little time to indulge.
But one day, Holland comes back, smelling of flowers holding a box, tells the guards to wait at the end of the hall because he has crucial business from “the other London” for the king’s ears alone, which has Vor intrigued and concerned because he hasn’t come close to asking Holand to send a message. But before the concern can swell to anything beyond a flicker, he sees a flush so faint anyone would miss it who wasn’t watching. (Even before the Danes, Holland held his feelings and desires in an iron grip; Vor learned early in sharing a bed that Holland loathed the idea of being heard by those not his lovers when losing control: not merely a discomfort that could add spice to an evening, but viscerally, the way it would take everything Vor had to turn his back on an armed opponent.) This is pleasure, not business and he flicks his fingers in a silent command before they can even turn to look.
"Go get yourselves some dinner,“ he says for good measure, "If there is a foe Holland cannot protect me from, there’s little more bodies can do.”
When he opens the box…there are the usual straps but the cock. The cock feels like _skin. “The Arnesians-” and oh, there’s still so much contempt in those words “With their infinite supply of magic have learned to transmute. From earth to bone, and then something softer. There is an illusion for the Arnesians who want to forget the straps.” There were layers upon layers beneath that statement: neither of them wished, at least then, to go begging for scraps, but to _take a little of the bounty Arnes had hoarded,
“_Yes!”
Neither of them know how the illusion works: it is as mysterious as the fireworks Holland has seen that fool his eyes into certainty dragons fly across the unbearably vivid Arnesian sky. It does not matter; in those moments when Holland’s mouth is hot on skin, Vor is utterly, entirely certain Holland is swallowing down the cock he has always had.
It’s almost too much, leaves him speechless for the first time in decades, has Holland scrambling up and onto the bed even as his eyes are still glassy from watching the king come undone to wrap himself around Vor’s back until the world comes into focus again. “Is it only good once or-” he asks, finally and Holland’s smirk is wicked.
When he’s upending the Ost table and coughing up blood—, so much, too much kajt I hope Holland can take the throne because whoever these bastards are they can’t rule, the thing he clings to: more than “Stay with me"—though he _tries—, more than the raw panic in Holland _swearing—is the name. _Vortalis, he says when the table overturns—though it would be such a forgivable mistake to use Ros. Vor, he says while chanting stay and one of his blood spells. He will die as who he made himself, not as he was born.
The three threads of coherence for Holland are the blood spell. That Vor _has to stay. And that if he cannot be enough to stop this, he _will not let Vor die hearing him use the wrong name.
In verses where Vor lives, they both know the "thank you” when he wakes is not for the healing, though to be alive is a joy.
#Holland Vosijk#Ros Vortalis#Ros Vortalis/Holland Vosijk#[to anyone who saw this before I could add the read more fuck I'm sorry I haven't posted on here for too long and how you do everything wit#screen readers is different now]#queer stuff#my meta#shades of magic#please anyone who would like to incorporate any of these into anything Shades related do so gleefully#seeing any of these floating around in fic would make my fucking year#from the moment! all Vor's friends called him by his surname I wanted to write him as trans#so this is my gleefully self-indulgent Christmas present to myself#I'm taking the anxiety out of fic with an essay/meta and fic hybrid I first saw the brilliant#badassbutterfly1987#use on a different topic a few days ago *bows to this ship's captain who's supplied a shockingly wonderful amount of content solo#and is watering my crops with current drabble collection*#it lets me not worry about producing a perfect product while indulging my love of dialogue and is kinda glorious#(for the record. askbox/messenger's always open to talk anything in this fandom#especially White London and/or these two whose dynamic has sent me into the hardest hyperfixation since I don't even know when
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“are the girls going to help you make pierogis?” well no one else is fucking gonna are they? no one else in this house has functional fucking hands apparently
