#ooooooof :(

[plumadot]

secrets to keep. to take. to never return

(foolish elf)

[mcmuppet]

i'm so unwell its not even funny

LANDO???? SHIRTLESS??????? TAN??? ON AUX PLAYING OLD MAROON 5???????

he's literally the man of my dreams i need him

credits to @/norrislando_fans on insta

[raccoongrippers]

I drew some decently sad Ghoap during class, so I thought, why not share?

The pen I used looks absurd, and is kind of silvery with black, so I named it the 'Cyber Truck Pen'. Obviously since the Cyber Truck is also completely absurd, and looks like a frickin' dumpster. That's actually why raccoons keep scratching them up and trying to get in them, because they think that they're dumpsters.

Comparison between the pen and the truck:

They look very similar in my opinion.

Anyway, have a lovely day.❤

[winterstarfall]

“I was born in 2004!”

whelp okay we have reached the point of me being older than modern Who companions. that wasn’t a gut punch AT ALL.

[heliacalrisings]

🎄 me on my unending quest to make Innes uncomfortable

send 🎄for our muses to get caught under the mistletoe !!

The awkward end to their escape room had left Ephraim in a whirl of emotions that he couldn't put names to. He had yet found the time to untangle any of them when he found himself colliding with another while on his walk around the monastery.

"Apologies," Ephraim started, and then realized just who he had bumped into: Innes. The very object of source of his mood.

"I can’t fix the fact that I’m in love with you."

The words reeled through his mind and Ephraim glanced upward, as if he sought guidance from the heavens themselves for his situation, only to discover that they were instead beneath a mistletoe.

It was a wonder Innes hadn't already left.

Ephraim's attention snapped back to the other. "Innes," he said, hoping that the other would stay long enough for him to speak. Though what he would say was beyond him.

"You were correct," and he couldn't help the wry, sad smile that twisted his features. "As always." The expression faded but his gaze remained on Innes. The man he had known all his life and yet not known at all. It reminded him of Lyon, finding himself so inadequate that he had turned to a demon, and he oblivious that it was even occurring. How many times had he failed to realize the feelings of those close to him, he wondered, but now was not the time for that contemplation.

Since Innes had told him plainly how he felt, Ephraim was resolved to at least meet this situation head on.

"I cannot return your feelings. I wish that I could say something more than that." It was not what Innes wanted to hear, for more than one reason he was sure, but it needed to be said. "it is my hope that we can be friends in the future. Our nations are allies, but more than that, I would like to be your friend and spar with you again some day."

And he felt that was all he could say. He nodded, as if it were some affirmation of their meeting, and began to walk away. Innes had held those feelings for so long and never uttered a word of them, possibly not even to himself. He didn't think Innes would want their meeting drawn out.

[whenthegoldrays]

“So Long, London” is about them

[arise-children-angel-is-here]

I uhhhh umm....

Look I had nothing better to do in class

[misscrazyfangirl321]

Just intentionally read for 30 minutes-set a timer and everything-and wow, that was harder than expected. Something, something, internet stealing our attention span. Adding "30 minutes of daily reading" to my list of goals, I think.

[vetta5tically]

dutch commentators about magnussen: “and now we get a replay because he hasn’t hit someone while passing them.”

[fareehaandspaniards]

- Are you worried?

- Is it so obvious?

- Don't get me wrong, but... Edgar is just a young boy. You put so much effort into his understanding of our idea. And now he may simply lose his sanity. You are wasting the most valuable resource - Your Time.

- Accusing me of irrationality?

- But you know...

-... absolutely nothing!

- Who you've become?..

(in case it is hard to read my writing)

So part 3 of 6 is here. Still WIP. I noticed that Edgar's clothes are different in Part 1 and Part 2, and also some elements of his attire are absent, so tomorrow I will take all 3 parts and try to correct everything! xd (my phone doesn't appreciate idea, it barely can open 2 apps at once, and here is my comic)

[xxmandaveexx]

If looks could kill... ♥️

Photo by Ruby Bell 📸

[fvzzyelf]

this wasn't him. over and over his heart brayed those words, a constant thrumming reminder in his pointed ears.

