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[sw4mp-c0rp3s]

hajime my beloved <3

og sillie and yea)

[patchespremium]

Ngl I would do this. I just enjoy being around Ingo in Legends Arceus<3

Inspired by the drawing trend of drawing this (so feel free to draw your own!!)

[veilstricken]

For anyone who wants to experience the Solas romance (again or for the first time) before DA:TV and doesn't want to go play the game all the way through again, I uploaded it for a friend of mine.

[tacticalhimbo]

pov: me after posting about tumblr's survey and providing "hot take" opinions on their levels of content moderation

[astro-nautics]

Thanks @elmonstro for the tag! ✨

Three ships:

Gerlion, from The Witcher. This ship is one of the things me and my boyfriend bonded over when we first met & has a special place in my heart because of it. Also it's just a ship that has so much meat to it. My two favourite characters to smack together for sure.

Rook/John from Far Cry 5. I'm allowed to have a toxic little ship, as a treat. I think the implications of them being together are hilarious & then there's also so much potential for tragedy.

Astarion/whoever will treat him well. Listen, I only got into Baldur's Gate 3 2ish days ago through youtube videos and it'll be a good while before I can actually get the game (depending on when it goes on sale), but that fucked up spiteful little vampire/a healthy relationship is something I really enjoy seeing.

First ship: Naruto/Sasuke from Naruto LMAO

Last song: Particles by Nothing But Thieves

Last movie: Lakka showed me clips last night from the recent fnaf movie but if we're only counting full ones, The Monkey King (2015)

Currently Reading: Witcher: The Time of Contempt; and technically a whole lot of other books that are on the backburner rn because college and such

Currently watching: Baldur's Gate 3 clips on youtube 😔 its for research!!

Tagging: whomever wants to do it ✨

[saintlioncourt]

the NFL playing Judith by A Perfect Circle is wild

[whatifitis]

♡ Pack It Up - CL 16 ♡

SMAU FUCK U TUMBLR AND THE PICTURES PER POST

this is paht 2, paht 1 is here <3

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deuxmoi

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deuxmoi Tom Blyth spotted getting close to his co-star, Emily Bader, after a night on the town. 

📷 @/backgrid_usa

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User56 so.. Do yall feel stupid now?

↳ User23 a little…

↳ User12 Okay but how could we not think Tom and Y/n were getting back together? The evidence was stacked

↳ User90 there was no evidence 😭 yall are just stupid and read into things too much

User68 my husband is cheating on me 😱

User77 I hope yall apologize for the way you treated y/n during all this

↳ User33 FR! Like this could’ve seriously taken a toll on y/n and charles relationship. I mean there hasn’t been a peep from either of them since all this shit started. 

↳ User87 do you guys think they actually broke up? /gen

↳ User31 honestly the chances are quite high considering the circumstances

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charles_leclerc 

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charles_leclerc Mon coeur, there are simply no words to say how much I love you and how in love I am with you. Your humor, kindness, and honesty are something I adore so much. I will forever be grateful to have even met you, let alone get to spend my life with you. There is no life without you. Thank you for loving me through everything. I’m in love with the world through the eyes of this girl. 

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y/n_l/n my favorite person in the whole world. thank YOU for loving me through everything. you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love you forever

francisca.cgomes hurt her ever and you’re chopped liver 

↳ charles_leclerc i only intend on loving her til my last breath

↳ pierregasly Enough with the poetry speaking, it’s creepy and makes me look bad

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f1gossippofficial

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f1gossippofficial uh oh, seems as if Mr. Snow was just playing y/n 🤔 the cold hearted snake was spotted making out with his co-star AND there’s talk of him sending messages to his friends about wanting y/n back so that he could “trick that stupid bitch into thinking she’s loveable”. He also was heard speaking ill about our beloved y/n and stating that she was “talentless” and that he should’ve never wasted his time on someone so “boring”

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User29 what a fucking twat honestly

