#float (producer)

[buck1eys]

LOTR PEOPLE just thinking about a Possession AU where Éowyn and Faramir are PhD students at different universities researching this early medieval Old English text called Þāra Hringa Hlāford and they develop an academic rivalry about whether a certain two figures in the narrative were getting it on or not. This debate is much encouraged by a certain reincarnated Prof. G. L. Findel who knows an enemies to lovers moment when he sees one and gets them together for some field study

[snzyspencer]

Not sure if anyone would be into this but we were dissecting flowers in lab and I got some up close photos of pollen. Thought some people might want to see what’s really up there tickling peoples noses

[x-heesy]

Big Smile 😃 🫧

𝙵𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍

𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝?

𝚄𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚜

𝚄𝚙 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍

𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚘

𝙵𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍

𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝?

𝚄𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚜

𝚄𝚙 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍

𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚘

𝙵𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐

𝚆𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐

𝚃𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍

𝙱𝚊𝚌𝚔, 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗

𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎’𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍

𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍

𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍

𝙱𝚊𝚌𝚔, 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗

𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎’𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐

𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍

𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚘 @m-l-3 💃🏽 🕺🏼

Floating by Lealani

[rxttenfish]

it Happened Again

i swear at this point i need to just make a post explaining why sign language for deep sea animals just Doesn't Work in their given environment. because i keep seeing people trying to do that for inclusivity and it feels worse than just realizing that its probably not the best place for a spec evo species to focus exclusively on that.

or actually maybe i just need to make a post ranting about why the mermaids from Into The Drowning Deep are so bad and made no goddamn sense despite trying so hard to be hard spec evo

[redeyeballhat]

WIP of my marketplace den hehe.

[lesbiancarat]

someone liked one of my old toppdogg posts on my main and I was reminded that td originally had subunits called lion kingdom, knight kingdom, wizard kingdom, and dragon kingdom. and wizard kingdom was the dance/performance line so you may think oh cool! so the other units are probably like a vocal and rap line and maybe like a visual line or something and they just have fun names for them! but no. literally none of the other units had any meaning whatsoever. td originally had 13 members but dragon kingdom only had like 2 members in it. why. how are you gonna have a kingdom with 2 people. anyway it's not surprising that they had a half baked unit system that felt like an unfinished homework assignment bc the only thing the stardom ceo cared about was like laundering money and while he was in prison for said crimes he tried to launch a company that produces AI idols so it's not like he really cared about creative quality in the first place

[softmeetscreatureplz]

Here are some pictures from last weekend!

[buccellato]

since plants can seemingly make any matter, even down to complicated replications of flesh (like with the salmon sandwiches), would it be possible for them to replicate a human? Like, not an independent but just a 3D-printed human? 🤔🤔

[raurquiz]

#happybirthday #sandrabullock #actress #producer #Speed #WhileYouWereSleeping #ATimetoKill #PracticalMagic #ThePrinceofEgypt #HopeFloats #MissCongeniality #TwoWeeksNotice #Crash #TheLakeHouse #Infamous #TheProposal #AllAboutSteve #TheBlindSide #TheHeat #Gravity #Minions #Oceans8

[wurmwizzard]

Whats your favorite thing to draw? Not like a whole character, i mean really specific like a shape, body part, object, detail, etc

yes YESS I love this question, thank you! I think I go through periods where I hyper-obsess over a very certain detail and want to perfect it before I move on to the next thing. My work is Extremely detail oriented, which is sometimes a struggle bc I have to figure out how I want to draw EVERYTHING. Am I drawing a certain type of fabric? Well, time to focus on that Specific Texture I want to achieve!

With that said, I think I will certainly always love drawing hair and fur. I've always gotten lost in the details of fur and how dramatic and texture I can make it. That love and appreciation actually blossomed into my own creature, the "Jo"

these fellas started out as a random doodle playing with how I wanted to draw dark-colored fur and texture it!! Also, I was deeply inspired by Petscop at the time, and wanted to make a spooky tomogatchi-sim game i then subsequently forgot the existence of a few days later lol..

This of course also extends to my LOVE of drawing hair!! I always get excited when I get to finally block out the hair shape of a character, and them dive in to those juicy little details. I really want to work on trying different textures of hair in the new year, especially with my sweet goose lady Lucille and her green locs!

Now, as of recently, thanks to my freaky alien octopus lady, I've been obsessed with drawing huge, writhing masses of tenticles. With my new cepholpod aliens, I want to master the tenticle 🐙 I think I've gotten a good handle on them within the past few months as well:

So basically this is a very long, rambling way of saying I LOVE details haha I think my art definitely speaks that for itself.

[ravencromwell]

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.

[kevinhadez]

FLOAT By kevin Hadez™

kevin Hadez™ Previews a new song called Float inspired by Schoolboy Q's Float😎! but with a twist in delivery, with a bit of slurry and gloom feel to it.

hear for your self! and leave a comment.

[magicalcreeks]

okie my social battery is in the gutter and I’m tired asf so I’m going to finish contagion and probs reread SBs losing it arc bc why not. Also going to a concert tomorrow so I won’t be active until Tuesday eep.

Also, tumblr, review and approve my kon community pls and thank u I want to gather my moots in one collective space already

[lunastar92]

Bill's back as Pennywise!