#musing-11

[fanaticforlife]

Eleven & Amy | Parachute

One of the first ever doctor who fanvid I ever witnessed. I have been obsessed with them since then (as you might have observed through the last few months). My hyperfixation knows no bounds. Hence, a special dedication to this wonderful video (celebrating it's 13th year! ps. I feel old). THANK YOU @musing-11 !!!!

[tswiftupdatess]

Xunami Muse asked Taylor what perfume she was wearing at the VMAs last night:

X: You smell so good. What is that? T: Oh thank you! It's from Tom Ford!

(On September 11, 2024)

[expectiations]

I love that - thanks to one small line - their first kiss gives us a huge look at what kind of partner (and then later husband) the Eleventh Doctor is.

'What, that's it?'

First of all bear in mind from his perspective, yes they've gotten closer, but he's still suspecting that River might kill him sooner rather than later. It's understandable that some trust issues linger and thus he's still a bit quick with the casually dark (and cruel) demeanour.

River knows that. She knows where he is in his timeline. She knows that, despite how much he flirts with her (and he flirts with her A LOT), he is not her husband, not yet the man that loves her and he's not even the man that knows her. So why does his short goodbye confuse her?

Because this small line tells us that not only have they been dating (from his perspective) between DOTM and AGMGTW but they've been dating physically. To River, this short-fuzed ball of trust-issues is essentially not only her husband but also her actual boyfriend.

Meaning that the Doctor, before he became the doting idiot husband we saw in TATM/TNOTD and even before he knew who she was, never dropped her off after a date without at least (!) kissing her goodbye.

And I'm really putting the emphasis on never because River would otherwise not risk asking for a kiss, if there had been any doubt in her mind that this Doctor isn't a Doctor she had been dating. So what does that tell us?

Despite how much this fandom likes to paint the picture of the evil River who forced herself on the Doctor, she is never the one to initiate (physical) intimacy. She expected to be kissed, she expected the Doctor to kiss her because that's what the Doctor does. Husband or not.

And it's so ingrained in their relationship that even when he showed his honest confusion, River assumed he must be acting coy on purpose to get *her* to kiss *him* for once. And well it worked, intentionally or not, River complied because why wouldn't she? It's what they do.

Until of course she is forced to realise that it might not be what they do for much longer. This was his first kiss; so she might not see the boyfriend version of her Doctor very often from now on, if at all.

But ignoring all the insanely depressing angst of how that scene ended, yes we saw an end for River but we also saw where the Doctor's pre-AGMGTW dating spree and thus the affectionate idiot began because he makes it quite clear that he's up for more. (pun intended)

I wish we could've seen more of their time together. Unfortunately 98% of it happens off-screen but the point of this thread is to show that, even if most of it is off-screen, the show has made the nature of their relationship and the nature of the Doctor's feelings very clear. Moffat's writing style is quick-paced and certainly assumes that the audience isn't too stupid to keep up. (wonder how that worked out) And small lines like these contain so much vital information that, for some people, it's easy to overlook. But all we need to know is right there. The Eleventh Doctor dated River prior to AGMGTW, definitely prior to TWORS; they've been intimate for two hundred (!!!!) years from his perspective before he married her and he is the one to initiate that intimacy. That's all. 🥰

original post on X by @/eIevenriver (who writes the bestest Doctor x River threads ever)

[melverie]

There's actually something really inspiring and comforting about Solomon having been alive for who knows how long, having seen humanity at its worst over and over again, having suffered through pain and loss and fear and dread and any horrbile thing imaginable for probably centuries now, and yet not only does he still have faith in humanity as a whole, but he also keeps on saying with zero hesitation that yes, humanity is worth saving and yes, he will do anything it takes to do so

Like yes, we are truly wretched and awful. Yes, we're also filled with love and capable of being kind and compassionate. Yes, we are all deserving of life, no matter what

