#no need to match it!

[lcngdays]

@bloodbared // plotted

Temperance wasn't sure what it was about him.

Richter had never made much of an impression on them before. But they'd sailed through high school without a care in the world. They hardly noticed anything or anyone. He'd probably been there, and they just hadn't been paying attention, and then they'd left town.

Unfortunate circumstances led them back home, but that didn't mean they were going to give up on the Youtube grind. It was what was paying off their student loans, of course, so there wasn't much choice either way. They were back and looking for new leads on anything paranormal and they found him.

Temp had sat through the interview easily. Asked all the right questions at all the right times. Responded appropriately. Laughed when they were meant to, all the great things an interviewer did, they did. Things had a tendency to come easy to them, after all. But they were more than just enjoying the interview, they were enraptured by it. By him.

Maybe it was wrong, or weird to be so attracted to a man telling them about all the spilled guts he'd seen but they couldn't help themself. There was just something about him. Maybe it was their similar interests? Maybe it was having someone so engaged in what they were doing and saying? They didn't know. By the time the interview was over, Temperance was practically squirming in their seat.

They smile at Richter, glancing back at their camera set up. They stand and move to turn it off. Normally they'd leave it on to catch some post production, maybe some b-roll, anything like that. But not tonight. Tonight, they were going to shoot their shot. And who knew? Maybe luck would be on their side.

"listen." Their voice is casual. "i'm not normally so bold..."

Not on things like this, anyway. They'd only ever had one partner sexually and that had been one of the most awkward and uncomfortable experiences of their life.

"but like... i think you're really hot. and that was an amazing interview. and as much as i'd love to get to work on post-production... maybe." They stroll over to him, lightly lay a hand on his shoulder. "maybe we could spend a little more time together tonight?"

[eskelwolfed]

Anastasia of Vizima (@hellsxbellsx) sent a meme: [ mark ]   -   for my muse to discover that your muse’s soul mark is the same as theirs.

Who would've thought that Eskel would end up with another sorceress? Well, he himself did not, but now he was here, accompanied by Anastasia. As if traveling with a witch wasn't somehow awkward enough (after Eskel got in a verbal fight with two of those before and he has never been so fond of them), she was nice and she intrigued Eskel ... with the scars she bore. That gave him the feeling of being familiar with her already... and he couldn't stop imagining how she earned them. He knew how he got his own, given, but - the other sorceresses he met had looked unharmed.

Flawless.

Smooth.

Just like rain would run down a lotos flower's petals, it felt like human profanity like scars, or crossed legs, skin conditions, rotting teeth would pass on a sorceress. Like those things also were no issue for Witchers. They couldn't fall ill or have rotten teeth, but they bore scars of so many kinds and all over their body. While other Witchers showed their scars and were proud, Eskel wore the facial scarring as a permanent reminder to never run from Destiny again.

And it must be Destiny now, that he would run into these powerful women on end, either magical themselves or immune to such.

They rode alongside another in silence for some time now, but Eskel grew uncomfortable, getting squirmy. Not that he wasn't used to people being completely silent - he could often bear that much better than some nonsense talk - with Anastasia, he felt weird. Wanted to do something, go forth, have an adventure or something to talk about...

But his head perked and he looked around, pausing Scorpion to come to a halt. He raised a hand.

"Shhh," he said, "did you hear that?"

Maybe he was just a little too jumpy now, but he would swear he heard something drop to the forest floor. It was not a bang, it wasn't even a whimper he heard, just the impact that made Eskel's feelers go off.

"Someone's here. We might find the monster sooner than anticipated."

He gave Anastasia a look. "If that is what this peacock of a nobleman thought it is, we're fucked." He whispered the last two words, as if swearing in front of a Sorceress was something you shouldn't do. Usually, Eskel didn't care. He swore and cussed in front of Triss all the time, and he's yelled at Yennefer before, so ... they've always had a sassy comeback, now was the time to find out if Anastasia lived up to the royal's reputation.

Another sound, a rustling rushing through the woods like a whisper blowing through the leaves of a massive elm, made Eskel more alert and he unmounted Scorpion. In the heat of his movements, and tearing the coat off that was supposed to keep him warm, he revealed his upper arms and his itching rash showed. A rash, that's what he thought it was. That it looked like an ancient Aen Elle rune, he did not know, that it was ancient and powerful magic, he also did not know.

[kindrehd]

congrats on the new child king

[chloesimaginationthings]

Michael learns of Jeff’s pizza from FNAF Into the pit

[o0kawaii0o]

"Anything caught your eye?"

[sophies-junkyard]

I’m in the South. I’ve got ears to the ground. Republicans are SWEATING at the prospect of Kamala being nominated. They’re not sure Trump can beat her.

Let’s prove them right.

[ghosted-jazz]

I am not immune to this car salesman fairy and his traumaised iPad kid

[catmask]

okay i think i am learning.... something

[somethingsketchy3]

right, so im combing through the series to get references for my animatic only to make a discovery that’s making me go insane.

It’s the pattern of Anthony’s vests.

These are from season 2:

AND THIS, is from season 3:

we all know about them matching colors, BUT HIM ADOPTING INDIAN PATTERNS???

he is not longer “Viscount Anthony Bridgerton”

he wants everybody to know, without a shadow of doubt, that he is now, in fact, “Anthony, Husband to Viscountess Kathani Bridgerton”

that is the only title he cares about at this point and i 100% support him on that.

[paintedcrows]

It is imperative to me that Bill and Stan do torrid Duchess Approves roleplay and argue about character motivations

[thebrainrotsreal]

Drew this real quick because I fucking love these two so much ???? Especially Bee. I wish they interacted more so badly. PLEASE.

Also learning how to draw these guys.. slowly.

[hvbris]

@multipleoccupancy . Theo's family gets bigger

The Baudelaires had been in New York for a few days now, living in the house of their new guardian: Theodore Beneventi. New York reminded Violet of the town where she grew up, only bigger. Much, much bigger.

Mr. Beneventi, who had told them they could call him Theo, seemed like their most normal guardian so far. For starters, he was not afraid of turning on the stove, which was very nice, because it meant the Baudelaires could enjoy a warm meal for the first time in a few weeks. There were no snakes in the house either, which, to be fair, was to be expected. And of course, here, they were not ordered to do horribly long and difficult chores.

The other thing that differed from their last guardians, was that Theo already had a family. He had a wife, Andrea, two sons, and a baby daughter, who was already getting along great with Sunny.

Violet felt like their luck might have finally turned. Even the terrifying shadow of Count Olaf didn't seem as scary, considering that Theo was an FBI agent. She did not usually consider herself lucky, not since the terrible fire that had killed her parents, at least. But for the first time in months, she was feeling much more hopeful than usual.

And, it's with that noteworthy hopefulness that she left the room she shared with her siblings, and tip-toed to the kitchen. It was still early in the morning, but she was awake and craving a glass of milk.

"Good morning," she said politely when she saw that the kitchen area wasn't empty. Theo was already there. He was very nice, and she already felt comfortable around him, so she poured herself a glass of milk. "The view is very beautiful from here," she commented, not only to make conversation but also because it was true.

[umossu]

... confession.

[kookjinnies]

they matched each other's freak <3

[hazbinbabbling4ever]

Bildad's battle cry in the italian dubbing always cracks me up...

In english he's like: "Woah woah woah there!" but in italian he's like "WOOOOOO OHOOH-WOWODBOLOBOWAWAWA".

[giotanner]

John "Soap" Mactavish - behind the Red Skull mask

(Hey cod fans please help me to be in your circle with a reblog)

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