#every Christmas i think about the time we came home from mass and my father said “finally! now we can relax.” and sat down at his computer#and played video games for the next three hours while my mother and sister and i stood six feet away from him in the kitchen making#200 pierogis.#it’s crazy considering the amount of stuff he gets done for him on a daily basis that I would never even think would be done for me by anyo#like bed made for him/all meals/all dishes/food put on his plate for him because he refuses to do it himself/pretty much all errands#whenever he wants tea he just says that want out loud and it gets brought to him by magic#i mean or anything else! he once said “did you say we were having cappuccinos today?” just to no one in particular and we all knew no one h#had said anything of the sort. and then he was given one!#of course he goes to work from 8-6ish every day but other than one day a week it’s remote and has been for years and i can hear him#he is pretty much never not on the phone gossiping with someone#and i don’t begrudge him having a not physically intensive job or anything but im just trying to think of the things he has to do#he makes my mother mow the lawn. i do it when i am home because i think that’s disgraceful.#if my mother begs hard enough he'll do the least amount of yard work possible if it’s something we can’t physically do by ourselves.#but on a daily basis it’s just go to work/eat the breakfast brought to you/eat the lunch brought to you/come downstairs eat the dinner made#for you/play video games until you go to bed in the bed that was made for you in the morning#and on non work days it’s just eat/video games/bed#and like all this to say#he complains more and has a worse attitude than anyone I have ever known in my life#whenever he encounters a minor inconvenience he's talking about how it never ends and he never gets a chance to rest for once#literally any day that’s not spent in complete and total stagnation is considered a failure#he hates when my mother and sister and i are happy like we can’t even play music and laugh in the kitchen while we cook and clean up after#meals because it distracts him from his video games and his YouTube videos about video games and the war in Ukraine#he gets mad when we laugh too much lol like dude you’re pretty lucky you have daughters who can have fun while doing the dishes#considering you haven’t done them in like 20 years#word to the ladies out there btw: my parents used to clean up after dinner together when they first got married. so watch out lmao
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Oh my god wait it's nearly Christmas right??? Meteors Roxy being introduced to the idea of Santa (that ISN'T just Freddy and ISN'T just Fazbear trying to sell shit) and her being so baffled. So confused. She doesn't WANT some random guy magically flying through the keyhole of the flat!!! Why would someone do that?!
Ends up doing what so many kids have done before and tried to stay awake all night to catch Santa Clause but Roxy is fully intending to guard the flat and make sure he's not doing anything shady.
And ohhhh someone mentions how he knows everything you've done in the year and will give you something based on how good you've been and Roxy just. Gets so sad. They said this was a good thing!!! They got her all excited for presents and now it's apparently conditional???? Based on how good she's been???? Bro she's riddled with fucking guilt for things she had no control over she's CONVINCED she's gonna get like... A bunch of grapes or something cause she hates those. Why would she be looking forward to that??? That's fucked up... What if he just shows up and fucking tases her or something??? That's actually scary what the fuck...
Either Cassie and Eddie explain that Santa doesn't actually check this stuff, or Eddie uses it as proof that she's done nothing wrong ever. Definitely explains that Santa doesn't carry a fucking taser though. Of all the things he thought he'd have to explain, that was definitely not one of them that's for sure
Anyway, Roxy being confused about why you would lure some old guy into your house in the middle of the night with mince pies and carrots for reindeer. And wait what do you mean the reindeer fly???? And they pull a sleigh through the sky???? What the fuck?????? How???????? Ya girl is BAFFLED
#meteors au#meteors roxy#i don't really like putting Christmas into my stuff#it feels awkward to me so i never do that stuff now#i normally try and do a thing with magic vibes around december that's got nothing to do with christmas instead#like spirits that dance on a hidden lake on the longest night of winter#things like that!!!#fun!!!#so yeah I'll probably not do anything with this but imagine the funnies!!!!#imagine the sillies!!!!
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I was gonna put a Stan Brakhage quote here then I got rid of it at the last minute because I'm acting on my new years resolution which is to be less pretentious
#sekwar's art#artists on tumblr#the chameleon#my persona#light magic#one more before i leave for my christmas trip tomorrow#i had the idea a couple of hours ago. crazy how this stuff happens#2023 was an ok year for my art i guess. i might elaborate on that in another post.#that and i need a well-deserved tumblr detox lol#so with that have a merry christmas/happy holidays/whatever you celebrate#sekwar out!
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Didn't have "minor thing turns out to possibly be major car trouble" on my 2023 bingo card, but then the car is 15 year old. Maybe I should've been on my guard more.