[iamnmbr3]

i hate that this is a controversial take but i don't find 9/11 jokes funny. making fun of the victims of a terrorist attack isn't edgy or amusing nor is it some sort of incisive intellectual political commentary. it's just pathetic and cruel.

and no. there is no excuse. ever. it's not ok to do it with victims of 9/11 or of any other terrorist attack. just like it's not ok to act like that about victims of any other horrific violence - whether it's a school shooting or a serial killer's murder spree etc.

people try to justify their cruelty in various ways but it's all lies. you're not critiquing US foreign policy. you could do that any time. but no. it's crickets from you the whole rest of the year until it's time to mock a day set aside to remember innocent victims of a tragedy. and then suddenly you've got lot's to say. that is not a policy critique. it's just vile.

and then you try to act like anyone who calls you on your behavior is stopping you from engaging in legitimate political discourse when that isn't what's happening. you're just a bully who is trying to use faux activist catchphrases to shield yourself when you got called out.

murder isn't funny. terrorism isn't funny. the death of innocents isn't funny. just like it's not funny when it's a school shooting.

it's not funny when it happens to people in Istanbul or in Riyadh. and it's not funny when it happens in New York either.

[apollos-boyfriend]

I’m sorry but it is SO fucking funny that your boyfriend is like a house design/interior design person and they’re also the one with a 9/11 themed bathroom. can we get a professional’s analysis of the bathroom from them

“i will say, um, i do feel like the furniture is at least um, modest and like, tasteful. unlike that other bathroom that someone responded with which is insane and had forks in the wall for decoration. um, i think that uh, the other bathroom is . . . [paused here for more happy home designing] uh, yeah, i think i already said it was insane. i don’t know, i feel like the decoration in my bathroom is clean and modern and i don’t think you would realize it’s a 9/11 bathroom when you first step into it. it took me forever. yeah i dunno. i feel like that’s . . . sufficient. it’s a bathroom it’s not like o can critique the furniture. though there mirror rattles loudly whenever the washing machine upstairs is turned on which is a little annoying.” - direct quote from the legend himself

[relicsongmel]

Do you guys ever think about Iris' blushing sprite?

Do you ever think that the first time we see it. is RIGHT AFTER she hears Phoenix use her real name for the first time?

Imagine loving a man. that didn't even know your REAL NAME until five years after you "broke up." Imagine that man loving you back despite him not knowing a thing about who you really are. And you're okay with that

Because you don't really like who you are anyway.

And once the illusion shatters and fate forces the two of you apart?

None of it matters anymore. If anything it's what you deserve for thinking you could live out your lie with no consequences. It's what you deserve for daring to try to find happiness in a world that has cast you and the people you love aside time and time again.

And then. When against all odds he blindsides you by entering your life again

You hear your name escape his lips. And in that moment you realize

Maybe being seen for who you really are isn't so bad after all.

Maybe. JUST MAYBE. With time. You could learn to finally drop your facade and live in earnest. To fight for what's right the way he told you he wanted to do.

And it shows on your face. It's shown by your rose-colored cheeks and a shy smile that's impossible for you to hide. And for the first time in several years

You don't feel like you need to.

[chicalepidoptera]

Day 11 of @vampirefest 's Bloody Valentine: For my muse

[sonofnyx]

DAMON ADDAMS, é filho de NYX do chalé NÚMERO VINTE E SEIS e tem TRINTA E UM ANOS. a tv hefesto informa no guia de programação que ele está no NÍVEL III por estar no acampamento há DEZESSEIS ANOS, sabia? e se lá estiver certo, DAMON é bastante DETERMINADO mas também dizem que ele é MUITO FRIO. mas você sabe como hefesto é, sempre inventando fake news pra atrair audiência.

biografia / playlist / conexões / aesthetic

⋆.˚ ☾⭒.˚ BACKGROUND;

