#queued 👀

[futurelabs]

leaving this here, it's a good shot

[riovidalharkness]

Aubrey + Kathryn in suits

[gotchibam]

Trick-or-treat!! 🎃🍬🍫🍭

Mimikyu wallpaper (regular & shiny) ✦ Pokemon wallpapers ✦ Patreon

[bruce-slutsteen]

📸: ruthlessimagery

[guardian-angle22]

911 lone star fashion -> every tk outfit

↳ 1.06

[windslar]

I'm a bit behind editing the rest of my whimsy legacy posts (honestly, there's not much left), but here's an outtake of Lux and Joey with their future roommate in a brand new save. I had some issues with the whimsy save file. I lost a lot of gameplay hours, and some lots would crash the game when I tried to open them, so I'll be abandoning that gameplay. I still want to play with Lux and Joey so they'll be joining a new save as friends of my new legacy founder.

[samanthamulder]

GILLIAN ANDERSON as DSI STELLA GIBSON in every episode of The Fall [16/17] 3.05 Wounds of Deadly Hate (2016)

[anthrcpophagi]

@bloodrodeo sent 🎤 for a starter ♡ reasons to live - pale waves

   "You showed me how to love myself a little more."

[artingstarvist]

Paper Memories Chp 14 Snippet

The energy between them felt strange.

His Highness remained silent as he took a step or two in his direction, but now there was something about his expression that could have made Hua Cheng’s heart stop if it was still beating. It wasn’t anger but it was… something.

Faster than the eye could track, Xie Lian suddenly bowled him over, arms around his neck, peppering his face with heated kisses.

 Hua Cheng hadn’t been expecting this. 

The back of his knees hit the altar table, and they both fell over, now basically sitting on it. When His Highness’s mouth finally found his, the kiss was deep and hungry—unusually so for Xie Lian. 

At this point, the God was half-straddling one of his legs, one knee up on the table, and Hua Cheng felt a deep hunger of his own. A hunger he was usually much better at ignoring. Right now, His Highness's passionate kiss was making it fairly impossible. 

Without even thinking, he hooked his hands behind both His Highness’s knees and pulled him up onto his lap properly. His hands roamed greedily up His Highness’s thighs, touching him in ways he normally would never have dared. 

[daily-nordegrim]

Daily Nordegrim Day 27

I love how they’re right next to eachother on the animes poster. It makes me happy

[akkivee]

pov: you’re 185cm and your adorable 168cm bf is cozying up on you, flirting a bit lol

[kindahoping4forever]

Ash Twitter/Threads Q&A

[deadpoetsandlivinglegends]

If you would like you can give your reasoning cause it’s fun to discuss poetry

After Many Springs by Langston Hughes

- would relate both to Midsummer Nights Dream as there are fairies and Puck is a fairy, but also I think in some sense it would relate to Neil losing his childlike wonder due to the expectations of welton and the pressure put on him by his father

The Boy Scout Pledge by Michael Glatze

- would talk about him and Todd, how everyone saw their relationship as romantic but they didn’t outwardly say anything and then Neil died, so I think Todd would see it as one of those ‘take it to the grave’ secrets so it can be just theirs and untainted in a sense after Neil died, but especially them coded with the parts about not sneaking to the lake when there is that deleted scene of them at the lake and the mention of reading Walt Whitman poetry when Neil calls Todd Walt Whitman

The Burning by Venetta Octavia

- would be about Neil and his father, his fathers anger and Neil just keeps following what he tells him to do, not because he wants to but because his father will exert more anger if he doesn’t so he is just appeasing him while this resentment towards him grows

Do not go gentle into that good night by Dylan Thomas

- would be in some sense the viewer to Neil as the viewer watches him calm that night, walking into death willingly. In this poem, the speaker is telling the audience to fight their death before we find out he is actually pleading with just one specific person, his father, to fight against death as he lies there on his deathbed

Icarus Flew by J Bengt

- would be comparing Neil’s story to that of Icarus as Neil too felt trapped his whole life before he broke free, soared for only a moment before his descent to his death

Judas by K. Wright

- would be another Todd and Neil poem, Todd would be Judas and Neil would be Jesus; Neil wearing the crown of thorns (puck’s wreath) while clothed similar to Jesus on the crucifix (in the sense they are both shirtless with little clothes) before he walks to his deathspot like Jesus did with carrying the cross, both ending bloody, and Todd running out to the lake or left wandering and wanting and never to see Neil’s face again

Of wildflowers by J. Sullivan

- would be him denying the expectations others put on him (like Welton) and instead him wanting to be free like nature (I especially think the free like nature would relate to the heavy nature scenes in midsummer nights dream, his one freedom and the one thing he wanted, so it ties to what he would likely see as freedom, which is the play)

Book of tahkemoni iirc quote by Rabbi Yehuda al-harizi

- would again be about Todd and Neil and how it wasn’t socially acceptable to be with someone of the same sex

Wild Geese by Mary Oliver

- would be Neil coded for the freedom and connection of nature (which we already discussed before how nature ties back to the play, which is Neil’s freedom) juxtaposing his guilt and despair, promising to give him an escape from his guilt and despair

Kinder than Man by Althea Davis

- would relate to Neil killing himself in the hopes of finally being free of his father, hoping death is kinder than his father was. Neil committed suicide because his father wouldn’t let him live life how he wanted to and was retaliating against Neil for disobeying him and doing the play, so in some sense Neil was killed for simply living because this is the first time Neil did something he wanted that made him feel alive instead of suppressing his emotions to listening to his father, and he got punished to the point that death seemed like the kindest option

[ravenwind-75]

EXPECTO PATRONUM!

I look around quickly to avoid tripping over anymore stray chickens. Sighing in relief when I don't see any, I make my way towards your cell, when I am stopped by an odd figure in the distance.