User53 and here i thought he was one of the good ones 🤧

↳ User77 hate to break it to you, babe. but there’s no good ones

↳ User53 true true

User44 yall really didnt listen to ‘complex’ and it shows

User84 the picture is sending me 💀

User20 TOM BLYTH I WILL FUCK YOUR MOM AND FUCK U UP I HOPE YOU STUB YOUR TOES AND THAT BOTH SIDES OF YOUR PILLOW ARE ALWAYS MICROWAVE WARM 😡😡🤬🤬🤬🖕🖕🖕🦶🦶🦶🦶🫵🫵🫵🫵

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y/n_l/n

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y/n_l/n thank you so much to f1 for inviting me to perform for the race this weekend! it was so much fun and i LOVED being able to perform my new song ‘call it what you want’ for the first time! (it will be out friday!). I also wanna thank the crowd for joining me in singing happy birthday to the love of my LIFE. this weekend was amazing and i will cherish these moments forever <3

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charles_leclerc Not only do I have the hottest gf ever, but I have the sweetest one. I don’t deserve you, truly. You’re my angel

↳ y/n_l/n what can i say 🤷 im just smart as hell (and so very in love with you)

pierregasly STOP RAISING THE BAR PLEASE IM JUST A MAN ↳ francisca.cgomes 😘 i love my balding bf

[balrogballs]

elf speed-portraits part 1

nerdanel - 25 minutes.

graphite, i went over her hair with a red marker

rendered relatively swiftly, i even had five minutes left over to do a little pattern around her. convenient queen.

took me barely any time to find her little smile. she really said “i will not make your life difficult, balls my beloved”

leave your lover, leave him for me

fëanor – 32 minutes.

the man is one of my top five blorbos but he has displayed classic fëanorian behaviour and proved IMPOSSIBLE to pin down proportions in a timely manner to the point i had to take two extra minutes or else i’d leave him entirely bald at the top and he’d idk come eat me in my sleep or some shit. spider ass mf.

i was so annoyed with this i had to slap down a bunch of cute headcanons or else i would have taken this and just eaten the paper like a cow.

attempted fëanorian inventiveness by using charcoal, a medium still very new to me that i take forever to render anything with. much like the time fëanor tried to invent anal beads, the experiment in speed failed completely.

i want to kick his ass.

i am trying to get better at rendering faces fast because i take 2-3 hours for every decent portrait, so have decided to practice by drawing elves in 30 minutes (or, if you’re like fucking fëanor, 32 minutes). feel free to suggest your blorbo and i will add them to the list ✨ these were suggested by @erendur @astral-aromance @sallysavestheday

[impossiblenightmarenerp]

Watched Wizard of Oz with @messilymoonlit recently and it jump-started a long dormant obsession for this movie and all its spin off media. So here's a bunch of art I've done since then. (it's mainly TinCrow stuf akjgfkjhasdgfkj)

First a lil drawing I did of the two of them post book one of WoZ. They're holding hands here but I cannot draw that so I hid it hehe)

Designs of everyone (but pre me giving my Tin Man hair because drawing him bald looked off to me.)

Page of doodles + the og sketch of the main image. I sketched Scarecrow in blue specifically because that's The Munchkins fav color.

I wanted to do a lil thing with all of them with their lines from their songs from the movie <3 The lines say:

"If he only had a brain". "If he only had a heart", "If he only had the noive"

More doodles of em. Second image says "Tincrow my beloved"

Silly goofys of the two.

First image:

Scarecrow: That new heart of yours sure does beat!

Tin Man: Mmmhmm! Yup! [Ba dum (x3)]

Second image:

Tin Man: Where's all that teasing about my heart now, Scarecrow? [Ba-dump (x2)]

Matching pfps that I may finish one day

[moodymisty]

can I request something happy for Lorgar? maybe reader reaffirming her love for him and he just gets hearteyes and its just cute. if you don't want to do that, just anything positive. pls. ya'll torturing this poor bald man. MERCY LMAO

Author's note: Ignore the fruit/apple symbolism in this tehe ;3

Relationships: Lorgar/GN!Reader (there is one mention of the word dress however)

Warnings: none

Your dress flows as you jump, hand reaching upward towards the sky. Lorgar watches from a balcony not far away, looking down at you.