Concebido a partir da união do Romaniano Andree Addams e da deusa Nyx, Damon Addams nasceu no dia 13 de Janeiro de 1998, na cidade de Cluj-Napoca, na Romênia, região histórica conhecida como Transilvânia. Foi onde passou grande parte de sua infância sendo criado por seus tios, pois seu pai partiu para os Estados Unidos da América atrás do sonho americano de uma vida melhor quando Damon tinha apenas três anos de idade. Os tempos passados junto de seus tios e primos não foram ruins, sua tia Catalina o tratava como se ele fosse um de seus filhos, seu marido era o típico pai ausente grande parte do tempo – por isso sua presença não importava na vida de Damon – e seus primos deixaram de ficar irritantes quando perceberam que o garoto não gostava de brincar nos gramados verdes que haviam por lá e não o importunavam mais para sair de casa junto com eles.

Essa parte tímida, reservada e reclusa da personalidade de Damon preocupava Catalina, que sempre deixava seu pai ciente das coisas que o menino fazia por meio de cartas e vice-versa, – sempre que sua tia recebia as cartas de Andree, ela nunca deixava de dizer o quanto o homem sentia falta do filho. Como da vez que Catalina descobriu Damon lendo livros no escuro total ou das vezes que ouvia o menino conversar sozinho a noite, ou com um amigo imaginário, como preferia acreditar.

Ao completar os oito anos de idade, Damon foi para os Estados Unidos, junto com um de seus primos mais velhos e já maior de idade, Sorin, o mesmo para ingressar numa universidade e Damon para passar a morar com seu pai. A mudança não foi fácil para o menino de oito anos, fuso horário e idioma diferente, escola diferente, ambientes e pessoas diferentes. Acostumado com seus primos para entreter à noite ao falar com e de seus amigos imaginários, como sua tia dizia, Damon sentiu-se ainda mais sozinho do que já era, mesmo com esses últimos ainda por perto. Por sorte tinha o rápido aprendizado e a habilidade da observação ao seu lado e não demorou muito a se adaptar às novas coisas.

De início sua relação com seu pai foi estranha e fria, não que ele tenha se sentido abandonado por algo que aconteceu cinco anos atrás e ele mal se lembrava, entretanto, o homem ainda era como uma estranha para si. Porém também não levou muito tempo até que se sentisse confortável com Andree por perto, ainda mais quando o homem parecia o entender bem e não estranhava seus hábitos noturnos e sua vontade de ficar na escuridão, como acontecia na antiga casa com seus tios.

Em seu aniversário de dez anos, seu pai lhe contou tudo sobre sua história, sobre sua mãe ser uma deusa e de como as outras pessoas não entenderiam e por isso esse fato devia ser o segredo dos dois e, por isso também, não demoraria muito para os dois se separarem novamente, pois em algum momento Damon teria que ir para um lugar mais seguro e onde haveriam crianças como ele. Isso fez com que o garoto se interessasse pela mitologia grega ao qual lhe deu origem e passasse a valorizar mais o tempo com seu pai, que não o estranhava e o incentivava a treinar suas habilidades, longe de olhos mortais obviamente.

As criaturas estranhas lhe perseguindo e destruindo partes diferentes de seu colégio não eram um grande empecilho em sua vida, já que nunca fora um aluno exemplar por causa de seu TDAH, então ganhar o título de “trouble maker” solitário e ser suspenso várias vezes não era um problema – nem afetavam suas boas notas, já que sempre se esforçava para aprender as matérias sozinho ao ler os livros. O problema foi quando, já com seus quinze anos, Manticoras resolveram atacar sua casa. Com muito esforço, Damon conseguiu distrair as criaturas para que seu pai fugisse para segurança. Depois de muitas horas e muitos ferimentos, as bestas mortas, conseguiu se encontrar com Andree e sugerir para que o mesmo voltasse para Romênia, mesmo que temporariamente, para sair da zona de perigo, pois não queria colocar a vida do pai em risco. Andree não se opôs muito a ideia e lhe instruiu ir para Long Island, dizendo que lá haveria um lugar seguro para si; após ambos arrumarem as malas, Andree se despediu de Damon com um beijo na testa e cada um foi para um lado.

