#para: a new hope

[palskippah]

Hi!

It's almost September (WOOO) (very important month in Chile), so I was listening to cueca AND if I like a character, I will make them chilean, so now Ambrosius is chilean and speaks Spanish when I don't write them all in spanish (where suddenly they're all chilean sjsdk)

SO anyways, HC that he's a güerito (fair-skinned/blond latino asjdka) in the same way I make Princess Peach be one too asjdkd

Translation (sorta, more like adaptation?) of the song he sings under the cut!

1 - Oohhh, darling... if only you kne~w...

2 - That I can't exist without seeing you

3 - I miss you so muuuch

4 - That there's no spri~ng

5 - When you're not pr- (Ballister interrupts him)

7 - --present, I miss you so muuUUch (voice crack ajskda)

There's another part in the song where the woman sings 'how can I forget those (your) eyes, that captivate me so much' but I didn't want to extend the thingy too much askjdas but I like to think that Ballister's eyes are the prettiest Ambrosius' has ever seen and he'll always state his point.

(Same with Movie Ambrosius, Ballister's eyes are to him like a night sky, and he says so, a night sky when it's full of stars - nevermind that the kingdom is probably very light-contamined ajskda imagine they got starry nights too)

By the way I don't know about the context, so feel free to imagine whatever you'd like ;;

[doubleedgemode]

Happy summer, everybody!

This has been a big project to take and while there's stuff to improve I'm pretty happy with it. Be sure to zoom in the big picture for details and read the comic from left to right. (Needless to say, please don't try A.B.A's behaviour.. For your safety)

Bonus doodle:

[familiar-finn]

New Year's Eve was more of a mood for Finn to enjoy partying late into the evening. Tonight he chose Cannabites as his location to celebrate, mainly because he volunteered to help Shade out at the bar for a couple of hours before enjoying himself. A few minutes to midnight and Finn had chugged enough beer and shots to properly enjoy himself, feeling right in that sweet spot of drunk that would ebb away faster than the average human. Benefits of being a demon with an accelerated metabolism, he supposed.

Now all he needed was someone to kiss at midnight and Finn scoured the crowd for a potential candidate. His eyes lit up when he found Mateo at the bar and he grinned, sidling up to the thunderbird with his newest beer in hand. "Fancy seein' you here without the greeting of a physical collision," he said teasingly. "Are ye havin' a good night, Mateo?"

@mindful-mateo

[stillresolved]

Would it be selfish to ask for shorter threads? ^^'

[britneyshakespeare]

the middle school principal wants to hire me in a full-time position so bad.

and who can blame him? i'm that substitute 💅

[halexstcrm]

@luposcainus continued from here x

"Prince Caspian?" Cora echoed, momentarily stumped. She hadn't ever been in the presence of anyone of royal heritage. "It's nice to meet you, Caspian. My name is Cora Hale." Walking alongside the other Werewolf, the brunette tried to calm her nerves. "I was lost at sea until someone found me; I assumed it was one of your comrades, but I could be wrong. In any case, you should know that the sea isn't safe. There's something lurking beneath the depths." The creature of the deep had destroyed her ship, and all the luggage inside it.

[viperiahaje]

Academy X kids for Pride Month! Ben’s the only one without an actual uniform because I saw him in a comic in an outfit like that which was orange-y. Sexuality headcanons below.

Cessily - Bisexual (canon)

Ben - MLM (I think we all agree that he had something with Vic)

David - Bisexual (canon)

Vic - Gay (canon)

Hope - Lesbian (she just gave off that vibe)

Paras - MLM (don’t know why, just felt like that)

[viaetor]

dies. i spent the entire day giving my gfx blog (@aedearly) a makeover. you should check it out, especially because i now have a waitlist open for 2024! ~ i'll also be posting some sexy icon borders + colouring psds + promo templates there during january.

[meattruck]

man my comfort game hit EOS and like rn we're in a void until the sequel and its just weird like i cant just boot up the ol game whenever

[redflannelsheets]

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[violantdesires]

🍂 [ GABBY ] liked for a starter

Jack was almost sure he was successfully disguising his nervousness. It wasn't that Gabriella herself made him nervous, not at all, in fact when he was with her he felt more like himself than he did with perhaps anyone else. What his worry about, however, was the money thing. Of course, Gabriella had never shown any sign of snobbery, not at all, quite the contrary even.