The fruit is just out of your grasp. You keep jumping to try and smack it, even attempted to climb the tree. In a bit of a cruel way, he finds your struggle amusing. It's so simple, and for a moment he wonders if other men find even the most monotonous things their beloveds do as enthralling as he does.

Serfs pass by and watch curiously as you attempt to pull at the branch, but it's too strong for you to weigh it down. Though not moments later, your savior arrives.

Lorgar doesn't recognize the Word Bearer, merely that they are somewhat fresh to the legion; Their armor is fresh and face somewhat young. The curious marine comes closer and presumably asks what you're doing, his brothers hanging back and watching. You point to the branch and explain your predicament while Lorgar leans against the railing.

The marine to Lorgar’s surprise grasps the branch with his hand and weighs it down, letting you pluck two fruits before letting it snap back upward. You smile and him and he leaves to continue on his duties, and you walk away from the tree.

Lorgar lingers for awhile afterward. He wonders where you're going to enjoy the literal fruits of your labor; Though not all your labor. One of his sons assisted and he is glad they've softened their opinion on you. Especially the younger ones.

"Lorgar!"

Your soft voice pulls him out of his contemplation, and you hold the fruit in your hand. One you've bitten into, the juice on your lips that drips down the corner of your mouth, while the other is untouched.

It’s sinful, dare he say. You indulge so freely and unknowingly.

"I got one for myself but, would you like the other?"

He smlies at you, golden tattoos shining in the evening sun. Yours shine as well- the few on your hand you’ve gotten so far, delicate and beautiful. He never has the words to describe- ethereal, perhaps.

"Of course, but only if you stay with me."

You place the fruit in his hand which becomes dwarfed by his size, and laugh.

"That was my plan, even without the fruit. I just happened to pass by and see the tree was in bloom."

Lorgar takes a bite, enjoying the sweet taste while standing here with you. He takes a knee, reaching his other hand out to grasp your own and brush over the top of it with his thumb. You stop eating and lose your smile.

“You’re leaving tomorrow, right?”

Lorgar nods. You purse your lips and look away for a moment, taking a bite.

“It feels like you only just got back, I’m going to miss you.”

Lorgar eats the last of his fruit, before using that now free hand to cup your jaw and gently turn your face back to him.

“My love, there is no words to describe how much I miss you when I leave you here.”

He leans in, pressing his lips to yours.

Your kiss tastes like fresh fruit, saccharine sweet. Your lips are soft and inviting, and he finds himself pulled in more than a man of his ken should ever be wavered. The gentle moan you make as you press closer, greedily asking for more, Lorgar would oblige if he was a weaker man pulled astray by fruit as sweet as you.

His lips pull away from yours with a soft pop, and he sees that sweet nectar still in the corners of your mouth. You smile and lean into his palm.

“Before you go, can you read to me one last time?” Lorgar smiles, his face warm and inviting.

“Of course.”

[aluminumneedles]

The Great Knitted Christmas Gifts Bonanza of 2024

(Working title)

Besties and beloved mutuals, welcome to the chaos.

This will be wacky. Zany. Incredibly boring at times and possibly excessively dramatic for no reason at all except my (and hopefully your) amusement. We will laugh! I will cry! We will perhaps commiserate over things and also I will aggravate my carpal tunnel! I will ask for advice on things I don't know how to do! I will make polls because audience participation is enrichment for me! Good shit good shit let's get started

At the time of writing it is September 18, 2024, also known as 98 days before Christmas Eve, which will heretofore be known as The Deadline™️. I have, at present, four family members for whom I am making gifts. Now you may be thinking "Kay, that's only four people. That does not warrant a big post." But I'm making one anyway so here we goooo

PERSON #1

Mom. I already decided on my mom's gift, she's getting a shawl. It's my first shawl and I'm kinda geeked about it. It's the Cosmos Textured Knit Wrap from Mama in a Stitch

(photo taken from Mama in a Stitch's website I hope that's ok??)

Yarn is Red Heart worsted weight acrylic in Royal. Now here's the situation: I haven't made a wearable with acrylic yarn in awhile and I wasn't a huge fan of how it felt last time. But I know people do it literally every day, so: when the time comes I will be soliciting advice on how to make it soft and comfy. Plus I hate blocking and I'm gonna have to block this so yay growth!!