Chegando em Long Island, Damon foi recepcionado calorosamente por Harpias, fazendo com que o filho de Nyx corresse para o lugar mais escasso de população o possível para que não colocasse a vida de mais ninguém em risco. Damon foi encontrado e levado quase inconsciente para o acampamento Meio Sangue por um sátiro, após esgotar toda sua energia para destruir as criaturas e se manter vivo por uma semana inteira enquanto vagava as florestas de Long Island sem ter para onde ir.

⋆.˚ ☾⭒.˚ PERSONALIDADE;

Damon tem a típica personalidade de um filho de Nyx; quieto, distante e reservado. Por ser frio e calculista, tende a pensar muito antes de tomar decisões e fazer algo; é impulsivo apenas em situações de vida ou morte, para se proteger ou proteger pessoas que julga importantes para si. Observador, tende a notar pequenos detalhes e coisas que acontecem ao seu redor, o que é uma grande vantagem para estratégias quando está em campo – porém por ter pouco tato com sentimentos e vida em sociedade, não percebe muitas coisas desses campos. Tem muita dificuldade de confiar e se abrir com os outros por ter sido sempre muito sozinho e, também, devido as pessoas sempre terem sido hostis ou mantido distância de si por causa de sua aura assustadora – de filho de Nyx. Mas isso não significa que Damon seja desprovido de emoções.

⋆.˚ ☾⭒.˚ PODERES;

Ubracinese - Solidificação de Escuridão: é o poder de solidificar escuridão, sombras e trevas. Damon pode tornar qualquer matéria baseada em escuridão ou sombra em algo físico, podendo usa-la como membros extras, como braços e mãos, ou ferramentas, armas e armaduras, podendo danificar objetos e ferir pessoas com uma certa facilidade, além de poder ser tão duro quanto aço ou até mais ou ser flexível, de acordo com sua vontade. Por ser filho da personificação da Noite, seus poderes ficam um tanto enfraquecidos durante o dia e Damon se cansa mais rápido ao usá-los, diferente de quando os usa à noite, que é quando fica mais forte.

⋆.˚ ☾⭒.˚ BENÇÃO;

Érebo já vinha observando Damon desde quando sua irmã havia lhe dado a luz; após o garoto descobrir suas raízes, sua devoção e respeito por sua irmã já lhe garantiram diversos pontos positivos com o Deus, porém o primordial passou dar mais atenção ao rapaz quando o mesmo teve sucesso em recuperar e devolver seu item mágico, o Chicote de Érebo, garantindo-lhe a bênção da Aura Assombrosa. Benção essa que concedeu a Damon pois notou que, há alguns anos atrás, o rapaz utilizou de sua umbracinese para parecer maior e mais ameaçador enquanto lutava contra as Manticoras para salvar seu pai.

Benção de Érebo - Aura Assombrosa: Apenas com a sua presença em um combate, o ambiente começa a esfriar, escurecer e enfraquecer efeitos quaisquer que gerem luz e esperança.

⋆.˚ ☾⭒.˚ HABILIDADES;

Sentidos aguçados e agilidade sobre-humana.

⋆.˚ ☾⭒.˚ ATIVIDADES;

Instrutor de Meditação e participante do Clube de Artesanato.

⋆.˚ ☾⭒.˚ ARMAS;

Espadas Curtas Duplas — Moon&Stars: feitas de ferro estígio, Damon usa duas espadas curtas em cada mão. Treinado desde novo, e devido à sua agilidade sobre-humana, o estilo de Damon com ambas as espadas curtas parece quase que como uma dança.

