#not gonna tag this but rb if u want!

[zodoods]

hi everyone in honor of the community ive become a part of these past few weeks i made a discord server for all u fellow miraculous enjoyers <3 join here

[seo-changbinnies]

countdown to lixie’s bday

↳ d-2: felix x dragon age

[metukika]

ill say it before and ill say it again. hc that teru doesnt like serizawa at all.

[emissary-of-dog]

feels just like home..

[fishyartist]

So mad about me just realizing the color pallet despite being in Sonic mode for the past like week

[dandyshucks]

blinks tiredly. i decide "hm maybe i should try to expand my circle and step outside of it a little, lets go look at the main community tags" and im just greeted with a bunch of edgelords who think saying "fiction doesn't affect reality, don't like don't read" is peak activism and "fighting censorship". head in my hands. this is partially why i do not ever go into the community tags, my nervous system cannot handle blocking fifty weirdos every single day just so i can have a normal experience in the community tags hfdsjkl

[theghostofwilburtheworm]

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[sclfcare]

i asked my friend from spain @marisola to translate some of the spanish documents / news articles regarding gabriel guevara's arrest for SA in italy yesterday. here is what happened :

he was accused of something happening in france years ago (possibly when he was underage, still working on confirming this)

UPDATE:

he WAS underage at the time of the accusation and there was no evidence found to support his guilt

he was judged for the crime in spain

the spanish courts found him innocent

these are not new accusations

for some reason the french government is still going after him even though its been settled in spanish court

so take this all with a grain of salt and i'll update this post should anything new come to light

this isn't meant to absolve gabriel , just keep us all informed

articles used :

here

here

[bluezeri]

seeing how Leo is so obviously splinters favorite in almost EVERY generation is making me so sad

[crescentfool]

Hi 👉👈 I don’t have a lot to say, I just wanted to hi give you from across the room because I followed you for P3 but it turns out you and I share a ton of fandoms and I just think that’s really super neat.

You get a good grade in fandom taste 💖

WAVES HI!! thank you for the follow and message, it makes me happy to hear that you've enjoyed seeing the other media i've reblogged stuff of! P3 is definitely something i hold close to my heart, but i have lots of media i'm full of love for too! so thank you for appreciating it, i hope you enjoy your stay! 🥺💙

[farewell-in-veil]

wip of tess as margarita,,,

[haunthouse]

i don't know a ton about my family history but the last couple times i've seen my family they've mentioned offhand the fact that my great grandpa was a communist and was passionate about preserving yiddish literature and that if he was still alive i'd have great conversations with him about the horrors of capitalism and could practice my yiddish with him. and it's so weird to be told you're similar to someone you only met once when you were like 6 years old and will never have the option of meeting again

[reneesbooks]

snippet saturday

still not a thing but this is my blog and i make the rules and i'm THINKING about birdie and fabin. i swear i'll get back to jack and arthur in a second just let me scream about birdie and fabin for a minute

Emilia tucks her wings against her back, settling in the grass next to Birdie. “When do you think we’ll have to return to Morbhard?”

Birdie stares out over the fields, her pulse quickening. Emilia senses that she’s asked a question that Birdie doesn’t want to answer. Birdie lets out a long breath. “I’m not sure.”

A lie, but Emilia doesn’t question it.

Birdie glances at the sky. “The sun will go down soon. I should make preparations. It’s the full silver moon tonight.”

Emilia shrinks into her human form and sets her hand on Birdie’s shoulder. “I can make the tea if you’d like.”

Birdie smiles. “Thank you. That would be nice.”

Emilia returns to the cottage and puts the kettle on the fire, digging her toe into the floor as she mixes the herbs. As much as she trusts them, as much as they’ve all grown closer over the weeks and months at the cottage, Birdie is still hiding things.

The kettle finally starts to whistle and Emilia pours a cup of tea. She heads back out to the garden. Birdie is standing next to Fabin, clearly just arrived from the forest, smiling up at him as he complains that the deer are getting better at hiding. Her laughter dies abruptly as the silver moon’s light hits her, her preparations forgotten in the grass a few steps away.

Fabin backs away as Birdie’s silver light explodes outward, a pulse of magic flattening the grass in a circle around her. Her tripled voice shrieks, her hair lifting off her shoulders. The entire whites of her eyes burn silver.

Blood starts to run from her nose. Fabin shrinks and tries to step closer, shouting her name. Emilia grabs a washcloth and grips it tightly behind her back, the fabric straining as she twists it nervously.

Birdie’s eyes begin to bleed as well, silver light pulsing from her. Fabin grits his teeth and takes three more shaking steps through the waves to reach Birdie. He grabs her shoulders and Emilia hears him shout her name.

Blood is streaming from her eyes and ears now, the third recitation barely begun. Fabin winces as silver magic lashes out at him, cuts opening on his cheeks. He keeps hold of Birdie, shaking her shoulders, trying to wake her up.

The silver light fades and Birdie’s eyes roll back. She collapses and Fabin catches her, lowering her slowly to the grass.

“Shit.” Jack and Arthur freeze in the doorway of the cottage. “Is she okay?”

“Does she fucking look okay?” Fabin growls, glaring at them. He snatches Birdie’s handkerchief from where she’d left it in the grass and starts to gently wipe the blood from her face. Emilia picks up the cup of tea again and moves cautiously. Birdie’s eyelids are fluttering, though she is limp in Fabin’s arms.

“The tea for her throat,” Emilia says quietly, when Fabin looks up at her with another growl. “I’ll look at those cuts.”

“I’m fine.” He holds the teacup to Birdie’s lips and Emilia flinches at the audibly painful gulps. “Birdie, can you hear me?”

Her silver eyes flick up to his face before fluttering closed again. She tucks her face into his chest.

Fabin leans down to murmur something to her that Emilia doesn’t hear. He presses his cheek to the side of Birdie’s head and Emilia stifles a gasp, averting her eyes.

Fabin stands with Birdie in his arms. “She needs to rest,” he says, not looking at any of them. He winces as he adjust his hold on her and Emilia wonders what other damage Birdie’s backlash did.

He says nothing else as he carries her into the house. Emilia bites her lip as Jack and Arthur turn to her with wide eyes. “I’ll make some more tea.”

[puppyparkmoving]

U want a genuine tip? If ur new to selfshipping or you generally arent sure abt someone before you follow them, search censor and anti on their blog becuz some ppl try rlly hard to cover up that theyre scum who should play in traffic and use confusing or lesser used terms like anti censorship so that you dont catch them.

[imaginethathaikyuu]

i love reblogging fics and writing whatever the hell i want in the tags thats the thing about me

[goldieclaws]

A quick treat for myself because sometimes the way to scare off stress and anxiety is to be held by a very large and powerful Fell Dragon :>

The full drawing is available on my Patreon, where I'd prefer to keep it for now!

[Scim uses they/them]