#eventually everything connects

[serendipitygate]

Star stuff

"The cosmos is within us. We are made of star-stuff. We are a way for the universe to know itself." - Carl Sagan

[mafaldaknows]

Instagram: johnp.shanley

[dutchs-blog]

A lifetime together bounded no privacy and not a moment alone

[teacupsandcyanide]

Something I miss from earlier eras of the creative side of the internet was things just being unabashedly low-budget. Just all unashamedly amateur, unprofessional, ‘I don’t own a good camera but I have a story to tell you’, ‘I can’t afford a good mic but I have a song to sing for you,’ ‘I don’t have any kind of background in editing or lighting and I only just picked up this guitar last Tuesday but here’s an entire musical me and my friends wrote about our favourite book, we filmed it on a potato and put it up on YouTube in ten minute segments because we thought it was pretty funny.’

[mafaldaknows]

Time to bust out my favorite GIF

Friendship is magic 😉😏💚✨💙🌳🇮🇹😎

Would it be too bold to allow myself to assume that Tim, Ashton and Armie's visit at Luca’s was at the same time?? And what's more, I don't even dare to guess what they discussed!!! (something we've all been dreaming of for years!!) 💙 ❤️And what is the probability that both T and A visit Luca in the same summer and we are all presented with this information??? We all know very well that nothing is accidental with these guys!

No, it' s only imagination 🤭don' t be delusional!!! Jokes apart I don't know if this was in the same time but they visited him .

👇

"Franceschini "renovates" the splendid villa of director Guadagnino

The villa, for which the company received a contribution of 127 thousand euros from the Ministry of Cultural Heritage in 2021 to renovate, is a splendid country residence, a few kilometers from the capital, surrounded by greenery and surrounded by a large park with centuries-old trees. It is accessed from a fabulous avenue of almost 500 meters bordered by majestic cypress poplars rich in white truffles in symbiosis with the roots."

Thank you @zuzla33 to have found Ashton story ❤

And thank you @dancemonument and @candymay to have found and shared in July all this !!!👏

[piromina]

OVERANALYSIS OF THE BURNING SPICE UPDATE TRAILER BECAUSE YOU KNOW I HAVE TO

we open up like this. pretty ominous words ... and you wonder which one is the demon and which is the god. burning spice and golden cheese seem to be very similar, possibly the most parallels that one could draw from the ancients and their respective beasts.

And then we get this shot. Obviously it's showing the soul jam, but there are also some things behind it. One resembles a snake ... APOPHIS ANYONE? this has THE most Egyptian mythology symbolism ever. if golden cheese represents ra, which makes one hundred percent sense considering her kingdom and wealth and radiance and all that, and the fact that she resembles a falcon, then the snake on this wall HAS to represent apophis. it can't not. heck, in some versions of the story apophis was A FORMER SUN GOD. like crk def knows what they're doing.

there's also this tiger character ... nutmeg tiger I'm pretty sure? something like that. they seem to be under the influence of burning spice, as well as all the creatures around them. they seem to be at a higher "position" than all these other guys, though. maybe a willing host?

and there is this. this is really interesting. the fact that Golden Cheese is the one to say this is very intriguing. as far as we knew, the ancients had no knowledge that the beasts even existed until pure vanilla's trip. he wrote the letter to dark cacao, and it was all "you won't believe this - but the place called BEAST-yeast has BEASTS in it!!!" and dark cacao was equally surprised. they didn't know. they thought they were the first ever wielders of the soul jam. but golden cheese ... seems to know a bit more than she lets on to the rest of the group. and a bit more than us. what the heck is the spice swarm?

also, the return (and release) of smoked cheese!! man I missed this guy. he seems to be working with golden cheese in this shot, but then what was his little deal at the end of the first teaser about? it does make sense, though, that he would try to at least be against burning spice - his entire goal is to get the soul jam because he thinks the current wielders aren't worthy - but to me it seems like he might have his own third side in this battle. he'll probably convince both sides he's working with them, knowing this dude. he wants the power of abundance and destruction, a second half he knew nothing about, the ability to make a change in the kingdoms and the lives of everyone in them.

and these two images are probably the most interesting of them all. they seem to be part of some sort of ancient papyrus or prophecy or something like that. golden cheese is yelling about the "great destroyer." could it be possible he was some sort of legend in their kingdom, a prophecy just waiting to unfold? could golden cheese have known about this threat since the beginning? could the beasts' corruption have been inevitable from the start, written in the stars ... and could the witches have known about it?

[nightmarearian]

Done (heavy quotation marks) with monster Ody @evergreen292 ;)

tbh I couldn’t for the life of me pick a color palette I liked And Render it so I gave up on color. Enjoy the half assery.

Tbh I’ve just been call it Ithacan Naga, but it’s objectively it’s a mix of snake, owl/bird, and human. So 🤷.

Tbh the wings are supposed to be white/gray-brown, cause owls & Hermes, while his scales are supposed to be an oscillating scale from sea green-blue to purple-tinted gray. Uhm. Evidently that sorta didn’t happen but also did. So.

The purple/grayer scales are gonna be more around with the feathers and wings.

Those fin colors are. Too blue and too bright but I love the colors themselves so they’re staying for now.