[spn-fanfic-reblog-writes]

“No,” Castiel disagreed coming around the table leashing his hand around Dean’s wrist and practically dragging him to Dean’s bedroom. He shut the door and turned to face a stunned-into-silence-Dean. “No, Dean,” he moved into his personal space and began unbuttoning his shirt. “You…” he kissed the cut on Dean’s lip and a flutter of grace warmed Dean’s lip, healing the injury.

Dean swallowed at the innocent kiss and heal, eyes remained on his best friend.

“..did not deserve it,” the Angel kissed the cut next to Dean’s left eyebrow, warmth flooding and soothing the now once split skin. “You did what you…,” Castiel proceeded to kiss Dean’s left bruised cheek applying soothing warmth into his Hunter’s skin and muscle healing the injury he made on contact, all the while continuing to unbutton Dean’s shirt. “…thought was right at the time, Dean,” he removed the ice pack from Dean’s hand, threw it behind him blindly, and placed another healing kiss on the bruise at the left corner of his lip.

Dean nearly came out of his daze until he felt Castiel’s barely-there-kiss upon his lips and the warmth lingered, tingling on his skin, as emotions overwhelmed the righteous man.

“You acted with the knowledge available,” he kissed the bruised jaw, washing away with healing grace from his warm lips. The Angel pushed the open shirt off his shoulders and pulled Dean’s undershirt above his head.

The hunter easily allowed the removal, remaining in silence, heart racing and hoping for another kiss, healing or not.

Castiel’s piercing blue eyes skimmed Dean’s bare, bruised chest. His brow furrowed at the damage he caused. “Dean,” he whispered, leaned forwar, and placed another healing kiss on this beautiful soul’s collarbone, lingering a moment longer than before. He looked up through his own dark eyelashes at Dean’s brilliant, green eyes brimming with tears that watched his every movement. “Being wrong does not mean punishment, Beloved,” Castiel placed another warm and healing kiss next to his right nipple, lingering again. His grace lingered a moment more as well before he moved to lay a kiss upon a dark, large bruise on his right lower abdomen.

He straightened back out facing the man before him and continued, “It means, my love, learning to do better next time.” He took Dean’s jaw in both his hands, closed his eyes, and placed a gentle kiss upon Dean’s lips.

Dean forgot how to breathe. He felt sweat forming on his scalp, his heart pounding in his chest, his blood roared on his ears, and Castiel’s lips against his. Tears flowed without permission down his cheeks. His body finally at his command: he grabbed the Angel’s shoulders and brought him closer, touched chest to knees, and he tilted his head changing the chaste kiss into a heartfelt one.

[I blame @tedrakitty for the inspiration and their inspirational muse catnip. It works too well. You know I really love you.]

[malevolent-muse]

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[expectiations]

I still find it funny that people call eleven a "deadbeat husband" and their marriage "toxic" but twelve is the "perfect husband" and their marriage "wedded bliss" all because of the few moments we'd seen between 11 and River were them being "toxic". yes of course! let's ignore how the minisodes show how that description isn't true and even how little moments in the episodes themselves – "what? that's it?" (why haven't you kissed me goodbye? are you being sly on purpose so I'd kiss you first?) and "they wouldn't bury my wife out here" and the music room is the heart of the home and it's not a ghost story, it's a love story – show 11 cared and put in the work and yes, they're going to have disagreements like the ones in TATM because duh who doesn't but it does not mean it is the entirety of their relationship but people have taken it and made it the entirety of their relationship.

[vagabond-umlaut]

[mysterionrisez]

seeing like 2009-2012 south park content is always so surreal to me. i wish i was there.

[apollos-boyfriend]

Also. Horrifying realisation. Ticci Toby was 17 when his creepypasta took place. He is older than the majority of Slender Mansion. Whuh.

ITS SO. the fact that he’s like 17 and one of the oldest members is so funny to me. from the usual lineup he is in the top 5 for oldest members. top 3 even if you’re a stickler and don’t count tim and brian due to them not actually being proxies. slender “mansion” be for real. that place was a fucking K-12