(it's not him, it's not him, it's not him--)

and yet... he laughed the same. chewed and chomped on a cigar the same. wore the same kinds of shirts, had the same slight crease at the corner of his eyes where even a healing factor was no match to time's touch shown in crow's feet.

he smelled the same too. that was maybe the worst part for kurt. the sweet, smoky vanilla of cigars and the bright bite of canadian whiskey, the exact same one his logan used to drink.

still drank, if his universe was still standing. kurt didn't know and had long since given up finding out. what was the point when it had been months now here, and before that even longer in that hellscape of the voidland. kurt made peace with it, and then came this logan and his peace shattered.

it was too easy to fall into old habits.

(it's not him, it's not-)

like flirting shamelessly, even if his logan and this one were clueless to what kurt really meant. that was always okay, he didn't think it would ever be more, kurt never got his hopes up that way and he had plenty of ways to distract himself with plenty of other people who were obviously very, very willing.

but this universe felt different. like a new beginning. what was the harm?

so he leaned in, spoke his observation... and then a three fingered hand skated down the man's spine, the excuse for touch coming from the fact that this party was a little crowded in this tiny apartment. they were watching shatterstar show off switchblade tricks, wade being used as the assistant that got stabbed more often than not.

"mm, perhaps. but there is more to that. i am drawn to people who are dangerous... and not complete imbeciles. i like a little thoughtfulness in the risky behavior, a more obvious intent..." this was spoken with a lopsided smile, a smug knowing expression as he watched wade howl from losing another finger.

it wasn't him, but kurt didn't care just then.

@gobubyourself

[tenebrius-excellium]

The downside of writing another paper about Tumblr is that I have to have Tumblr open on desktop for the whole day to find + cite posts and I obviously get sidetracked so fast

[bloodwr4th-a]

@insanislupus, jackie matlin sent: [ TEN ] for receiver to have violently protected sender, so sender kisses them to calm them down.

kol knows how to channel his emotions. even though, sometimes, he had to admit that he couldn't stay nice, especially when the people jackie hung out with always had something to say about him. like, yeah, maybe you're trying to change, but that doesn't change the terrible things you've done in the past. yeah, he knew what he'd done. he knew it was wrong to think back on past mistakes, but that won't change the person he wanted to become now. he knew he was a bad person, kindness could come second with this man, so how could he not give them what they wanted and do what he did best, be the bad guy. but today, the violence he was trying to repress had gone up a notch when he saw jackie in danger. running after her when he saw this person too close to her, he couldn't help seeing red when he saw hands on her. manhandling her was something that actually put him in a transe. stopping in front of this person, he couldn't help himself but growl as he tears out their heart. another reason for the girl's friends to hate him. after throwing the heart to the ground, he couldn't help but turn his gaze towards her, an air of annoyance making his veins appear on his face. why couldn't she listen to him? he had told her not to go out. that he wouldn't be long. that he alone had to take care of this. but no. she needed to be the stubborn girl and do what she wanted. something he appreciated about her, but hated the most right now. s ighing as he dragged her with him, he closed the door to the house as he started to say how he hated seeing her in danger but was stopped when she kissed him in the frenzy of the moment. his hands tightened around her as he looked into her eyes and sighed. " don't think for one second that you are forgiven. " he said as he looked up at her and sighed the tension he had in him from the act of violence he did just commit. " i don't like it when you're in danger. so, please, stop playing the hero. i don't think my coldhearted heart would take it. "

[cinamun]

Darren had it easy with HoJay. I bet he gains more appreciation for Jayce. Jayce had manners and held out for Hope because he knew her worth. Ryker just want to clap some cheeks. Let’s have a prayer circle for Darren.

[cthulhubrain]

hasn't drawn in a while

hasn't drawn animals/creatures consistently in years

i figure, "Hey, let's draw some pokemon! I wanna redesign/adjust aerodactyl since I adore pterosaurs and I finally got a bubby on pixelmon."

looks up refs of aerodactyl, also various artist renditions of adjusted aerodactyl looks

"okay okay, i can work with this"

looks up refs of pterosaurs

"yeah i got this, let's get drawing"

... oh... oh no...

noooo

OH DEAR GOD NO