#post 02

[my-tangled-treasures]

So, unknowingly, yesterday marked 7 years since Tangled the Series made it's debut, and I just happened to launch this blog today !

Crazy isn't it.

Actually, before the series launched I wasn't that much interested in Tangled. But since I started watching it, and I believe I did, somewhere during one of their hiatsuses, I don't fully remember, but I instantly loved it, and soon after, thanks to that, I found a whole new friendgroup and I got involved in the fandom, something I've never really eperienced before to this extent, so therefor, Tangled the series holds a very special place in my heart, and I'm still holding in to it.

Anyway, enough of my ramblings. So to celebrate that, todays item is Rapunzels travelling journal. I've kept it just as it is. Never drawn or written in it, which makes me feel a liiittle guilty because, that is literally what it is for.

When opening it up the inner fold has drawings looks like Rapunzels artstyle, and same at the end of the folding.

The quote 'There is more in you' is taken from the series too, except in the series it is written in French; 'Plus est en vous'. I'm kinda sad they didn't keep it French, because it is also the titel.of the Final episode.

Turning to the first page, we are met with an image of Rapunzel and Eugene, in the Series style.

The edges has goldfoil, in the lower corner of every other page is Rapunzel, and on the opposite higher corner is a blue bird.

I'm not sure if the pencil came with this journal or not but I'm including it anyway. Amd of course, we have a cute Pascal to mark our pages with.

The Ending inner fold.

[spacingguild]

Animal Mother - What We Are

I'm not an archivist by any stretch, and generally, I just sort of hope that other people are saving media in case it disappears in the future, but somehow I've become the steward of a bunch of local bands' music, at least as far as I can see. I sat down one day and uploaded all of the local music I had to YouTube, and with the death of MySpace Music and sites like PureVolume or even hxcmp3, in a way I've preserved it for the handful of people who still have any interest in it. This is one of those songs.

I'm not sure this is a great mid-2000s hardcore song, but I do know that it was one of my mid-2000s hardcore songs, and that's more important, because I was not really a hardcore kid. The breakdowns, the sing alongs, I liked it, but I was into Death and Obituary for the riffs and the groove, so for this to be one of MY songs speaks to how much it was a part of me at that time.

Animal Mother was a band out of Oil City, PA and I only saw them once, but they played this song, and I thought it ruled, and then we talked about Dystopia after the show, and I thought that ruled, so as a 13 or 14-year-old, that was all I needed. On top of that, just having that "WE ARE THE SWINE" opening call was just too cool.

Eventually, this band morphed into another Band, Massacre Outlined, that will pop up here in the not-too-distant future, and as these things go, they just sort of disappeared. One day, I just googled the band, hoping to find the music, and I stumbled on a blogspot that the singer of this band contributed to, and he had posted this record and the Massacre Outlined record. I cannot find that blog, so those files are gone, except for me uploading them, so enjoy this track, because I'm somewhat proud of being the person who has preserved it.

[almiacastle]

Trying to learn that it’s not my responsibility to create or maintain harmony in the lives of those I care about. They are allowed to have difficulties in their lives and struggles in their relationships with others and it’s not something that I need to ‘fix.’ I am not responsible for their happiness or peace. Their struggles do not make me a failure. All I can control is how I interact with them.

[0hpotato]

it is complete! [8/8]

💫 Prints | Tip

[slutpoppers]

Golden Rapidmon and Magnamon.

Digimon 02 Hurricane Touchdown (2000).

[digitalgate02]

I used one of the new official crest merch to make these vector versions of the crests.

Since there is no merch with the crests of Miracles and Destiny, I'm leaving them out, sorry.

Feel free to use/edit them!! no credits needed. They're 300x300 so you can use them as icons.

[ebi-noodle-doodles]

orenji orenji orenji orenji oreeenjiiii

(idk if i write that right tho lol)

Oh yeah my comms are open (pls comms me TuT )

Visit my carrd! xixiriima.carrd.co

[tojisun]

!! nsfw; threesome (the sex doesn’t happen tho LOL); shifting povs; sorta pt 02 of this

"do you feel nervous when i stare?" he asks.

it is a soft question, rumbled from the base of his throat tentatively as though not to spook you. still it makes you flinch, body locking on the bed as you shift your anxious eyes towards him.

john, he said when he introduced himself to you. call me john.

you were so enamoured at finally seeing him—you traced the way the skin around his eyes were wrinkled in his smile, or how the careful rise of his lips were hidden behind the tufts of his beard. you couldn’t even contain the bubbling feeling pooling in your heart, excitement and nervousness mixing in miasmic waves because there he was, just as kind as simon told you he would be. just as careful.

simon promised you that the most, after all.