PERSON #2

My sister. Adorable, likes a pastel, super long hair, so I was thinking...scrunchies? And then I was thinking scrunchies are not necessarily on the level of gift I was aiming for so I thought...scrunchies + matching leg warmers (babydoll goes to the gym sometimes so i thought it would be cute)? And then. AND THEN. Was scrolling Pinterest instead of sleeping and I found these!!!

Now there are pros and cons

Pros:

I have been wanting to knit lace

I have been wanting to knit socks

Cons:

I have no experience knitting lace or socks

Oh well f*ck it we ball! Will still try to match the scrunchies to the socks. Send thoughts/prayers/advice/yarn recs, because idk what I am doingggg

PERSON #3

My brother. So, at the first of the year I started knitting a blanket kind of just because--I really liked the pattern and I wanted the feeling of starting something new in the new year. In April I decided it would be a gift for my boyfriend at the time, in May it became too hot to knit with wool, and in July the relationship ended. My brother has expressed interest in a blanket from the same pattern and has offered to take this one off my hands. I'm about 3/4 of the way done. Should be an easy gift, right? Maybe I'll throw in a matching pillow?

However, I once promised to make him this sweater:

(image snagged from the MomentsinTwine Etsy shop)

I bought the pattern, I bought the yarn, and I never delivered. (I started it and frogged it twice because my gauge was so so off.)

So uhhh PLEASE do the poll I need help deciding. Yarn would probably be a golden yellow wool blend, because that is the color he wanted 3 years ago and if I ask for an updated color choice he'll know what I'm working on 😭

PERSON #4

My dad.

Y'all.

I have no idea what to do for this man. He is a very classic "I don't want anything" person, and I am a classic "Must. Give. Gift." person. So already, times are tough!! What am I supposed to knit this man???

So I was thinking slippers-- I found a pattern for Woodland Loafers on Ravelry (pattern by Claire Slade) and I thought they were adorable. But then I was thinking why not make a whole, like, cozy care package? So I thought slippers, mug rug + mug cozy, maybe something else? He likes music, he likes to relax and watch his lil shows, he likes M*rvel?? Open to so many suggestions babes.

So...yeah. That's the show. I'll update as I go along, and if you're ever curious about how things are going or want to bully me about not making progress, please nudge me!! Sorry this was so long okay bye

[wishchip106]

Hey Hey Wish! Reading through your silly little asks so I'm asking one of my own! (AKA beating up anxiety one ask at a time oh yeah)

Anyway! Question: Have you seen X-men '97. I still need to watch the OG 90s cartoon (its going to take so long but I will be strong) but I watched 97 and not only is objectively good the Cherik backstory it gives??? Ough, it is gay. Very Gay <3

I love old man yaoi that breaks all of canon all at once but shh its a superhero soap opera.

<3! Sry if this is long!

i have seen xmen 97! 😁😁 i have also seen 92 as well 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

despite some…flaws… i still really liked it 🤩 the animation was very nice and i jumped for joy when my beloved bald freak showed up in his ugly space outfit

the cherik backstory is honestly my favorite part in this whole show aurhegsh

i definitely recommend watching the original show i really liked it 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ i’d say it’s worth the effort but thats just me

[sol-consort]

Yeah, hi me again, dragon age girl. Unfortunately I have to tell you that I think I wanna squirt straight on that bald dude's head, even though I'm 128% sure it's gonna end badly because I was watching edits of them (and accidentally spoiled myself I'm pretty sure😐) and they're all angsty so I think he's gonna betray me in some way. But oh well, I love a doomed lovers moment. I can't wait to complain and cry about it later.

"I wanna squirt straight on that bald dude's head" - Anon, 2024.

When I tell you this line alone convinced me to go install the game and try it out because there is no way boiled egg of a man could ever pull this tremendously

And oh.

Oh.

Was I wrong.

I never thought I liked assertive passive-aggressive men until now...damn. The way he so causally takes your hand and does what he does. No explanation. Eggboi kinda hot.

But then, out of the corner of my eye, I glimpsed the most amazing perfect pair of tits to ever exist, and my brain did a complete factory reset.