Jack just wasn't sure that she could possibly be interested in the food at The Lodge or the The Carver Cafe, both of Jack's dad's top haunts, he was tired of both the veggie burgers at those places and he was sure he remembered something about Gabriella saying her family were vegetarians. And he didn't even recommend the fare at the Hotel restaurant he worked at other than the veggie mezze platter. That was unironically gold. So here they were at the fanciest place he could find in Port Angeles.

He cleared his throat awkwardly, "Um... the vegetarian mushroom risotto looks good..." he started, trying to ease his own tension, "... bet it's better than the one I make too" he chuckled. Obviously, Jack, obviously. They're professional chefs.

@rosefromdeath

[abo-nasr]

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"Please read our story"

In Gaza, where dreams persist despite hardship, I, Mohammed Nasr, live with my family. My wife Yasmin, our children Nasr (8 years old) and Alin (7 years old), and I share a glimpse of our journey among what remains of our home.

Donation Link

Imagine an ordinary day with the sun shining brightly, when suddenly, an explosion changes everything. Within moments, we found ourselves trapped. Seconds felt like hours until the rescue teams arrived. The incident left scars; I broke my leg and underwent surgeries.

When I returned home, everything had changed. Yasmin was struggling with trauma, and our children clung to us for safety. Nasr began searching for food, while Alin, always trying to smile through her sadness, sought moments of joy amid the challenges.

In addition to these hardships, Yasmin faces another battle with cancer. She urgently needs treatment abroad, as local resources have become limited.

Now, we live in temporary camps, facing a harsh reality, yet we still hold on to hope. We reach out to you for support, as every contribution can change our family's future.

Donation Link

Your kindness could restore hope for our children, lighting a path forward. Together, we can create a chance for new beginnings.

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #244 )✅️

Thank you for listening.

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[ofvaliantspirit]

mary + regulus (para: new beginnings)

Cancel your plans for tomorrow night. It's not safe. Bad influences.

Mary rolled the slip of parchment in between her fingers, the sound of her heart thrumming with anxious energy. She'd been poring over it all night, ever since it'd been handed to her yesterday afternoon at the quidditch pitch. A slight boy with wide eyes had scurried over as the team headed off the pitch and towards their barracks, fresh off a narrow defeat. Frustrated as she was, she'd scarcely noticed his appearance until he'd tapped her on the arm, muttering something about the minister's box, and pressed the piece of parchment into her palm before hurrying off.

No names, no signatures... but she would have recognized that handwriting anywhere.

Bad influences. A mirthless smile crept along her face at a distant memory. It was what she'd called his future Death Eater friends back at Hogwarts -- Rowle, Lestrange, Carrow -- bad influences. Towards the end, it'd become a heated point of contention, those low lives he'd surrounded himself with at the expense of their relationship. And now here he was, warning her of their presence tonight, urging her against attending.

Mary flashed her invitation at the door. A prim looking witch gave a brief nod and waved her wand over the invitation; a charmed entryway appeared before them and Mary made her way inside. A throng of partygoers, all dressed to the nines, met her on the other end. The Minister's Annual Fundraising Gala was well underway and as a member of the British and Irish Quidditch League, she'd been granted an invite to the premiere event of the year.

She smoothed down the bodice of her maroon dress and inhaled a calming breath; her fist closed over the parchment, crumpling it up defiantly. He hadn't spoken to her in years. And though every instinct in her body was screaming against this course of action, she knew she had to be here tonight. If it was true, she couldn't just bury her head in the sand and allow this all to play out without intervention, not with so many others in attendance. If it wasn't true...

Then she needed to be here to find out exactly why Regulus Black had deigned to come waltzing back into her life.

[nurmiiii]

FELIZ 2024 ✨️🌷🍬

[therevengeoffrankenstein]

thinking about digital death and decay atm.

[wintermage]

feeling that level of work burnout where not only am i burnt out on my current job, i can’t imagine any job in any industry being any better.