("cap'n's soft," he murmured as he held your hand, his thumb swiping along the ridges of your knuckles. "he tries to deny it but we've all seen how he indulges."

he turned to you then, expression unreadable even in the absence of his mask. simon studied your face, searching for something, until he stopped—you wondered then if he found whatever it was he had been looking for—and brushed his knuckle against your cheek instead.

"y’ve got nothin’ to worry about." he met your gaze again. "he’d love you just as much.")

you never once doubted him, of course, but you’ve only ever been with simon. only ever had to be conscious of his gaze, only ever had to work for his desire—not that you needed to do much, or so simon tells you. 

you don’t know how to exist for someone that isn’t simon and his attentiveness—burning in the way he bears down onto you, pressing himself against your tender parts to devour your gasps and your whimpers. 

you don’t know how to be desirable for someone that isn’t simon.

but—

john looks at you like you’ve ignited the same fire that burns within simon’s eyes. it’s all so feverish, rippling in magnitudes, until the slow trickle engulfs you whole. it makes you squirm, feeling so constrained within your own body, like you need to be doing something more than sitting before john like a pretty prize.

too caught up in your thoughts, you didn’t even notice the familiar bearing presence beside you until a rough hand pinches your chin to make your head tilt up. you bite down on a choked gurgle of your surprise, trying your best not to react, but your efforts don’t matter much, anyway. not when trained eyes pick up at the tremors of your hands and at the way your breaths pass through in quiet wheezes.

simon locked gazes with his captain from the top of your head, but john only looks at him with the same small smile, the one that always spoke of how pleased he is. it makes simon turn to you, his own body thrumming with the muted press of his desires. 

“won’t you answer him, love?” he croons, pulling you from the depths of your thoughts—see, captain? aren’t i good?—and watches with nothing short of pride as you nod.

john devours the sight you and simon make with anticipation, pretending that his cock isn’t heavy from where it’s pressed on the inside of his thigh. 

he doesn’t even know how long he’s waited for this day; for the time when he finally gets you and simon both. all he knew was that the wait was torturous, tipping his desperation into its ragged course, forcing him to suppress his wants by burning through work with wild ferocity. not even his fist had been enough on the days when the need was yowling from his jowls. 

so when simon had finally stumbled into his office, his own body poised like a taut string, john realized what it was that he came to price for. 

he felt like a rabid dog that was told that he could bite; that he could sink his fangs into the soft parts of the flesh he caved so that he may feast. 

“yes,” you finally murmur, beautiful in your bashfulness, answering his question—do you feel nervous when i stare?—with honesty.

“y’r just.” you pause to lick at your lips. “y’r just so much more than what i thought.”

“oh?” john asks, intrigued. “and you don’t like that?”

“i do.”

simon and john watch as you clench your hands into fists, eyes ducking down again in your shyness. the tension is building, amping up heatedly, and they wonder if you’re even aware of what you do to them.

“i just don’t know how you’d like me.”

such a soft sentiment—you worry about how john would like you as if you haven’t been the fuel of his carnal dreams. as if he hadn’t stayed awake at night, holding himself in his fist as he imagined how you would sound when he’s taking you; how you would look when you’re at the precipice of your pleasure. would you cry? would you whimper? would you hold onto him as though that would ground you from the apex of your euphoria?

don’t you know? he’s saved every video that simon sent to him?

“y’ve got nothin’ to worry about, doll,” john grunts as he leans back against his seat.

he pats his lap. “c’mere an’ i’ll show you what you do to me.”

you clamber to your feet, stumbling over in your wobbling excitement. it’s endearing, how you’re just as much desperate for him as he is to you.

john tilts his head just enough to meet simon’s eyes, mirth building at ghost’s obedience. he’s been silent, watching, devouring the way you and john gravitated towards each other like a man starved. john knows what he must be waiting for.

he hums to himself as hooks his arm around your waist and pulls you to his lap, his other hand rising to cup at your cheek, desperate to touch you every way he can. still, there’s something else he wants to do. so he twists you just enough that your head is resting on his shoulder and tipped to the lone body on the bed with interest.

(simon knew it. you look absolutely heart-shattering with his captain.)

“you too boy,” john barks out, his heart lurching at simon’s full-body tremble. “don’t you want y’r reward?”

your fists grip the scruff of john’s shirt and he wonders, so choked up with his anticipation, if you haven’t seen simon like this. if simon was always the dominant one between you two; the one who always demanded things off you.