FORGET BALDIE BASICS I WANT HIM I WANT TO SUCK ON HIS—

God. What a big juicy personality. I bet his heart is just as massive. They're staring at me, I just can't stop looking. Don't ask me what colour anything is idk man his eyes were purple maybe uhhh milk

BUT ALSO...also there is the hot ruggish knight woman whom I want to protect me and carry me to safety in her arms <3 also let me ride her thigh, the armour stays ON during smooch sex.

Lastly, my toxic trait is that I simply cannot play a game without creating the most gorgeous barbie-esque doll of a character. Pretty ladies all around! Brown hair my beloved. I clearly have a type but shhh

LOOK AT HER MY HEART CAN'T TAKE IT. My pretty doll! My bratz girlie!! A snotty noble human who's completely ignorant of the way of the world but thinks she knows it all + doesn't want to be here and would rather be back home in her privileged cushy life sipping on margaritas in pool parties, but forced to be the hero against her will. So she pretends to care and says what others want to hear.

I plan for her not to take anything seriously until the realisation of how dire this situation is, all the deaths and tragedies, make her have a change of heart and actually tries to help and save others. Becoming more jaded with time and losing that innocent naivety and arrogance.

Oh and double blade rouge bc dagger go swoosh swoosh aka she doesn't wanna carry a sword (it might break a nail) and never cared much for bows (splinters might make her fingertips calloused) and can't do magic for shit (magic?? HERESY! BURN THE WITCH NOW <- most normal aristocratic family teaching)

Sp daggers/theif bc she may or may not have used to lock pick her mother's sweets box as kid to steal candy, but we don't talk about that...or how the dress she's wearing rn is her older sister's, she took it from her closest without permission. Aka, why the blood splatters are okay with her.

[ashley-slashley]

The Times You Fell in Love with Indiana Jones

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chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6

rating: M/mature

warnings: cussing, Sigmund Freud

word count: 1,501 (unfinished)

chapter 6: The one where you and Indiana spend time with his father

     Ferndale, New York, USA, 1936

     Father’s Day. One of Indiana’s least favorite times of year.

We pulled into the driveway of a white two story house, my beloved gripping the steering wheel for dear life. “It’s ok, honey. If he starts something, I’ll kick his ass” I patted Indiana’s shoulder lovingly, “it’s not that.” he said. He explained that he’s not looking forward to whatever absurd questions his dad will ask and fearing the worst possible outcome of the situation. Granted, Indiana’s convinced himself that he doesn’t give a shit about what his dad thinks of him considering their many years of distance. I, for a fact, know that’s absolute bullshit. Why else would he be shitting bricks at the idea of me meeting his dad in person?

     Indy got out of the car and opened my door for me, I took his hand and we walked to the porch together. I could sense the essence of my boyfriend’s life being drained from him, this time, however, he wasn’t under the influence of demonic forces or a cult. From what he explained to me, I can understand why he’s acting weird about this.

He took a deep breath before knocking on the door.

Knock. Knock.

We heard footsteps from behind the door.

I glanced at Indiana again. I don’t think I’ve seen him this on edge before.

He hasn’t blinked once since we stepped up here. His vision burned into the doorknob.

The doorknob turned.

The door opened to reveal a tall, balding man with glasses and wearing a suit.

     “Junior!” he said while giving Indy a hug. Indiana reluctantly patted the man on the back, “hi dad”. So this is Henry Jones, Sr. He seems like a normal guy.

“And who’s this?” Henry, Sr. smiled at me, I slowly looked at Indy. “Dad” my beloved spoke, “this is my girlfriend” he introduced me. The “Boogeyman” of my relationship said something along the lines of it being wonderful to finally put a face to my voice. I guess Indy wasn’t really that descriptive of me when talking to his dad, but alright. Our host gestured us to enter the house, I’m trying not to see this as playing out like a gothic horror where the protagonists are guests at a haunted or mysterious castle, someone gets possessed, and then almost everyone dies tragically throughout the story. Granted, I don’t think that will happen considering how Indy explained his dad’s life long obsession with the holy grail and looking for it.