#life stuff#four days before Christmas#are you kidding me#I've never had to get my car towed before#going back in a moment to see if the door will magically unlock#if not I'm out of luck
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#gingerbread cookies#baking time#milk and cookies#yummyinmytummy#delicious#sweet stuff#sweets#cookies#christmas cookies#christmas time#magical#chocolate#yummy yummy
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rrrrrrrrr im so frustrated with my writing. its just been weeks of struggle and whyyyy. idk i think i need to rework or rethink what im going for with this one or something, its like i can feel the threads of the themes i wanna do are sooo close to tying together but it just isnt quite reaching yet and so it reads like a stilted bland mess but the more i stare at it the further away it feels aaah
i know it can get there i kNOW it can, the ending and like aha moment is so cleaaaar that i think its almost too solid and thats why my beginning feels so fucked—like i just keep asking myself 'well if hes gonna get there in chapter 5, whats stopping him from getting there now in chapter 2??' i tHOUGHT i had reasons but now that im there i just keep instinctually writing him to have the connecting/realization moment anyway and like. if that's how it is then what even IS the story??? i need a break
#leaving for my parents for christmas tomorrow and while its always a little lowkey stressful there esp during holidays#itll be nice to at least have a different stress than this one for a few days lmao#mandatory writing break coming at a good time ig#anyway a lot of the real problem is that a big reason i wanted to write this fic is bc i wanted to explore tsukkis mental space during#the ball boy arc bc i feel like its an interesting transitional time for him in terms of like being after his big moment but then#he slightly regresses in that post match bathroom scene until yamaguchi sets him straight and like. i love just how furudate is showing#that growth isnt linear and so i wanna explore how tsukki would feel during the camp (which he didnt seem stoked to go to)#and in contrast with hinata who couldnt go but weasels in anyway and like how does tsukki deal with#that intensity of stupidity and passion in regards to how he feels about his own relationship to volleyball now#like i dont think its a straight line from blocking ushijima -> admitting yeah sometimes volleyball is fun#i think theres some wavering in there and oooo i wanna explore it but FUCK its hard??#why furudate why does tsukki deny extra practice the first night of rookie camp but accepts the second night??#i know why he accepts night 2 im excited abt that. i'm big time struggling with pinpointing why he says no night 1 in a way#that doesnt come off like 1 hes fully regressing 2 like im having him say no purely bc thats how it is in canon so magical ~plot reasons~#truthfully furudates reason is probably just 'was funny to have tsukki and kunimi say no in unison' and it isnt out of character for#tsukki to say no either but i also can feeeel it i can feeel the threads of a solid character developmental reason that will fit with#all the OTHER stuff im also trying to do lmao#i just need to piece it together in the right way in the right order and right emphasis#and its so cloooose rn but ugh it just feels wishwashy atm#and so. i struggle lmao#eesh anyway fun tag rant yay#heres to hoping not thinking about this for a week will help#x#....who wants to take bets on whether ill delete this later lol
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I HATE that we use American textbooks bc they’re frankly so irrelevant but especially today when the page was trying to make a point about Jackie Robinson and JFK having like monumental roles in their fields and like I’m sorry y’all but 3rd graders here understand so little about racism and segregation in the US as much as I’ve tried to expose them to it out of necessity bc of these books…
But IMAGINE trying to explain Catholicism vs. Protestantism to a group of 8 year olds who’d just learned what CHRISTIANITY is ten minutes earlier
(ended up oversimplifying it and saying that Protestants pray only to god and Catholics also pray to saints which like Big Oops but also kind of who cares they still don’t get it)
#lol they wanted to know about the context of Christmas so I had to tell them the basic rundown of the baby Jesus story?#that stuff is wild to me every year#in kindergarten I used to explain him as a ‘magic baby king’#text#teacherblogging
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Merry Chrysler from this little monster guy (featuring a couple of turtles)! ⛄
#oddly art#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rise of the tmnt#rottmnt#rottmnt oc#fanart#art#digital art#illustration#rottmnt leo#rottmnt donnie#merry christmas! this was only supposed to be a quick sketch lol#i have definitely adopted my self insert as my persona now bc i vibe so hard with the design#leo wants to jump on the bouncy magic thingy too XD#donnie is just there to observe bc thats his tech doing the magic-y stuff
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