(oh but you have seen simon in his submission. gods, you have. and he was so beautiful then, whining to you as he humped his cock into the warm press of your walls, his face nuzzling the column of your neck as though that would muffle his pleasured hymns.

as though you couldn’t feel just how beautiful your perfect love is in the throes of his bliss, trembling, mewling. splintering, unable to force himself back into the mask of his indifference.)

you watch as simon rouses from the bed, slow like he is postured for his own hunt. it makes you ache, unable to discern exactly why all of you fit with each other, just that you do. you’re not even torn between who to bend over to—john had made sure you and simon knew it was him who will call the shots.

simon’s hand falls on the valley of your spine, caressing you, before he pitches forward, hovering before john.

it’s john who gives him the kiss—the reward, as sweet as eden.

and right there, as they lose themselves, you know nothing else could ever be as erotic as this.

me too, you want to say, i want one too. but they’re already shifting, muscles rippling, as they turn to you—a prey caught in between.

[laddertek]

@countthelions (tumblr ate this when I tried to save my answer as a draft, so we improvise 🙃)

This one? :D

This whole stream was delightful. What a way to return 🤗

Tango was so happy energetic.

And from Tango calling Etho's storage system cute and Etho in gamechat going "CUTE?!" (00:41:07). To the razzing (and laughing) over shops (00:49:00 and 01:03:49). Etho taking Tango's head twice, and it all being so playful (00:58:11). Etho using Tango's catchphrases 🥹🥹🥹 It gets me every time! "porkchop power" "flee with extra flee!" And the way he said it was the cutest, and Tango's giggle about it too (01:00:59). Etho offering to give the tour Tango wanted. More mail talk and laughing guilt and planning and razzing and teaching Etho to do the stamps. Tango complimenting the path (and that Etho showed it to him when he first came back when Etho came to say hi) (01:15:41). They still plan on doing their sand-collection-off (01:35:06).

And of course the whole TNTificating with Etho's new "boom boom tech" (01:39:43--02:15:17) was just…the most fun. They are having the most fun together...it's an absolute joy. (And it's also them collaborating on how to figure out a redstone thing together which is just so satisfying.) Just...TOO MANY (!!!) (so many) fun moments in that whole TNT section that I can't even start on highlighting them all 😭 I'd need another mammoth paragraph...

Honestly??? Still smiling. Great great great stream 🥹

Timestamps are for YouTube not Twitch because Tango was so fast on getting the VOD up lmao

[nookisms]

Wo. Low quality 02 t-pose be upon thee.

Masterpost

[tweetingukpolitics]

I unusually just share tweets, but given the amount of reblogs I'll edit this one:

INFO Update #1 from @misinfohunter

This is mostly misinformation.

UK law does not require transgender people to have a Gender Recognition Certificate in order to include their correct name and gender on a Death Certificate. However, this is subject to discretion and having a GRC does make the process less complicated.

HREF.LI

There is no English government. England is controlled by the UK government.

Why does England not have its own parliament?

Jack Sheldon, University of Cambridge, provide 'The Basics' on English devolution (or the lack of), explaining why England does not have a p

CENTRE ON CONSTITUTIONAL CHANGE

Sir Keir Starmer did voice the opinion that ‘16 is too young to decide legal gender’ during an interview on January 15th, 2023. This statement was made in reference to Scottish reforms to the Gender Recognition Act.

Starmer: '16 is too young to change legal gender' - BBC News

The UK Labour leader voices "concerns" about the Scottish government's reforms to the process.

BBC NEWS

INFO Update #2 from @momagainstcatboys

this is not true. i understand people are upset and the legislation is legit nightmarish but there is no legal requirement for your gender on your death certificate to match that on your birth certificate, nor do you need a gender recognition certificate. it merely requires that those registering the death note the correct gender with the registrar. obviously this legislation can be applied unevenly and families are bs but it’s important that people know their rights on this, and spreading misinformation helps no-one.

[batmecha]

NO WAY

also extra v1 v2 vocaloid cosplay doodle under the cut :3

how

[celestecreation]

Get wifi anywhere yuo go

[niccoguedes]

LOUIS record: 04/09/1973 [...] [...] [...] XX.XX.198? - Water Tower Place, Chicago (ORD)

O Favorito do Demônio (03/20)

[slutpoppers]

Terriermon digivolves into Gargomon for the first time, Digimon the Movie

[vizziefizzie]