We were led to the living room, and took our seats on the couch. Henry Sr. taking a seat in a comfy chair across from us. “So how was the drive up here?” he was still smiling. I don’t get it, Indy described him as “Attila the professor” when I first asked about his dad, but I don’t see any malice or bloodthirst from him. It’s still odd that he’s smiling. My beloved recounted our trek here, meanwhile I just stared at our host. How does one talk to their boyfriend’s father?

     “Did Junior ever tell you how and why he started going by Indiana?” Henry Sr. asked. “No sir, I never thought to ask since I thought whatever explanation I could think of would be more amusing than whatever the truth might be” I said while sitting up as straight as humanly possible, hands delicately folded in my lap. Indy shot me a confused look, how was I supposed to explain that I thought something weird or insane happened in the state of Indiana or something about the state of Indiana impacted him so much he started going by it rather than the name on his birth certificate and other legal documents. “At age 6 or 7, he began calling himself Indiana. His full name is Henry Walton Jones, Junior.” the elderly man explained, “we had a malamute dog named Indiana. Junior here decided he liked the dog’s name better.”

I snickered at this. “That’s adorable! ” I genuinely smiled, “if it makes you feel any better he hasn’t legally changed his name to Indiana. His driver’s license and other forms of identification still have his birth name on them.” Then Henry Sr. returned the smile, ok one point towards making a good impression on my boyfriend’s kinda estranged father. I asked what Indy was like as a kid. It was in that moment I realized I had opened Pandora’s box. I didn’t expect a whole expose on my boyfriend on the way here, I really wanted to whisper “I’m so sorry” into Indy’s ear, but my instincts told me not to. I instead reached for Indy’s hand and squeezed it tight. Sadly I do not know morse code, so I can’t squeeze “I’m sorry” in morse code.

     The event Henry Sr. decided to start with in terms of Indy’s life, besides his name, is, wait for it, when Indiana was around a year old and learning to walk. No, my beloved didn’t decide it would be a wonderful idea to walk into oncoming traffic and possibly get trampled by a horse or fall into a storm drain. “HE DID WHAT ?” I didn’t intend to shout but it came out that way. Yes, my boyfriend, when he was around a year old, somehow managed to get onto the roof of the house. I held my face in one of my hands and looked at Indy, “why are you like this?” I laughed. 

     The next piece of lore he dropped was the time Henry Sr. quoted The Odyssey to Indy. Indy failed to understand the reference, and as punishment he was forced to eat an entire clove of garlic every day until he got the reference. I just blinked at that one. How does one react to that? Didn’t his mom say something like “honey that’s really fucking weird, it’s going to be virtually impossible for his breath to not reek of garlic. If he yawns, he’ll probably kill everyone within a 30 mile radius”? “That’s…. interesting ” I said as politely as possible.

At this point, I genuinely don’t know what to expect from this visit.

     To follow up that weird story, I was told of the time when a six year old Indiana was forced to kill a rat in the basement. No, not for some weird Satanic ritual. All because Jones Sr. apparently has a phobia of rats. Didn’t ask his wife to get rid of the rat, he asked his six year old son to. And I thought my relatives were weird. Couldn’t he have sent the dog into the basement to kill the rat? Because then the dog could dispose of the rat. Granted there’s a risk of the dog contracting some illness or disease carried by rats, but it’d be overall safer for a dog to take care of it than a six year old. Indiana has stayed silent this entire time.

     Sadly that wasn’t even the, in my opinion, weirdest piece of trivia my host casually talked about.

When visiting Vienna, Austria around 1909 or 1910, the Joneses had dinner with Carl Jung, Alfred Adler, and, to my horror, Sigmund Freud . I really wanted to ask “what the actual fuck” out loud, but I don’t think my boyfriend’s dad would appreciate that, so I just looked on in abject horror. Apparently on that trip, Indy fell for a girl named Sophie. This Sophie was apparently the daughter of Archduke Franz Ferdinand of Austria. Yes, the one who got assassinated and started World War I. That’s not even the weirdest part, I wish I was joking. For some reason, these adults decided it was appropriate to discuss the relationship between human nature and, wait for it, sexuality . I’m no prude, I slept with my boyfriend when we first met for fucks sake, but you do not talk about that kind of stuff at the dinner table. And I thought I hated Freud already. First he proposes the idea that everyone secretly wants to kill one of their parents and fuck the other parent, now he casually began talking about sex in front of a kid ? Explaining how attraction works is one thing, but this is Sigmund Freud we’re talking about. Forget Indiana having a crush on the daughter of the guy whose death caused the first world war, that’s nothing compared to the bombshell of, arguably, the biggest pervert known to science giving a kid the sex talk.