Uhm. That’s it for now, ig. I’m sorta on a timer rn and I’m tired so <3

The writing bit with this is still in the works (😭)

[abyssal-ilk]

posting that sketch yesterday made me remember just how much i love my taashath so i did another doodle <3

[carpethedamndiemdejavu]

"The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be only the beginning." - Rebecca West

[carpethedamndiemdejavu]

Eventually everything connects.

[mafaldaknows]

Instagram: johnp.shanley

[dewinabsentia]

i like to think that no two quintessence ghouls are the same. obviously no two ghouls are carbon copies of each other, but what i mean is that no two quintessence ghouls have the same abilities. omega’s skills are tied to healing, alleviating pain, tending physical ailments. aether is more tied to sensing emotions and thoughts of those around him, how they mentally interact with the world. swiss, in what bit of quintessence he has, is tapped into the chaos of the universe clearly. no one quite knows where phantom’s quintessence lies just yet. there’s no doubt his element is ever present and strong, they all feel it with the slightest shared touch. but it just hasn’t identified itself quite yet. some ghouls have theories of what it could be, dew and swiss have a bit of a bet going with each other despite mountain’s caution of leave him be. of course it bothers phantom sometimes that he doesn’t have a hold on his element, much less an identity for it, despite the pack telling him it’ll come in due time. sometimes he prods at aether, asking again “are you sure you can’t sense it?” every time aether will shake his head with a soft smile, telling him “just be patient, bug.”

[askthekirbysquad]

hey wait a sec

[asurrogateblog]

sometimes the universe leaves little treats just for you personally. like "nick mason sends a sexy postcard that directly results in paul writing a song so embarrassingly mclennon-coded that they had to change the lyrics and release it under 10cc instead"

[mafaldaknows]

so today … Armie’s closest friend (who doesn’t work in the fashion business) was watching the IG posts of a fashion journalist from Paris … in real time … right when that guy and Timmy were at the same show … he just randomly chose it from his almost 5K following acc … pls explain …what are the odds

[chaos-has-theories]

Hunith leaned on her rake and watched as the car swerved into the driveway. It had barely come to a halt when the passenger door opened and Gwen climbed out. She looked tense. She was also drenched from head to toe. The hem of her jeans sagged, the rest of it looked damp and clammy. Her shirt must have dried during the drive home, but it had bits of seaweed stuck to it. Her hair was eighty percent frizz. When she saw Hunith at the fence, Gwen smiled unconvincingly, and sped towards her house just slow enough that it couldn’t be called a run. The driver’s door slammed loudly and Arthur came stomping around the car. He looked no better than Gwen: If anything, he was wetter than she had been. He didn’t even grab anything from the trunk, much less wait until he could lock the car. He just marched into the house and slammed that door behind him, too. Just as Hunith thought that scene couldn’t get any stranger, the back door opened and her son climbed out. The greeting died on her lips before it could escape. Merlin looked like a storm warning. Hunched shoulders, pursed lips, flashing eyes - oh, and he was wearing a dress. Not even a good dress. It was an oversized grey monstrosity and looked like it came from the garbage bin of a secondhand store. It was definitely not one of Hunith’s. Merlin had bunched it up at the hips in at attempt not to stumble over the long skirts, and he stomped past her and into the house with no sign that he had seen his mother at all. She could hear him all the way up the stairs, and then the slam of his bedroom door. Alright then. All the noise must have roused Gaius from his afternoon nap. He stuck his head out the door, looking exactly as bewildered as Hunith felt. „Was that Merlin?“, he asked. Hunith nodded. “And... a wig?” Another nod. „Hm.“ With a final puzzled look up the stairs, Gaius retreated to his study. Hunith turned back just in time to see Mordred clambering out like the smallest clown in the clown car. He was dry and dressed normally, but he was wearing an expression of utter defeat. With his towel held in front of him like a terrycloth shield he walked towards Hunith as if he’d much rather write a difficult math test. He dithered at the gate for a moment, and then met Hunith’s gaze only to sigh the world-weariest sigh she had ever heard. (Which was saying something. Hunith had lived with Gaius for most of her life, and would have previously named him world champion of sighing. Somehow this was still the most normal thing that had happened in the past ten minutes.) „My dads will pick me up in a few minutes“, Mordred told her morosely. „Can I wait here?“ „Of course“ Hunith hurried to say. „Do you want something to drink? Bal made cookies, if you want any. They’re in the kitchen.“ Mordred gave the door Merlin had stormed through a long, dubious look. „I think I’d rather wait out here.“ „Alright.“ Hunith watched as he settled himself on the doorstep, towel in his lap. With a deliberately casual air she picked up the shovel and continued weeding. „I probably don’t even want to know“ she said conversationally, „but what exactly happened at the lake?“ The child behind her made a noise like an upset mouse. „I don’t know“, he whined. „Merlin doesn’t tell me anything.“ Hunith looked over her shoulder to see Mordred scuff at the earth with his shoes, a frustrated expression on his face. „But I had to help Merlin put on a costume and Gwen and Arthur fell into the water and they both cried and everyone shouted and I think they broke up.“ „I see“, Hunith said faintly. That would fit with what she’d seen, but - she’d thought Gwen had broken up with Arthur a week ago? And anyway, none of this explained the costume, or really anything, but she’d decided to ignore that for now. „I’m sorry that happened. It sounds uncomfortable.“ „I’m sorry it happened too.“