The figure looks and sounds like Ominis, but something is off about him. I wonder if another spell has gone wrong, if this is my doing, or if this is a result of ancient magic once again.

He steps forward, hiding his embarrassment, and hands me a folded piece of parchment and a key.

"What...happened to you?" I ask curiously. I realize what the problem is as the light glistens off of his head.

He's BALD!

Ominis blushes and turns his head away. "Another one of Garreth's experiments. I should know better than to trust him at this point but - never mind that. Could you pass this message along to Jo for me?"

I open up the parchment and read it.

"Which came first, the chicken, or the egg?"

Ominis snorts angrily. "Ugh! Sebastian must have spelled it!" He pinches the bridge of his nose in frustration. "Can you come up with a better question?"

"Of course," I nod vehemently. I watch as he vanishes into the shadows, muttering about coming up with a better question for next time and giving Sebastian a piece of his mind.

Hello again! Your Secret Valentine has returned, and in BALDminis's honor, I have another question for you! It's not about chickens, but it is about which one came first.

SO! Which came first in your planning process, the ideas behind the character, or who they were going to end up with? For example, did you always know Johanna was going to end up with Ominis, or did you have other plans for her in the beginning? (or Ember with Sebastian, or Adelia with Garreth?)

Hopefully, Ominis will report back to me with a safer piece of parchment next time without Sebastian's meddling, but until then, I wish you all the best and send you all the love and spoons!

-Your Secret Valentine ��

I had been sleeping rather soundly for being in a cold cell when I heard quiet talking outside my cell. One sounds like Ominis but I tell myself I must be delusional. Ominis wouldn’t be caught dead in Azkaban. But the muttering does sound an awful lot like him and when I lift my head to see who slipped a note into my cell I see your silhouette trailing after him, and his head is SHINY?!

Hoping for some explanation I open up the note and I find two. One from Sebastian which makes me roll my eyes and laugh that he ever thought he’d be a Ravenclaw with a question like that. Obviously there had to be a chicken first to make the egg. Being a chicken must’ve shrunken his brain or something. And then the second.

I smile at my Valentine’s cleverness and make a mental note to give all the points to their house when I discover who they are. I am a bit puzzled on why this is in Ominis’s honor and why he’s bald. I understand in “Ominis’s” honor because he’s very honorable but bald?

I pick up a quill and after spinning it in my fingers a few moments I determine what to write and start at it.

~~

Dear Secret Valentine,

I must say I was surprised and very amused by your note today but I am glad you have returned. I was getting rather lonely though I have befriended the rats.

Bald Ominis you say? My poor baby. Please make sure he’s alright and has those beautiful shiny locks back soon. I do love to play with that golden silk when I can.

Thank you so much for the brain tickling question, I’m honored to answer it.

Usually I come up with the story after I make the character. But sometimes the idea comes first.

~~

When I first played through as Jo I hadn’t really thought about her story much, I was just enjoying playing but after a while she started to become herself. I think she first became aware when Fig died and she told Sebastian about Rookwood. Something about Sebastian still going after the dark arts made me realize there was going to be more consequences to dive into and she needed a backstory and continuation. Especially after she sent Sebastian to Azkaban. She was guilty. As for Ominis he grew on her like he did with me. Jo always liked Sebastian but after the catacombs she started to lean more towards Ominis. He is such a good person.

As for Ember I originally just planned for her to be the redo Jo. Who made the more reckless decisions and used her emotions over logic more. Gave Sebastian a chance. However she’s more than a backup now and she is growing her own story and relationship with Sebastian.

As for Adelia she was not planned in the slightest. I’d occasionally thought of having an evil mc who used the dark arts and had the bad ending but I was never sure I could feel good about doing that. I wasn’t even sure I could come up with a story for her darkness. And then one day I was just shuffling songs and one got added to the queue and bam! An idea was born. Yes brain storming helped set her up more but Adelia planned herself. I would say she’s the most alive of them all.

~~

Thanks so much and don’t worry too much about Sebastian. As soon as I’m free I’ll have something for him to do. Do let me know how Ominis is doing, and I’ll gladly take all the spoons I can get. Thanks love 💕 and wishing you all the best as well!!

[candycryptids]

Fighting and somewhat losing the war on keeping my queue stocked with stuff I drafted to tag later @^@ the numbers are more balanced now but I NEED my drafts number to drastic go down I just take so long to tag stuff XD

And then I see more stuff I wanna reblog and draft it to add my gushy tags and the cycle perpetuates like dirty dishes…. But I LIKE saying nice stuff >:0 I like voicing my thoughts about other people’s efforts!!! Y’all took so much time making something beautiful and chose to share it the least I can do is say something nice in response instead of mutely reblogging u_u at least that’s how I see it- I mean, not purely in a transactional sense but- like. Yknow.

We encourage people to leave comments on fics we read and enjoy where the author can see it so I try to do the same for art and screenshots on tumblr 😤‼️

[hechose]

"how funny, i never considered myself tough." // @girlsurvive //

amused huff before a small nod comes because... well. isn't that just something so deeply relatable for the vampire? the vague, partial memories he has of childhood... of his time after that, of venice and all that followed... armand had never truly seen himself as someone strong. a tenacity, a capacity for enduring, certainly. but... tough? it was another thing entirely, wasn't it? something so wildly different and contrasting. not something he might have ever associated himself with, not especially for how desperately he tended to cling to things. to people. a coven. an idea. a purpose.

perhaps now was the first time in his life, faced with all of it having been stripped away, that armand truly felt maybe he could be capable of such a thing.

"mm, i hadn't for myself either. i suppose i saw the things i had lived through as just that. something to endure, not truly something that made me tough. but i suppose others always tend to see the things we don't."