     “Are you okay?” Jones Sr. concernedly asked. How do I explain to my boyfriend’s estranged father that you do not casually mention that your son got the sex talk from Sigmund fucking Freud. It’s not even funny, it’s absolutely horrifying. Victor Frankenstein or Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde would’ve been more appropriate teachers. Hell, even Herbert West would’ve been more appropriate. 

“I’m alright, just didn’t expect that last bit about Freud.” I gripped Indy’s hand. “Please don’t tell me you met H.P. Lovecraft as well” I said with a concerned look on my face. “Nope, never met him. I was too busy lecturing around the globe to stop in Massachusetts, would have been interesting though” Jones, Sr. said. I slowly looked at Indiana from the corner of my eye. Everything was gonna be fine, I said. If he does anything hostile I’ll kick his ass, I said. Granted, none of this is hostile, just really weird.

Can we please move on to something more light hearted and normal? At least as normal as Indy can get. “There was that time when Junior tried to send the dog to the moon, I don’t remember how old he was.” He what? Indiana smiled sheepishly at me. There’s no doubt about it, my boyfriend is a certified weirdo. “That reminds me” Jones, Sr. rubbed his chin, “the dog followed Junior onto the roof of the house.” I looked at Indy and smiled, “and I thought I was weird as a kid, no wonder I’m so drawn to you” I snuggled into him. 

“Tell me more about you” our host said. “Well, uh, where do I begin?” I looked around the room. “My students absolutely lost their marbles when I told them I have a date with Indy. Then again, they lost their marbles at the idea of me having a crush on someone - unless they lost their marbles because it’s one of my colleagues, and arguably, the most attractive man to ever step foot on campus.” I heard snickering. Looking towards the source of it, Indy found it quite amusing as well. “They also conspired to set us up on a date, but I had to break it to them that Marcus already introduced us.” I began blushing at the memory of that day.

“Marcus? As in Marcus Brody, set you two up?” Jones, Sr. sat up as if he suddenly remembered some important task that was put on the back burner until the last nanosecond. “Yes.” Indy and I said in unison. I already have a bit of an idea of how close Marcus is to the Joneses. Jones, Sr. did something I never expected based on the way Indiana described him - he laughed. Not a normal laugh. The kind of laugh Sallah has where you would expect the soundwaves to cause seismic activity.

I don’t get it. To me, Marcus has been my favorite person in the administrative staff at the college. I may not quite follow his tangents about his expertise and findings in the archeology field, but he’s always been there to answer any questions I have regarding the college and my students. “What’s so amusing about this? A guy successfully set up two of his coworkers, happens everyday.” I shrugged. 

[13tinysocks]

Just finished re reading ycyd once again. a wonderful read,

the last time I read it, was in Turkey and I got ghosted by a really hot punk guy and I was so violently depressed. BUT The idea of getting fucked by Toby unimaginably soothed my aching soul, I felt like a newborn fawn standing for the first time, perceiving an unseen world, and it’s vast beauty. More importantly, I may currently be frantically drawing all of the sex scenes with Toby for my own personal perverted enjoyment , so hypothetically do you know where that reference photo of the loft is?? for science of course.

Also partially blaming you guys for the period where I only went out with guys that looked like Brian and Tim, because y’all injected an uncontrollable lust in me, Alas, not sustainable in the long run; trying to get your man to wear a masky cosplay 24/7.

Anyways, you guys reignited Toby being my muse, and please if you do respond drop all of your art of Toby this is a stick up and I need it

So now I’m gonna go read spill your guts again bye!!!!!

This was my spill your guts Toby I drew last year and some ycyd tob which i’ve drawn eating him out alot artistic reverence, yada yada yada



1. Show me his cock.

2. I've always been very boring and Ill traveled so I've only ever really dated Abby (my beloved I love being boring) How are you pulling this many people? I want to study you under a microscope actually. (I am NAUGHT slut shaming I love sluts)

3. I once knew a Brian doppelganger. He was my sister's shitty boyfriend. Good riddance but I mean the resemblance was uncanny.

4. I love your art and I follow you from my main. If Toby had the means he would be like a freak Strade/Mason hybrid. Already kinda is but you get me.

5. I haven't drawn Toby much in the last year or so but I've got a few things for ya.

This mornings warm up and a shitty drawing of the loft. I always imagined it as kinda shallow with indented shelves.

Stuff from my Insta of Toby. Left is from last year. Right is part of a wider print well be selling with interruptions of the manor fellas but make it ho1c teehee.

That's all Ive got for Toby. I'm sorry beloved mutual. I wish I had the energy to draw him as much and as cute as you do.

However. I've been working on pinup prints you see. Tim and Brian double slutted up you see.

Brian's done but Tim's still in the works and very bald and has triangle nipples.

Toby is genuinely the reason we started SYG in the first place. It was his birthday and I wanted to widdle COVID times away by writing. We all know where that rabbit hole went.

I also have a piece of YCYD's novelization Toby art. Since I can't use the real thing I wanted to keep him close but not too to Toby in looks and personality. So here's that

Erm ☝️🤓 thank you for reading. I really do love your stuff teehee kicking my feet.

[eri-pl]

Re: "if you could take one Silm character and show them one scene in their future, resulting from their bad choices (ghost of Christmas past-style), who would it be?"

910 people voted, thank you all!

Together, with 570 votes (62.6%), the Feanorians sweep this poll. Not surprising.

The Ainur together got 146 votes (16%) with 90 votes (9.9%) for the bad ones. Sauron got most, I assume because you like him or think he would reconsider his life choices. Also, with Manwe getting 53 votes I'm glad that I gave him as a separate option (I disagree with your opinion but I respect it).

Feanor: 336 votes. (Will get a follow-up poll)

Celebrimbor: 164 votes. (Will get a follow-up poll)

one of Feanor's sons: 70 votes. (Will get a follow-up poll)

Sauron: 66 votes.

Elu Thingol: 55 votes.

Manwe: 53 votes.

Turin: 44 votes. Not bad for the only human on the list.

Finwe or his wife (any): 40 votes.

Melkor: 24 votes.

some other Elf or Man or Dwarf: 22 votes.

some other Ainu: 3 votes.

I'm sophisticated and bald (nuance in comments): 33 votes.

Also, other characters named in comments/reblogs: Maeglin, Caranthir, Maedhros, Orodeth and Nienor.

Tagging highlights: (should I @ people who posted those? or not?) (part 1 of tagging highlights here)

#i kind of believe the valar are.. locked into their natures so to speak#where manwe would not be able to forgo forgivness even at great risk because what if this time he genuinely deserves it#his nature of benevolent king has locked him into this path#also presumably he saw the whole music and he is locked into the will of eru and eru still went forward with the plan#even after seeing what happened with melkor while singing when he could have scrapped it all and started fresh

#showing feanor my personal headcanon for what maglor did when he threw the silmaril away [disowned feanor]

#i was tempted to choose feanor#but at least he was dramatic about it

#but i wanna be selfish and choose my beloved blorbo maeglin#like what if he Came Back Wrong and just... got better? huh? what about that??

#orodreth 🙂 he can change his mind if he wants but I ☝🏻 get to trail after him through his cloud of glitter /) u (\

#i voted melkor because like#he wants to accomplish stufft#my man has goals#he wants creation of his own#and domination#and if i can show him that his aporoach doesn't work meybe he'll do something differently#not sure how exactly#maybe just different horrors for the world#but i think there's a chance for melkor's story to go simmilarly to aule with the dwarves

+lot of general "he'd do the same, but it will be hilarious anyway" sentiment, mentioning in particular Feanor, Melkor and Sauron